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Chapter 323 Sword Technique Descending from the Sky, One Sword Kills Three

Mr. Hong felt a concerned gaze upon him.

The source of their gaze was Leng Youruo, dressed in black, standing in the crowd.

Mr. Hong's gaze swept over Leng Youruo and Leng Yu beside her, his eyes filled with tenderness.

He has a wife and children, disciples, and a large group of followers. He needs to protect all of them, so he absolutely cannot die.

Most of the martial artists from other sects who came to watch the ceremony from the surrounding stands were hoping for Mr. Hong's death.

A martial artist practicing Wuji Gong whispered among himself and his fellow disciple.

"Mr. Hong seems very calm."

"Perhaps such a master is already able to face death calmly."

"I heard that this person was a prodigy of the Sword Sect. It's a pity that he died."

"What a pity? His disciple Lin Feng killed our fellow disciples on this blood battle stage. So, in a way, we still have a grudge against him."

An elder from the Star Pavilion looked at Mr. Hong with a complicated expression, then said to his fellow disciples beside him, "It is a sad sight to see such a prodigy of our time about to fall."

"He should die sooner rather than later. If he doesn't die, how will we ever get ahead?"

When the old brothers in the martial arts world mention the masters of their time, they only know of Hong Wenyuan; they have no idea about us.

Three peak-level experts from the Dai, Ji, and Huo families, each carrying a divine sword, walked onto the arena from three directions.

Dai Tianming, the younger brother of the head of the Dai family, was quite ambitious and spirited.

He smiled at Mr. Hong and said, "Old Mr. Hong, why don't you kill yourself? If you kill yourself, you can at least retain some dignity and leave with a whole corpse."

Ji Zhongcheng, the head of the Ji family, also said, "For the sake of the relationship between our two families, as long as you commit suicide, I will definitely leave you with a whole corpse."

The younger brother of the Huo family patriarch also said, "You should kill yourself."

"Hahaha," Mr. Hong laughed loudly, his laughter echoing throughout the entire Sword Sect.

"Those three bastards are really shameless. In my eyes, your kind of peak innate level, which is built up by resources, is just a pile of shit."

Mr. Hong glanced at the divine swords in the hands of the three men.

"Heavenly Emperor Sword, Earthly Emperor Sword, Human Emperor Sword, you lot are not worthy of using the three swords of Heaven, Earth and Man. You are truly wasting the resources of Heaven."

"By lending out these three divine swords, your respective families must have paid a considerable price."

Dai Tianming's face flushed with anger at Mr. Hong's words. He pointed his long sword at Mr. Hong and said, "It is said that the words of a dying man are kind. I think you should keep your mouth shut."

Mr. Hong smiled and said, "It's not certain who will die yet."

Ji Zhongcheng was enraged and said, "Old Hong, you're a dying man, stop trying to win with your words. Let's settle this with our fighting skills."

The white-bearded elder from the main peak of the Sword Sect walked to the edge of the arena and said, "The purpose of this peak master competition is to determine the current peak master of Cloud Sword Peak."

"Sparring among fellow disciples should be limited to a point of contact; no one else may interfere."

The white-bearded elder glanced at the four people on the stage, and finally fixed his gaze on Mr. Hong.

Mr. Hong sat in his wheelchair without even taking a sword.

The white-bearded elder said, "If everything is ready, then let's begin."

Mr. Hong nodded.

With a whoosh, the other three immediately formed the Three Talents Sword Formation.

The three were very aggressive, but when it came to actually fighting, they became extremely cautious, and none of them dared to make the first move.

Mr. Hong said softly, "A clay chicken and a clay dog."

Mr. Hong's full head of white hair moved without wind, and he seemed to merge with heaven and earth, entering a mysterious state.

The white-bearded elder of the Sword Sect's main peak was startled and took several steps back. "This is the unity of heaven and man!"

The arena fell silent for a moment.

Both sides stood still.

The spectators on the arena were confused about what was going on, and they all looked at the three peak innate experts who had formed the Three Talents Sword Formation with puzzled eyes.

Why aren't you making a move yet? It's three against one, what are you holding back for? Do you want to give us a couple more moves?

The three peak-level experts on the arena had no way to express their suffering.

They felt as if they were locked in by a powerful force, and any slight movement would be fatal; they were now unable and dared not move.

At this moment, the white-bearded elder at the edge of the arena suddenly looked up at the sky.

The others followed him and looked up at the sky.

Above the battle arena, the clouds condensed into a vortex, and a giant cyan sword with a diameter of nearly 100 meters slowly emerged from the vortex, its blade pointing directly at the battle arena.

Someone in the ring recognized him.

"Isn't this Mr. Hong's signature move, the Clear Sky Sword Technique?"

"This sword of true qi is too big."

"We didn't see Mr. Hong make a move, so how did this sword of true qi fall from the sky?"

After Lin Feng's death, Mr. Hong, feeling the limitations of human power, created the Heaven and Earth Reincarnation Sword Technique, which allows him to communicate with heaven and earth and temporarily store true energy in the sky.

For today's battle, Mr. Hong has been channeling his true energy into the heavens for more than ten consecutive days.

Mr. Hong discovered that the celestial dome can only store true energy for a maximum of ten days. After ten days, sending true energy into the celestial dome will no longer have any effect.

Ten days of storage is enough.

A piece of clothing fell from the sky, containing ten times the true energy of Mr. Hong and carrying a trace of the power of heaven and earth.

The three family heads sitting in the pavilion all stood up when they saw the Clear Sky Sword in the sky. The calm and composure they had shown just moments before was gone from their faces.

A sense of unease arose in Dai Tianshou's heart. He couldn't have blocked this sword strike even if he had tried himself. Could it be that Old Monster Hong had already reached the Grandmaster level?

The Huo family patriarch's hand was trembling as he held the teacup. He didn't even notice the tea spilling onto his hand. The person coming up was his own brother, born of the same mother.

Ji Zhongda, the head of the Ji family, and Dai Tianshou, the head of the Dai family, shouted almost simultaneously, "Mr. Hong, please show mercy!"

A cruel glint flashed in Mr. Hong's eyes.

What a joke! When he was plotting to harm his own disciple Lin Feng, why didn't he think of showing mercy? And now he actually has the nerve to ask me to show mercy.

With a thunderous roar, the Clear Sky Sword descended from the sky, piercing straight into the Blood Battle Arena.

The three peak-level experts opposite Mr. Hong were instantly engulfed by the sword light.

After three screams of agony, the three people on the stage were annihilated by the sword energy, turning into ashes.

The ashes were swept away by the sword energy and disappeared without a trace.

All that remained at their location were three divine swords stuck in the arena.

The three divine swords hummed, as if there had only ever been three swords there from the beginning.

Everyone around was stunned.

"This power has probably surpassed the innate realm."

"Could it be that Mr. Hong has already reached the level of a grandmaster?"

"That's impossible. If you really want to reach the Grandmaster level, there's no need to come here to compete."

Leng Youruo's heart pounded in the stands. She clenched her fists, overjoyed. The man she had chosen was indeed extraordinary.

The white-bearded elder on the main peak looked on in horror.

Even a true grandmaster like him hadn't reached the state of oneness with heaven and man, yet Hong Wenyuan, a primordial martial artist, had.

He could tell from Mr. Hong's aura that he had not broken through to the Grandmaster realm.

Hong Wenyuan's comprehension is too extraordinary; he actually achieved the unity of heaven and man at the Innate Realm.

Whoosh! The Emperor's Sword, which was stuck in the arena, suddenly flew towards Mr. Hong without warning.