Fantasy, I suddenly understood the Chaotic Body

In the sky, energy surged and boiled like a vast ocean, blazing light swept across the heavens, and deafening sounds resounded through the clouds.

Xiao Yun and Ye Dadao were locked in fierce combat high in the sky, both displaying unparalleled strength.

Xiao Yun is invincible in the Divine Bridge Realm and can kill experts in the Cave Heaven Realm who are of a higher level.

However, Ye Dadao is no ordinary Cave Heaven Realm cultivator. He is the Holy Son of the Holy King Sect, possessing extraordinary talent and is also a genius.

If it were Zhao Wuji instead, he definitely wouldn't be a match for Ye Dadao, after all, there's a whole realm difference between them.

However, Xiao Yun is different. Xiao Yun has reached the pinnacle of the Divine Bridge Realm, and he is stronger than Ye Dadao in both spiritual power and supernatural abilities. The only difference is that his spiritual power is not as abundant as Ye Dadao's.

Therefore, the two fought fiercely and were evenly matched.

Ye Dadao was no match for Xiao Yun.

"Is the Cave Heaven Realm really that weak?" Xiao Yun sneered with disdain as he fought Ye Dadao. "If I were in the Cave Heaven Realm, killing you would be as easy as slaughtering a dog. You really are a piece of trash."

Ye Dadao roared repeatedly. As the Holy Son of the Holy King Sect, how could he have ever suffered such humiliation? He was so furious that his roars burned through the nine heavens.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a huge beam of light shot out from Ye Dadao's mouth. It was a golden holy sword, displaying extreme speed and carrying an unparalleled sharpness, shattering the void and heading towards Xiao Yun.

"boom!"

The black sword river controlled by Xiao Yun was directly torn apart by this slash. The terrifying, peerless sharpness pierced into his golden bell shield, leaving a bloody gash on his chest, almost cutting him in two.

Xiao Yun's expression changed slightly, and he retreated rapidly, looking at the golden holy sword in front of him with some shock.

He never expected that Ye Dadao would possess such a terrifying divine weapon.

"How about that? Didn't expect that, did you?"

Ye Dadao gazed at Xiao Yun across from him, his face full of pride, and said, "When I was born, in addition to displaying the extraordinary phenomena of an ancient sage, I also possessed a sacred sword that accompanied me, and that sword is this one. It is a sacred weapon, but it is not yet unsealed. Even so, it is enough to greatly increase my combat power."

Xiao Yun was shocked to hear this. It was actually a sacred weapon. Wasn't that the same level as the Illusion Demon Tower?

He had heard that a saint could use the Illusionary Demon Tower to easily destroy a kingdom; it was practically a nuclear weapon.

Fortunately, Ye Dadao's companion holy sword has not been unsealed. It seems that Ye Dadao's cultivation level is not high enough. It is estimated that he can only unseal the holy sword when he becomes a holy son.

Xiao Yun immediately calmed down. He looked at the smug Ye Dadao opposite him and couldn't help but sneer, "Very well, after I kill you, this knife will be mine. I must say, you really are my lucky star. Not only did you help me complete the task issued by the system, but you also gave me a holy knife. Even the Sudhana is no better than you."

Upon hearing this, Ye Dadao's face darkened. Xiao Yun's words were far too arrogant; he even dared to try to kill him and seize his sword. He was instantly enraged, gripping the golden holy sword and unleashing the power of seven celestial caves as he slashed at Xiao Yun.

"Boom!"

Xiao Yun dared not be careless. He activated the Invincible Fist Seal, gathering all his strength, causing his fist light to illuminate the entire world, making heaven and earth blaze, and heavily met Ye Dadao's Holy Blade.

The collision of the two was like a thunderclap in the sky, shaking the surrounding area. The terrifying energy, like a monstrous wave in a vast ocean, surged and swept in all directions.

"Boom!"

The entire sky was shaking and trembling, as if space itself had shattered.

Below Xiao Yun and Ye Dadao's fierce battle, towering trees were uprooted and shattered in mid-air, leaving behind massive cracks that spread across the ground like spiderwebs, revealing a terrifying, apocalyptic scene.

The power of their battle was terrifying, almost devastating, nearly flattening the ground.

"Buzz!"

Ye Dadao's eyes were cold, and his handsome face was shrouded in a chill. His whole body was radiant with light, and his body shot out like a sharp arrow, leaving a golden rainbow in the sky.

"Kill!" Ye Dadao suddenly raised the holy sword in his hand, and the blade burst out with dazzling golden light, stirring up a peerless sword beam that was a thousand feet long, which slashed fiercely towards Xiao Yun.

This strike was terrifying, as if it had torn the heavens and earth apart. Its unparalleled sharpness formed a terrifying storm of blade energy that swept in all directions, cutting the surrounding ground into pieces like tofu.

"Invincible Fist Imprint!"

Xiao Yun roared, sensing Ye Dadao's astonishing combat power. He no longer concealed his strength and directly activated the Dao patterns, making the golden fist imprint even more unparalleled, like a golden ancient divine mountain pressing down.

"boom!"

When Ye Dadao's golden holy sword struck Xiao Yun's golden fist imprint, it was actually shaken and forced back. The dazzling fist imprint, like a sun rushing over, suddenly exploded, and unparalleled energy surged in like a tidal wave.

"what……"

Ye Dadao screamed in agony as he was blasted backward by the powerful energy. The golden holy sword in his hand flew out of his grasp. His face turned ashen, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood before crashing heavily to the ground, creating a large crater.

"Whoosh!"

Xiao Yun, riding on the Golden Dragon Sword, moved with incredible speed, instantly seizing the golden holy blade in his hand. He unleashed his spiritual power, attempting to suppress the golden holy blade and take control of this powerful weapon.

"Get out of my way! That's my Holy Blade!" On the ground, Ye Dadao's pupils shrank and his eyes widened in fury as he roared at the sight.

Xiao Yun looked down at Ye Dadao, urging his spiritual power to continue suppressing the golden holy sword in his hand, and sneered, "Sorry, it belongs to me now. Thank you for bringing me this sword from afar. When I become a Great Emperor in the future, you will have made a great contribution. Someone will write a biography about you and make you the protagonist."

Upon hearing this, Ye Dadao was so enraged that he vomited blood. He roared, "You want to become a Great Emperor? You're dreaming! Die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly detonated the spiritual imprint within the golden holy sword, transforming it into a terrifying mental storm that blasted towards Xiao Yun.

However, after detonating the spiritual imprint within the golden holy sword, Ye Dadao also suffered a severe backlash. His spiritual power was severely damaged, his face became even paler, he spat out blood repeatedly, and he looked listless.

"snort!"

High in the sky, Xiao Yun snorted coldly. He also felt the powerful spiritual force surging from the golden holy sword. It was indeed terrifying. If a genius like Zhao Wuji were suddenly attacked, his spiritual force would probably be severely damaged, and he might even become an idiot.

Unfortunately, this powerful spiritual force was like the difference between the Yangtze River and the ocean in the face of Xiao Yun's spiritual force, and it could not shake his spiritual force at all.

In just a short while, Xiao Yun destroyed the incoming spiritual energy, then suppressed the golden holy sword and began to plant his own spiritual imprint.

From that moment on, the golden holy sword belonged to him.