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

Lin Sheng's expression was complicated as he half-squatted down and picked up a fragment of the blood sword.

A wisp of source energy was poured into it, but it could no longer resonate.

Even when brought close to the half-finished Blood Sword, it remained lifeless, and no miracle occurred.

"It's disconnected, the connection is down..."

"What exactly is that black iron block?!"

Lin Sheng felt a sharp pain in his heart, and the expression on his face was one of despair he had never seen before.

He stared at Chen Yue for a long time, but couldn't utter a single word.

This blood sword was a treasure that Lin Sheng found by chance in a remote area.

When I first saw it, it was just an ordinary weapon.

However, by chance, Lin Sheng injured a member of the Lin family with his sword.

The moment the blade touches the blood, it immediately absorbs it.

Immediately, the first crack appeared on the blade.

The grade of the Blood Sword has also been subtly improved.

Lin Sheng was thrilled with this discovery.

He used his own blood to nourish the Blood Sword and establish a pact with it.

Over the years, the more blood the Blood Sword absorbs, the more cracks appear on its blade.

Its rank has also gradually risen from ordinary weapon to earth weapon.

If nothing unexpected happens, this blood sword will eventually be classified as a celestial weapon.

But now an unexpected incident has occurred. His rank had barely reached the Earthly Weapon level when he encountered a fragment of Chen Yue's Imperial Weapon.

The blood sword was shattered in half, and the rest became scrap metal.

Lin Sheng himself also suffered severe backlash.

Yuan Hai dried up almost halfway in an instant, and his cultivation level, which was at the sixth level of Enlightenment, dropped by five levels to the first level of Enlightenment.

The strongest strike, Zhan Yang Wang Xue Yue, failed to injure Chen Yue's vital organs but severely injured himself.

His natal weapon was destroyed, and his cultivation level was severely damaged.

Lin Sheng has completely lost the ability to fight.

"I've lost..."

Lin Sheng couldn't understand why he had lost, nor could he understand why Chen Yue was so powerful.

Is it really possible for someone to leapfrog two major realms in such a short time?

He was defeated, completely defeated.

They entered the arena with great momentum, ready to engage in a thrilling battle with Chen Yue.

With everyone present as witnesses, a single, fatal blow secured the final victory.

However, the result was that even the strongest attack launched by draining the source sea was ineffective.

For Chen Yue, it was a problem that could be easily solved in the blink of an eye.

"Your sword is shattered, do you still want to continue fighting?"

Chen Yue's cold voice reached Lin Sheng's ears like the Grim Reaper's call.

"Can I continue fighting? Can I still fight?"

It was only then that Lin Sheng realized he had seriously underestimated Chen Yue.

You can't project your impressions from a few years ago onto him now.

His former defeated opponent is now far beyond his reach.

He had to admit that his current situation was no different from Chen Ming's earlier one.

Both of them were initially confident in their own abilities and did not take Chen Yue, who had been known as a good-for-nothing young master for many years, seriously.

Only after the battle did I realize how ridiculous my previous thoughts were.

Seeing Lin Xingwei's anxious expression below the stage, Lin Sheng felt regretful but helpless.

"I have lost this round," Lin Sheng said through gritted teeth, the last trace of arrogance in his eyes vanishing without a trace.

Chen Yue was somewhat surprised that Lin Sheng could actually utter words of admitting defeat.

In my memory, he was a reclusive person who always carried a long sword and rarely spoke.

His arrogance was evident in every inch of his body, revealing that he was a chosen one of heaven.

The Lin family's prodigy will eventually fade away.

The next one, whoever possesses extraordinary talent, will certainly not be this young man named Lin Sheng.

An icicle solidified and quietly landed beside Chen Yue.

"Back then, you destroyed my meridians; today, I will destroy your source sea."

Chen Yue twitched his fingers slightly, and the ice pick shot out smoothly.

With a soft "plop," it pierced through Lin Sheng's already depleted Sea of ​​Origin.

The broken blood sword had already forced Lin Sheng to retreat five levels, severely damaging his cultivation.

At this moment, the ice spike pierced straight through, causing indelible damage to Lin Sheng's Source Sea.

The Source Sea is a place that contains the power of the source.

Once the Source Sea suffers irreversible damage, it means that this person will never be able to obtain Source Power in this lifetime.

To train one's body throughout one's life and become a martial artist.

Lin Sheng looked down and saw that the Origin Sea was shattered, with only a trace of Origin Qi returning to nature through the cracks.

Years of arduous cultivation, ruined in an instant.

Lin Sheng was filled with hatred, but it was all in vain; the deed was done, and the outcome was already set.

At this time, Lin Sheng was just an ordinary person with extraordinary physical abilities.

"Our grudges are completely settled. I admit you are very strong now."

Lin Sheng, dragging his heavily injured body, slowly walked down from the martial arts stage.

He thought that with his cultivation completely dissipated and his source sea destroyed, Chen Yue would no longer take his life.

Until he saw the back of his right hand, a familiar dark red light bloomed, and he suddenly remembered Chen Ming's miserable state.

Feeling a chill run down his back, he turned around and saw dozens of thick, dark red icicles staring menacingly at him.

Seeing this scene, Lin Sheng knew he couldn't escape today.

The horrific scene of Chen Ming being stabbed through the chest by ten thousand stabs will also happen to him.

Lin Sheng straightened his back, met Chen Yue's gaze, and faced death with composure.

Judging from the current situation, neither the Lin family nor his father, Lin Xingwei, can save him.

Xuan Yun Shengzi's stance is clearly on Chen Yue's side.

If one disobeys Chen Yue, it is disobeying the Holy Son of Xuan Yun.

The consequences and costs are something no one can afford.

"Come on!" Lin Sheng declared, undeterred by the prospect of death.

The ice spikes suspended in mid-air were poised to strike, waiting for Chen Yue to make a move so they could immediately rush towards Lin Sheng, who was marked by the source force.

Chen Yue nodded and said nothing more.

At this critical moment, Lin Xingwei was enraged and unleashed his eighth-level spiritual aura.

He rushed onto the stage with astonishing speed, shouting, "My son, I've come to save him!"

The Lin family members below the stage panicked when they saw their patriarch's actions.

With the Holy Son of Xuan Yun still present, everyone is afraid of being implicated!

"Master, calm down! Don't act rashly!"

"Come down, come down! Let's talk this out!"

"Patriarch, I beg you, our whole family is still young!"

Lin Xingwei still retained a sliver of reason. His target was not Chen Yue, but those dozens of ice spikes, which were the weapons that would kill Lin Sheng.

The tragic death of Chen Ming served as a constant reminder to Lin Xingwei.

These ice spikes must be destroyed.

Qingxuan remained calm and made no reaction to Lin Xingwei's outburst.

He knew he didn't need to lift a finger; those three little brats who claimed to be from the Xuan Yun Holy Land would take care of everything for him.

Coincidentally, just as Qingxuan had this thought in mind, Gu Jun developed a strong dissatisfaction with Lin Xingwei's actions.

"Patriarch Lin, do you really enjoy breaking the rules in front of this Holy Son?!"

Gu Jun's aura surged, revealing his Spirit Mansion Realm cultivation level.

Everyone present gasped in shock.

Even though they already knew that Xuan Yun Shengzi's cultivation was at the Spirit Mansion Realm, they were still shocked once again.

Ye Heng, who was the same age as Ye Heng, was deeply frustrated.

Despite bearing the title of the Ye family's prodigy, his cultivation level is only at the third level of Enlightenment.

In contrast, Xuan Yun Shengzi, despite his young age, has already reached the Spirit Mansion Realm, the same level as his father.

Such talent truly deserves to be called a prodigy.