I cultivate the Chaos Technique

On the arena, the fierce battle between Zhang Yifan and Ling Tianya reached its most intense stage. The air was filled with scorching sword energy and boundless killing intent, as if the entire world was being shaken by their fight.

The surrounding audience held their breath, everyone waiting for the final result of this life-or-death battle.

As time went on, Zhang Yifan's attacks became increasingly fierce. His swordsmanship was incredibly sharp, each strike carrying the force of thunder, forcing Ling Tianya to retreat step by step.

Ling Tianya's face was now pale, and his breathing was becoming erratic, as if his internal energy was rapidly draining away.

"Zhang Yifan, your spiritual energy... why hasn't it been depleted yet?" Ling Tianya gritted his teeth. He felt his spiritual power rapidly dwindling, while Zhang Yifan seemed to have inexhaustible strength, each move carrying boundless power.

Zhang Yifan sneered, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes: "Ling Tianya, as a Holy Son, your spiritual energy reserves at the late Golden Core stage are not as good as mine at the early Golden Core stage. You've only been fighting for a short while, and you've already reached your limit, while I am far from reaching my limit."

Ling Tianya's heart skipped a beat; he finally realized the true predicament he faced. Zhang Yifan had not only been endowed with immense power, but more importantly, his spiritual energy reserves far exceeded those of ordinary people. What shocked Ling Tianya even more was that Zhang Yifan's spiritual energy seemed inexhaustible.

"Damn it, I'll risk it all!" Ling Tianya grabbed a handful of Spirit Recovery Pills and stuffed them into his mouth. Spirit Recovery Pills are elixirs used by cultivators to restore their spiritual energy. They can replenish energy consumed during battle. One Spirit Recovery Pill can restore a cultivator's spiritual energy to its peak state.

Ling Tianya ate more than a dozen in one go. His spiritual energy surged wildly. In no time, his depleted spiritual energy was fully replenished. However, the growth of spiritual energy still didn't stop. So Ling Tianya tried to compress his excess spiritual energy, but the growth within his body still wouldn't cease.

Ling Tianya was also a decisive person. Seeing that the spiritual power was still increasing, he poured all of it into Zhang Yifan's body.

"Zhang Yifan, don't you have a lot of spiritual power? I'll give you some more! Haha~ Haha..." Ling Tianya began to go crazy.

The spiritual energy that Ling Tianya injected into Zhang Yifan's body was being frantically absorbed by the Nine-Turn Golden Pill. At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on Zhang Yifan.

Zhang Yifan's aura progressed from the early stage of the Golden Core realm to the late stage. No one expected that the spiritual energy Ling Tianya infused into Zhang Yifan would actually help him break through to the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

Upon seeing this, Ling Tianya felt a surge of blood rush to his chest, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted from his mouth.

"Impossible! How could I lose? Zhang Yifan, you ant! How could I, the Holy Son of the Lingyun Sword Sect, lose to a lowly servant like you?"

"Ling Tianya, stop deceiving yourself. You have been completely defeated." Zhang Yifan said coldly, his sword flashing as it aimed directly at Ling Tianya's vitals with unparalleled power.

Ling Tianya barely held on to the last line of defense. His spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and his internal strength was beginning to show signs of decline. With each swing of his sword, he could feel that powerlessness, as if his whole body had become unusually heavy.

"I don't believe it... I will never lose to you!" Ling Tianya roared, mustering his last bit of strength, and suddenly unleashed a sword aura in an attempt to launch a final counterattack.

However, this sword energy seemed utterly powerless before Zhang Yifan. Zhang Yifan's sword, imbued with powerful sword energy, slashed down like lightning, instantly tearing apart Ling Tianya's attack. Ling Tianya's figure was blasted away by the immense sword energy, crashing heavily onto the arena, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

“Your spiritual power is completely exhausted. You have lost,” Zhang Yifan said coldly, his voice deep and firm, as if delivering a final, decisive blow.

Ling Tianya lay on the ground, his eyes filled with resentment and anger. He couldn't accept that he had been defeated by a disciple who hadn't been favored. What made him even more desperate was that his spiritual energy was completely exhausted, leaving him with no power to fight back.

“Zhang Yifan…you…” Ling Tianya gritted his teeth, but his voice sounded weak.

Zhang Yifan gave him no further chances. His sword was aimed directly at Ling Tianya, its energy surging like a storm, carrying a resolute killing intent. All the spectators held their breath; they knew this would be the decisive blow.

Ling Tianya's eyes were filled with terror. He tried to struggle to his feet, but his weak body could no longer support him. Looking into Zhang Yifan's cold gaze, an indescribable fear welled up inside him.

"This sword is to end all of this." Zhang Yifan's voice was as cold as ice. His sword energy suddenly surged, carrying unparalleled power, and pointed straight at Ling Tianya's heart.

"No!" Ling Tianya roared in despair, but it was too late to change anything.

"You brat, how dare you!" roared Ling Yundao, the sect master of Lingyun Sword Sect.

Zhang Yifan's sword light was like a shooting star, instantly piercing Ling Tianya's chest. A trace of despair and unwillingness flashed in Ling Tianya's eyes. His figure gradually dissipated in the sword light, turning into a wisp of green smoke and disappearing from the arena.

Silence reigned around the arena. Everyone was speechless with shock at the scene before them. Ling Tianya, the Holy Son of the Lingyun Sword Sect, had actually been killed by Zhang Yifan with a single sword strike. This result was unbelievable to everyone; Zhang Yifan had actually dared to kill Ling Tianya, and even after Lingyun had warned him.

“This…how is this possible?” an elder exclaimed, his voice filled with disbelief.

“Zhang Yifan… he actually killed Ling Tianya!” Another elder was equally shocked.

"The victor is king, the loser is king!" A sharp sword aura slashed towards Zhang Yifan. Seeing this, Zhang Yifan had no choice but to parry with his sword. Lingyun Dao's sword aura was incredibly domineering. When Zhang Yifan received the sword aura, he was blasted off the stage.

"Sect Master, what does this mean?" Zhang Yifan shouted loudly at Ling Yundao.

Many disciples below the stage also began to speak up for Zhang Yifan. The crowd began to criticize Ling Yun in a cacophony of voices.

"Lingyun Dao is unworthy of being the leader of a sect. He has no sense of morality whatsoever. He said that life and death are not important. When his son killed the former Holy Son, he kept saying that swords have no eyes and life and death are left to fate. But when it comes to his own turn, he shows such a true face."

"Shut up!" Ling Yun roared. Then, he unleashed a sword aura at the disciple who had been shouting the loudest. The disciple was instantly pulverized into a pile of minced meat, beyond any doubt.

Everyone was stunned by him.

"I am the Sect Master of Lingyun Sword Sect. What I say goes. Zhang Yifan killed my son. I will kill him. Who agrees? Who disagrees?" Lingyun Dao coldly shouted at the crowd.

Everyone was furious but dared not speak out. Ling Yundao has gone mad. He kills whoever he catches. Those who commit heinous acts are bandits. Now, can we announce the results? Zhang Yifan said calmly, then sheathed his Heavenly Profound Spirit Sword. His figure appeared exceptionally tall and resolute in the sunlight.