Chapter 459: One Sword

Around the seven Chief Peaks, a sea of people had gathered, and a tumultuous roar soared into the sky, so powerful that it even dispersed the clouds.

On the seven Chief Peaks, all participants had already entered the arena. Immediately afterward, violent Genesis Qi erupted, indicating that the competition had become white-hot from the very start.

Compared to the other six Chief Peaks, Saint Genesis Peak had the fewest participants, as it comprised only three factions. Other peaks, in contrast, had at least a dozen.

Despite having the fewest participants, Saint Genesis Peak garnered one of the highest levels of attention. The Chief position for Saint Genesis Peak this time was exceptionally significant; even the six Grand Elders occasionally focused their attention on this area.

Due to his bet with Chu Qing, Kong Sheng also cast his gaze from afar. When he saw that Shen Taiyuan's and Lu Song's factions intended to join forces, he let out a faint smile.

"These two factions aren't entirely brainless," Kong Sheng remarked calmly. Lu Hong's faction held an absolute advantage; if the other two factions fought separately, their only outcome would be to be defeated one by one by Lu Hong's faction.

By joining forces now, they at least had some power to resist.

However, it was merely a slight increase.

Facing the alliance of the two factions, there wasn't much worry on his face. Although the two factions joining forces had negated the numerical advantage, unfortunately, the gap in quality still remained.

His gaze shifted, locking onto a stone platform where two figures stood in confrontation: Wu Hai and Zhou Yuan.

He had previously heard that Wu Hai was caught off guard and defeated by Zhou Yuan with a single punch, but he assumed it was due to carelessness. This time, facing off again, Zhou Yuan probably wouldn't find victory so easy.

As long as Wu Hai held Zhou Yuan back, the other four should quickly defeat the Han siblings, and then the situation would be completely stable.

As for Yuan Hong...

Kong Sheng smiled faintly. If they believed that mere numbers would be enough to deal with Yuan Hong, then they were quite naive.

In any case, no matter how one looked at Saint Genesis Peak, the other two factions had no chance whatsoever. The Chief position was bound to fall to Lu Hong's faction.

Under the convergence of countless gazes, on the cloud-shrouded stone platform, Zhou Yuan looked at Wu Hai, who had a sinister smile on his face. Yet, his own expression remained calm. He slowly clenched his fingers and said with a smile, "It seems you haven't learned your lesson from that punch."

Wu Hai's expression darkened. A month ago, he was caught off guard and defeated by Zhou Yuan with a single punch, which caused him to lose a great deal of face. If not for concerns that replacing him before the battle would damage morale, the furious Lu Hong would likely have already removed him.

This only intensified Wu Hai's hatred for Zhou Yuan.

Therefore, upon meeting again this time, he was determined to wipe away his humiliation.

"I imagine when you're kneeling before me later, you won't dare speak like that." Wu Hai stopped speaking nonsense. Within him, vast Genesis Qi was unleashed like a storm, a torrent of it enveloping his body and emanating astonishing pressure.

Even the stone slabs beneath his feet began to crack under that pressure.

Genesis Qi surged, and Wu Hai clenched his hand again, revealing a dark red greatsword in his grasp. The moment the weapon appeared, the Genesis Qi in the heavens and earth roared towards it.

The Genesis Qi fluctuations around Wu Hai steadily climbed higher.

It was a quasi Heavenly Genesis Weapon.

Clearly, after his previous defeat, Wu Hai no longer dared to underestimate anything. He immediately drew the quasi Heavenly Genesis Weapon bestowed upon him by Lu Hong, ensuring he was constantly at his peak combat strength.

Feeling the surging Genesis Qi within his body, Wu Hai's confidence swelled even further, and his gaze toward Zhou Yuan grew increasingly cold.

"Zhou Yuan, last time you took advantage of my carelessness and defeated me with one punch. This time, I'll make you taste that feeling!"

Wu Hai's body slowly rose. On the dark red greatsword in his hand, a crimson light intensified, madly absorbing the Genesis Qi from the heavens and earth. A terrifying power emanated from the sword's edge.

An astonishing wave of Genesis Qi began to surge forth from his body.

Around Wu Hai, it was as if a vortex had formed, creating an astonishing momentum.

This scene naturally caught the attention of many, and gasps of surprise immediately rang out. Anyone could see that Wu Hai's move was his strongest offensive; clearly, he intended to give Zhou Yuan a taste of his own medicine.

Zhou Yuan had defeated him with one punch before, so this time, he intended to finish Zhou Yuan in a single move.

"Low-grade Heavenly Genesis Art, Light Severing Art!"

Amidst countless gazes, a thunderous roar suddenly echoed. All the Genesis Qi in the heavens and earth converged onto the crimson greatsword, and a dazzling, incomparably sharp sword light condensed on its blade.

That single sword strike was powerful enough to cleave mountains.

Wu Hai's eyes were ferocious as he abruptly brought his greatsword down.

A magnificent sword light, over eight hundred feet long, suddenly emerged between heaven and earth, then swept down with astonishing momentum, cutting directly and furiously towards Zhou Yuan below.

Outside the Chief Peaks, countless disciples exclaimed in an uproar, their expressions changing. No one expected Wu Hai's first move to be a killing blow; he not only unleashed a quasi Heavenly Genesis Weapon but also executed a Heavenly Genesis Art.

Such an attack, even opponents of the same rank, would not dare to challenge its might.

The disciples of Shen Taiyuan's faction all showed worried expressions upon seeing this. Even Shen Taiyuan's aged face became more tense, clearly showing some concern as well.

Wu Hai came full of resentment, with no intention of testing the waters.

On Lu Hong's side, he nodded slightly, thinking that Wu Hai wasn't entirely foolish. Since Zhou Yuan practiced external tempering arts, there was no need to get entangled with him; it was better to unleash a brutal move first and cripple him.

"This Light Severing Art, in my Swordfall Peak faction, is a rather well-known Heavenly Genesis Art with astonishing power," Lu Hong said calmly. "Coupled with the amplification from the Scarlet Spirit Sword, Zhou Yuan certainly has no power to resist."

The other disciples, hearing this, also nodded repeatedly. From the looks of it, Zhou Yuan would likely be the first one eliminated.

The massive sword light whistled down, and the stone platform beneath it began to crack.

Zhou Yuan also raised his head, gazing at the whistling sword light, his eyes narrowing slightly. Wu Hai had indeed become a bit smarter...

He clenched his hand, and the Heavenly Yuan Brush flashed forth, transforming into its combat form. The Genesis Qi in the heavens and earth roared, surging into the Heavenly Yuan Brush, and his own Genesis Qi also rapidly surged.

"Genesis Breaker."

His expression remained unperturbed, though his hair was whipped wildly by the strong winds from the whistling sword light. His lips moved slightly, uttering a soft sound.

The pure white bristles of the Heavenly Yuan Brush's tip gradually turned a deep black, resembling a lotus bud and appearing mysterious.

"Lesser Xuan Saint Body, Jade Skin!"

His entire body's skin began to glow with a flowing jade light.

The massive sword light rapidly enlarged in his pupils. The sharp sword intent had already descended, causing the stone slabs to crack, instantly riddled with holes.

"Myriad Whale Mark!"

Zhou Yuan's hands tightly gripped the Heavenly Yuan Brush. In the next instant, a low roar suddenly erupted from his throat.

The Heavenly Yuan Brush in his hand was suddenly swung out.

The deep black brush tip pointed directly at the descending massive sword light.

Around the Heavenly Yuan Brush, illusory giant whales flickered in and out of sight, and the sound of whale cries echoed.

The massive sword light descended, and the deep black brush tip, under the gaze of countless eyes, collided heavily with the colossal sword strike.

A huge shockwave raged, and the sword light swept across, completely dispersing the clouds and mist around the stone platform. Dust rose from the platform, and a crack spread across its surface.

The entire stone platform was actually cleaved apart at this moment; the destructive power was unimaginable.

Many disciples gasped in awe upon seeing this scene. Wu Hai's sword strike was utterly ferocious, yet Zhou Yuan, instead of dodging, dared to withstand it head-on.

He's truly seeking death!

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Lu Hong's mouth. The first one to be eliminated had finally appeared.

Countless regretful gazes stared at the dust-filled, splitting stone platform.

Wu Hai stood in mid-air, looking down from above, a sneer appearing on his face.

The dust on the stone platform gradually dispersed.

And then, the scene on the stone platform became clear.

A figure holding a black brush stood silently in the center. On the surface of his body, jade light flowed, and golden light Genesis Qi roared around him, emanating an astonishing aura.

Gazing at the figure who was almost completely unharmed, a tremendous uproar immediately erupted outside the Chief Peaks. Many disciples wore expressions of disbelief.

Those who looked carefully even noticed that Zhou Yuan's feet had barely moved an inch.

In other words, not only did he withstand Wu Hai's strongest attack head-on, but he also appeared to do so with extreme ease.

The mocking smile on Lu Hong's lips froze.

Wu Hai's expression in mid-air also stiffened little by little.

"How is this possible..."

On the stone platform, Zhou Yuan's hand, gripping the Heavenly Yuan Brush, loosened slightly. His expression unperturbed, he raised his head, looked at Wu Hai, and slightly furrowed his brows.

"Is that your strongest attack?"

He shook his head, his tone indifferent.

"Get out of here... don't waste my time."