A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

With a clang, the longsword was drawn.

The blade was covered with numerous cracks, as if blood was flowing through them.

This strange, blood-red longsword instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The eerie aura emanating from the sword sent chills down one's spine with just a glance.

"Sheng'er, has the compatibility reached this level...?"

Lin Xingwei saw the cracks on the blood sword and felt extremely complicated, falling into deep thought.

Chen Yue scoffed, "A broken sword, cracked beyond recognition, and you still treat it like a treasure? Is the Lin family too weak to survive?"

The sarcastic remark had no effect on Lin Sheng's state of mind.

Source energy flowed along the crack, and the blood-red blade, enhanced by the source energy, made the blood-like red liquid within it even brighter.

"Whether it's a broken sword or not, we'll only know after we try it."

"Today I will use your blood to consecrate my sword!"

With a whoosh, Lin Sheng's figure vanished in an instant, leaving only a shallow crater in the ground where he had stepped.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Sheng's figure had already flashed to Chen Yue's right side.

He gripped his longsword, crouched slightly, and assumed a posture of gathering power.

This angle will deliver a heavy blow to Chen Yue's waist.

In this suffocatingly dangerous situation, Chen Yue did not make any dodging movements, which made people hold their breath for him.

"Will it severely injure him, or will it cut him in half, or will it be blocked by that strange ice wall?"

In a split second, Lin Sheng considered a variety of possibilities.

Then, he unleashed a sword strike.

Chen Yue's eyes were bloodshot, as if two lines of bloody tears would flow out at any moment.

Everything seemed to be in slow motion to him.

This naturally included Lin Sheng on the right side of the body. To others, Lin Sheng's speed was so fast that it created afterimages.

In Chen Yue's eyes, it was as slow as a tortoise crawling.

"Moving so slowly, are you a turtle?"

"Primordial Supreme Technique, Break Through the Mountain!"

A massive, dark red hammer appeared out of thin air in mid-air.

The oppressive aura emanating from it even made Lin Sheng's blood sword hesitate.

"If your sword continues to be this slow, then my hammer will be smashing into you."

"I just don't know if your body is harder, or my giant hammer is harder."

Chen Yue let out a breath, giving Lin Sheng ample opportunity.

"Slow down! You've got a chance, you have to seize it!"

A moment later, Chen Yue, wielding a giant hammer, forcefully smashed it down on Lin Sheng's sword-wielding hands.

But this time, there was no sound of the sword hitting the ground.

Lin Sheng's hands trembled as he quickly stepped back, looking at Chen Yue with an incredulous expression.

The blood-stained sword seemed to have become one with Lin Sheng's hands, with fine lines growing from the hilt that were inseparable from his palms.

"The Blood Moon Severing Scroll, Slaying the Sun and Gazing at the Blood Moon!"

Lin Sheng let out a soft shout, and the thin line connecting his palm to the sword hilt seemed to lead directly to the Source Sea.

Chen Yue's figure gradually transformed into the blazing sun.

Not far behind, a red moon rose, gradually obscuring the blazing sun's rays.

"Has his move become this powerful?"

"Even if someone's cultivation level is a whole realm higher than his, will they still be affected?"

Chen Yue clearly felt that as the light was partially obscured by the red moon, his aura and vitality weakened accordingly.

It was as if the source sea within his body had been sealed after the blazing sun was completely blocked, and his movements were temporarily restricted, turning him into an ordinary person who could not move or use his source power.

Back then, Lin Sheng used this move to sever all of Chen Yue's meridians, rendering him a cripple.

However, back then, both of them were at the Body Tempering Realm, and without the support of source energy, the power of their sword moves was greatly reduced.

There was no blazing sun or blood moon then, only a seemingly simple yet extremely powerful sword move.

But he was indeed defeated by this move, "Slaying the Sun and Gazing at the Blood Moon".

Now, with the support of source energy, this move has been given a dazzling new look, and its power has been greatly increased.

Not only are their physical movements restricted, but their source energy is also blocked.

Lin Sheng leaped into the air, intending to slash down with his sword, but the light in his eyes was noticeably dimmer than before.

All the source power within the Source Sea converged on the Blood Sword, unleashing the strongest strike of the sixth level of Enlightenment.

Lin Sheng decided not to continue testing the waters, as it was pointless to waste his source energy.

It would be better to unleash the strongest attack at the beginning when the source energy is abundant.

Zhan Yang gazes at the blood moon; if he could cripple Chen Yue five years ago, he can do the same today.

Lin Sheng was full of confidence, certain that Chen Yue's source sea had been sealed off and his movements were severely restricted.

Once this sword falls, there will be no resistance whatsoever.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, blood will be spilled on the spot, and the battle will end immediately.

He was not Chen Ming. After being tricked, he was pierced through the chest with ten thousand daggers, his sacred body was dug out and crushed into pieces, and he died tragically on the spot.

"Die!" Lin Sheng slashed down with his sword.

The generated airflow spread outwards, and the light shone as brightly as the sun in the sky.

The atmosphere froze, the dazzling sun obscuring the figures of the two.

Apart from the two people on the field, everyone else could only see bursts of white light.

It's unclear what's happening on the field, or whether Lin Sheng's sword strike actually injured Chen Yue.

Everyone held their breath and waited quietly for the white light on the martial arts stage to dissipate, hoping to see the two fighting as soon as possible.

The stadium was eerily quiet; the thoughts of tens of thousands of people were remarkably unanimous.

A series of crisp clicking sounds rang out.

Immediately afterwards, everyone heard the sound of something falling to the ground.

"What exactly was that cracking sound? Could it be Chen Yue's skull?"

Lin Sheng slowly looked up and saw that Chen Yue was standing perfectly intact in the center of the white light.

Above my head was a familiar piece of black iron.

That sword strike just now seemed to have landed on that piece of black iron.

"Isn't that piece of black iron the same nameless black iron that was auctioned off at the Jiangcheng auction back then?"

"Since nothing broke, what exactly are those fragments that fell to the ground...?"

Lin Sheng pondered for a long time, then silently looked at the blood-stained sword in his hand.

"Could it be..."

Lin Sheng looked down and glanced at it; that one glance nearly broke him.

The blood-stained sword in his hand was already broken in half.

The fragments that fell to the ground were neither Chen Yue's skull nor the nameless black iron.

It was his blood sword that broke in half and shattered into dozens of pieces, falling to the ground.

"My Blood Sword is broken?!"

"How is this possible? How could it break?!"

"That piece of black iron is harder than my earth-based weapon?"

Lin Sheng looked on in disbelief, questioning the meaning of life.

Chen Yue scoffed at these words and put the piece of black iron back into his storage bag.

"You don't believe me when I tell you you're holding a broken sword. It shatters with the slightest touch. It's not even as good as my big black iron block."

Chen Yue looked at the scattered fragments on the ground, then at the broken blood sword in Lin Sheng's hand.

The blazing sun on his body and the blood moon that appeared behind him disappeared as the blood sword broke.

Chen Yue shook his head in disappointment, thinking to himself, "Earth soldiers, so what if they are earth soldiers?"

"The black iron in my hand is a fragment of the ancient imperial weapon, the Heavenly Meteor Blazing Hammer."

"Don't even mention mere earth soldiers, even heavenly soldiers wouldn't be of any use!"