"I know what you're thinking, and soon you'll see how vast the difference is between him and me."

Everyone's gaze turned toward the distance.

The powerful auras stirred the wind and clouds, and the starry sea of clouds in the central peaks was trembling incessantly.

The disciples of Wind Thunder Peak all showed cold smiles.

A moment later.

A cold voice echoed:

"Senior Brother Ye, we are here at Senior Brother Ning's order to fetch Junior Sister Lu. Junior Sister Lu has been staying at Wind Thunder Peak for several days, and we appreciate Senior Brother Ye's hospitality."

A blue-robed youth appeared outside Wind Thunder Peak, with the Three-Colored Treasure Ship faintly visible in the distance, and formidable figures appeared indistinctly.

Ye Chen said nothing.

To him, Qin Minghao was not worthy to speak.

Around him, followers sneered:

"What status do you have that you dare speak to Senior Brother Ye? Call the person behind you!"

Ye Ning stepped forward in mid-air, landing in front of Qin Minghao with a sinister grin. Soldier meets soldier, king meets king—the followers failed if they allowed Senior Brother Ye to act against someone like Qin Minghao.

"I know you, Qin Minghao, right? Just a transparent figure among the True Disciples, how dare you act with impunity, assuming you've transformed? Today, I'll make you face reality!"

Ye Ning laughed heartily, sharing the same lineage as Ye Chen, and was exceptionally powerful among the followers.

Then.

He condensed a Primordial Spirit giant hand, reaching toward Qin Minghao—a higher-level application of the Dharma Aspect technique, pooling partial power more purely. Instantly, the sea of clouds rolled, revealing many onlooking True Disciples.

Everyone felt a surge of excitement; they hadn't expected such intense battle right from the start.

But Qin Minghao remained calm.

Once he had to look up to Ye Ning, but now, he had transformed.

Standing calmly, he extended a fist, flickering with black and white light, shifting unpredictably. Practicing the Yin Yang Sword Path, with Ning Qi's guidance, he had transformed, concealing metaphysical profundity; even without the Sword Dao, its power was immense.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering sound shook Ye Ning, and the Primordial Spirit giant hand he condensed was shattered instantly. His Primordial Spirit shook, and he spat blood.

The crowd was in uproar.

Qin Minghao was so fierce?

Ten years ago, he was just the most inconspicuous among hundreds of True Disciples.

"Just under True Inheritor Ning's guidance for less than ten years, he has improved this much?" Each True Disciple felt envious and looked fervently at the figure high on the Three-Colored Treasure Ship.

Ye Ning was humiliated and angry, ashamed amidst the crowd—it wasn't just his face, but Ye Chen's as well.

"I was careless just now, come again!" he roared.

But his arm was held by a disciple.

"Senior Brother Wang," Ye Ning suppressed his anger.

Sharing the same lineage as Ye Chen, he disdained most of Ye Chen's followers except Wang Ye, who was no ordinary man, being among the Top Ten True Inheritance, ranked ninth.

The Top Ten True Inheritance all had their own pride.

Even the first and second True Inheritance would not follow others.

But Ye Chen had gained Wang Ye's allegiance, and the tenth-ranked He Tian had followed Jiang Qingxue, while others ranked higher were solo, with competitive thoughts.

"Let me; you're not his match," Wang Ye said deeply.

Towering with spirit armor and a muscular arm exposed, he was among the few cultivators of Infinite Sword Sect who didn't follow the Sword Dao, practicing body refinement. Ye Chen once promised to leverage the Ye Family's power to find Body Refining Profound Skill for him, gaining his allegiance.

Wang Ye saw clearly that Qin Minghao had stepped into the Top Ten True Inheritance; letting Ye Ning continue would only shame Ye Chen, so he stepped forward decisively.

Ye Ning was unwilling.

But he withdrew consciously.

In the spotlight.

Wang Ye ascended step by step, standing opposite Qin Minghao with a calm gaze:

"For you to rise from obscurity to today is no easy feat. Unfortunately, you shouldn't oppose Senior Brother Ye."

Qin Minghao sneered:

"I'll return the same words to you; Senior Brother Ning is a realm you can't reach."

"How long have you followed Senior Brother Ye, and how much have you progressed? While I, under Senior Brother Ning's guidance, can defeat you today."

His words subtly hurt Wang Ye, who once had great pride but found the path blocked, throwing himself under Ye Chen's command, hoping to gain the Profound Skill. Yet, after these years, the results were minimal, and every mention of it had Ye Chen responding that the time wasn't right.

Looking at the other side, within just ten years, Qin Minghao had gone from the fringe among True Disciples to the Top Ten True Inheritance, the disparity was vast.

For a moment, he felt a pang of jealousy.

Wang Ye's gaze was icy:

"Defeat me? You try it."

Angry, intending to vent on Qin Minghao, he stepped into the air, his figure rising into a hundred-zhang giant with three heads and six arms, each holding fierce magical treasures, all top-grade, emanating murderous aura, cleaving visible traces through the sea of clouds, reflecting the astonishment in everyone's hearts.

"Three-headed Six-armed Soldier Fiend Body!" He Tian whispered, his gaze somewhat serious. He was an old rival of Wang Ye, familiar with him, and this was the early opportunity Body Refining Profound Skill Wang Ye obtained. If not missing parts, his achievements might have been much greater. Not having clashed for ten years, Wang Ye's progress was unexpected.

Beside him, Jiang Qingxue nodded slightly.

She looked toward the distant Three-Colored Treasure Ship, eyes curious with inquiry; if Ning Qi didn't showcase expected abilities today, the issue with Jiang Xuan wouldn't be settled.

Her gaze then fixed on Qin Minghao.

Qin Minghao's eyes showed careful consideration, but he wasn't afraid; a soaring Sword Intent shielded him, manifesting Yin Yang, the black and white sword light flashed toward Wang Ye.

Facing Ye Ning earlier could be handled at will, but now against Wang Ye, he must give his all.

Senior Brother Ning was watching from behind—he absolutely couldn't disgrace him.

Instantly.

The two clashed fiercely.

Both were top-tier in the Primordial Spirit Realm, possessing top-class Profound Skill and Magical Treasures, making their fight intensely turbulent; the sea of clouds overturned, drawing awe-struck attention from True Disciples who couldn't believe Qin Minghao and Wang Ye were evenly matched.

Even… slightly edging ahead.

Primordial Spirit Magical Power conjured sword lights, shifting in the void, constantly dividing, sometimes transforming into dragons, sometimes converging into rivers, revealing profoundness, while Wang Ye also showcased the might of a Body Refining True Monarch, with his punches and kicks wielding immense power, his flesh comparable to magical treasures, rampaging through.

Their combat waves attracted more and more disciples.

Even high-level sect members turned their gaze.

Yet, those Great Powers didn't intervene; wanting to become a strong figure requires contention, even in the sect. This dispute, instigated by Ye Chen and Ning Qi, wouldn't see intervention unless it turned uncontrollable; otherwise, they wouldn't stop it.

Lu Ziyue watched in astonishment, but her gaze remained fixed on the distant Three-Colored Treasure Ship, vaguely feeling a warm gaze looking over, as if assuring her.

The initial tension in her heart miraculously faded, a light smile appearing on her lips.

Ye Chen snorted coldly.

Hands behind his back, watching the battlefield.

Initially confident, his gaze grew colder.

In the sky above, the black and white sword light grew fiercer, transforming into black and white twin hydras, slashing Wang Ye's flesh bloody.

"Slash!"

Qin Minghao shouted, spirited and imposing, integrating the Yin Yang subtlety Ning Qi spoke of, wielding an unbelievably powerful sword strike, forcibly knocking Wang Ye away.

Instantly.

The Dharma Aspect shattered; everyone was stunned.

They witnessed the rise of a prodigy.

Qin Minghao calmed his turbulent emotions, knowing the source of all this. He faced Ye Chen without fear:

"Senior Brother Ye, at Senior Brother Ning's order, we've come to fetch Junior Sister Lu!"

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