“This is His Highness’ true strength? He really ended the match in three moves, completely suppressing Lin Yun…”
“Not exactly. That’s because Lin Yun had exhausted too much of his strength from the three previous fights. This is also the reason why no one has succeeded in challenging Hell Mode.”
“That’s right. I share the same view. This is the reason why no one succeeded in Hell Mode.”
“Yeah. We all saw how easily Lin Yun defeated Situ Yi, and it slowly became tougher when he ran into Trueorigin.”
“His Highness might seem arrogant, but he’s shrewd. He used the first two palms to test Lin Yun’s bottomline. When he was sure that Lin Yun didn’t have much strength left, he used the third palm to give everyone an impression that he was invincible.”
“That’s right. If Lin Yun is in his top form, the outcome of this battle won’t be so sure.”
Qin Yu was terrifyingly strong, but Lin Yun had also proven his strength by defeating everyone and came so far. Lin Yun wasn’t weak, but it was a pity that he came late for the competition, and this made everyone sigh in pity.
They recalled how Lin Yun appeared when no one was expecting him to show up, and he defeated two titles to enter the best eight. His image was long imprinted in everyone’s heart. Although Qin Yu’s power had shocked everyone, they were also filled with admiration for Lin Yun.
“A mere sword slave dares to compete with me for the championship? What an idiot. Judge, I believe you can announce the result now, right?” Qin Yu wore a smile as he looked at the deeply shocked judge.
The judge was briefly stunned before he landed down on the stage, and he nodded his head, “Lin Yun has lost consciousness, and he can no longer fight. According to the rules, you’ve won.”
“Then announce,” smiled Qin Yu as he bowed lightly.
Everyone instantly recovered from their shock, and they looked at Qin Yu. In the end, it was still Qin Yu who won without any suspense. After today, Qin Yu’s name would spread throughout the Great Qin Empire, becoming one of the strongest among the younger generation. At the same time, Qin Yu looked at the Sword Firmament Pavilion’s direction with a playful smile.
“Junior Brother!” Xin Yan gnashed her teeth. She could feel her heart being torn apart. If it wasn’t for Luo Feng pulling her down, she would’ve charged to the stage by now.
“I hereby announce the final winner of the competition, Fly-”
Suddenly, Qin Yu’s smile froze. The heaven and earth began to change, and a terrifying aura was coming from the stage. A dazzling shine came from the depth of the crater, and three pillars of light soared into the sky. The brimming vitality coming from the depth left everyone shocked.
“What’s going on?”
“What’s with this powerful aura?”
“It’s origin cultivation!”
“It’s an expert’s origin cultivation!”
Many Violet Palace Realm experts were shocked. The three pillars of light were origin cultivations.
“H-how is that possible?” Wen Yanbo muttered to himself with shock filling his face. This origin cultivation was a lot stronger than him, and one could imagine how precious the origins were.
By separating your origin, it will also affect your chance of reaching the Heavenly Soul Realm and your life span. One meant ten years of lifespan, and three represented thirty years.
When the three pillars combined, a familiar sword buzz echoed out in the plaza.
“It’s Lin Yun!”
“Lin Yun hasn't lost!”
“Damn it! I actually wasted my tears!”
“Hell Mode still hasn’t ended. There’s still hope!” The entire plaza boiled with many people cheering out emotionally.
A figure flew out from the crater and landed on the stage, and he was naturally Lin Yun.
“How can you declare my loss when I’ve yet to say anything?” Lin Yun’s lips rose up as he looked at Lin Yun with a smile. His smile was filled with confidence, and the aura emitting from him left everyone shocked. Not only Lin Yun recovered all his strength, but his cultivation even went on step further, reaching the quasi-Violet Palace Realm.
“You’re courting death!” Qin Yu’s face turned grim.
“Your Highness, you must be disappointed, right?” said Lin Yun with a smile.
“Hmph, so what if you’ve reached the quasi-Violet Palace Realm? I’ve already reached it two years ago, and your foundation is weaker than mine. Even if you crawl up, I’ll just have to beat you down once more. This time, I won’t give you any chance!” A terrifying aura emitted from Qin Yu, and he was circulating the Profound Yang Art. He was like a blazing sun on the stage.
Lin Yun’s face changed slightly. He was only feeling pity for the three origins left to him by Guardian Plum. He initially didn’t want to use it because refining it was the same as refining Guardian Plum’s life span.
He swept his glance and saw Xin Yan on the guest seat with her eyes reddened. He also saw Li Wuyou wearing a smile with tears flowing down his cheeks. Even Luo Feng couldn't control himself from tearing up. Then, he saw Lil’ Red that goof chuckling at the center of the plaza. Lin Yun also believed that Xin Jue was looking at him from the heavens right now…
Not only that, but he could also sense many attention directed over from various parts of the capital. He knew that he wasn’t alone, and his heart blazed with fighting spirit. He wasn’t only fighting for himself, but also everyone. He wasn’t alone by himself in this fight.
Torrential sword intent burst out from his body along with his aura that clashed with the aura coming from Qin Yu. With a bark, the Flower Burial Sword flew into his hand.
When Lin Yun and Qin Yu’s aura reached the pinnacle, they both disappeared from everyone’s view. In the next second, they both clashed in the deep crater at the center of the stage. Holding onto the Flower Burial Sword, Lin Yun threw out the Luminous Moon at full strength, severing Qin Yu’s attack into two.
“Die!” Qin Yu barked, and his palm turned into a sharp blade and flew at Lin Yun. In the blink of an eye, he threw out a total of nine palms that turned into nine blades.
Lin Yun’s face changed slightly, and he waved his sword to defend himself against the nine palms.
“Profound Yang Burst!” Qin Yu roared. The nine palms formed into nine cauldrons that fused into a blazing cauldron in the sky. That cauldron looked powerful, and it felt as though it could devour everything in the world.
Lin Yun narrowed his eyes, and he started waving the Flower Burial Sword, and the afterimages of his sword formed into a Iris Flower that blocked the flames coming from the cauldron.
“Rising Dawn!” Qin Yu’s eyes flashed with a cold light, and he threw another palm out. His palm was like the first glimpse of dawn that flew towards Lin Yun swiftly. The palm was fast, so fast that it couldn’t be caught with naked eyes.
But Lin Yun’s sword was faster. He stabbed out his sword, executing Myriad Frost that froze everything in the air. Lin Yun’s sword trembled lightly as the sword aura coming from it froze the incoming palm.
“Blazing Sun!” Qin Yu gnashed his teeth and threw another palm out.
Moon Reflection!
Lin Yun’s sword was like a mirror. When the palm landed on the mirror, the mirror cracked and Qin Yu’s attack vanished. The terrifying fluctuation swept out, forcing both Lin Yun and Qin Yu to retreat. They both landed at the edge of the stage.
“My turn,” smiled Lin Yun.
“So what? You think I’ll be afraid of you?!” Qin Yu barked.
“I’m just afraid that you might be startled,” smiled Lin Yun as the Flower Burial Sword began to buzz with excitement.
Without any signs, a sword buzz rang out that sounded like zither music. Before everyone could even react, a sword ray flew, cutting through everything within its path.
The attack was fast, and before Qin Yu could even react, he was already struck by it. As he threw out a mouthful of blood, the entire stage was severed into two.
“Your Highness, why don’t you guess how much of my strength is used?” Lin Yun wore a smile. His smile was devilish, but his sword was immortal.
“Xiantian sword intent!” Qin Yu looked at Lin Yun with disbelief.