In my cultivation journey, I completely crushed a group of chosen ones.

Su Yinglan, the young master of the Frost God Palace, is dressed in white, his temperament as cold and aloof as frost. The sword in his hand is named "Silver Frost Snow".

As its name suggests, the sword gleams with a cold, silvery light, as if covered with a layer of frost.

"I've heard that the Divine Son of the Lingyun Sword Sect on the Spirit Feather Sacred Continent possesses superb swordsmanship. I've come to learn from him."

Chen Yuting stepped onto the stage, his eyes sharp and his voice cold as a blade: "Make your move."

Su Yinglan moved like lightning, disappearing from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Chen Yuting, and the Silver Frost Snow Sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning.

A flash of frost!

This move is extremely fast, making it difficult to react, and the frost on the blade can freeze a person's movements in an instant.

Chen Yuting unleashed a sword intent as swift as thunder.

Thunderous Sword Slash!

The sword intent was extremely fast and powerful; wherever it passed, the air was ionized, producing crackling sounds.

It instantly shattered the frost into pieces.

Su Yinglan infused her spiritual power into the Silver Frost Snow Sword, causing the sword to shine brightly.

Frostbite!

A powerful burst of frost shot out, piercing towards Chen Yuting like an ice spike.

Chen Yuting unleashed countless sword shadows composed of lightning bolts. These sword shadows surrounded him, forming a powerful sword formation.

Thunder Prison Sword Formation!

The lightning within the sword formation flickered continuously, like a lightning prison, firmly trapping the frost and ice spikes.

Su Yinglan's expression was grim. Her opponent was so relaxed, treating her like a cat playing with a mouse.

Su Yinglan released the power of the Silver Frost Holy Body, forming a frost domain around her, and the temperature within the domain dropped sharply.

Silver Frost Domain!

Instantly, Chen Yuting was drawn into the domain.

Chen Yuting's eyes were cold. He remembered that he had suffered a loss from this move last time, but his opponent did not have the fighting power of Xuan Yuan Batian.

Chen Yuting was enveloped in dazzling lightning, as if he had transformed into the God of Thunder.

The Wrath of Thor!

Dark clouds filled the sky, accompanied by thunder and lightning. As Chen Yuting swung his sword, a massive bolt of lightning descended from the sky.

It hurtled towards Su Yinglan with earth-shattering power.

Su Yinglan's pupils constricted, and she quickly swung her sword to block, but was instantly blasted away by the lightning.

The domain shattered, and Su Yinglan spat out a mouthful of blood: "I am not as good as you."

Jun Haochen quickly stepped forward and helped the man up: "Brother Su, are you alright?"

Su Yinglan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth: "It's nothing."

“Our Divine Child is invincible. What is the Silverfrost Continent? How dare you challenge it? You are overestimating yourselves.”

"That's right. He doesn't even look at himself. He's just a Holy Son, yet he dares to challenge a Divine Son. His status is simply not right."

"I think Su Shengzi is not bad either. Who can remain undefeated for a lifetime?"

"What, you're not convinced? Let's go up and have a fight?"

The man quickly dodged and ran away. What kind of mad dogs are these? I can't even say a word to them?

“Our Holy Son is not as skilled as others, so don’t be arrogant, or you might stumble one day.”

"What's so great about her? She just got dumped. Well done, Di family girl."

"I'll say it again, I'll beat you to death. The Di family is history and they are not worthy of our Divine Child."

That's why their family was wiped out; they deserved to die. This is the consequence of offending our divine son.

Di Qingci lifted his eyelids: "Life is uneventful, with sparrows laughing at eagles."

The disciples of Lingyun Sword Sect immediately turned their anger towards Di Qingci.

"I thought it was someone who was being arrogant here, but it turns out to be a fugitive from the Di family who is barely clinging to life."

Be careful, lest you know how you died one day.

Di Qingci glanced at the group and said, "You're a noisy toad, while I'm an immortal living a carefree life."

The men immediately became red-eyed and shouted, "You're the toad! You're the big toad!"

Di Qingci covered her mouth: "Big mouth, loves to spread rumors, just like the loudspeaker of Mount Ling."

The others were even angrier: "No matter how sharp your tongue is, you're still a fugitive, someone whose clan was wiped out. What's there to be proud of? At least our clan is safe and sound."

The Emperor family's best children have all been taken away by their grandfather, so it's only a matter of time before the Emperor family regains its former glory.

The wind will stop, the dream will end; the road is long, so don't be arrogant. Everyone has their moment of glory, but don't mistake a moment for eternity.

Using someone else's scars as something to brag about—who knows, one day you might find yourself worse off than them.

"I think the Goddess of the Emperor is right. No one can be glorious all their life. Who knows which will come first, an accident or tomorrow?"

"I find Di Qingci's words quite interesting, and they make some sense."

"The grace and charm of the Goddess of the Emperor are far beyond what those lackeys can match."

In the Ink Shadow Continent, Mo Linxiao, the young sect master of the Ink Profound Sword Sect, flew onto the stage: "I have come to learn from the goddess of the Peerless Sword Sect's high skills."

Di Qingci leaped onto the arena: "Di Qingci of the Peerless Sword Sect."

Mo Linxiao clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Please enlighten me."

The Ink Shadow Sword Slashes Through the Void!

Mo Linxiao's figure flashed like a ghost, and the long sword in his hand unleashed a jet-black sword aura.

Di Qingci brandished the Chaos Divine Sword.

Primordial Sword Breaks Through Chaos Slash!

The sword's momentum was unstoppable, its powerful force causing the space to tremble. Chaotic energy overflowed wherever it passed, instantly shattering the dark sword energy.

Mo Linxiao retreated several steps, his face grim. He drew upon the power of Mo Lei, and the sword flashed with black lightning.

Ink Thunder Sword Strike? Heaven-Shattering!

A black lightning sword aura roared out, extremely fast and incredibly powerful, as if it could shatter the heavens and earth.

Di Qingci wielded the Chaos Divine Sword, creating countless sword shadows, each imbued with imperial might.

Imperial Might Sword Shadow? Illusionary Killing Array!

The sword shadows quickly formed a phantom killing array, and Mo Linxiao was trapped in it, attacked by countless sword shadows.

For a moment, he couldn't distinguish between the real and fake sword shadows. Countless sword marks appeared on his body in an instant, and his expression changed drastically.

Ink-black Sword Dance? Illusory Kill!

The sword shadows fell like ink-black petals, creating an opening and allowing them to escape instantly.

Mo Linxiao's face turned ashen: "The prodigies of your Lingxiao Continent are indeed stronger than those of other continents. I have lost."

Di Qingci looked at the man's green face and chuckled, "You're quite good too. Given time, you might even surpass me."

Mo Linxiao, dressed in black, remained expressionless: "Come challenge me again next time."

"The geniuses of our Lingxiao Continent completely crush those of other continents. It seems that our Lingxiao Continent still has the strongest fighting power."

"Chen Yuting is also very strong in combat. Why didn't he mention that? He's just praising himself."

Di Qingwan stepped forward: "Qingci is amazing, I want to learn from you."

Di Qingyu also said, "Although Qingci is about the same as us, we can't compare to her in terms of combat power. We should focus on cultivating."

Looking at the crowd, Su Ningyan's eyes were filled with surprise. This time she had come too directly, made many friends, and gained even more wealth.

Although An Zhiwei arrived, she still hid in a corner as always, and this time she was wearing several defensive magic items, showing how much she valued her life.

Lou Lanjie's every move exuded elegance: "Goddess of the Emperor, we meet again."

Di Qingci nodded slightly.

Lou Lanjie smiled gently, her voice soft and tender: "Goddess Emperor, what have you thought about what I mentioned last time?"

Di Qingci looked up and met a pair of affectionate eyes, as if she wanted to drown in their tenderness.

“Fellow Daoist Lou, I see that you have high cultivation and extraordinary talent. Why are you so insistent on coming to my side? It’s not worth delaying your cultivation.”