Chapter 217
King Yuanying wasn’t foolish enough to act personally. However, after years of battling demons, although he had never practiced demonic arts, he had accumulated a fair number of demonic secrets. Silently killing a Spirit Seed Realm cultivator wasn’t exactly difficult.
Moreover, he didn’t need it to be completely silent. As long as he could prevent Ye Ruoshui from fighting Jian Chen at her full strength, it would count as a success.
Even if the Sacred Court discovered his actions, he would have already fled by then. Once he took refuge in the Tower of All Saints, the Sacred Court would be powerless against him.
And the championship of the trial competition couldn’t be revoked, so it would serve as a sufficient explanation, allowing him to pass this ordeal.
The only loss would be his position as a Sacred Court elder.
“Ah, just my luck!”
King Yuanying sighed softly, then evaded the perception of the Seventeenth Water Spirit King and secretly tossed out a talisman.
This was one of the Six Paths of Demonic Evil, the Soul-Shattering Talisman of the Red Dust Path. Its power wasn’t particularly strong, but it could significantly weaken the target’s spirit for a short period.
The path of cultivation revolves around three elements: essence, energy, and spirit.
If any one of these is weakened, Ye Ruoshui wouldn’t be able to unleash her full combat power, which would be enough for Jian Chen to secure victory.
It wasn’t that he didn’t have more powerful talismans, but using them too conspicuously might lead to discovery.
Although he was mentally prepared for the possibility of exposure, he still preferred to stay in the Holy Academy if possible.
After all, the identity of a Holy Academy elder was too precious, bringing him endless benefits.
Without the status of a Holy Academy elder, even as a king, what could he do?
In the face of behemoths like the Sacred Land families, he was merely a pawn.
“We must start the finals as soon as possible to avoid complications!”
King Yuanying’s gaze turned cold.
His cultivation was higher, his strength greater, and as the chief supervisor appointed by the Holy Academy, he could make decisions on detailed matters independently. The Seventeenth Water Spirit King could only offer suggestions, not vetoes.
Seeing King Yuanying suddenly decide to advance the finals, the Seventeenth Water Spirit King thought to himself, “Ah! This trial is really not going well. I should report this to the First Seat to prevent any mishaps.”
With this in mind, he turned to King Yuanying and cupped his hands, saying, “Fellow Daoist Yuan, I have an urgent matter to attend to and must leave for a moment. Please keep an eye on things here.”
Hearing this, King Yuanying knew that the Seventeenth Water Spirit King was likely going to seek reinforcements. If he really brought the First Seat here, his schemes would surely be discovered prematurely.
“Is that really necessary? The finals are about to start, and the outcome will likely be decided soon. What matter is so urgent, Fellow Daoist?”
The Seventeenth Water Spirit King hit a soft wall, growing more anxious, but with King Yuanying not allowing him to leave, he had no choice but to stay and be extra vigilant to prevent any accidents.
On the Sky-Mirror, new text appeared.
Finals: Ye Ruoshui vs. Jian Chen.
According to past conventions, to allow the finalists ample time to rest, the finals were to be held seven days after the semifinals.
But this time, the semifinals had just ended, and the finalists hadn’t even had an hour to rest before the announcement for the finals was posted.
In just a moment.
Both combatants were teleported onto the arena.
“What’s going on?”
“Wasn’t the finals supposed to be in seven days?”
“Why is it different from last time?”
Ye Ruoshui, suddenly teleported, was also bewildered. She had just been informed that the finals were in seven days, and the next moment she was teleported here.
Most importantly, Lin Wanqiu hadn’t yet infused the Lunar Power into her body!
Ye Ruoshui clenched her fists, calming her slightly panicked emotions.
“You can do this, believe in yourself!”
On the other side, Jian Chen’s expression remained as calm as ever, seemingly unsurprised by this turn of events.
Before participating in the trial, the elders of the Sword Tomb had already told him that he would definitely win the championship this time, no matter what happened.
So, even when he saw Xiao Minghuang ranked first in the trial tower, he wasn’t worried about losing the championship.
As expected, Xiao Minghuang didn’t participate in the trial and went straight into the inner academy.
Now, two dark horses had emerged: Ye Ruoshui and Lin Wanqiu.
Even if they hadn’t fallen into the trap and turned against each other, so what?
His family elders would surely make all the necessary preparations to ensure his victory.
No accidents would occur!
Jian Chen silently affirmed in his heart.
Ye Ruoshui also glanced at the gray-robed young man across from her, a sense of inexplicable foreboding rising within her, as if something ominous was about to happen.
“The champion of this trial will be me!”
Jian Chen’s gaze turned icy, and his aura erupted abruptly, sharp and fierce like a blade.
“Don’t speak too soon. The outcome is still uncertain!”
Ye Ruoshui steadied her emotions, a fiery blaze igniting in her pupils.
Hum!
The dark gray longsword left its sheath, grasped firmly in Jian Chen’s hand. A destructive intent surged forth, filling the surroundings as the sword’s tip pointed directly at Ye Ruoshui.
“Enough talk. Let’s settle this with action!”
As soon as the words fell, a vast and overwhelming sword energy shot into the sky. Jian Chen’s figure seemed to grow taller, as if transforming into a peerless sword that had been unsheathed. An overbearing aura exuded from his entire being, as if looking down upon all living things!
Ye Ruoshui also instantly focused her mind. Spiritual energy surged around her, and a flame enveloped her body, forming a fiery feather robe that protected her from head to toe. Her figure, now also seemingly taller, resembled a blazing sun, radiating scorching light.
One red, one gray—one blazing, one cold. The moment the two figures clashed, it was as if two skies had collided!
Boom!
A deafening roar echoed in all directions. The entire arena trembled as if an earthquake had struck, sending visible ripples spreading outward.
Ye Ruoshui and Jian Chen were both sent flying backward. The floor beneath their feet cracked under the pressure, leaving deep marks.
“It’s a tie!”
“Ye Ruoshui has been hiding her strength!”
“The sword in Jian Chen’s hand is extraordinary… It seems to be a Heaven-tier treasure!”
Below the stage, the crowd stared intently at the two, discussing fervently.
On the arena.
“Your strength surpasses Qi Mingdao’s,” Jian Chen said.
Previously, when he had clashed with Qi Mingdao, although they had fought for a long time without a clear winner, it was because Qi Mingdao had unleashed the Divine Emperor’s divine abilities, allowing him to hold his own against Jian Chen.
However, Ye Ruoshui had not used any special divine abilities, yet she was evenly matched with him. This was undoubtedly due to her perfect fusion with the Primordial Fire, but it also spoke volumes about her profound foundation.
“That line should have been mine to say.”
Ye Ruoshui clenched her fist, the flames surrounding her body burning even more fiercely.
“You are indeed strong,” Jian Chen narrowed his eyes, the corners of which twitched slightly, “but in the end, the victor will be me!”
As he spoke, a vast and surging sword energy erupted from within him, condensing into a massive illusory sword shadow behind him. The sword energy swept across all directions, and an intense aura of slaughter emanated from it.
“The Nine Heavenly Swords—Fengtian Sword!”
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