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Chapter 176 I could tell you were from the Soul Palace at a glance!

The Yunlan Sect takes its name from the cloud and its meaning from the mist. The cultivation techniques practiced by its disciples are mostly swift and fierce.

As the young master of the sect, personally taught by the sect leader, Nalan Yanran is also the strongest among the younger generation in the sect. Her mastery of the Yunlan martial arts is unmatched among her peers.

With this strike, his figure transformed into a silver-white afterimage in the blink of an eye. The clanging sound of the sword being drawn had not yet faded from his ears when the tip of the sword was already within inches of Xiao Yan.

The sword light flashed like a bolt of lightning, exuding a chilling aura. Azure battle energy surged forth from the sword's body, condensing at the tip into a semi-transparent azure lotus flower. The petals were layered upon each other, each as thin as a cicada's wing. As it spun at high speed, it cut through the air with a piercing shriek. Visible white streams of air shot out from the gaps in the petals, shattering the air in front of the sword tip.

"Going all out right from the start?" Xiao Yan's lips curled slightly. His feet remained still, and the huge black ruler was slightly raised. With a clanging sound and some small sparks, Nalan Yanran and her sword were pushed to the side. The sword was deflected and struck empty air, creating a trench more than ten feet long in the stone-paved square. Stone fragments flew and dust rose into the air.

Nalan Yanran gritted her teeth and, using the recoil from the sword, spun around. Her silver moon-colored robe suddenly tightened in the strong wind. With a tap of her toes, she shot backward like an arrow, creating distance as she did so. At the same time, she twisted her wrist and swept her longsword horizontally, unleashing several crescent-shaped sword energies that roared and tore through the air, slashing down with a clang.

Although these sword energies were sharp enough that even a Great Dou Master wouldn't dare to take them head-on, Nalan Yanran, who had already realized during the previous exchange that Xiao Yan's strength far surpassed hers, dared not be careless in the slightest. She could only hope to buy herself a few more breaths to create some distance and gain enough time to stand firm.

To her utter surprise, Xiao Yan recklessly charged straight at the sky full of sword light, carrying his black ruler.

All that could be heard was the clanging sound of sword energy striking the surface of the Xuanzhong Ruler. Under the unbelievable light of everyone, amidst a fierce gust of wind, Xiao Yan suddenly rushed in front of Nalan Yanran. His black robes fluttered in the wind, and the black ruler was raised high. The dark light on the ruler's surface gleamed with a cold and sharp light under the sunlight.

Nalan Yanran's pupils suddenly contracted as she watched helplessly as the Xuan Heavy Ruler crashed down on her from above. The powerful wind pressure so close to her made it almost impossible for her to breathe!

Without any hesitation, a powerful aura suddenly erupted, and his robes and long black hair suddenly rose without wind. Rings of light blue battle qi surged out from his body, condensing into a thick layer of battle qi armor around him.

Clang!

The crisp sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the arena. The longsword trembled violently, and Nalan Yanran felt an overwhelming force surge from the sword. Not only did the sword shatter completely, but her body was also pulled backward by this force, leaving two long white trails on the ground.

"Senior Sister Nalan!" On the circular viewing platform, nearly a thousand Yunlan Sect disciples watched this scene in disbelief.

Yun Leng's brows furrowed even more suddenly; things were not developing as he had imagined.

Nalan Yanran is already an outstanding figure among the younger generation, a rare talent in the entire Jia Ma Empire, but in front of this kid, she is like a child who has just learned to walk trying to race against an adult.

"How could this be—" Nalan Yanran vomited a mouthful of blood, steadying herself, her eyes filled with shock. She looked down at her right hand, where blood was seeping from the base of her thumb, and her entire arm was trembling uncontrollably. Recalling how her battle qi armor had been shattered in an instant, she suddenly looked up at Xiao Yan and asked incredulously, "What realm are you in?"

"Huh? Didn't I just say that?" Xiao Yan looked up in surprise, meeting Nalan Yanran's stubborn and resolute eyes. He immediately abandoned his teasing thoughts and became serious.

"Then let me reintroduce myself." With an aura that seemed to tangibly emanate from him, Xiao Yan looked around and his voice resounded throughout the entire venue: "Xiao family, Xiao Yan, six-star Dou Ling."

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The four words "Six-Star Battle Spirit" weighed heavily on the hearts of all the Yunlan Sect disciples.

At first, the stands were deathly silent, so quiet you couldn't even hear a breath. Then, it was like a pot had exploded, with buzzing discussions rising and falling.

It should be noted that even with the size of the Yunlan Sect, a Dou Ling is qualified to serve as an inner sect elder.

"This is going to be fun—" Feeling the sudden silence in the square, Jia Xingtian stared blankly at the pale blue fighting spirit surging on Xiao Yan's body.

He couldn't connect the words "seventeen-year-old six-star Dou Ling" with anything.

He doesn't even dare to imagine what level Xiao Yan could reach in the future if he hadn't died prematurely.

Dou Zong? Dou Zun? Or perhaps, the legendary Dou Sheng?

"Hai Bodong, you've really taken on a good apprentice." Fa Ma couldn't help but look at Hai Bodong with envy, his cloudy old eyes filled with emotion.

Having such a brilliant and talented apprentice in one's lifetime is worth dying for.

"He's not my apprentice, and I'm not qualified to be his master," Hai Bodong said simply, arms crossed, before refusing to elaborate further.

As I said before, ever since he got involved with Xiao Yan, he knew that they were no longer from the same world.

As for Yunling.

At this moment, the Grand Elder of Yunlan Sect was gripping the armrest tightly, leaving several shallow finger marks on its surface. His face was extremely pale, almost as pale as Nalan Jie sitting next to him.

The only difference is that the latter is simply regret, regretting losing such a wealthy husband, while the former is more sinister.

"Do you want to continue fighting?" Xiao Yan slowly withdrew his aura and looked at Nalan Yanran again: "A two-star Great Dou Master versus a six-star Dou Spirit, you have no chance of winning."

Well, it's not entirely without a chance of winning. There is a precedent for a Great Dou Master defeating a Dou Spirit, and that precedent belongs to Xiao Yan, whose courtesy name is Huo Huo.

"Hit, why not hit!" After a brief moment of distraction, Nalan Yanran took a deep breath, a stubborn blush appearing on her fair face.

She now represents not herself, but the century-old reputation of the Nalan family and the millennium-old prestige of the Yunlan Sect.

She can be defeated, but she must never admit defeat.

Under the blazing sun, the woman loosened her hair ribbon, slightly swayed her head, and her long, black hair, like moonlight, cascaded down, following her fragrant shoulders and hanging vertically to her slender waist.

With mixed emotions, Nalan Yanran looked deeply at the gentle-faced young man in black robes opposite her. She slowly closed her eyes, and after a moment, she suddenly opened them. Her long black hair suddenly rose on its own without any wind, and her body slowly rose into the air, like a cloud lifted by the wind.

The energy around him visibly surged, and rings of pale blue ripples spread outward from his body, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing the air in the arena to churn.

At a certain moment, the broken longsword in his hand trembled slightly, and the sunlight in the sky suddenly focused towards the longsword, forming a sword shape in just a moment, and its light intensified, like a second sun in the sky.

"Xiao Yan, let it all end!" Nalan Yanran's voice was squeezed out from between her teeth in the sky. Veins bulged on her fair face, and the blood vessels on her forehead throbbed. She looked like a bow stretched to its limit.

The terrifying energy fluctuations finally erupted, and the sharp sword energy shot towards Xiao Yan like a tidal wave.

Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, the ground was plowed up, and gravel and soil were swirled up, exploding into clouds of dust in the air.

"Xiao Yan, I hope you can show some consideration for the Yunlan Sect. The Yunlan Sect will definitely reward you handsomely afterwards!"

Almost at the same time, a faint shout suddenly reached Xiao Yan's ears.

But Xiao Yan ignored him. After exhaling a breath of turbid air, he bent down, took a step, and threw a punch!

Eight!

极！

collapse!

Amidst the rolling air currents of the hurricane, a tremendous clang of metal resounded throughout the plaza. Blinding light shone down from the sky, and the colliding energy clusters exploded with a thunderous roar, carrying an extremely terrifying storm that swept out from mid-air. Where the storm passed, the earth shattered, and the entire plaza seemed to be lifted up.

In the blink of an eye, the sword shadow formed by the enormous sunlight shattered. The fist force exploded three feet in front of Nalan Yanran, like a bomb that had been detonated. The shockwave surged, dust flew, and her body was pushed away. She tumbled twice in mid-air and landed on the ground, kneeling on one knee to barely steady herself.

Although Nalan Yanran appeared unharmed by the punch, it was clear to anyone with eyes that if Xiao Yan hadn't deliberately missed, she would have been reduced to a pool of blood mist by now.

The arena was completely silent.

"Should we continue fighting?" Xiao Yan asked softly, looking at Nalan Yanran lying among the ruins.

"I lost." Nalan Yanran shook her head. When she said those three words, she suddenly felt that the stone that had been weighing on her heart for three years seemed to have lightened a bit.

The three-year agreement has finally come to an end.

From this day forward, she and he will both embark on a new phase of their lives.

"Damn brat!" Yun Leng slammed his hand heavily on the stone platform beside him, his face ashen. He hadn't expected Xiao Yan to be so disrespectful; his earlier warning had been completely ineffective.

"Elder, what should we do next?" an elder of the Yunlan Sect asked with a wry smile. Nalan Yanran's defeat caught them off guard.

Originally, the invitation to various forces from the Jia Ma Empire to attend the ceremony was intended to enhance the prestige of the sect. However, this has backfired, and if not handled properly, the reputation of the Yunlan Sect will inevitably be damaged.

"I—" Yun Ling was about to speak when he saw that Xiao Yan below had already fixed his gaze on him, his eyes filled with undisguised killing intent.

He wanted to kill me?

Why?

And on what basis?

A thousand doubts arose in Yun Ling's heart, but before he could figure out the obstacle, he saw Xiao Yan bend his legs and suddenly sprout a pair of purple wings from his back, which shattered the gale and crashed straight into him.

"You old dog Yunling, die!" With bloodshot eyes and a killing intent as powerful as splitting mountains and seas, Xiao Yan's fighting spirit surged from a distance of tens of feet, and he slashed down with the Xuanzhong Ruler in his hand without reservation.

The Xuanzhong Ruler flashed a dark light in the sunlight. The patterns on the ruler's surface shone with a blue light due to the infusion of battle qi. The ruler's light stretched out in the void, and the air currents surged and churned. The seemingly tangible ruler's light swept out a fierce gale in the void, splitting the air along its path in two.

"Good lad!" A deep joy rose in Yun Leng's eyes. Although he didn't know what had happened, since this kid was courting death, he couldn't be blamed. He was just looking for an excuse to keep the guy here!

He slammed his foot hard on the ground, and the Dou Qi compressed around him suddenly exploded. The air where he had been standing emitted a low boom, and Yun Leng waved his Dou Qi wings and crashed into Xiao Yan.

The jet-black energy was unleashed and collided with the ruler-shaped beam, the sound of the collision echoing like thunder, covering an area of ​​several miles.

Everything happened too fast. Everyone was still immersed in the ending of Xiao Yan defeating Nalan Yanran. Their minds had not yet recovered from that crushing battle. No one expected that Xiao Yan would suddenly attack Elder Yunling.

Whether it was the disciples of the Yunlan Sect or the high-ranking officials of the Jia Ma Empire who came to observe the ceremony, they all had only one thought in their minds at this moment: Has Xiao Yan gone mad?

"Xiao Yan!" Nalan Yanran was completely stunned. She knelt on one knee on the shattered ground, still holding the broken sword in her hand, completely unaware of what had happened.

Their feud should have ended here, so why is Xiao Yan still fighting?

"Hai Bodong, your kid's gone mad! Stop him!" Jia Xingtian also turned around hurriedly. Xiao Yan was someone he had marked as important in his mind. He was an important pawn he planned to use to counterbalance the Yunlan Sect and the future hope of the Jia Ma Empire. He absolutely could not afford to lose him at this moment.

But when he turned his head completely, all he caught in his eyes was a fleeting, icy blue afterimage. This afterimage shot out from the stands at such a speed that even his eyesight could only capture a blurry arc, with tiny ice crystals remaining in the air.

He looked in the direction of the battle aura and saw that Hai Bodong had already entered the battlefield. The roar of the dragon was deafening, and nine ice dragons soared through the sky. The icy aura swept in all directions, causing the temperature above Yunlan Sect to drop by more than ten degrees.

Hai Bodong has gone mad!

Jia Xingtian stared in astonishment at the distance, where Hai Bodong had single-handedly suppressed six Yunlan Sect Dou Wang experts who wanted to come to their rescue. Nine ice dragons blocked all the Yunlan Sect Dou Wang experts' paths, and the icy blue Dou Qi formed a huge ice curtain above their battlefield, isolating the inside from the outside!

Fa Ma's expression was also somewhat astonished. He hadn't expected that Hai Bodong would risk conflict with the Yunlan Sect to go and help.

The two exchanged glances, both sensing something amiss. Given Hai Bodong's personality, he didn't seem like the type to do something so reckless for anyone.

"Should we make a move?" Fa Ma whispered. "Right now, Hai Bodong is fighting six against one, Yun Yun is not here, and with you becoming two people, we might be able to annihilate the Yunlan Sect in one fell swoop."

"No rush, let's wait and see." Although he was quite tempted by Fa Ma's suggestion, Jia Xingtian still rejected it out of prudence.

He needed to first determine where Xiao Yan's strength limit lay, whether the Yunlan Sect had any hidden tricks up its sleeve, and where this unexpectedly powerful fortress would ultimately lead.

On the other side, Xiao Yan and Gong Yunling had already engaged in combat.

Two streams of fighting energy, one green and one black, clashed repeatedly in the sky above the Yunlan Sect. Illusory afterimages filled the entire sky, and the sounds of fists and feet striking each other were incessant. Blurry figures flickered and moved, leaving behind only dazzling traces of the battle.

"Xiao Yan actually managed to fight Yun Ling to such an extent!?" Gu He, who had witnessed the whole thing, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

A seventeen-year-old Dou Ling is already remarkable, to be able to contend with a Dou Wang with the body of a Dou Ling. With such talent and such strength, if Yunlan Sect were to let this person escape, they would never have peace again!

"Kid! You're running out of strength!" Yun Leng grinned maliciously as he noticed that Xiao Yan's strength seemed to be waning.

At first glance, he was genuinely frightened by Xiao Yan's combat power, but now it seems that it was just some kind of secret technique to enhance one's strength, which not only had poor effects but also had significant side effects.

Xiao Yan also deliberately showed that he was about to be exhausted, and his movements of swinging the Xuan Heavy Ruler became slower and slower, with obvious pauses between each swing.

"Send you on your way!" Yun Leng let out a strange howl, raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and clenched his fist in the air. Dark black fighting energy surged out from his palm and condensed into a sword shadow more than ten feet long, which slashed heavily down at Xiao Yan.

I finally fell for it —

Feeling Yun Leng release all his fighting spirit, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief. It was worth the effort he put into this role.

"teacher!"

As he softly called out, a strange purple light flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes, tracing a straight path through the void before piercing directly into Yun Leng's brow. Yun Leng's body stiffened abruptly, as if something had seized his soul in that instant.

The next moment, to Yun Leng's bewildered gaze, a blue flame lotus suddenly bloomed from beneath Xiao Yan's feet. His previously shaky aura surged again, surpassing his previous peak and reaching the same level as Xiao Yan's Dou Wang!

The Heavenly Fire Transformation: The Azure Lotus Transformation!

"Yun Leng! You lackey of the Soul Palace! Today, Xiao Yan will act on behalf of Heaven!" With a furious roar, Xiao Yan once again charged towards Yun Leng.

His speed was so fast that Yun Leng's pupils hadn't even had time to contract before he arrived in front of the pill.

What Soul Palace? Yun Ling looked at Xiao Yan in surprise, but the response he received was still a powerful and heavy Xuan Heavy Ruler.

The foot struck Yun Leng squarely in the chest. The moment the foot struck Yun Leng's chest, a muffled thud was heard. Yun Leng was sent flying like a cannonball, trailing a long black tail of flame, and crashed heavily into the silk. The silk trembled, and a deep human-shaped crater appeared on the wall. Gravel rolled down from the edge of the crater, and dust rose into the air.