Chapter 240
Yu Zun pointed his spear at Yang Chen, his voice filled with domineering arrogance. At this moment, the entire arena fell silent. All eyes followed the tip of Yu Zun’s spear, landing on Yang Chen.
“Is that Yang Chen?”
“A first-stage Void Refinement cultivator? How could he possibly stand against Yu Zun?”
“That tribulation lightning from before was the most terrifying Void Refinement tribulation I’ve seen in my life. If this person were given another 300 years to grow, he might surpass Yu Zun. But right now, he’s too young!”
“Yu Zun clearly doesn’t intend to give him the chance to grow, aiming to shatter his Dao Heart right now!”
“If he accepts the challenge, he’s no match for Yu Zun at just the first stage of Void Refinement. If he refuses, his Dao Heart will be damaged!”
“Yu Zun’s move here is quite ruthless!”
“Perhaps it’s because he’s furious at how close Fairy Yuxuan is to Yang Chen?”
“Do you think the Holy Lord will step in to stop this?”
On the surrounding stone platforms, many began to discuss fervently. Some visiting powerful cultivators, though unfamiliar with Yang Chen, now wore expressions of interest. In the Heavenly Dao Holy Land, a battle between geniuses was precisely what they wanted to see.
Several elders sent voice transmissions to the Holy Lord of the Heavenly Dao Holy Land, hoping she would intervene and stop Yu Zun’s challenge. But Yu Yourong, seated in the Holy Lord’s position, remained silent and motionless.
“Yang Chen, fight me!” Yu Zun’s voice boomed again, like thunder, laced with battle intent and fury.
“Fairy Yuxuan, you see, I have no choice!” Yang Chen chuckled bitterly.
Yuxuan frowned deeply, silently cursing Yu Zun. Such a blatant challenge, regardless of the outcome, would create friction between Yang Chen and the Yu Clan. Moreover, targeting an outsider genius like this, what would the Holy Land’s disciples think of the Yu Clan in the future?
After this battle, even the neutral elders would likely drift away from the Yu Clan.
Yang Chen took a step forward, appearing in the center of the arena.
“Yang Chen, the gap between your and Yu Zun’s cultivation realms are too great. This battle will end once a point is made!” The Great Elder sternly warned.
“When I fight, I respect my opponents. I’ve never had a habit of holding back! If you’re afraid of getting hurt, feel free to admit defeat now!” Yu Zun sneered coldly.
“Senior Brother Yu Zun, please feel free to attack,” Yang Chen replied calmly.
Although Yu Zun was at the fourth stage of the Void Refinement Realm and had just defeated a peerless sword cultivator of the same level, that wasn’t enough to make Yang Chen retreat. Moreover, as the fated protagonist, Yang Chen, the so-called villain, had to break his opponent’s path of invincibility.
A mere exchange of moves would not be enough to shake Yu Zun’s invincible heart.
“Good!” A cold smile appeared on Yu Zun’s face. Suddenly, radiant light burst from his spear. Blinding holy brilliance, like a falling sun, forced some weaker cultivators on the surrounding stone platforms to shut their eyes.
“Dammit! Yu Zun is going all out with this strike!”
“He’s clearly trying to kill Yang Chen under the guise of this competition!”
“Hmph, if a genius emerges in the Holy Land, does the Yu Clan feel the need to suppress them? Is the Heavenly Dao Holy Land nothing more than the Yu Clan’s private weapon?”
Some elders shouted coldly, and the hearts of many grew heavy.
Yu Zun’s spear strike had overwhelmed Dugu Wutian, who was also at the fourth stage of Void Refinement. How could Yang Chen, a first-stage Void Refinement cultivator, possibly withstand it? It was evident that Yu Zun was attempting to kill him.
At this moment, Zhan Qiuyun, who had been closely watching from the stone platform, couldn’t help but release a ripple of true energy. Her beautiful eyes were full of worry.
“Qiuyun, I’ve never seen you so concerned about someone before! Who is this little fellow to you?”
The veiled woman from the Ethereal Immortal Palace, seated beside her, asked curiously.
Upon hearing this, Zhan Qiuyun’s eyes flashed with panic. However, her acting skills were superb, and she quickly returned to her usual composure.
“This little … fellow is Lingshuang’s disciple. Strictly speaking, he’s my martial nephew. But since coming to Youyue Peak, he’s been training under me, so I’ve treated him as my own disciple.”
“Is that so?” The veiled woman from the Immortal Palace nodded slightly. Yet, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.
She had clearly noticed Zhan Qiuyun’s brief panic earlier. Knowing Zhan Qiuyun’s character, she didn’t even care much for her own disciples. Why would she show such concern for her sister’s disciple? Moreover, her earlier reaction betrayed her thoughts when questioned.
The veiled woman’s interest in Yang Chen grew, and she began observing him more closely.
“Yang Chen, if you can withstand this strike, only then will you qualify to compete with me for the position of Holy Son! Don’t disappoint me!”
Though Yu Zun said this, his heart had already made up its mind—this spear would kill Yang Chen. How dare that bastard have designs on his cousin? He had to die!
“Die for me!” Yu Zun roared inwardly. His spear thrust forward.
The radiant holy light transformed into a massive light dragon, surging straight toward Yang Chen. The arena, designed to withstand attacks below the Dao Integration Realm, began to reveal layers of defensive formations as the light dragon appeared.
The overwhelming power triggered the protective formations of the arena.
Zhan Qiuyun abruptly stood up from her seat, the surrounding space rippling with the force of her spatial energy. However, the veiled woman from the Ethereal Immortal Palace quickly pulled her back.
“Qiuyun, outsiders are forbidden from interfering in the Holy Son competition! Besides, from what I see, that little fellow doesn’t appear to be panicking in the slightest! You’re letting your concern cloud your judgment!”
As the veiled woman finished speaking, a shocking sword intent surged straight into the clouds.
At that moment, every spiritual sword present began to tremble violently. Even the swords of some powerful Dao Integration Realm cultivators quivered uncontrollably.
“What an incredible sword intent! This sword intent … it’s at the Eight level!?”
A powerful cultivator exclaimed in astonishment, their voice echoing across the entire arena.