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As Tian Ji\'s momentum erupted, many martial artists showed solemn expressions on their faces.

No wonder he\'s the Great Protector of the All Ages Alliance. His power is incredibly strong, and he even brought a divine artifact!

But, did he misunderstand? The Thousand Martial Hall has not even made a move, it\'s just that Xu Yan backed off.

The Thousand Martial Lord and the elders nearly died of anger!

Damn it, does my Thousand Martial Hall appear so vulnerable in your eyes?

You enjoy bullying the weak, don\'t you?

Damn!

One by one, they were seething with anger, wishing they could kill Tian Ji!

"What\'s the matter, don\'t you dare to take responsibility for your actions in the Thousand Martial Hall?"

Tian Ji roared furiously.

Damn!

The elder holding a knife in the Thousand Martial Hall roared: "Tian Ji, don\'t be reckless! My Thousand Martial Hall is respectful, how can we stoop to the level of Loose Cultivators? It\'s just that Xu Yan chickened out and didn\'t come!"

Tian Ji was stunned, Xu Yan backed off and didn\'t show up?

He looked at the crowd of onlookers and from their expressions, he got the answer.

For a moment, his face turned red.

Damn!

This is so embarrassing!

He silently put the \'Thousand-Mountains Halberd\' back on his back, coughed and said: "Young people are unreliable. Why dawdle and cause a misunderstanding!"

The martial artists were all speechless.

However, they were not surprised by Tian Ji\'s reaction. After all, the style of the Thousand Martial Hall... was indeed easy to misunderstand.

The faces of the Thousand Martial Lord and others turned black.

Cui Huayu\'s mouth twitched. He asked a martial artist who had also watched the battle last time about when Xu Yan left.

The martial artist did not think too much and told Cui Huayu the time.

"What\'s the rush? The agreed time hasn\'t even come yet!"

Cui Huayu was muttering in his heart.

Would Xu Yan back off?

He didn\'t believe that. The agreed time had not yet arrived, and Xu Yan was a punctual man.

This time, it surely won\'t be an exception.

"Let\'s disperse. There\'s no excitement to watch anymore, we can\'t witness history. I came all this way, but Xu Yan stepped on the face of the Thousand Martial Hall and might have hidden somewhere."

A martial artist said with disappointment.

Once he said this, the other martial artists all nodded in agreement.

"The Thousand Martial Hall made a big mistake, Xu Yan stepped on their faces and became the first in the history of Ling Domain to do so, then directly hid. I guess it wouldn\'t be easy for the Thousand Martial Hall to find him."

"The Thousand Martial Hall is really going to become a joke this time!"

A martial artist said with a gloating smile on his face.

But, they laughed too soon.

Mocking the Thousand Martial Hall in front of their mountain door, isn\'t this asking for death?

Boom!

An attack came from the mountain door of the Thousand Martial Hall, and in the shocked gaze of that martial artist, it blasted him to death!

The other martial artists were all shocked and silent, no one dared to discuss it anymore.

They didn\'t dare to show a hint of schadenfreude.

At this moment, they realized that the Thousand Martial Hall was indeed a Transcendent Spirit Sect and they could not brazenly comment and mock just because Xu Yan had stepped on their faces.

The powerful ones from the three countries, seven sects, and eight families were all glaring at the other martial artists, seething with murderous intent. If anyone dared to disrespect, they would react ferociously.

Some martial artists quietly retreated. There was no excitement to watch and the Thousand Martial Hall was in a fury. To avoid becoming their punching bag, it\'s better to leave quickly.

After all, Loose Cultivators are very likely to become punching bags.

"After sunset, Xu Yan didn\'t show up. Order all the Spirit Sects in Ling Domain to chase Xu Yan! He, who goes against his word and breaks the rules, should be executed! The rules of the contest of the Heaven\'s Chosen do not apply!"

The Lord of the Thousand Martial Hall turned away with a gloomy face.

"Yes, Lord!"

The faces of the elders of the Thousand Martial Hall looked extremely grim.

They were stepped on and were preparing for revenge, but the other party quit playing!

Wasn\'t their face stepped on for nothing?

It\'s the humiliation of the Thousand Martial Hall. Who knows how many martial artists will laugh behind their backs in the future!

"Is it almost time?"

Cui Huayu poked his head out and looked around. He was also a little nervous, fearing that he had guessed wrong and Xu Yan really did back off and didn\'t keep his promise.

At this moment, Tian Ji felt very embarrassed, not knowing whether he should leave or not.

Suddenly, a martial artist exclaimed in near disbelief, "Look, what is that?"

Everyone turned to look, utterly stunned at the sight.

In the distance, one tree after another soared into the sky, transforming into a giant sword suspended in mid-air, radiant with the chilling sword energy.

A figure was making its way over, each step landing on a giant sword that had risen from the ground. As he approached closer and closer, more and more trees soared into the air, morphing into giant swords.

When the figure was near the gate of the Thousand Martial Hall, all the swords formed a circle. One sword connected to another, their tips piercing the edges of the original fighting ring, effectively encircling it.

The youth was handsome, radiating an unyielding spirit all around him!

Xu Yan had arrived!

Silence!

All the martial artists were flabbergasted. The transformation of plants into swords and creating a sword pathway, what kind of power was this?

"I knew it, Xu Yan is a punctual person!"

Cui Huayu murmured to herself.

The moment Xu Yan arrived, he had stunned everyone around.

Those who had claimed that Xu Yan had shrunk back and hidden were now flushed and embarrassed. They could only force themselves to remain composed, denying they had ever made such assertions.

"Xu Yan, he truly deserves to be the number one prodigy of the Ling Domain. Who said he retreated? Ah, I indeed have discerning eyes, I had predicted that Xu Yan would definitely show up!"

"Wasn\'t it you who said Xu Yan was hiding?"

"You\'re full of nonsense! What I said was, it\'s absolutely impossible for Xu Yan to hide!"

"I remember that the last time Xu Yan left, it was also around this hour. Xu Yan is really punctual!"

A martial artist exclaimed with admiration.

Tian Ji was shocked. Rumors about Xu Yan abound, whisperings of his intricate sword skills sounding too surreal to be believed as something credible.

Only now, watching him in action, he realized that some rumors were indeed true.

The ingenuity of Xu Yan\'s swordsmanship was now beyond any mythical description.

The Thousand Martial Lord, who had just left, returned to the gate once more, his face gravely serious. Seeing Xu Yan\'s entry, he seemed to have grown stronger?

The pride of Thousand Martial Hall was now heavy-hearted. Xu Yan was here!

This meant they had to fight with all their might.

Upon Xu Yan\'s arrival, he shocked everyone present with his overwhelming power and the profoundness of his swordsmanship. It was indeed unimaginable.

Under normal circumstances, they would not stand a chance against him.

They would inevitably have to risk everything, even their lives. As it turned out, it wouldn\'t matter if Xu Yan lived or died, they were destined to die!

However, now that Xu Yan had appeared, there was no other choice!

Yarong stood on a large tree, watching the youth, her heart filled with astonishment.

"Such an unparalleled young master in the world, it\'s no wonder he caught the hearts of those two girls."

Who could it have been that cultivated such a disciple, displaying such demeanor?

Yarong suddenly desired to meet Xu Yan\'s master.

"After all, he\'s still too young. Publicly coming to set up a fighting ring at the gate of Thousand Martial Hall, aiming to suppress the Thousand Martial Hall, how could it be so easy? Even if the Thousand Martial Hall doesn\'t take advantage of him due to his young age, there are still ways to deal with him."

Yarong sighed in her heart, feeling Xu Yan was ultimately too young and hot-blooded, somewhat absurd.

Xu Yan stood on the platform, gazing at the gate of the Thousand Martial Hall. This time, he must crush the pride of the Thousand Martial Hall under his feet.

"Reached Divine Origin Realm, the peak of an ordinary Refining God Heavenly Man is nothing more than this. I hope the pride of the Thousand Martial Hall, really have some capability."

Xu Yan thought to himself.

He couldn\'t yet claim the peak of the Ling Domain by stepping on the Thousand Martial Hall. The Divine Origin Realm was just the beginning and insufficient to suppress the Transcendent Spirit Sect.

"After this battle, regardless of whether the old guy from Thousand Martial Hall takes action personally or not, I should traverse the Ling Domain and challenge all martial artists."

After breaking the Divine Realm, he would traverse the Ling Domain, challenge all martial artists, observe the mountains and rivers of Ling Domain, and understand the mysteries of martial arts.

"Breaking the Divine Skill Realm within ten years."

Xu Yan set a goal for himself.

The cultivation of Martial Arts, the higher the level, the more time it takes, but he was confident he could break the Divine Skill Realm within ten years.

"Once entering the Divine Powers, unmatched in the Ling Domain!"

Every time Xu Yan thought of the shock his master had caused when he demonstrated the Law of Heaven and Earth, he couldn\'t help but feel thrilled and expectant of what kind of divine skills he would develop when he broke through the Divine Skill Realm.

"Underneath is Sword God Xu Yan, challenging the pride of the Thousand Martial Hall."

Xu Yan spoke out arrogantly.

At the gate of the Thousand Martial Hall, the elder who held the command knife looked at a figure, signaling him to fight.

"The pride of Thousand Martial Hall is not something you can challenge at will. Let\'s see if you can pass my hurdle first."

A figure, holding a sword, flew from the gate of the Thousand Martial Hall and landed on the ring.

"Are we deciding the winner, or life and death?"

Xu Yan asked indifferently.

To decide the victor, or life and death, Xu Yan left the choice to the opponent.

"Decide life and death!"

The figure spoke coldly. He had no other choice but to opt for an impromptu death match.