With the emergence of Changsun Fengye's second personality, the situation underwent a dramatic transformation.
Everyone gasped, their faces changing drastically.
Many stood up, clearly frightened.
Merely at the early stage of the Elemental Infant Realm, Changsun Fengye's displayed strength was already on par with the peak of the same realm.
Had Changsun Fengye not proposed a battle within the same realm, Chen Qingyuan would have certainly been defeated.
That's what everyone thought, including the old clan leader Song Wenxian, who was hiding in the shadows.
"The forbidden technique of Piaomiao Palace, to think someone actually mastered it and could even wield it, unbelievable."
Song Wenxian knew the terror and strangeness of this forbidden technique and was amazed by Changsun Fengye's talent and temperament.
"Even with Changsun Fengye suppressing his realm, Little Chen is likely to lose."
Watching the direction of the platform, Song Wenxian thought to himself.
"Just admit defeat if you can't win, don't be stubborn to the end."
Song Ningyan clenched her hands tightly, worried that Chen Qingyuan would be injured in this battle, her eyes flickering with concern as she murmured to herself.
Everyone felt that Chen Qingyuan was going to lose, but what happened next would shatter their expectations and make them acutely aware of Chen Qingyuan's abnormality.
"If you're serious, don't blame me for not holding back."
Chen Qingyuan took a few more hits from Changsun Fengye, his body swollen and in pain, grimacing.
"Don't hold back at all, I'd be very happy if you could kill me."
Changsun Fengye now seemed like a madman, his expression eerie, his smile sinister.
"Happy to kill you? Your tastes are truly twisted!"
Sooner or later, Chen Qingyuan had to reveal some of his true abilities, so he decided not to hide anymore, and a vision of a Golden Elixir appeared above his head.
A perfect, flawless golden sphere, like a blazing sun, with countless laws circulating on it, each strand representing a different path of the great Dao.
Whoosh!
Seeing this vision of the Golden Elixir, the old fellows sitting high up couldn't keep calm and stood up, their expressions shocked.
"A Holy Grade Golden Elixir!"
The higher-ups from both families exclaimed with wide eyes.
After a moment of shock, everyone quickly regained their composure. Although Holy Grade Golden Elixirs were rare, they did appear in every era.
"No, this isn't an ordinary Holy Grade Golden Elixir, it's reached the pinnacle of perfection."
Golden Elixirs were divided into Low, Medium, High, Earth, Heaven, and Holy Grades.
Each level had its own subtle distinctions.
A Holy Grade perfect Golden Elixir was considered the first of its kind in the Northern Wilderness of this era.
"Incredible."
Everyone took a closer look at Chen Qingyuan's Golden Elixir vision and noticed the traces of the circulation of ten thousand laws, flawless indeed.
"To be taken as a personal disciple by Vice Dean Yu, truly extraordinary."
Clan Leader Song Xiufeng thought to himself, gaining a direct understanding of Chen Qingyuan's talent. He thought of how he managed the vast Song Family, and even his foundation, crafted in his youth, was only a Golden Elixir of excellent Heavenly Grade, unable to take half a step further.
That half step, like a chasm, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cross it.
Song Wenxian had not revealed Chen Qingyuan's true origins to any of the clan members, the matter was too significant to disclose for the time being, thinking to himself: "With a Holy Grade perfect Golden Elixir foundation, as long as he doesn't die young, he's bound to become one of the strongest beings of this era."
The rumored head of the Dao Yi Academy was based on a Holy Grade Golden Elixir. That person, sweeping the Northern Wilderness without any rivals, has now disappeared for over five thousand years, whereabouts unknown.
"Indeed, the person I've set my sights on, truly thrilling!"
Changsun Fengye's smile was very strange, dense forbidden Dao Marks spreading from the corners of his eyes to various parts of his face, looking extremely fierce and terrifying.
His voice, like a demon suppressed in the endless abyss, roared lowly, mixed with a few ghostly laughs, striking at the soul.
No wonder Chen Qingyuan sensed danger the first time he saw Changsun Fengye; this guy was not normal, a true freak.
"Hey! If we keep fighting, I won't be holding back anymore."
Chen Qingyuan didn't want to reveal too much of his trump cards, seeing if he could force Changsun Fengye to take a step back.
Hearing Chen Qingyuan's words, Changsun Fengye was not only undeterred but even more excited, his pupils dilating: "Don't hold back at all, come on, kill me."
You…
This guy is a lunatic, what kind of twisted request is that!
Chen Qingyuan really couldn't understand the temperament of Changsun Fengye's second personality and had no choice but to fight on.
Under normal circumstances, how gentle and refined Changsun Fengye was, holding a folding fan, dressed in white, like a banished immortal fallen to the mortal world.
His other side was also an extreme, bloodthirsty by nature, fearless of death, even longing for a peer who could kill him.
"This is your own doing."
In a battle within the same realm, Chen Qingyuan had never been bested.
Back then, in the ancient tower of Dao Yi Academy, he fought his way up. First, he took hits, then solidified every realm of his own, and managed to defeat the opponents evolved from the tower's laws.
"Boom!"
The vision of the Golden Elixir instantly returned to Chen Qingyuan's body, signifying he was ready for a serious battle.
As for using the might of the Holy Grade Golden Elixir's vision, that was reserved for life-and-death battles, not suitable for now.
Clang—
The black sword in Chen Qingyuan's hand trembled, like a phoenix crying to the heavens, startling everyone present, their expressions changing dramatically.
Subsequently, an anomaly occurred outside the platform. The swords of all sword cultivators, regardless of their owners' control, flew to the edge of the platform, trembling incessantly.
Even those powerful sword cultivators found abnormal law fluctuations in their treasured swords. Not wanting to damage the swords' spiritual wisdom, they dared not forcefully suppress it, allowing the swords to act instinctively.
In an instant, thousands of swords of varying quality hovered in the void, their sword light piercing the sky, their might spreading for miles, nearly lifting the roof of the Song Family's front hall.
"Go!"
Chen Qingyuan stood aloft, thrusting a sword from afar.
Hum—
A sword light containing the might of Chen Qingyuan's Golden Elixir foundation surged toward Changsun Fengye like a colossal wave. Unfortunately, the might of the thousands of swords outside the platform was blocked by the barrier and couldn't enter.
Even so, such a spectacular scene shocked everyone, their expressions unable to hide their amazement.
"Control!"
Changsun Fengye's first personality was proficient in Sword Dao, but not his second. He had already thrown his sword aside, charging forward with a pair of flesh and blood fists.
Body cultivation!
This path was extremely arduous, and it was difficult for each era to produce a true Mahayana body cultivator. However, if one could reach Mahayana, their combat power would be exceedingly high, surpassing that of sword cultivators.
Body cultivators could forge every inch of their skin to be as hard as top-grade Dao weapons, pluck a single hair to become the sharpest weapon in the world.
With each punch, they could shatter a star, unleashing the purest power of the body.
"Boom!"
A loud boom, the platform directly shattered, breaking apart. Then, thick smoke billowed, engulfing every corner of the platform, obscuring the view for those outside.
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