Unexpectedly, Xu Yang's retort was so swift and absolute.
"If you wish to make your presence known, there's only one path for you: to utterly defeat me. If you can overcome me, you'll achieve instant renown throughout the Three Thousand Dao States and even the entire continent."
Feng Xiu sneered, "Xu Yang, don't overestimate yourself. In my eyes, you amount to nothing."
The next moment, Feng Xiu brandished his personal treasured sword. Its blade was incredibly sharp; after locking onto Xu Yang's outline, it swiftly unleashed a mighty sword intent and pressure, hurtling towards Xu Yang's body.
After all, Feng Xiu was one of the foremost grandmasters in sword cultivation within the Three Thousand Dao States. He personally arrived, wielding his sword at a speed too fast for the naked eye to discern.
If he were facing any other opponent at this moment, perhaps merely this single sword strike, pushed to its maximum speed, would pose an enormous threat to the opponent with its sheer momentum.
Awkwardly, in the very next instant, the blade in Feng Xiu's hand struck squarely against the surface of the protective aura in front of Xu Yang, emitting a distinctly crisp, vibrating hum.
Even more embarrassing was that this was merely as far as Feng Xiu's sword could reach.
Indeed, this guy, despite going all out, couldn't even break through the protective aura surrounding Xu Yang.
However, Feng Xiu truly couldn't be blamed for this. Who could blame him when Xu Yang had become powerful to an almost inhuman degree?
"It seems your sword cultivation still lacks refinement!"
As Xu Yang spoke, he suddenly clamped his two fingers firmly around the center of the sword's light. With a gentle twist, a powerful force traveled through the blade, reaching Feng Xiu's body, who was wielding it.
In that instant, Feng Xiu felt the blood vessels within his body involuntarily tremble.
"What's going on? My body..."
A serene smile appeared on Xu Yang's face. "No need to be so tense," he said. "I won't kill you so quickly. Our game has only just begun."
With a backhand palm strike, Feng Xiu suddenly discovered that the flow of bloodline power within his body was rapidly slowing down, as if it had fallen into an ice cellar. A chilling sensation permeated his entire body, from head to toe. Evasion or defense was simply impossible.
Even more terrifyingly, from beginning to end, he hadn't detected even the slightest fluctuation of ice-attribute energy from Xu Yang. This meant he was utterly unable to defend against Xu Yang's attacks.
"Damn it, you actually cultivate inheritances other than ice-attribute! Could this be something taught to you by the Empress of the Cold Moon Empire?"
Xu Yang looked at the other person with a half-smile, offering no explanation. After all, when it came to "teaching," it could only be Xu Yang teaching the Empress; given the Empress's foundation, she was still incapable of teaching Xu Yang anything.
All of this was precious experience Xu Yang gained by repairing the Frost Guardian Array.
After repairing the Cold Moon Empire's core formation, which had been passed down for over a hundred thousand years, Xu Yang understood how to freely transform ice-attribute elements within his body and perfectly apply them in combat!
His recent palm strike was purely an application of this new technique. At the moment of striking, he transformed a portion of his Asura origin power into pure ice-attribute freezing power, using a sealing method that sealed the opponent's bloodline and reduced their movement speed.
Xu Yang was confident that even if the person in front of him wasn't Feng Xiu, but any other Tribulation Realm expert, they wouldn't be able to discern any flaw in his recent strike!
What's more, the most terrifying aspect of fighting Xu Yang was not his invincible power, but his agile mind and supreme control over the battlefield situation.
No one could guess what he would do next; this was Xu Yang's most terrifying quality, and every opponent had to expend more mental energy than when facing others.
All things considered, the exchange between Xu Yang and Feng Xiu hadn't even reached a hundred rounds, yet observing Feng Xiu, he seemed to have already expended over a third of his stamina.
In contrast, Xu Yang perhaps hadn't even expended one-twelfth of his stamina. Apart from the Yin-Yang Dao Diagram, he hadn't deliberately channeled the power of his inner origin for attack.
"I suggest you immediately display all forms of your Heaven-Defying Demonic Art," Xu Yang said. "Otherwise, I'm afraid you truly won't have such an opportunity again."
Xu Yang once again kindly prompted Feng Xiu, but as an existence on the same level as Xu Yang, such a hint was the greatest insult to him.
"You're going too far," Feng Xiu retorted. "You will pay a price for underestimating me."
Xu Yang quickly wiped his hands, adopting an innocent expression. "I'm not underestimating you," he said. "I'm ignoring you."
Boom!
The next moment, Feng Xiu finally unleashed his signature technique: an immensely huge crimson sword aura rapidly coalescing above his head. It was a purely fire-attribute sword light, radiating dazzling, flame-like brilliance!
It possessed unimaginable explosive potential!
However, the most formidable aspect of Xu Yang's Asura Dao inheritance was also its explosive power; it was in no way inferior to his opponent in terms of core attributes.
"Hahaha, very good," Xu Yang laughed. "Since you still enjoy using your sword cultivation skills, then I'll play with swords with you."
As Xu Yang spoke, with a gentle wave of his palm, the eternally pure, ice-blue Divine Artifact finally appeared.
Xu Yang, using the Eternal in the Myriad Demon Abyss, undoubtedly wished to use his actions to further boost the morale of the hundreds of thousands of demon creatures below.
Sensing the cold and powerful demonic aura of the Eternal, all the demonic experts within the Myriad Demon Abyss became extraordinarily excited.
Even Alusha's Demonic Emperor's Heart within her body seemed to shimmer even brighter.
Bang, bang, bang!
The two continually exchanged blows in mid-air, each pushing their movement speed to the limit.
And Alusha also noticed that as Xu Yang displayed his swordsmanship, his entire aura seemed to undergo a tremendous transformation. In terms of pure swordsmanship prowess, Xu Yang seemed to be in no way inferior to Feng Xiu, even excelling him in the handling of certain details.
"Hmph, who would have thought that the leader of the Northern Jin Sword Alliance would actually lose in swordsmanship to someone else? How ridiculous."
As Xu Yang fought, Alusha kept creating momentum for him from a distance, which genuinely annoyed Feng Xiu.
"It seems you haven't truly suffered yet."
Seizing a momentary opening, Feng Xiu at this moment unleashed the second profound mystery of his Heaven-Defying Demonic Art—the clone!
The next moment, Feng Xiu's main body continued to battle Xu Yang in the sky.
Meanwhile, the materialized clone, radiating demonic aura, charged downwards, heading straight for Alusha's location.
"I didn't expect your Heaven-Defying Demonic Art to have so many tricks!"
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