Only I am Venerable

Chapter 293: Chapter 291: Slaying a Venerable with a Sword

"A Venerable... is nothing. To kill you, one slash is all it will take!" Qin Li’s frigid voice landed like a heavy sledgehammer, viciously smashing the hearts of many onlookers to bits!

The smile on Cui Leng’s face froze solid. Astonishment, horror, and... utter disbelief welled up in his eyes.

’Why, in this situation, does he still have a chance to fight back?’

’Why?’

’Why!’

Outside, everyone from the Cui Family was stunned into silence. The smiles they hadn’t had time to retract were frozen on their faces, their mouths hanging wide open.

BOOM!

The sky-full of white blades, upon meeting Qin Li’s counter-slash, instantly disintegrated into a cloud of fine white powder. The dust completely enveloped the arena, shrouding it in a blanket of white and obscuring everything from view.

All anyone could see was a flash of purple, like a sharp blade tearing through space itself. It struck the barrier projected by the Golden Palace, making it shudder violently.

Everyone was shaken to their core!

The flash of purple vanished in an instant. The sky filled with white powder drifted down like snowflakes, taking its time to settle. When it finally covered the ground, the white particles formed a layer over half a foot thick!

Back in the arena, the two combatants stood more than ten meters apart. Qin Li held the Blood-Drinking Sword with its tip pointed at the ground, a calm expression on his face. There wasn’t a single speck of white on him.

Cui Leng stood facing Qin Li, his face twitching. The hand holding the Cold Snow Sword trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with an expression of utter disbelief. His lips moved slightly when, suddenly, someone in the crowd watching from his direction screamed in terror.

"He’s been sliced in half!"

"Impossible!" an elder from the Cui Family, a Venerable Realm expert, roared furiously. The aura of a Venerable erupted from him, and the chaotic energy made it difficult for those around him to breathe.

The Cui Family Venerable then recalled the Supreme Martial Artist from his clan who had been annihilated by a ray of light from the Golden Palace earlier. A flash of terror crossed his eyes, and he hastily suppressed his aura, but still shouted, "Absolutely impossible!"

"Look..." a young disciple of the Cui family stammered, stretching out a trembling hand to point at Cui Leng in the arena.

Everyone then witnessed a scene they would never forget.

The Cold Snow Sword slipped from Cui Leng’s grasp, falling into the accumulated snow on the ground. He struggled to raise his head but found he couldn’t summon even an ounce of strength.

He tried to turn his head to see what had happened, but a line of blood... appeared, running from the center of his forehead and rapidly extending downward.

Cui Leng’s eyes finally filled with absolute terror.

SPLURT!

As he tilted his head, a spray of fresh blood suddenly shot out from the line on his forehead!

In that same instant, his entire body split in two!

The two halves, left and right, collapsed onto the snow!

BLERGH!

Many people couldn’t stomach the gory, terrifying scene and immediately squatted down to vomit. Even Shangguan Shiyu, who had been standing calmly in the waiting area, couldn’t help her pupils contracting and her face turning pale at the sight.

As for the members of the Cui family, it was as if their souls had fled their bodies. Their faces turned ashen, and they stood frozen like wooden statues.

The two halves of Cui Leng’s corpse were teleported away by the Golden Palace. Qin Li was also teleported to the rest area, and the Cold Snow Sword silently vanished into his ring.

All that remained in the arena was a vast expanse of white, half a foot of accumulated snow, and a pool of crimson blood staining it.

BOOM!

A long moment passed before a wave of incredulous gasps erupted from the crowd. It was as if everyone’s ability to think had been stunned by Qin Li’s shocking slash, their reactions delayed by far more than a beat.

Then, the Golden Palace once again displayed its miraculous power. A golden light suddenly enveloped the entire arena. Moments later, the light receded, and the arena was clear of ice and snow, restored to its original state.

"Heavens, what... what just happened?" In the crowd, an ancient elder from the Cui Family’s camp sobbed, tears streaming down his face. His lips trembled, and his deeply wrinkled face twitched violently. His voice was filled with confusion and sorrow.

Cui Leng, the Cui Family’s greatest genius, the one most likely to reach the Shattered Void realm within three hundred years, was dead just like that.

And it had happened in a head-on battle, after he had used his Ultimate Technique, only to be cut down by a single slash!

The eyes of everyone in the Cui family were now bloodshot. If not for their fear of the Golden Palace’s divine pressure, they probably would have already stormed the Qin Family’s area and annihilated them all.

However, everyone knew one thing for certain: from this moment on, the feud between the Cui Family and the Qin Family was truly one to the death. There was no longer any possibility of reconciliation.

’And could the Qin Family withstand the crushing might of a behemoth like the Cui Family?’

Many of the families and Sects that had been on good terms with the Qin Family began to waver. They worried that if the Thousand Mechanism Sect and the Lin Family were to back out now, which of the remaining families and Sects allied with the Qin Family could possibly withstand the Cui Family’s frenzied revenge?

’Sever ties? Just look at the bloodshot eyes of the Cui family. It’s too late for that!’

The Venerable Grand Tournament didn’t stop for anyone’s thoughts. After the arena was restored, the young Martial Artists resumed their matches.

In the matches that followed, there were several brilliant fights. The legitimate son of the Fire Sword Wang Family, the legitimate son of the Anger Sword Xiao Family, and the mysterious young Martial Artists from Ice Edge were all stunningly talented. A few of them, around thirty years old, had even reached the Celestial Embracing Realm!

This added plenty of excitement and conversation fodder for the upcoming fights, but no one could fully focus on the Venerable Grand Tournament anymore. The impact of the battle between Qin Li and Cui Leng was simply too great, too shocking.

It was certain that for the next several hundred years, countless people would talk about this battle on all sorts of occasions.

They would talk about how a Martial Artist at the Celestial Integration Realm had cut down a Human Venerable with a single slash, sparking a massive conflict.

The moment Qin Li was teleported to the rest area, the few surviving young disciples of the Cui Family instinctively shied away from him, even though they knew private duels were forbidden within the Golden Palace’s projected barrier.

Qin Li’s single slash that killed Cui Leng had also completely shattered their confidence.

Now, Qin Li had become a nightmare in the minds of these young Cui disciples, the greatest Heart Demon on their path of cultivation.

Meanwhile, the members of the Qin family, along with friends like Lin Heng and Shen Le, were all smiles.

Shen Le laughed heartily as he walked up to Qin Li. He casually clapped him on the shoulder, then gave him a thumbs-up in sincere admiration. "Brother, you’re really something else! I can’t believe you actually sliced that bastard Cui Leng in half! HAHAHA, it got my blood boiling, my heart racing! I only wish I was the one who did it! Later, your big bro here will treat you to some five-hundred-year-old Monkey Wine!"

Qin Li gave Shen Le a surprised look. ’Even if you don’t like Cui Leng, there’s no need to curse him like that, is there?’ he thought. ’It seems there might be some grudges between the Thousand Mechanism Sect and the Cui Family that I don’t know about. That’s normal, though. The feuds between great families and clans often run deep beneath the surface, where outsiders can’t see the full picture.’

Lin Heng, the dashingly handsome man, also walked over and gave Qin Li a thumbs-up. "Brother, that was amazing! Your Technique is just too fierce! It’s truly worthy of the name ’Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, Only I am Venerable’!"

He then pursed his lips at Shen Le. "You brat. The last time I asked if you had any five-hundred-year-old Monkey Wine, you shook your head so hard it nearly fell off. But now you’re willing to offer it up like a treasure? Hmph. So you only make friends with the strong, huh!"

Turning back to Qin Li, he said, "Brother, ignore him. Hey, let me tell you, I have a little sister, and she’s an absolute peerless beau—" Lin Heng didn’t get to finish. He saw Shen Le struggling to hold back his laughter, while everyone else was giving him strange looks and staring at something behind him.

Lin Heng turned around to see Shangguan Shiyu, who had just won her match and been teleported in. She was standing right behind him, watching him quietly.

Lin Heng’s expression became incredibly awkward in an instant, like a child caught red-handed. He coughed twice and said, his face flushing, "Uh, well... hehe, it’s a misunderstanding! A total misunderstanding!"

"HAHAHA!"

The group in the rest area erupted in a thunderous roar of laughter, causing many people from the families and Sects outside to abandon the ongoing match and glance in their direction.

Shangguan Shiyu’s cool eyes landed on Lin Heng’s face. "Bring your sister over for me to see sometime," she said nonchalantly.

"Er..." Lin Heng was utterly speechless. He never expected the perpetually cool and aloof Shangguan Shiyu to crack such a dry joke.

Qin Li shrugged and held up his hands, as if to say he was an innocent party.

The group burst into another round of laughter. Even the normally stoic disciples from Ice Edge couldn’t help but crack a smile.

In the rest area, aside from the few members of the Cui family who seemed completely out of place, everyone else wore friendly expressions. The atmosphere of the Venerable Grand Tournament, which had been extremely tense from the start, finally eased up a bit.

In the fights that followed, the young competitors all seemed to have been spurred on by Qin Li. They unleashed their full strength, putting on spectacular shows that drew cheers from the crowd.

In truth, most people participated in the Venerable Grand Tournament for the opportunity to test themselves. No matter how well one cultivated, it was difficult to become a true master without being tempered by hardship. Only by honing oneself through real combat could one continue to grow.

No matter how talented or outstanding another family’s disciples were, they still belonged to another family. What the leaders of most families and Sects hoped for most was for their own disciples to mature and grow strong. (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in to www.qidian.com for more Chapters. Support the author and read the authentic version!)