Chapter 680: Peak Battle Power

Roar!

Under the watchful eyes of all, a mighty dragon roar echoed from within Ye Chen’s body.

In the next instant, his previously scattered vital energy surged violently, with golden blood essence rising like flames, distorting the surrounding space.

Roar!

As another dragon roar resounded through the sky, a streak of golden divine light shot up from the top of Ye Chen’s head, piercing straight into the heavens.

Brilliant golden light then enveloped his body, radiating an aura of pure gold. Every wisp of it felt immensely heavy, like a cascading waterfall. Even his long golden hair gleamed with this radiance, and his momentum surged to a whole new level, matching Yin Zhi Ping without faltering.

"Damn." Instantly, the crowd erupted. "Did Qin Yu hold back his full power?"

"That's bullshit!" Many stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"The Godslayer Qin Yu truly has an unparalleled heroic presence." Even Dan Chen, with his usual composure, couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration as he watched Ye Chen.

"Holy crap! His combat power is on par with Yin Zhi Ping!" Nearby, Wei Wen Zhuo and his companions shouted excitedly, thrilled beyond words. Even they hadn’t realized Ye Chen possessed such formidable strength.

"He was hiding his power all along." In the crowd, Ji Ning Shuang parted her lips in shock, her eyes filled with astonishment. The figure in the barrier had completely shattered her pride.

"With this level of combat power, the outcome is still uncertain!" Hao Tian Xuan Zhen took a deep breath, his eyes full of wonder.

"He will win." Beside him, Hao Tian Shi Yue clasped her hands in prayer, gazing with utter devotion.

"Sis, he really is a legendary hero." Shangguan Yu Er smiled softly. "Your judgment was spot on."

"How unexpected." Shangguan Han Yue’s eyes grew dreamy as she stared, entranced. The figure bathed in golden light loomed large in her vision, etching itself deeply into her heart.

"He has the majestic air of the Saber Emperor from the past!" Zhuge Laotou sighed and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"Father would surely be astonished if he were here." Bi You smiled radiantly, her gaze somewhat mesmerized.

The discussions surged like waves, one cresting over the next.

But while some rejoiced, others worried.

As Ye Chen unleashed his peak combat power, the experts from the three sects looked grim.

In particular, Tong Xuan Zhen Ren’s face darkened to an extreme. The current scene had caught him completely off guard—Ye Chen’s explosive power now equaled Yin Zhi Ping’s.

He must die!

Not just Tong Xuan, but the elders from Qing Yun Zong and Zheng Yang Zong also flashed cold, murderous glints in their eyes.

This was a ruthless world: friends or foes, and with existing grudges, a person with such immense potential was a disaster waiting to happen if given time to grow.

"This is impossible! This can't be!" Amid the discussions, Yin Zhi Ping's roar echoed in the barrier.

As Ye Chen’s opponent, he felt it most acutely. Ye Chen’s power was now on par with his own, meaning Ye Chen not only qualified to vie for the top spot but also had the strength to kill him.

At that thought, a ferocious light flared in Yin Zhi Ping's eyes.

Suppress him!

With a roar, he channeled his vital energy into the illusory Dragon Mountain pressing down on Ye Chen, intent on grinding him to dust on the spot.

Rise!

From below, Ye Chen snorted coldly and lifted his hands skyward, forcibly raising the massive illusory Dragon Mountain.

Thus, Yin Zhi Ping pushed down while Ye Chen pushed up, using the illusory Dragon Mountain as their medium. Terrifying forces poured into it, causing the void to rumble continuously.

Who is stronger?

The spectators felt their hearts in their throats.

Boom!

With a world-shaking explosion, the illusory Dragon Mountain shattered violently, seemingly sending both combatants reeling back.

Tai Xu Long Qi!

As soon as Yin Zhi Ping steadied himself, he pointed a finger at the sky.

Immediately, the sky darkened, turning the bright day into night-like gloom.

Gazing up, the black expanse was filled with shimmering stars, each radiating colorful lights. Streams of starlight swords rained down from the heavens, dazzling and varied, yet each one razor-sharp and piercingly powerful.

Damn!

Witnessing the sky-covering shower of starlight swords, the onlookers felt a chill run down their spines. This was an indiscriminate area attack of epic scale!

Facing the descending sword rain, Ye Chen smirked.

Tai Xu Long Qi was no stranger to him—a truly devastating area attack.

Under everyone's gaze, he stood firm, gripping the Chi Xiao Jian.

In the next moment, a resonant sword shadow materialized from his body.

Then, that shadow split into two, two into four, four into eight, and so on.

Soon, countless illusory sword shadows hovered around him, darting back and forth with piercing cries, each one fierce and numerous enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Amid the sea of swords, he stood not as a man, but as a supreme divine sword, the leader of them all.

"Wan Jian Chao Zong!" Seeing Ye Chen’s secret technique, many leaped to their feet, as they had witnessed it before.

"He knows Wan Jian Chao Zong too?" In the crowd, Ji Ning Shuang stared blankly at the barrier.

"What kind of secret technique is this?" Shouts of surprise echoed everywhere, as not everyone had seen it before.

"That's Wan Jian Chao Zong." An informed elder stroked his beard lightly, his old eyes flickering with deeper meaning.

"Wan Jian Chao Zong." High in the void, Yin Zhi Ping looked down at the flying sword shadows, seemingly recalling someone from long ago who had once used this technique to gravely wound him.

Wan Jian Chao Zong!

As Yin Zhi Ping was lost in thought, Ye Chen shouted lightly and swung his sword, pointing it toward the sky.

Instantly, the myriad sword shadows swirling around him rang out in unison, as if obeying his command. Their tips aligned with his direction, and with a collective cry, they launched forth.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

Commanding thousands of swords as divine weapons, wherever his will pointed, the swords would strike. One sword became a multitude, all converging in Wan Jian Chao Zong.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

At the same time, Yin Zhi Ping's rain of swords descended from the heavens.

Under the watchful eyes of all, Ye Chen’s sword energy and Yin Zhi Ping’s sword rain clashed without restraint.

If Yin Zhi Ping’s sword rain blanketed the sky, then Ye Chen’s sword energy covered the earth. The entire world was enveloped in swords, creating a spectacular and vibrant scene.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As the first sword energy met the first sword light, the sounds of metal clashing rang out continuously.

Looking up at the sky, sword energies and sword lights vied for dominance, with energies dissipating and lights shattering. The scale was immense, the shockwaves overwhelming, even making the barrier tremble violently.

Damn!

In the crowd, many covered their ears, as the piercing buzz from the collisions was unbearable, causing blood to seep from some ears.