Pay to Cultivate Immortality? My Sect is Completely Free - Chapter 157

Chapter 157: Xiao Yan’s True Strength—A Bold Assault Against the Nascent Soul

“Boom! Boom! Boom!!”

After a short while, the two had exchanged several hundred blows.

A Divine Transformation expert spoke up with a hint of regret in his voice, “It’s a pity. Xiao Yan’s realm is still a bit too low. If he had reached the peak of Golden Core, this battle might have been his breakthrough fight that made him famous!”

Others nodded in agreement. At this stage, everyone could see clearly.

Wu Yong had gradually taken an absolute advantage!

In terms of raw power, Xiao Yan could hold his own, but his speed was suppressed!

Once speed is suppressed and strength is roughly equal, it’s hard to turn the tide.

After all, the two were separated by a significant realm gap—something Xiao Yan couldn’t overcome.

“This Xiao Yan is going to lose!”

“Alas, he really is a prodigy, but in the end, his realm is just too low. He’s no match for a Nascent Soul cultivator!”

“Such a shame—such an extraordinary talent having to stop here. I wonder if it will affect his resolve?”

“He’s already very strong. In ten years, when he reaches the peak of Golden Core, he will definitely be able to challenge Nascent Soul cultivators!”

“For some reason, I’m hoping for a miracle…”

…

As time wore on, the battle shifted dramatically.

*Pfft!*

Suddenly, Wu Yong’s blade slashed down, knocking the Mysterious Iron Ruler from Xiao Yan’s hand.

“Eldest Senior Brother is awesome! (Voice breaks)”

“Heavenly Dao Sect is definitely going to lose this time!”

“Eldest Senior Brother, take down nine at once and wipe them all out!”

……….

The cultivators of the Sacred Tiger Sect shouted excitedly, their cheers unending!

“You lost!”

Wu Yong’s words were icy cold, as if declaring a verdict.

“That’s right. You’re strong, but you’re still no match for me!”

“If your speed were just a little faster, maybe you’d be worthy of a real fight against me!”

His words were filled with pride, but deep down he breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, he hadn’t lost to Xiao Yan!

Otherwise, a proud Nascent Soul prodigy like him losing to a Golden Core cultivator would have been a huge embarrassment!

From then on, whenever people mentioned him, all they’d think about was how he became Xiao Yan’s stepping stone…

“Heh heh!”

On the other side, Xiao Yan only gave a slight smile, ignoring Wu Yong’s declaration.

“Do you really think that was my true speed?” Xiao Yan said slowly.

“Hmm?” Wu Yong furrowed his brow slightly, puzzled.

Everyone else was left completely confused. Could Xiao Yan possibly have some hidden trump card?

“This battle, Third Junior Brother has won.”

Only Zhuge Feng smiled slightly. After witnessing the fierce clash between the two moments ago, he had already drawn his conclusion.

If anyone among the Heavenly Dao Sect disciples truly understood Xiao Yan, it was definitely him!

“All this time, to sharpen myself as I move forward, I’ve been training while carrying heavy burdens,” Xiao Yan said with a slight curve to his lips.

The next moment—

With a muffled bang, Xiao Yan stomped his foot on the ground. From his arms and legs, several pieces of special metal iron shattered and fell down.

“Boom!”

The iron shards hit the ground, erupting with a thunderous crash and kicking up clouds of dust.

“Th-This… this is Heavy Profound Iron!”

Some onlookers gasped coldly as they stared at the metal fragments on the floor.

Heavy Profound Iron is an exceptionally dense and extraordinarily heavy special metal—its weight is truly staggering!

“Each of these iron shards weighs as much as a mountain pressing down on him!”

“My god, there are seven pieces here. Does that mean Xiao Yan has been carrying the equivalent weight of seven mountains on his body all this time?”

“An ordinary Golden Core peak cultivator would probably be immobilized after carrying just one piece of this iron!”

“This is terrifying… absolutely terrifying! Is this guy a monster?””Is he even human?”

…

“Hiss!”

The crowd watching was dumbfounded by the scene.

Carrying the weight of seven mountains on his body, he acted as if it were nothing at all.

It left everyone speechless—he was truly a monster among monsters!

“Not good!”

Wu Yong’s expression shifted slightly. Seizing the moment while Xiao Yan hadn’t yet drawn his weapon, he decisively charged forward.

But unfortunately, it was too late.

Xiao Yan’s figure flickered, moving at an incredible speed, vanishing completely from Wu Yong’s sight.

When he reappeared, Xiao Yan was already behind him.

“Now, whose speed is faster?”

“Boom!”

Xiao Yan’s fist slammed down. Caught off guard, Wu Yong was struck hard, blood spraying as he was sent flying backward.

“Pfft!”

Fresh blood splattered, staining the stage red.

“Damn it!”

Wu Yong bit his teeth, his face twisted in rage!

He had thought victory was assured, but never expected Xiao Yan still had hidden strength!

Truly a monster!

“Kill!”

“Boom!”

Wu Yong roared fiercely, his entire body surging with spiritual energy.

*Whoosh!*

With one hand, he drew the remaining large blade from his back. The two blades merged into one, and a sharp, overwhelming blade aura surged outward.

“Ancestral Tiger Sovereign, transform into the ghostly spirit; Nine Heavens Mysterious Kill, aid me in slaying my enemy!”

Wu Yong shouted, his voice thunderous and resonating throughout the arena!

This was the Sacred Tiger Sect’s supreme secret technique, allowing him to summon the phantom souls of his sect’s ancestors to empower himself!

In an instant, Wu Yong’s aura surged wildly, and an overwhelming might suddenly erupted from him.

Xiao Yan remained unfazed. Stretching out his hand, the Mysterious Iron Ruler reappeared in his grasp.

“I possess a ruler that can open the heavens and cleave the earth!”

*Hum!*

Holding the ruler with both hands, he swung it forward, striking down as though to split the very world itself.

The two ultimate techniques collided.

*Boom!*

The heavens and earth trembled, and ripples spread outward like waves stirred in water, rapidly expanding.

*Rumble! Rumble!*

As these ripples reached the defensive formation encircling the arena, massive explosions erupted, engulfing the entire stage in a blinding haze.

“Who won?”

The crowd held their breath, anxiously awaiting the outcome of the fierce battle.

When the ripples finally faded away,

“Hiss….”

The crowd collectively inhaled sharply, overtaken by an inexplicable shock.

On the arena stage, Wu Yong knelt on one bent right knee.

Pain twisted his face, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

The great blade in his hand had broken into two pieces, and the palm gripping the hilt was covered in wounds!

In contrast, Xiao Yan stood calmly on the stage, holding the Mysterious Iron Ruler with a steady demeanor.

“I’ve lost!”

Wu Yong remained silent for a moment before speaking slowly, his voice hoarse and heavy with defeat.

He didn’t lose to a peer from the Nascent Soul Realm, but to a… Golden Core Realm cultivator!

He had become the very person who would be famous throughout the world because of this loss, the one publicly defeated!

He was, after all, useless!