Chapter 111: Witnesses of the Times (Part 8)

One...two...three...
Until Su Chen encountered his first top genius of the Eastern Wilderness.
Thunder Sound Holy Land, Lei Tianxin
A bald monk with squinting eyes, draped in a simple cassock, held a staff in one hand and crossed the other over his chest.
Su Chen glanced up at him.
Hidden beneath his body was a terrifying power capable of tearing everything apart; his cultivation had reached the peak of the Profound Realm, just one step away from the Void Realm, like Su Chen himself.
“Thunder Elephant Saint Body...Thunder Sound Holy Land has produced an extraordinary figure this generation!”
Compared to Mu Wunian of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, Lei Tianxin was clearly far stronger; the two were simply not in the same league.
Su Chen sighed inwardly. This would be his first time facing a Saint Body-level prodigy head-on!
The Returning Dust Sword trembled for the first time, resonating and revealing its own sharpness.
"Please, benefactor."
Lei Tianxin made a gesture, signifying the start of the battle.
At the same moment, Lei Tianxin's eyes flashed with purple lightning, the entire battlefield was filled with thunder, and the phantom of an ancient thunder elephant appeared, like an ancient god appearing in the present era.
Su Chen, wielding the Guichen Sword, merged his sword comprehension from three lifetimes into one, briefly stepping into a brand new sword dao domain. The area he was in was the sword dao domain, within which the sword dao reigned supreme!
Pillars of light pierced through the vast ocean of thunder, Lei Tianxin swung his fist, his physical body radiating golden light. His physique had been honed to an extreme, comparable to an ancient divine beast. A single punch shattered space itself; even a Void Realm cultivator would be reduced to blood mist under this blow—truly terrifying.
The Thunder Sound Holy Land was once illustrious, its body-forging method hailed as one of the ten strongest. Unfortunately, with the changing times, a portion of its body-forging techniques was lost, and the gradual replacement of body cultivators by magic cultivators led to this behemoth being relegated to the Eastern Region.
Facing Su Chen's sword energy, Lei Tianxin directly tore it apart with his hand. The blood seeping from his palm was surprisingly golden, and in an instant, the injuries caused by the sword energy were completely healed. He then plunged headlong into Su Chen's sword domain.
Although body cultivation had declined, its beliefs remained unwavering.
Within Su Chen's sword domain, Lei Tianxin tore it apart with his hand, lightning erupting as he clashed with the indelible sword energy. However, even with his invincible divine power, he was too late.
The two clashed in an instant. In that instant, Lei Tianxin failed to reach Su Chen's physical body. What greeted him was an unparalleled sword light. The purple lightning of the entire world turned gray, like a frozen painting.
"Return to Dust!"
A storm of sword energy swept through, and Lei Tianxin raised his hand. His staff, accompanied by a thunderous aura, transformed into a barrier, colliding with the unparalleled sword light.
"Body cultivators...in the end, they've fallen!"
With a soft sigh, Lei Tianxin's staff shattered, and his body was severed at the waist by the sword energy, blood staining the ground.
The arrival of a powerful figure from the Thunder Sound Holy Land allowed him to use his divine power to reassemble Lei Tianxin's body. Lei Tianxin, pale-faced, left expressionlessly.
Su Chen watched Lei Tianxin leave, then closed his Return to Dust sword. A sudden, extreme weakness washed over him. He walked off the stage, his expression unchanged, but inwardly he smiled bitterly: "Body cultivators...they really are tough..."
That sword strike just now felt like it had struck ancient celestial gold, indestructible. Had the sword intent of the Returning Dust Sword not been sharp enough, it might not have broken through Lei Tianxin's defenses.
But...that was all.
Lei Tianxin's defeat astonished many prodigies. Lei Tianxin's Thunder Elephant Sacred Body, in this era, was undoubtedly among the most elite prodigies, yet he had been defeated by this young man from the Central Continent.
Su Chen looked towards another battlefield. On the other side, a spirited young man sat cross-legged, having already finished his battle. Noticing Su Chen's gaze, he raised his head and nodded at him.
"Such terrifying martial intent!"
With just one glance, Su Chen was certain that this was the trump card of those old monsters from the Eastern Region!
They were confident that this young man would definitely defeat them!
Entering the Dao Realm!
This was definitely a monstrous genius who had stepped into the Entering the Dao Realm!
Su Chen took a deep breath, suppressing his fighting spirit. Such a figure required him to recover to his peak before he could truly fight him!
The young man understood Su Chen's thoughts, and the two of them awaited this epic duel without prior agreement!
A week later, Su Chen opened his eyes.
“Tianxu Holy Land, Ling Wuyai”
“Zhongzhou Wang Family, Wang Chen!”
Ling Wuyai nodded: “I will defeat you, and then challenge Wang Yunfei.”
His tone was calm, seemingly never taking Su Chen seriously.
Su Chen smiled. He wouldn't be angered by being slighted. This opponent's path to martial arts was even more steadfast than the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land. He was an incredibly powerful opponent, worthy of respect.
Without a word, the two acted in perfect unison. Su Chen drew his Returning Dust Sword, and Ling Wuyai casually pulled a divine sword from the air. The sword energy of both swords crisscrossed, their powerful sword intent tearing through the battlefield.
"Returning Dust!"
"Sword Ruins!"
Su Chen's sword intent was suppressed by a terrifying force—a sword style never before seen.
Su Chen abandoned his sword, transforming it into a palm strike. Ling Wuyai followed suit, their palm strikes surging like dazzling fireworks. They then changed their palms into fists, wielding spears, their blade energy overwhelming...
On the stage, some elders watched this evenly matched battle.
"What is Ling Wuyai doing? With his strength, defeating someone who hasn't fully grasped the Dao Realm shouldn't be this difficult."
"He's...helping that little brat from the Wang family integrate all martial arts and forge his own path? Has he gone mad? This is an enemy! Why is he feeding that little brat from the Wang family his moves?"
"Ling Wuyai, truly worthy of being the supreme genius of the Heavenly Ruins Holy Land. Is this the demeanor and pride of a supreme genius?"
"..."
Su Chen gradually became engrossed in his fight with Ling Wuyai. His nine lifetimes had traversed a complex and varied path, each different. The opportunities he had gained from life-and-death experiences in his previous lives became increasingly clear at this moment.
Su Chen sensed a seed gradually forming within his body. Countless martial arts insights and wills converged and solidified, revealing a belief that "the world is wrong, but I am not." The path of martial arts had become nothing more than a battle of conviction!
As a golden seed formed, Su Chen felt his entire martial arts path gradually becoming clearer. The martial arts techniques he once used were now effortless, and the path ahead was no longer uncertain. He... would eventually step into the supreme realm, surpassing all living beings!
"Thank you for helping me achieve Dao. I, Wang Chen, owe you a favor!"
Su Chen understood. Ling Wuyai was lending him a helping hand, helping him break through the barrier of the Dao Entry Realm and embark on his own path!
Ling Wuyai smiled slightly: "You haven't disappointed me. In the next battle, don't hold back!"
Entering the Dao... signifies embarking on the path of enlightenment. On this path, only one person can reach the end.
This is the purest battle of martial arts!
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