The sword seller, dressed in red, deserves applause for the prankster.

The instant Chi Miao finished speaking, a tall and imposing figure appeared behind her, still shrouded in thick fog. He raised his arm high, and in his hand, there were shadows of several swords!

Finally, the figure appeared!

Yan Ge raised his arm high, and those divine weapons that could cut through iron like mud just now were as powerless in his hands as children's toys, as he directly grabbed the blades!

His body was as strong as steel, and his aura of a powerful figure was evident.

"Good news, but not good news for your Heavenly Sword Sect... From now on, you can call me by that name again—Master Yan Ge."

"True Person" is a title that can only be held by those at the Mahayana stage.

The ceiling for the entire Miaohua Continent is the Mahayana stage and the Tribulation stage. Since most Tribulation stage cultivators are nearing the end of their lifespan and their actions are likely to cause disasters in their respective regions, they rarely make a move. They only act when it is a truly critical moment.

On the surface, those in the Mahayana stage are considered to have the highest combat strength and are referred to as True Persons.

As for those in the Tribulation Transcending stage, they are beings who could break through to become immortals at any time and are called Venerables.

To prove his current strength, Yan Ge casually shook hands.

Click click click!!

Wenren Xiao's swords were all broken!

Those swords were at least Earth-rank, yet they were crushed so easily!

At the same time, Yan Ge emanated a power several times stronger than Wenren Xiao's!

That was the genuine Mahayana stage, a breakthrough achieved after years of suppression!

Yan Ge's early Mahayana stage aura was already far more terrifying than that of an ordinary Mahayana stage cultivator, let alone someone like Wenren Xiao... needless to say!

"You... how is this possible?! You weren't already... no! Impossible! How could you possibly have broken through to the Mahayana stage?!"

"puff--!"

After Wenren Xiao finished speaking, he spat out blackish-purple blood!

On the one hand, his mental state was damaged, and on the other hand... the contracts between these swords and him were mostly not based on mutual consent, nor were they swords choosing their owners.

Instead, he used his power to force a solution that was difficult to achieve with his sword! He used spiritual energy to suppress it!

But those swords weren't exactly good either; they had the blood of many innocent people on their hands.

The moment the sword shattered, everything would rebound onto Wenren Xiao. With so many swords shattering at the same time, the backlash Wenren Xiao suffered was extraordinary, with cracks appearing on half of his body.

Wenren Xiao screamed in despair, "No!!!"

"Impossible... You, Yan Ge, are clearly a dead man! How could a dead man's cultivation level possibly increase?!"

"I don't believe it!"

"So what if you've reached the Mahayana stage? So what if you've reached the Mahayana stage?! I reached the Mahayana stage much earlier than you! My talent surpasses yours!"

He pointed to the heavenly tribulation that could fall at any moment. The thunderclouds were already brewing and were terrifying; even a cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage would have their eyes burned if they looked at them for too long.

"Now that I have nothing left, I fear nothing! How could I, Wenren Xiao, possibly lose to you forever?!"

After saying that, he stuffed several pills into his mouth, and then his whole body swelled up a hundredfold!

His body had mutated, resembling a giant, but his skin and flesh had turned inside out, and his blood vessels were bursting one by one, with a continuous stream of spiritual power flowing into them!

His eyes emitted an evil purple light, his aura surged, and he wielded a huge sword of flesh and blood, completely transforming into a blood-red giant, letting out a beast-like roar.

Its roaring aura even caused visible distortion of the air! It shot straight towards the walls of Heavenly Sword City!

In that instant, one-sixteenth of Tianjian City was completely destroyed and reduced to ashes.

The people who died unexpectedly didn't even have the right to wail.

Chi Miao watched all this, her heart clenched, and she wanted to say something, but suddenly the scene of her being just a little swindler back then flashed into her mind.

To the strong, all living beings are but a drop in the ocean.

Only those with a strong enough brilliance will be noticed; otherwise, they are nothing more than ants at the mercy of others.

The most pressing issue right now is whether we can defeat this monster in front of us.

"I don't know what kind of pill he took, but his aura has swelled up like this. What should we do? Just say so. Once the heavenly tribulation descends... he will surely die."

She raised her sword, showing no intention of giving up the fight.

However, Yan Ge in front of him raised his eyebrows and became serious: "Nonsense! Is this a battle you can participate in?!"

As he spoke, he turned around and put his arms around Chi Miao's shoulders.

With his muscles taut, Chi Miao was lifted up and placed exactly where the group of prodigies had been, casting a sword formation to protect them.

Chi Miao: "Huh?"

Yan Ge turned around gracefully, then turned back with a dashing air, leaving behind a single sentence.

"Disciples are meant to be protected."

Having said that, he appeared in front of the fleshy monster at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye.

Song Chenxing: "You were really planning to go all the way just now?"

Chi Miao: "No, I was just pretending. If someone spat on me and I died, why would I go? Am I stupid?"

The group of prodigies asked curiously, "And you?"

Chi Miao: "I'm just putting on an act in front of my master. If he really asked me to do anything, I'd be the first to run away!"

Everyone: "..."

Okay! Okay, okay!

"But Senior Yan Ge, can you really defeat that monster?"

Chi Miao: "I don't know. If we can't beat them, we'll run. The lightning that's going to strike them is on its way."

Everyone: "..."

The flesh-and-blood monster roared once more: "Yan Ge—Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"The foremost prodigy, Yunmo's heart, unparalleled swordsmanship... a Mahayana stage cultivator, this time, I absolutely cannot lose!!!"

However, Yan Ge just gave a disdainful laugh.

"Alright, enough of this. You've ruined yourself over some useless, superficial things. If you ask me... you're not even as good as my good-for-nothing eldest disciple."

"Your son's Dao heart can be destroyed, but I never thought that your Dao heart could be destroyed even at the Mahayana stage. You are truly fragile... My Mahayana cultivation is far beyond what a sickly person like you can compare to!"

"Die!" Wenren Xiao roared at the enormous monster, drawing his sword!

That terrifying aura seemed capable of swallowing the heavens and the earth!

This is the true battle of the strong!

However, Yan Ge gave a disdainful laugh and gently adjusted his fake beard.

The moment the giant sword pierced Yan Ge's skin, everyone could hear a pleasant yet disdainful "humph".

Then, his figure vanished from the spot and transformed into ten thousand radiant divine swords in the blink of an eye, the sword light completely enveloping Wenren Xiao in front of him in an instant!

click!

Yan Ge appeared behind the giant and sheathed his sword!

"This sword strike is called—"

The giant behind him froze, his eyes filled with disbelief, as the giant sword in his hand gradually crumbled and disappeared.

"No……"

In an instant, the world changed drastically, and the heavenly tribulation punishing those who broke their promises enveloped the giant's entire body!

Before that thunderous light lay Yan Ge, his false beard blown off.

His brilliance as a top-tier expert was revealed once again.

He said:

"The mourner suddenly hears last night's song, and the broken sword's glorious spirit reappears!"