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“Come again!”
As Ye Fan soared through the air like a kite with a broken string, he was sent flying backward.
Everyone thought the outcome was already decided.
Ximen Piaopiao, Wu Qiuyang, and Heng Yuzhu were all sweating for Ye Fan, their faces filled with deep concern.
However, at that moment, Ye Fan’s voice suddenly echoed through the void, rich and domineering.
In the next instant, his figure appeared like a fleeting shadow, moving swiftly away and even faster back.
In the blink of an eye, he reappeared not far in front of Wenshan Zhensong, his sword raised high, ready to strike.
“Now this is interesting,” Wenshan Zhensong said, a glint of sharpness flashing in his eyes, his expression utterly calm.
He was fully committed to this fight; if Ye Fan was only capable of this much and fell under his strike, then what would be the point?
On the contrary, if Ye Fan could unleash even greater power, it would make the encounter far more meaningful.
Otherwise, it would only lead to disappointment.
“Boom—!”
With a wave of his hand, countless runes and streams of golden sword energy gathered around Wenshan Zhensong, coalescing into an incredibly fierce sword. With a swift motion, he slashed directly at Ye Fan.
“Bang!”
The void trembled as Ye Fan's sword strike shattered once more.
Under the terrifying blow from Wenshan Zhensong, Ye Fan's figure was once again violently sent flying.
However, it wasn't long before Ye Fan returned like a streak of light, dashing back with lightning speed.
Without hesitation, he swung his sword again, aiming at Wenshan Zhensong.
This back-and-forth continued, and in a brief span of time, Ye Fan and Wenshan Zhensong clashed with each other dozens of times.
Yet, without exception, each time Ye Fan was forcefully sent flying away.
If it weren't for the Supreme Immortal Artifact armor he wore, he would have likely sustained serious injuries under Wenshan Zhensong's terrifying attacks.
Around the Celestial Martial Arena, the powerful figures from various factions in Famous Sword City, including the young Heavenly Prodigies participating in the Famous Sword Festival, were all left in shock.
Although Ye Fan was sent flying each time by Wenshan Zhensong, his strength was undeniable.
In the entire Famous Sword City, there were probably no more than a handful of people who could defeat Ye Fan.
In fact, it might not exceed three individuals.
Wenshan Zhensong was one, and Tang Chuan from the Famous Sword Sect was another.
Aside from these two, upon careful consideration, no one could think of a third person who could match them.
However, after Ye Fan was once again blasted away by Wenshan Zhensong, he did not return as he had before.
This caused everyone's expressions to tighten slightly as they turned their gazes toward the direction where Ye Fan had been sent flying, quietly speculating about what might happen next.
Someone spoke up, "After being struck and sent flying dozens of times by Wenshan Zhensong, it seems this person can no longer bear it and is likely severely injured."
"Indeed, although he appears fierce, he is actually hollow inside. His previous dominance was probably just a façade, and now he may finally be unable to hold on any longer!"
However, as his voice fell, someone suddenly pointed in the direction where Ye Fan had been knocked away, their face filled with shock. "Look! He’s back again!"
Instantly, all eyes turned towards the direction where Ye Fan had been sent flying.
In their line of sight, Ye Fan's figure reappeared, taking slow steps towards Wenshan Zhensong.
"Strange, why is he moving so slowly this time? Could it be that he is truly injured?"
"Injured? No, I feel like his aura is actually getting stronger."
"Exactly! With each step he takes, his aura seems to grow more powerful."
As they focused on Ye Fan, discussions erupted once more.
Within the Celestial Sky Palace, the Jade Spring Sword Immortal and Yuan Guang Sword Immortal also fixed their gazes on Ye Fan, their expressions slightly tense.
Yuan Guang Sword Immortal exclaimed in shock, "This young man hasn't even entered the Celestial Realm yet, yet he can fight Wenshan Zhensong to such an extent. How is that possible?"
"Yes! I've never seen such a monstrous figure! No, this goes beyond mere genius; this is simply abnormal!"
Ye Fan's aura continued to rise, nearing a breakthrough. His energy was leaking out; although Formless and Indistinct and I Ching Bone Forging could alter his appearance and demeanor, they could not conceal the aura emanating from him as he approached a breakthrough.
Not only the two of them in the Celestial King Realm but anyone whose cultivation surpassed Ye Fan's could clearly sense the intensity of the aura radiating from him as it fluctuated and surged.
“Ascension Realm... the peak... no, how is this possible...”
Ximen Piaopiao stared intently at Ye Fan, watching as he walked towards Wenshan Zhensong, her mouth agape, wide enough to fit an egg.
Wu Qiuyang and Heng Yuzhu also looked at Ye Fan in shock, their eyes reflecting deep disbelief.
With the peak of Ascension Realm cultivation, he was challenging the peak of the Mystic Immortal Realm genius, Wenshan Zhensong.
There were two entire major realms separating them: Celestial Being and Profound Immortal. How could this be possible?
Even for a genius, it shouldn’t be feasible to fight across two major realms like this, right?
“Is he even human?” Perhaps due to the overwhelming shock, Wu Qiuyang’s voice trembled slightly as he spoke.
“No... not human...” Heng Yuzhu’s voice quivered as well, overwhelmed to an unimaginable extent.
Wu Mo: “This... is this the peak of Ascension Realm?”
Around the Celestial Martial Arena, as they sensed the aura emanating from Ye Fan, gasps of astonishment filled the air.
“Ascension Realm, how is this possible...?”
“He’s broken through!”
Suddenly, amidst a cry of surprise, Ye Fan’s aura erupted explosively, his momentum soaring like a rainbow, shooting straight into the sky.
“Boom!”
The intensity of Ye Fan’s aura instantly surged from the peak of Ascension Realm to the early stage of Celestial Realm.
Under the intense pressure of dozens of strikes from Wenshan Zhensong, Ye Fan's cultivation broke through at that moment.
With one step, he entered the Celestial Realm.
"You are actually at the Ascension Realm? How is that possible?" Wenshan Zhensong looked at Ye Fan, his expression twisted with disbelief.
He could not fathom how a peak Ascension Realm cultivator could fight him to such an extent.
Even more unacceptable was the fact that a peak Ascension Realm cultivator could force him to use all his strength.
In the ranks of the Wenshan Family, the family head, Wenshan Chuyan, also wore a grim expression.
Especially when he saw the look on his son Wenshan Zhensong's face, his own expression darkened even further.
He could understand the kind of feelings that Wenshan Zhensong was experiencing at that moment!
"After this battle, no matter what, this child must not be left alive!"
Wenshan Chuyan's expression was somber as his gaze fell upon Ye Fan, and he spoke in a calm yet chilling tone.
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