Chapter 739: The Genius Emperor Xuan Sha

Chapter 739: Chapter 739: The Genius Emperor Xuan Sha

"The ancestral divine beast is here. Ye Qingcheng, where is your item?" Zhongshan asked.

The ancestral divine beast in Zhongshan's arms leapt out, puffing up its small chest. Countless onlookers watched this scene, and when they saw the tiny furball, almost everyone was in shock. This little thing was the ancestral divine beast? The nineteenth-ranked divine beast in the Great Thousand World?

It was hard to see any formidable traits in this small furball, but countless female cultivators' eyes lit up, wishing they could hold the ancestral divine beast in their arms and cuddle it, as its appearance was simply too adorable.

Staring at the ancestral divine beast, Ye Qingcheng confirmed its authenticity. With a wave of his hand, eleven immortal steles suddenly fell onto the Black Sea. Supported by some magical force, the steles did not sink into the water.

"Gentlemen, how about letting me guard the immortal steles and the ancestral divine beast? The final victor will claim them," Tian Xiaozi suggested with a smile.

"No need!" Ye Qingcheng shook his head.

With a wave of his hand, he produced a floating island and placed it on the Black Sea. He placed the immortal steles on it and pushed it to a distant corner.

The floating island, Ye Qingcheng, and Zhongshan formed a triangular arrangement. Clearly, this was a neutral platform. Ye Qingcheng did not trust Tian Xiaozi.

Being refused, Tian Xiaozi touched his nose, maintaining his smile, but a cold gleam flashed in his eyes. Fiind updated novels at novelhall.com

With a sweep of his divine sense, Zhongshan confirmed the floating island was safe. With a wave of his hand, the ancestral divine beast 'whooshed' onto the floating island.

The ancestral divine beast was very intelligent, and its speed was astonishing, causing even some celestial realm experts to furrow their brows.

"Alright, let's begin!" Ye Qingcheng declared solemnly.

With Ye Qingcheng's word, the duel officially began.

Tian Xiaozi's figure flickered as he exited the Black Sea, leaving only the parties of Zhongshan and Ye Qingcheng on the Black Sea. The true battle was about to commence.

Everyone held their breath.

"For the first of three battles, Ye Qingcheng, you may start," Zhongshan said with a smile.

Ye Qingcheng nodded, and a man in red, holding a sword, stepped forward from behind him. Ye Qingcheng retreated slightly with another person.

Zhongshan looked at Emperor Xuan Sha, who nodded in return. Zhongshan's dragon throne moved backward.

In the center of the Black Sea, only two people remained: Emperor Xuan Sha and the man in red with a sword.

"That's Hong Jian Daojun from the Dao Le Realm. His swordsmanship is unparalleled, with few rivals in the underworld. For two thousand years, it's said only Ye Qingcheng could surpass him in swordsmanship. He's extremely powerful!" an experienced onlooker shouted.

"This white-robed man is in for a tough fight!"

"A tough fight? That unknown white-robed man can't possibly be a match for Hong Jian Daojun!"

"I've heard Hong Jian Daojun is extremely ruthless. I wonder how the white-robed man will die?"

"The white-robed man is doomed!"

Emperor Xuan Sha looked at Hong Jian Daojun and smiled faintly, showing no fear. He had once torn apart celestial beings with his bare hands; why would he fear Hong Jian Daojun?

The only one here who could make Emperor Xuan Sha cautious was Ye Qingcheng, and that was because of the Immortal Slaying Sword in his hand.

However, Zhongshan had discussed this with Emperor Xuan Sha before coming. Winning or losing was not important; what mattered was time. Emperor Xuan Sha's task was merely to buy time.

Emperor Xuan Sha disdained such things but didn't feel it was beneath him. After all, these people weren't worth his concern. It was just a game.

Hong Jian Daojun stared in shock at Emperor Xuan Sha. Cutting through space with his bare hands? What kind of monster was this?

The scene fell into a stalemate.

Everyone had already realized that this white-robed man was hiding his true strength. He was extremely capable. Hong Jian Daojun was in trouble; it would be impressive if he could even avoid defeat.

Ye Qingcheng, seeing Emperor Xuan Sha's move, narrowed his eyes. He knew that the strength Emperor Xuan Sha just displayed was something he could do himself, and he was well aware that Hong Jian Daojun was no match for Emperor Xuan Sha. But Ye Qingcheng did not recall Hong Jian Daojun because he wanted to test Emperor Xuan Sha's limits.

The countless onlookers had long stopped discussing, holding their breath as they watched. The fight was too exciting!

Hong Jian Daojun looked at Emperor Xuan Sha with a serious expression, unsure of what to do next. Meanwhile, Emperor Xuan Sha smiled faintly and said, "Since you've already given your best, it's my turn to strike back!"

As he spoke, Emperor Xuan Sha flipped his hand, producing a copper hammer.

Seeing the copper hammer, nearly everyone was stunned. Was this his weapon?

No, it wasn't his weapon. Emperor Xuan Sha threw the copper hammer into a blaze that suddenly appeared in his palm. The hammer quickly melted, and under Emperor Xuan Sha's control, it began to take the shape of a long sword.

This scene left everyone astonished.

"What is he doing?"

"Forging a sword!"

The onlookers were dumbfounded. Forging a sword in the middle of a battle? Was he crazy? Only when the sword was finally shaped did they understand.

"The Great Hong Sword? Is that white-robed man forging a Great Hong Sword identical to Hong Jian Daojun's?" someone exclaimed.

Indeed, in no time, Emperor Xuan Sha held a sword identical to Hong Jian Daojun's.

"Watch this!" Emperor Xuan Sha said with a smile.

With that, he slashed with the newly forged sword, creating a rift in the air that tore towards Hong Jian Daojun.

Seeing Emperor Xuan Sha's swordsmanship, Ye Qingcheng's pupils contracted. Hong Jian Daojun's pupils also shrank, and below, Tian Xiaozi's eyes widened. Many distinguished figures who had been watching from a distance suddenly stood up.

"The Great Hong Sword Technique? That white-robed man is using the Great Hong Sword Technique?"

"How can that be? The Great Hong Sword Technique was created by Hong Jian Daojun!"

"Did he steal Hong Jian Daojun's sword technique?"

"Steal?"

People were once again shocked by Emperor Xuan Sha's strength.

The most shocked of all was Hong Jian Daojun. He realized with horror that the white-robed man before him was not only proficient in the Great Hong Sword Technique but seemed even more skilled than he was.

How could this be? This was his own creation, yet after just a day of observation and seeing him use it once, the white-robed man had mastered it to such an extent? It seemed impossible.

"No, it's impossible!" Hong Jian Daojun shouted, unable to accept the reality. He prided himself as a genius, having created the Great Hong Sword Technique. Throughout history, those who could create such extraordinary sword techniques were all exceptionally talented. The Great Hong Sword Technique had 3,600 forms, incredibly complex. Others would need at least half a year to grasp even the basics. He was a sword genius, unrivaled in swordsmanship except by Ye Qingcheng.

But Emperor Xuan Sha's single slash shattered Hong Jian Daojun's confidence. How could this be? He had only seen the technique once, yet he had grasped its essence? Using a newly forged sword, he reached a level Hong Jian Daojun himself hadn't achieved?

A genius? Was he even more of a genius than himself? No, it couldn't be true, it couldn't be!