Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

He did not open his domain. This place was too close to Zhenhai Cliff. The cultivators who came to watch had gathered from all directions, numbering no less than several thousand. Seeing that there was something to watch, they had already formed a large circle around the perimeter.

The law is his trump card, and it is really not appropriate to expose it to the public.

"Clang!"

The Azure Lotus Sword was drawn, its clear, resonant sound drowning out the roar of the waves.

Facing the dark, radiant fist force that had already crashed down in front of him, Lin Zhao neither dodged nor evaded. Instead, he raised his hand and unleashed a condensed, almost tangible, cyan sword energy that slashed out like a bolt of lightning!

The sword energy and the fist force collided fiercely dozens of feet above the sea!

"boom--!!!"

A deafening roar erupted like thunder! The violent energy burst forth in a ring, forcefully pressing the sea surface below into a huge bowl-shaped depression. Seawater then poured in, creating a white mist and rain that filled the sky!

Many Qi Refining cultivators who were relatively close were pushed back by the shockwave, their faces filled with horror.

As the mist dissipated, Lin Zhao stood on the waves, sword in hand, his robes fluttering, completely unharmed.

Yang Yu, on the other hand, swayed slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Good sword!" Yang Yu roared, not retreating but fighting spirit intensifying. The black gauntlets on his fists gleamed with an eerie light as he unleashed a series of powerful strikes forward!

"Hundred-Crack Mountain-Shattering Strike!"

In an instant, countless solid fist imprints, each several meters in size, rained down on Lin Zhao like falling stars or the roar of heavy cannons, leaving dark trails as they swept towards him! Where the fist imprints passed, the air groaned under their weight.

Lin Zhao's eyes were calm, and the Azure Lotus Sword in his hand transformed into a blue halo.

Sword intent surged! The sword light in his hand was like a whirlwind, each sword energy precisely targeting the core of each fist imprint!

"Sizzle! Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!"

Sword energy crisscrossed, fist imprints shattered! Dark blue fragments of spiritual light and overflowing sword energy continuously bloomed above the sea and sky, like grand and dangerous fireworks.

The sea below suffered even more, with the dissipated force blasting up column after column of water into the sky, the roaring sound continuous and clearly audible from ten miles away.

The crowd gasped in surprise.

The two exchanged blows for only a short while, but the power they displayed far surpassed that of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The sharpness of the sword energy and the ferocity of the fist made many Foundation Establishment cultivators secretly tremble with fear.

"That swordsman in green... he's truly remarkable! At the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, his sword energy is so refined!"

"It's said that Senior Brother Yang Yu's 'Black Blaze Fist Seal' has already received seven-tenths of the true teachings of a Core Formation cultivator, yet it was completely blocked!"

"This is a true clash of geniuses!"

In the blink of an eye, the two had been fighting for more than half an hour.

Yang Yu became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. His fist technique was incredibly powerful, but it consumed a great deal of spiritual energy, making him vulnerable in prolonged combat.

The swordsman on the other side had a sharp sword aura, and what was even more terrifying was that the sword aura contained sword intent. The sword aura was extremely sharp and broke through his defenses several times, leaving several deep bloody marks on his tough body.

Even though the opponent's cultivation level was a realm lower than his own, he subtly gained the upper hand and suppressed him!

"Drink!"

Unable to break through after a prolonged assault, Yang Yu suddenly roared and clashed his fists together, unleashing an even more powerful aura from his body! His muscles swelled again, veins bulged like dragons, and his skin gleamed with a faint metallic sheen.

"Chongguang, activate!"

As he slammed his fists together, an invisible force field, incredibly heavy and carrying a strong binding force, suddenly spread out from him, covering a radius of several miles of sea!

Lin Zhao's body sank slightly, as if he had suddenly fallen into a viscous, heavy mercury, and his movements and spiritual energy circulation were significantly suppressed and pulled.

A glint flashed in his eyes: "Interesting... It's similar to a magic domain, but much cruder. It relies on a special set of techniques, secret arts, and magical artifacts, and its consumption must be enormous, making it unsustainable."

He could have easily broken through using his magic domain, or directly torn it apart with even stronger sword intent, but he didn't.

He wanted to see just how powerful this trump card of the other party really was.

Yang Yu stood in the center of the field, his fists slowly retracting to his waist. The black gauntlets shone brightly, frantically devouring the force field and spiritual energy of the surrounding area.

His face was flushed, clearly indicating he was under immense strain. A few breaths later, an enormous, jet-black fist-shaped phantom rapidly solidified and expanded before him!

Fifty feet!

A terrifying fist imprint, nearly the size of a small mountain and as solid as if cast from black iron, hovered above the sea surface, radiating a heavy pressure capable of crushing everything! Before the fist imprint could move, the seawater below could not withstand the pressure and caved in, forming a huge whirlpool.

The crowd erupted in even greater uproar, with many looking shocked and even instinctively backing away.

The power of this punch has reached the limit of the Foundation Establishment stage!

"Black Emperor True Fist - Mountain Suppression!"

Yang Yu roared and thrust his fists forward! The fifty-foot-long black fist, with its unparalleled momentum to crush mountains and suppress ocean waves, slowly but unstoppably crashed towards Lin Zhao!

Wherever it passed, the air roared like thunder, and the sea was cleaved open with a deep trench!

"The power is strong enough, but unfortunately... it's too scattered." A hint of disappointment flashed in Lin Zhao's eyes as he faced this terrifying attack.

If this punch can compress all its power to within ten feet, its extremely concentrated destructive force might truly reach the threshold of Core Formation, forcing him to take it seriously.

but now……

He took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly became sharp as swords.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the Divine Soul Sword Tower trembled slightly, and an invisible wave of sword intent spread out, instantly dispelling the pull and suppression brought by the force field around him.

The sword rang out with a clear, resonant sound, and azure sword light soared into the sky, illuminating half the sky in azure hues! Countless sword energies spontaneously overflowed from the sword.

"Gather".

With a thought, the Divine Soul Sword Tower shone brightly, and the sword intent surged forth under the blessing of this divine power, merging with the sword energy.

The Azure Lotus Sword suddenly shone brightly with azure light, its sword energy surging to several zhang in size, with countless sword energies appearing around its blade, swirling and flying.

"call out--!!!"

A piercing shriek, sharp to the extreme and seemingly capable of tearing apart the soul and piercing the heavens, suddenly erupted!

That wasn't an ordinary sound of air being torn apart; rather, it was the sound of the intense vibrations of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the sword itself, triggered when speed and sharpness reached a certain limit!

【Sword Qi Thunder Sound】

Only sword cultivators with a profound understanding of swordsmanship and a pure and refined sword intent can possibly reach this realm!

The sword is drawn with a thunderous sound, striking first and vanquishing evil!

The cyan sword light, arriving first despite being delayed, pierced straight towards the massive, dark fist imprint!

Under the tense, breathless gazes of countless people, the thin cyan sword light crashed violently into the mountain-sized giant fist!

The anticipated massive explosion did not occur immediately.

The cyan sword light pierced through the solidified spiritual energy at the very tip of the fist imprint without any hindrance, just like a red-hot blade piercing through oil!