Possessed by my father, I was reborn and became the supreme ruler.

But a dangerous glint flashed in Situ Jiuxiao's eyes, as if everything was just beginning. Shen Jinyan was about to take another step forward when he was frozen in place by a cold look from Situ Jiuxiao.

Those eyes were like icicles in the dead of winter, carrying endless pressure, instantly making him feel a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He opened his mouth, but the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he could not make a sound. He could only clench his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh, leaving deep marks on his palms.

Beside her, Bai Yueling anxiously watched Ye Yunjian, her pink fists clenched tightly, her knuckles turning white, her petite body trembling slightly, as if she were also feeling the pressure Ye Yunjian was under.

Ye Yunjian felt a surge of warmth from his friend's concern, which dispelled some of his physical fatigue.

Just when everyone thought Ye Yunjian was about to collapse, the spiritual power within his body suddenly broke free of Situ Jiuxiao's interference, like a wild horse breaking free of its restraints.

An even more powerful force surged through his meridians. He took a deep breath and once again circulated the Profound Fire True Technique.

This time, the flow of spiritual energy became incredibly smooth. He focused his mind and body, and his hands quickly formed hand seals. From his palms, an even hotter and more dazzling flame rose into the air, like a small sun, radiating scorching light.

The fireball ripped through the air with a sharp whistling sound and landed precisely on the charred stone pillar, instantly erupting into an even more intense burst of flames, causing the entire pillar to teeter precariously in the flames.

Nie Hanshan stroked his beard, a slight smile playing on his lips, seemingly quite satisfied with Ye Yunjian's performance.

Situ Jiuxiao's face instantly darkened, like the sky before a storm, filled with dark clouds.

The muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged faintly. He stared intently at Ye Yunjian, as if he were very angry.

Ye Yunjian sensed Situ Jiuxiao's anger, and an indescribable sense of pleasure surged within him. The hatred from his past life burned like a raging fire in his soul. This brief victory only strengthened his resolve to seek revenge.

However, Situ Jiuxiao would not give up so easily. A sinister smile appeared on his lips, like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness. He slowly spoke, his voice low and full of pressure: "Jian'er, the fourth level of the technique is far from enough."

He looked at the audience and said, "Si Tianxiang, come up here."

Si Tianxiang did not expect Situ Jiuxiao to call him to the stage. He hesitated for a moment, glanced at Ye Yunjian, and then stepped forward.

"Jian'er, if you want to enter the small secret realm to cultivate and become a pillar of my Xuanhuo Sect, you will need to demonstrate even more skill. Let me see if you can withstand Tianxiang's Xuanhuo Triple Wave. If you can, it means you have the ability to protect yourself, and I will immediately agree!"

Ye Yunjian said loudly, "Alright! Then I'll experience Junior Brother Si's Triple Waves of Profound Fire."

Upon hearing this, Situ Jiuxiao glared at Si Tianxiang.

Si Tianxiang was startled by the glare and knew he couldn't hold back. He had no choice but to step forward and bow to Ye Yunjian, saying, "Senior Brother Ye, it is difficult to disobey the sect leader's orders. I apologize for the offense."

Although Si Tianxiang had not yet fully developed hostility towards Ye Yunjian, his long-standing jealousy still compelled him to unleash the power of the peak of the Profound Sword realm.

"Senior Brother Ye, be careful!"

Instantly, a powerful surge of spiritual energy emanated from Si Tianxiang's hand like a tidal wave, enveloping Ye Yunjian with a world-destroying aura, as if the surrounding air had been frozen.

Ye Yunjian suddenly felt an unprecedented pressure, as if a giant mountain was pressing down on him. He clenched his teeth, but found that his body was bound by invisible shackles and could not move.

Faced with Situ Jiuxiao's demanding requirements and Si Tianxiang's preemptive strike, Ye Yunjian took a deep breath and began to adjust his state.

The people below the stage were whispering among themselves, believing that he could not do it, and a sense of oppression enveloped the entire Xuanhuo Hall.

Nie Hanshan stroked his beard, a slight smile playing on his lips, seemingly quite interested in Ye Yunjian's performance.

A hint of concern flickered in Xiao Qingshuang's eyes, while Bai Yueling nervously cheered for Ye Yunjian.

Situ Jiuxiao's expression grew increasingly gloomy, his Xuanhuang realm aura suppressing the entire scene, as if the surrounding air had been frozen.

Under this pressure, Si Tianxiang had no choice but to be on high alert, and his momentum surged like a tide.

Ye Yunjian felt an unprecedented pressure, as if a giant mountain was pressing down on him. He gritted his teeth, but found that his body was bound by invisible shackles and could not move.

"Si Tianxiang, you should have a good spar with your senior brother." Situ Jiuxiao's voice was deep and oppressive, like a whisper from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

Ye Yunjian did not answer. He closed his eyes, cleared his mind of all distractions, and focused all his attention.

He took a deep breath, then slowly opened his eyes, a determined light shining in them.

He gripped the sword tightly, a powerful spiritual force surging within him, as if countless rivers were rushing through his meridians.

"Triple Waves of Mysterious Fire!" Si Tianxiang's voice boomed like thunder. With a wave of his hand, powerful spiritual energy transformed into three blazing waves of fire that swept towards Ye Yunjian.

Ye Yunjian's expression remained unchanged as he whispered, "Crimson Flame Flowing Cloud Technique!"

His Xuanhuo Sword was already prepared. He flipped his wrist and stepped out with the Xuanmen Footwork, barely avoiding Si Tianxiang's wave of flames.

Si Tianxiang was initially hesitant, but now that he saw Ye Yunjian dared not confront him head-on, he revealed a disdainful sneer. Ye Yunjian, so this is what happens to you.

However, as Ye Yunjian occasionally countered with the Limitless Profound Fire Wheel while dodging, the flame waves gradually dissipated in his sword light, and Si Tianxiang's face began to show a solemn expression.

"How...is this possible?" Si Tianxiang's voice was tinged with astonishment, and for the first time, a hint of panic appeared in his eyes.

Ye Yunjian's sword light was like the dawn piercing through the darkness, gradually gaining the upper hand.

Among the onlookers, Nie Hanshan raised his eyebrows slightly, Xiao Qingshuang's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and Bai Yueling was so excited that she almost jumped up, her hands clenched into fists, cheering for Ye Yunjian.

“Junior Brother Si, you seem to underestimate me.” Ye Yunjian’s voice was calm and firm. Suddenly, a purple light flashed, and his sword light burned like earth fire. Then, the fire at the tip of the sword flew towards Si Tianxiang’s face.

A chill flashed in Si Tianxiang's eyes. He said incredulously, "Ye Yunjian, how dare you..." Before he could finish speaking, Ye Yunjian's sword light was already close to his throat.

Si Tianxiang's cultivation level was far superior to Ye Yunjian's. With his current improved cultivation, he used his sword to knock the tip of Ye Yunjian's sword away.