System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

shhhhh--

As soon as Chen Xuan finished speaking, the Thousand Sword Puppet below seemed to receive a mysterious command. The ten sword boxes opened with a "snap," and immediately a series of clear sword sounds came out, with a total of eighty-one flying swords.

The flying sword appeared suddenly, like a shooting star chasing the moon, or like a swarm of bees pouring out of their nest. Its speed was so fast that it caused the air to vibrate violently, producing a sharp and piercing whistling wind that made people's eardrums hurt.

"The lotus is in bloom!"

Chen Xuan's mind raced, and in an instant, the eighty-one flying swords were enveloped by the Gale Domain and the True Fire Domain, as if they were draped in a dazzling red robe. Then, the swords separated from each other, and in the blink of an eye, they miraculously transformed into crimson lotus flowers formed by the fusion of the Gale and Fire Domains.

Compared to Senior Sister Qinglian's array formation and spells, Chen Xuan's eighty-one blazing lotus flowers, though seemingly rootless water, cleverly formed a unique array of their own, rushing straight towards the sweeping force of the blue lotus like a surging tide.

Boom boom boom——

Eighty-one blazing wind and fire magic lotuses collided with countless blue lotuses in mid-air, like two ancient behemoths colliding. In an instant, light flashed and booming sounds filled the air.

The moment the two sides made contact, a large amount of lotus power annihilated each other, and the light dimmed instantly, just like a meteor falling in the night sky.

The two are different. Senior Sister Qinglian's magical foundation is the ever-flowing Life Spring River on the ground, which is like an inexhaustible source, providing Qinglian with a continuous source of power.

Chen Xuan's Blazing Lotus, whose main body is eighty-one flying swords, cannot be continuously replenished like the former. However, sword cultivators are known for their killing prowess. Although the number of these eighty-one lotuses is slightly less, their killing aura is like a sharp blade being drawn from its sheath, revealing its full sharpness and unparalleled.

The two sides engaged in fierce combat at high altitude, and for a time they were evenly matched, with the battle at a stalemate, making it difficult to determine who would gain a clear advantage.

Such an astonishing scene unfolded before everyone's eyes. The old disciples who had previously been certain that Chen Xuan would be easily defeated, except for the three reincarnated immortals, were all stunned into silence, their mouths agape and their eyes wide, staring intently at the evenly matched duel in the arena, as if they were in a dream, unable to believe it.

"No way?" Feng Yue's eyes widened as she stared intently at the lotus flower formed by Chen Xuan's eighty-one flying swords, her face filled with shock. "He not only blocked it, but he also used lotus magic!?"

"It's also a dual Dao Realm, yet he can so easily fuse the two Dao Realms into a lotus, and use a sword as a guide?" Xuanming thought he knew Chen Xuan better than these second-generation disciples.

However, seeing Chen Xuan unleash a power that exceeded his expectations, he was struck dumb, standing there stunned. He secretly thought to himself that Chen Xuan's current strength far surpassed that of his second-generation disciple.

"How could he possibly be at the second level of the Dao Realm?" Senior Brother Tianshui, who was once the number one disciple of the third generation, still vividly remembered his battle with Chen Xuan yesterday.

He was defeated by Chen Xuan with a single sword strike back then, and it was thought to be due to luck that he broke through in the heat of battle. But seeing him today, I realize that this boy was actually hiding his true strength yesterday. Otherwise, how could he have advanced from the first level of the Dao Realm to the Realm of Mastering the True Fire Dao overnight?

"A realm of two Daos? Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Unlike Xuanming's shock, Senior Brother Tianshui frowned, and after thinking for a while, he couldn't help but be furious; Haoyue felt as if her cheeks were being burned by raging fire, burning with pain, her heart filled with resentment and humiliation, and she gritted her teeth in secret.

"He... he's just a rogue cultivator, without even a powerful tribe. How could he master two Dao Domains at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm? I'm not convinced! Why is that?!"

"This junior brother has such strength after just entering the sect?" Even the usually calm and collected Senior Brother Yun Yi couldn't help but look serious and began to take Chen Xuan seriously, secretly marveling at him.

"The fusion of the two Dao Realms to form the Wind and Fire Lotus is actually on par with Junior Sister Qinglian's magical array. This Junior Brother Chen Xuan is indeed exceptionally powerful." Senior Brother Jianxin also nodded in praise, affirming Chen Xuan's strength.

Senior Sister Piaoxue ignored the questions from her fellow disciples and simply gazed at Chen Xuan with admiration in her beautiful eyes. She murmured softly, "From the moment you entered, you have had this calm look in your eyes. As I expected, your strength is unfathomable."

Compared to the shock and gasps of the disciples from all generations watching the battle, Senior Sister Qinglian, who was personally discussing the Dao with Chen Xuan, was even more emotionally turbulent.

Those senior brothers and sisters outside were merely spectators and had no idea of ​​the immense pressure she endured when facing Chen Xuan's eighty-one lotus flowers alone.

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Chen Xuan, who was completely absorbed in the battle, and fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on her forehead, rolling down like pearls.

Such battles, where all trump cards are played, are incredibly taxing on the mind and spirit, as if one were trapped in an endless abyss from which there is no escape.

Using this move in the wild often results in either the enemy's death or one's own. The current stalemate and indecisiveness are what troubles Qinglian the most.

"Such an outstanding person, such talent, truly..." Even though Senior Sister Qinglian was exceptionally rational, she couldn't help but feel a slight ripple in her heart when faced with such a monstrous talent as Chen Xuan.

Although it was their first meeting, Chen Xuan's strength, demeanor, and character completely overwhelmed Hao Yue, who had previously entangled him.

In the world of cultivators, regardless of gender, everyone has a desire to become stronger.

The strong can receive more resources from their sect, like being surrounded by stars; they can wield power and enjoy a prestigious status; they can go further on the path of cultivation and ascend to the heavens.

There is also a glimmer of hope for becoming an immortal.

To become a free and unfettered immortal, transcending the Three Realms and the Five Elements, is the obsession of every cultivator, hence the majority of cultivators admire strength.

At this moment, as Chen Xuan displayed unparalleled resilience and powerful offensive, Senior Sister Qinglian finally lost her composure.

In addition, she was only a Qi Refining cultivator with limited spiritual power, and her mental strength was not comparable to that of a god or demon like Chen Xuan.

In this evenly matched, frantically battling battle, even with all their skills and tactics employed, it's impossible to determine a winner.

However, as time went by, the life spring river below Senior Sister Qinglian gradually became smaller, and the speed at which each Qinglian flower regenerated after it perished became increasingly slow.

Finally, Chen Xuan successfully broke through this terrifying magical formation. A lotus flower lost its fiery appearance, revealing the flying sword itself. Like an arrow leaving the bowstring, the sword pierced the bullseye of the Hundred Arts Puppet.

In an instant, the countless blue lotuses vanished, and the River of Life disappeared along with the paralysis of the Hundred Arts Puppet, as if a magnificent dream had come to an end, leaving only silence.

wow——

The protective array's light barrier slowly descended, and the puppet referee's steady voice resounded throughout the arena: "Thousand Sword Puppet versus Hundred Arts Puppet, Chen Xuan wins!"

As soon as the shout fell, the whole world fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, the stands erupted in uproar, as if a huge rock had been thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.