C104 The Flames Were on Full Display!

Qin Buyi sensed an immense danger emanating from the Yin Yang Fish. A misstep could result in severe injuries, at the very least. With no room for overconfidence, Qin Buyi gripped the Killing Saber tightly, his eyes ablaze with combativeness.

"Killing Swordsmanship: Death Domain!" he declared. A shadowy expanse rapidly unfurled across the arena, radiating from Qin Buyi at its epicenter.

"Killing Swordsmanship: Extermination!" The blood moon ascended once more above the center of the arena, casting its crimson glow over the entire stage.

Amidst the blood moon's eerie light, Qin Buyi stood firm as an endless stream of Killing Saber phantoms coalesced around him.

"Slice!" he commanded, and a multitude of Killing Saber phantoms hurtled towards Sha Jian.

"Coalesce!" Qin Buyi instructed. Before him, the phantoms merged into a nearly tangible, blood-red shadow of the Killing Saber.

"Killing Swordsmanship: Soul Dispersing!" Divine Consciousness surged from his sea of consciousness, infusing the blood-red Killing Saber shadow with its power. The deathly aura of the dark domain followed suit, blending into the shadow.

In an instant, the shadow's form underwent a dramatic transformation, now partitioned equally into dark, blood-red, and golden segments. The altered Killing Saber phantom radiated an intense desire to kill as it launched an assault on Sha Jian's sea of consciousness.

"Killing Swordsmanship: Slaughter!" Qin Buyi conjured yet another blood-red Killing Saber phantom before him. Grasping it in his left hand, he flipped the blade and, with a powerful flick, sent the vibrating, blood-red shadow slicing through the air towards Sha Jian.

"Whoosh!" The phantom saber traced a trail of sonic booms through the sky.

But Qin Buyi wasn't done. Clutching the true Killing Saber, he bellowed, "Killing Swordsmanship: Obliteration, Immortal Slashing!" The saber's blade sang out a relentless chorus of metallic rings, "Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!" The blade darkened to a deep black, exuding a fierce killing intent, while a transient blood-red hue flickered at its core.

Qin Buyi unleashed two swift strikes, and twin beams of blade light sprang forth.

One blade light was a mix of the tangible and the ethereal.

The other was a deep, unfathomable black, radiating an overwhelmingly dominant presence.

Both blade lights zeroed in on the Yin Yang Fish, hurtling toward their target.

Mid-flight, they entwined like a pair of flood dragons, beginning to fuse.

In the blink of an eye, they coalesced into a single, dark blade light with a hint of blood-red.

This crimson-tinged blade light pulsed with a potent aura of annihilation.

Qin Buyi executed his flurry of attacks in the span of a heartbeat.

A moment before, Sha Jian had been brimming with confidence; the next, he was besieged by Qin Buyi's relentless assault.

His face contorted in shock at the sight of the combined might of the Obliteration Saber Technique and the Immortal Slashing Saber Technique.

"How... How can your saber technique be so formidable? This is impossible!"

"What kind of saber technique is this, capable of unleashing such fearsome combat power at the Combination Stage?"

The First Prince, observing from below the arena, rose to his feet, his eyes betraying a hint of wariness.

Even he, who had perfected the Tribulation Crossing, sensed a deep unease in the face of Qin Buyi's strike.

Wang Chengfeng and Ying Ye stood simultaneously, their gazes locked in disbelief on the unfolding scene above:

"Who is this man, and how does he possess such a potent legacy?"

After a weighty silence, Ying Ye turned to Wang Chengfeng and declared, "Dean Wang, the battle is over."

Wang Chengfeng, mouth agape, struggled to find words, finally conceding, "Indeed, it is over."

Their seasoned judgment told them that under Qin Buyi's ferocious and fearsome onslaught, Sha Jian stood no chance of survival.

Ying Ye, with a steely gaze upon Qin Buyi, intoned, "In the third round, he must be eliminated. Should he live, he'll become a grave concern for us all."

Wang Chengfeng responded, "For the third round, I'll assign Lie Huo, the top-ranked among the Eight Great Advanced Mentors, to engage him."

"Lie Huo has long achieved perfection in Tribulation Crossing. With his extensive cultivation, it's likely he's on the cusp of entering the Mahayana Stage."

A flicker of intrigue passed through Ying Ye's eyes as he remarked, "The Half Step Mahayana Stage, huh?"

Those who have reached the Half Step Mahayana Stage have already conquered the most challenging step of the Mahayana Stage.

What remains is the relentless refinement of oneself. Once perfected, breaking through to the Mahayana Stage will come naturally.

Practitioners at the Half Step Mahayana Stage are regarded as treasures within the Ming Dynasty.

Given enough time, it's inevitable that the Ming Dynasty will see the rise of another Mahayana Stage expert.

Ying Ye's gaze shifted to the distant Ying Zhi, who appeared as serene as a still pond, seemingly unfazed by Qin Buyi's offensive.

Yet beneath that calm exterior, Ying Zhi's heart was a tumultuous sea, his outward composure a mere facade.

Internally, Ying Zhi marveled, "Mr. Qin's fearsome swordsmanship is just as captivating the second time around."

Ying Ye communicated telepathically with Ying Zhi, "Third brother, impressive strategy in finding such a prodigy to aid you. My congratulations."

His voice, however, was devoid of any genuine congratulatory sentiment. Ying Zhi turned to Ying Ye and replied coolly,

"If big brother were to treat others with sincerity, he too could attract such talent."

He paused, then added with a hint of sarcasm, "Oh, but I forgot. Even without sincerity, big brother has no shortage of people willing to pledge their loyalty."

"I should be the one congratulating you, big brother. To have Wang Chengfeng, a Mahayana Stage monarch, willingly serve you—what do I even compare to?"

Stung by Ying Zhi's sarcasm, Ying Ye fell silent, and both shifted their attention back to the arena.

Meanwhile, in the midst of the arena, Sha Jian gripped his sword, tracing a protective circle around himself, capturing all incoming assaults within its arc.

"Clang!"

The first to dissipate was the high-speed, blood-red phantom of the Killing Saber.

"Clang!"

The Divine Consciousness attack, a product of Soul Dispersing, halted just an inch from Sha Jian.

With deft precision, Sha Jian pinched the blood-red phantom of the Killing Saber between two fingers, thwarting the Divine Consciousness assault.

"Snap!"

With a forceful pinch, the blood-red phantom of the Killing Saber, formed from Soul Dispersing, shattered into nothingness.

The sword circle, born from the long sword, swiftly expanded, encapsulating every shadow of the Killing Saber within the blood moon.

"Clang!" "Clang!"

"Clang!"...

In less than the time it takes to draw a breath, every shadow of the Killing Saber within the blood moon had vanished.

Sha Jian didn't relax; his face grew even more stern.

The earlier assaults from Qin Buyi were mere trifles to him, hardly worth his concern.

It was Qin Buyi's final two slashes that posed a real threat.

"Clang!"

At that moment, a blade light tinged with blood-red darkness struck the Yin Yang Fish.

"Clang!"

The sound of steel clashing echoed, sending shivers down one's spine.

"Clang!"

The dark blade light met the Yin Yang Fish, and a deadlock ensued.

Seeing this, Sha Jian exhaled lightly: "Is it blocked?"

Had that strike not been intercepted, the consequences were all too clear without even thinking.

Qin Buyi, gripping the Killing Saber, bellowed, "Shatter!"

"Clang!"

The blade of the Killing Saber trembled, emitting a resonant cry.

Following the cry of the blade, the might of the pitch-black blade light surged, tripling in intensity.