Chapter 1103: Chapter 79 Disparate Battle_3
Yan Shi, who soared through the air, suddenly felt an unprecedented clarity in his mind. His True Qi surged out continuously, with no regard for his own defense, focusing all his battle aura into his attack. The yellow battle aura on the blade shone even brighter as he suddenly hacked down on the golden vortex.
Xuan Yuan halted in his tracks and looked at Yan Shi in surprise. The robust youth’s will to fight was so intense that he had forsaken life and death, reminding Xuan Yuan of his former self. The battle aura emitted by the youth had surpassed what someone of his age should have, revealing his full potential in a powerful attack. Appreciation flashed in Xuan Yuan’s eyes as he nodded silently.
With a thunderous noise, Yan Shi was knocked back spewing blood, his long knife, forged from Hundred Refined Steel, shattered to pieces. The Holy Judge also staggered back five steps, his golden robes slightly torn, a trace of blood seeping through, his face pale with astonishment in his eyes. That Yan Shi was even able to injure a Holy Judge of the Holy Church Court of Judgement was indeed a matter of pride.
Yan Li hurriedly caught his elder brother, and even with his Divine Power, he was forced back three steps before stabilizing his stance. In a flash of golden light, two Holy Judges darted before them, not giving them a chance to resist, their golden battle aura sealing their meridians.
Yan Shi’s injury caused Zhuo Yun, who had been restrained, great pain. Her eyes instantly reddened with tears; she yearned to rush over to Yan Shi’s side but found herself unable to move.
Xuan Yuan withdrew his gaze and continued walking toward Ah Dai. The robust True Qi emanating from the youth surprised him, as such pure qi was not something a twenty-year-old could possibly possess. Even at forty, Xuan Yuan had not been this advanced in his cultivation. Standing before Ah Dai, he silently observed him, the flow of robust True Qi kindling a spark of excitement in his eyes. "This child is indeed strong!" He thought. Not wanting to disturb Ah Dai’s meditative cultivation, Xuan Yuan leaped up and landed in front of Yan Shi and his brother, casually waving a hand, a white battle aura striking Yan Shi’s chest. Yan Shi shuddered, feeling a warm current clearing the congested qi in his chest, bringing relief throughout his body as a mouthful of sputum was expelled, feeling much more comfortable. He looked at Xuan Yuan, puzzled. Xuan Yuan signaled the two Holy Judges to step back. Glancing at Yan Li who was staring angrily at him, he casually lifted his hand, releasing the constraints on Yan Shi, and spoke indifferently, "You should know that your cultivation can’t possibly harm me. I have some questions for you, and I hope you will answer them truthfully."
Lowering his hostility from being healed by the opponent, Yan Shi responded calmly, "What do you want to know?"
Xuan Yuan said, "Tell me, what martial art is that boy who is still cultivating practicing? How can someone so young have such profound strength?"
A thought crossed Yan Shi’s mind; his intuition told him the white-robed elder was not someone sent by Sunset City to deal with them, he seemed to have no ill will towards them, just an interest in Ah Dai. Seeing Yan Shi did not answer, Xuan Yuan frowned and said, "You should be aware that I can take his life anytime. If you don’t speak, I will act now."
Yan Shi shivered and hurriedly said, "Don’t do it, I’ll tell you. My brother is practicing the Tian Gang Sword Sect’s ’Birth-Birth Decree.’ As for his current level of power, it naturally comes from arduous cultivation." Within the Tian Gang Sword Sect, aside from Xi Wen and other second-generation disciples, no one knew Ah Dai had received the Sword Saint of the Tian Gang’s energy transfer, and they were not aware of the Sword Saint’s demise. Before they left, Xi Wen had cautioned Ah Dai, so naturally, Ah Dai hadn’t told them either. What Yan Shi said was absolutely true to his knowledge.
Amazed, Xuan Yuan thought if the young man’s martial skills indeed came from his own hard training, his talent would be unimaginable. No, that’s impossible! From what Xuan Yuan knew, such authentic cultivation methods required gradual progress and could not be achieved in a short time. No, it’s likely that even the Sword Saint of the Tian Gang wasn’t as skillful at his age. His eyes sparked as he stared at Yan Shi, speaking coldly, "I hope you’re not lying to me, or else..."
With a clear conscience, Yan Shi met Xuan Yuan’s gaze unwaveringly, "I have told you what I know. If you dare, you can ask my brother when he wakes up!"
Xuan Yuan scoffed coldly and said, "Rest assured, I don’t need your provocation to wait for him to wake. My primary purpose here is to see for myself how strong the Grim Reaper’s skills really are."
Yan Shi was startled; since the opponent knew their identities, their fate seemed likely dire. Before he could speak further, Xuan Yuan had restrained him again. Xuan Yuan moved to the side, sat down, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate in silence, as if nothing had happened. He was waiting for Ah Dai’s power to fully recover.
As time passed, a day later, Ah Dai gradually emerged from his natural meditative state. Not only had he healed his injuries, but he had also once again started extracting energy from the second Golden Body at his chest, given by the Sword Saint of the Tian Gang. This day of meditation had slightly improved his cultivation. As his consciousness returned to his body, Ah Dai suddenly felt something was off. He sensed four other presences alongside Yan Shi, his brother, Zhuo Yun, and Xing Er. Their auras felt disorderly, as if their emotions were tumultuous.
