Below the Divine Wilderness Stage, under the care of a few medical staff, Yang Qian slowly woke up. He coughed violently and said weakly, "Sorry …"
The arrogant Yang Qian felt ashamed at this moment. The difference between him and the fatty in yellow was too great. In a situation where he was completely unprepared, he fell for the yellow-clothed fatty's illusion just like that and lost miserably.
Beside Yang Qian stood a young man named Yao Dao.
Yao Dao remained silent as he looked at the fatty in yellow who was enjoying the cheers of the crowd on the Divine Wilderness Stage.
The fatty in yellow was older than him and his cultivation level was higher than his. He was extremely difficult to deal with!
In terms of saber techniques, Yao Dao was extremely confident. However, in a battle in the illusion world, Yao Dao had never experienced such training.
This fatty in yellow was the first illusionary warrior that Yao Dao had ever encountered.
An illusion battle was completely different from a real battle. Without experience, one would definitely be at a disadvantage.
Now, Yao Dao felt like he had just mastered his saber techniques. He had yet to experience actual combat, yet he was facing an expert.
He had to figure everything out himself.
"Yao Dao, just do your best."
Yao Dao's instructor, who was beside Yao Dao, patted him on the shoulder.
Yao Dao nodded. Before the match began, he never expected to encounter such an opponent. He was looking forward to a storm-like battle, but things did not turn out as he wished.
Yao Dao raised his saber and walked up the Divine Wilderness Stage. The fatty in yellow opposite him revealed a playful smile, "Another one. Interesting."
"Cut the crap, let's fight!"
With that said, Yao Dao circulated his Yuan Qi. At the same time, he focused his mind to withstand the fatty's illusion attack.
The fatty smiled as he slowly took out a gourd from his interspatial ring.
This gourd was small and exquisite. It was about a foot tall and it was completely dark gold in color.
"Oh?"
Yao Dao focused his mind as his right hand gripped his saber hilt tightly. When he fought Yang Qian, the fatty did not take out the gourd.
Or could it be that the scene of the fatty taking out the gourd was an illusion?
At that moment. Yao Dao did not even dare to attack the fatty. He was afraid that the moment he moved, he would fall into an illusion. If he were to engage in a pointless battle with the fatty in the illusion, he would definitely lose!
But he couldn't just watch. Devil Blade had a premonition that the thing in the gourd was extremely dangerous. If he allowed the fatty to use it, he would be doomed.
Suddenly, Devil Blade bit the tip of his tongue. He used the pain to wake himself up.
"How can I be so afraid? Before the battle even started, I had already lost my fighting spirit. How can it be that we don't dare to attack the enemy because we are afraid of the illusion? "
This thought flashed across Fiendish Blade's mind. He suddenly understood that a swordsman must first advance courageously. He calmed his mind and his Saber Qi burst forth, cutting through all illusions!
"Die!"
Devil Blade rushed out, holding a narrow saber, he slashed towards Fatty.
At this moment, Fatty pulled out the stopper of the gourd, and a puff of smoke flew out from the gourd. The smoke was colorful, like a thin layer of gauze.
"Using the Seven Illusion Wolf Smoke to deal with you, this Fat Lord thinks highly of you. You lost to the Seven Illusion Wolf Smoke. You should be proud of yourself! "
The Seven Illusion Wolf Smoke instantly thickened, blurring everyone's vision. It formed an enchantment on the stage, obscuring everything inside.
In the audience stands, everyone stared with widened eyes. They were afraid of missing any scene.
But they still could not see a thing.
Especially the Tai Ah Divine City warriors. They were all nervous. They were worried about Devil Blade and did not know what the outcome of this battle would be.
Devil Blade was the only seedling left in the Tai Ah Divine City's young adult group. If Devil Blade lost, then their Tai Ah Divine City's young adult group would lose terribly!
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In the sword tomb, Yi Yun sat cross-legged. On his knees was a rusty broken sword. This broken sword was the one Yi Yun had obtained from the Pure Yang Sword Palace.
Yi Yun had been trying to gain insights into the way of the sword for nearly a year. The gigantic sword scar left in the Pure Yang Sword Palace had been simulated countless times in Yi Yun's mind.
But, to this day, when Yi Yun recalled the sword scar, he still felt that it was a blur.
It was as if whenever he recalled the sword scar, he would feel as if something was covering it, making him unable to identify it.
Today, Yi Yun maintained his cross-legged posture. Unknowingly, he had once again entered a state of forgetfulness. His mind seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog.
Yi Yun tried his best to look. When the fog slowly dissipated, he saw a blurry figure.
Oh? This is …
Yi Yun's heart skipped a beat. Such a scene had never appeared before.
Among the blurry figures, there was a man. He was wielding a sword and wantonly brandishing it. Every sword beam slashed out could shatter stars and split the earth, tearing apart the heavens.
The scene was chaotic. It was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear. Yi Yun could not see the sword-wielding man's opponent. He only felt that it was a chaotic battle, with the sky shattering and earth shattering.
At this moment, a giant appeared in the sky.
This giant's body looked like it was made of bronze. His body was as large as a vast mountain. His body emitted a suffocating aura. It was as if he was a god that came from the nine heavens. He controlled the heavens and earth, looking down on all life.
He held a huge bronze halberd in his hand. With a slash of the halberd, he shattered the world!
A shocking crack spread across the land, all the way to the sea and sky!
The sea tore apart as the seawater set off numerous huge whirlpools. They were sucked into the crack and disappeared. When the sea completely dried up, the sky also tore apart. Following that, a complete world was forcefully split apart by the giant!
A halberd split apart a world!
Yi Yun was shocked. What sort of existence was this giant?
He did not have time to think carefully. He saw the light distort and in a blur, he saw the sword-wielding man turn into a stream of light and fly towards the bronze giant.
At that moment, the man and the sword seemed to become one.
The sword beam flashed as the man's sword slashed into the bronze giant's neck. It was as if he was going to cut off the bronze giant's head!
Yi Yun's pupils constricted. This attack was too terrifying!
The giant's strength was enough to split apart a world with a halberd, yet it was nearly beheaded by the man's sword!?
But following that, Yi Yun seemed to hear a "Ping" sound. The man's sword had snapped in the middle due to the huge impact!
The remaining half of the broken sword in the man's hand was slowly corroded as it was stained with the bronze giant's blood. It began to emit green smoke.
The divine sword was originally flowing with light, but now, the light rapidly disappeared. The sword seemed to have a life of its own as it let out a painful cry.
The bronze giant, who was nearly beheaded, also let out a painful roar. With the halberd in his hand, he slashed at the sword-wielding man!
The halberd beam filled Yi Yun's vision. He could vaguely see the sword-wielding man being hit by the halberd. His body flew straight out of this world.
And this world was further shattered by the bronze giant's second attack.
An entire corner of the world cracked open. It slowly separated from the main body of the world and floated into the vast Universe …
Following that, this corner of the world experienced a long and aimless wandering in the Universe …
As for the broken sword, it was left in this world.
It had completely lost its spirituality. Due to the corrosion of the bronze giant's blood, its surface began to rust.
The rust constantly accumulated, and soon, the broken sword became rusty, as if it was a piece of scrap metal …
From the beginning to the end, Yi Yun was like a spectator of the world, quietly witnessing all of this.
Watching the river of time flow, watching the vicissitudes of the world …
In this illusion, Yi Yun did not know how much time had passed. It was as if he had experienced a few lifetimes without joy or sorrow. After a long, numb and heartless life, he suddenly woke up for some unknown reason.
The awakened Yi Yun was covered in cold sweat. The memory of his lonely life was still fresh in his mind. He felt as if he had become a cold rock in that world. Other than bearing witness, there was nothing else.
Yi Yun looked towards the corner of the wall. The oil lamp in the chamber was still burning quietly. Judging from the amount of oil used, he had only experienced less than an hour.
But in his dream, Yi Yun felt as if he had experienced tens of thousands of years.
Yi Yun lowered his head thoughtfully and looked at his knees. The broken sword was lying nicely on his knees, motionless.
Mottled rust covered the sword's body. Faintly, Yi Yun could see brown dots on the broken sword. Around these dots, there was clearly more rust.
Could these dots be left behind after the bronze giant's blood dried up?
Was the scene in the illusion the origin of the broken sword …?
And the corner of the world that was cleaved off by the bronze giant's halberd must have drifted in space for a long period of time before it landed in the world he was in. Was it the so-called meteorite that fell into Fallen Star Gate?
Ordinary warriors believed that what fell into Fallen Star Gate was a meteorite, while those reclusive family clans believed that it was the abode of a god.
But no matter which one it was, it was not appropriate.
It had been cleaved off by the bronze giant. A corner of the world.
Yi Yun's mind became clearer. He understood that the illusion he saw was the broken sword's memory.
Did a sword also have memories?
Yi Yun picked up the broken sword on his knees and turned it around in his hands.
No matter how he looked at it, the sword looked like a piece of scrap metal. It was unexpected that before it lost its spirituality, it was the sword of a peerless expert, one that could slay gods.
Could that sword-wielding man be the owner of the Pure Yang Sword Palace …?
Various thoughts flashed through Yi Yun's mind. It was hard to imagine what martial realm the Pure Yang Sword Palace owner and the bronze giant were at.
After suffering a strike from the bronze giant, was the Pure Yang Sword Palace owner dead?
Such a terrifying strike could shatter a world. Furthermore, tens of millions of years had passed, so the odds were against him.
If he was still alive, how could he ignore the Pure Yang Sword Palace?
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