Yin Yang Heavenly Emperor Technique

Just as everyone was discussing this, the scroll suddenly flashed violently, and the rankings underwent a startling change.

The names of Yan Shenwei and Situ Jian, who were originally ranked in the top 100, suddenly faded, their points were reset to zero, and they disappeared from the list completely.

Instead, a name that was originally ranked outside the top 400 appeared like a sharp sword, instantly piercing through the entire list!

Thirteenth place: Qingxuan Domain, Qin Feng!

"hiss--!"

Tens of thousands of cultivators who had been closely watching the changes in the rankings gasped in unison, and the scene erupted in uproar.

"Qin Feng, who is this person? Why have I never heard of him before?"

"Am I seeing things? This kid is actually from the Azure Profound Domain? The Azure Profound Domain, the weakest one in the entire Eastern Wilderness?"

"What a joke! A cultivator from the Azure Profound Domain actually made it to thirteenth place? This is an absolutely astonishing dark horse!"

"..."

The crowd was already in an uproar. Compared to Xuanxiao and the other two dominating the rankings, Qin Feng, a person from Qingxuan Domain, ranking thirteenth on the trial points list, was obviously more talked about and impactful!

At the summit, among the disciples of the Enforcement Hall responsible for maintaining order, Jiang Chen's gaze was fixed on that name.

"Qin Feng?"

One of the disciples beside him recognized him, his face filled with shock: "Senior brother, isn't this... isn't this the junior brother we rescued from that demonic cultivator a few days ago?"

"The next three ahead are the elders' personal disciples!"

Another disciple exclaimed in amazement, "This Junior Brother Qin is truly a master of disguise!"

Jiang Chen's eyes flickered as he muttered to himself, "He survived a great calamity, and good fortune is sure to follow... I knew he was extraordinary from the start, but I never imagined he would be this strong."

Although he had high hopes for Qin Feng at the time, he thought it would be good enough if Qin Feng could even enter the outer sect. But now, the other party is only one step away from becoming a disciple of an elder in the top ten!

However, when Gu Nan, the outer sect elder standing in the void, heard the words "Qingxuan Domain," his usually calm eyes unconsciously narrowed slightly.

A hint of doubt arose in his mind.

It seems that their Divine Sword Holy Land has never issued sword tokens in a place like the Azure Profound Domain.

This kid's sword token probably didn't come from a legitimate source.

But it doesn't matter. The Divine Sword Holy Land has never had a rule that the sword token cannot be transferred. On the contrary, they encourage competition. Whoever comes with the sword token is qualified for the assessment!

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At this moment, Qin Feng had already arrived at the location of the underground sword tomb, following the guidance of the broken sword!

Within the sword mound, there were indeed countless ancient swords buried, but due to their antiquity, their spiritual essence had long since dissipated. With each step, the air currents created caused several nearby ancient swords to instantly disintegrate, turning into a pile of grayish-white powder.

Qin Feng stopped, the vertical mark between his brows splitting open, and the golden light of his Eye of Truth pierced through the deathly mist ahead.

At the end of the line of sight, there is a nine-story black stone altar.

At the top of the altar stood a large stone throne. On the throne sat a stark white skeleton.

The clothes on the skeleton had long since weathered away, but a faint jade-colored luster flowed across its surface. A terrifying pressure, capable of suppressing all directions, radiated outwards from the skeleton. Within a radius of a hundred feet, not a single broken sword could stand upright; all were broken and lay prostrate, displaying an absolute posture of submission.

"Was this person a Sword Emperor in his lifetime?"

Qin Feng felt a slight chill.

Only those above the King realm can be considered Emperors!

A powerhouse at this level is extremely rare, a true giant standing at the pinnacle of martial arts, even in the entire Eastern Wilderness.

In the hands of this withered skeleton of the Sword Emperor, a long sword, entirely black with an ancient scabbard, was quietly held. On the blade, a hidden light flowed, emanating an unfathomable and astonishing aura.

This sword is at least a King-level spiritual weapon!

Qin Feng's eyes lit up, and he was about to move to retrieve the sword when, unexpectedly, a sharp and incomparable sword light suddenly slashed from the side. With a "whoosh," it left a deep and narrow trench three feet in front of him!

As the dust settled, a young man dressed in a silver cloud-patterned robe quietly appeared atop a nearby sword hill, looking down at him from above.

"Boy, this is a King-level spirit sword! Where did this nobody come from, daring to covet it?!"

The newcomer was handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. His gaze was sharp as lightning, and he exuded an innate arrogance and powerful aura.

Qin Feng frowned. "Who are you, and how do you know the location of this underground sword tomb?"

This is a secret place controlled by the Situ family, and outsiders should not be allowed to enter.

"From which remote corner did this nameless rogue cultivator emerge that he doesn't even recognize me, Jian Yi?"

Upon hearing this, the silver-robed swordsman's handsome face instantly flashed with anger.

Sword One, successor of the Heavenly Sword!

For the entire younger generation of the Eastern Wilderness, this was a name that resonated like thunder. How dare this kid ask who he was? It was an immense insult to him!

"Sword One?"

Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat. "The one ranked fifth on the points leaderboard?"

He even activated the sword token to confirm, and it was indeed correct!

This person has over 90,000 points, which is only slightly less than the top three.

This made Qin Feng's eyes light up instantly. "So it's a fat sheep delivered right to our doorstep!"

He was worried that he was a little short of the top ten, but this guy in front of him, Jian Yi, had more than 90,000 points. If he shared half of them with him, that would be enough!

This person is truly a kind soul who offered help in times of need.

"A fat sheep?"

Jian Yi's face visibly darkened. Since he entered the Divine Sword Mountain Range, he had been respected and feared by everyone he passed by. Apart from Xuan Xiao and the other two, he had never been afraid of any opponent. This was the first time someone had used these two words to refer to him!

"It seems I, Jian Yi, have been too lenient, to the point that even the most worthless scoundrels dare to spout nonsense in front of me!"

"Take this! Sword Twenty-Four!"

With a loud shout, Jian Yi made a fierce move!

His longsword hummed as it was drawn from its sheath. In an instant, twenty-four dazzling sword energies, solid as tangible material, burst forth like a peacock spreading its tail, blocking all of Qin Feng's escape routes from all directions and overwhelming him with their devastating force!

Faced with this sword technique that had almost no blind spots, Qin Feng simply uttered four words: "Fancy and flashy."

No matter how many routes they come from, I'll only go one way!

In comparison, this sword strike was indeed unremarkable, with only the purest black and white energy flowing through it!

Yin and Yang alternate, and the two polarities give rise to each other!

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

A series of soft, rapid sounds, like popping balloons, suddenly rang out in the deathly silent Sword Tomb.

Wherever the sword's edge passes, the sword energy is completely shattered; anything touched collapses instantly!

It struck Jian Yi's chest with perfect accuracy!

The magnificent silver cloud-patterned robe on Jian Yi's chest instantly shattered, revealing a dazzling, top-grade Heaven-rank inner armor underneath.

On the surface of the inner armor, a clear sword tip mark was deeply recessed.

"puff!"

As if struck by a meteorite, Jian Yi spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying hundreds of meters away!

I felt as if I had fallen into an ice cave!

He stared intently at the groove on his chest, terrified out of his wits. If he hadn't been wearing a top-grade Heaven-rank spirit armor, that sword strike would have killed him!