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

The formation of twenty-seven flying swords, with its dazzling sword light converging at the center, instantly transformed into a brilliant meteor at the sword heart's command. Trailing a radiant tail, it hurtled towards the water-fire lotus blocking the Thousand Swords Puppet.

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The sword light was like a star falling out of control from the night sky. Its speed was so fast that wherever it passed, people could clearly feel the chilling aura contained in the two complete branches of the sword path. It was like a tangible, cold wind that made people's skin sting.

Wuwuwu——

Faced with such a dazzling sword light that rushed towards him with lightning speed and overwhelming momentum, Chen Xuan dared not slacken in the slightest. He fully activated his divine sense and controlled the water-fire lotus to rush towards it.

boom--

In an instant, a shockwave, as if the heavens and earth had been created, erupted and spread outwards, violently impacting the protective array's light barrier. The light barrier resembled the surface of a lake ravaged by a storm, with ripples spreading outwards in layers, demonstrating the terrifying power of this clash.

Fortunately, this protective array was connected to the Xuanqing Palace's sect-protecting array, possessing profound foundations, which allowed it to barely withstand such an impact.

After the tremors subsided slightly, everyone looked closely and saw that only the outermost few water lily leaves of the water-fire lotus had been slightly cracked. However, in the blink of an eye, under the nourishment of magical power, it was restored to its original state and remained perfectly intact, floating in mid-air, exuding a mysterious and majestic aura.

In contrast, the sword light that was originally as dazzling as a meteor had completely disappeared from the field, leaving no trace.

In this head-on confrontation, the outcome is already decided, and Senior Brother Jianxin is clearly showing signs of defeat.

Such an astonishing scene was presented so directly to everyone's eyes. In an instant, the entire Hall of Proof of the Dao fell into a deathly silence. Everyone seemed to be frozen in place, their eyes all fixed on Senior Brother Jianxin in the center of the hall, their faces filled with disbelief.

"They actually lost. That sharp sword light, I felt utterly powerless just by looking at it, yet it posed no threat to the lotus at all. Even if it shattered slightly, it could instantly recover?"

"Doesn't this mean that in the wild, if one relies on this lotus magic to protect oneself, even an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator would have difficulty harming Junior Brother Chen Xuan in the slightest?"

"That's right. Senior Brother Jianxin's strength is already comparable to that of an ordinary Nascent Soul Daoist, but even so, he couldn't break through Junior Brother Chen Xuan's lotus spell. Just how strong is Chen Xuan?"

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The senior disciples whispered amongst themselves, their expressions of shock and horror evident. They had shown this expression countless times for Chen Xuan, yet each time they were still deeply moved.

Compared to these somewhat "numb" older disciples, the primordial spirit Daoists hidden in the secret place of the Proof Hall were more violently shaken.

It should be understood that even at their level, they have only just touched the threshold of a certain corresponding Great Dao. Some of them are still unable to unleash the power of the Great Dao through any means, and can only barely borrow its immense power in life-or-death battles.

And Chen Xuan? At such a young age, he possesses such astonishing abilities.

"A prodigy, a prodigy like never before!" Xuan Ye stared intently at Chen Xuan, his eyes slightly red, filled with resentment and envy.

"I finally understand why my master didn't agree to me accepting Chen Xuan as my disciple." Fairy Zixin shook her head and sighed softly, her face full of regret. "If he really became my disciple, what would I do if he asked me one day how to cultivate the Great Dao?"

Upon hearing this, the man in green, the scholar, and the drunkard exchanged glances, all seeing bitterness in each other's eyes, before giving each other helpless, bitter smiles.

Yes, if a master is completely ignorant of his disciple's questions about cultivation, how can he be qualified to accept him as a disciple?

"Haha, I finally understand what Master meant by that." Zi Xin smiled, then lowered her head, looking at Chen Xuan, who was the center of attention in the arena below, with a gentle yet complicated gaze, and murmured, "This Chen Xuan must have been chosen by some sect patriarch."