Chapter 24: The Power of Illusion

as complicated, and what troubled him most right now was what to do about Xue Jingjing's child in her bellyOtherwise, when we get home, why don't you persuade her to spank the childJust then, Xue Xinx...Wang Ya spoke slowly, a blood line appearing on his neck.

A deathly silence fell over the arena. The shouts and clamor of the crowd abruptly ceased.

Wang Xuan stood beside Wang Ya, a drop of fresh blood falling from the tip of his sword.

Quiet!

The entire martial arts arena fell silent.

Everyone stared in shock at the martial arts stage, their eyes fixed on the silhouette of the black-clad young man.

That sword strike, so strong, so fast, truly amazing!

A sword strike of thunderous might!!

Wang Chan covered her mouth with her hand and widened her eyes. It was with such swordsmanship, Wang Xuan used such elegant swordplay to save her from the clutches of the Nie family demons.

Ye Yan's mouth was agape, a tidal wave of shock surging through his heart. His mind was filled with the awe-inspiring figure of that young swordsman from just moments ago.

All the talented young men and women of Blackwater City were stunned.

The young men from outside the city, who had been laughing and joking, hadn't taken this martial arts competition too seriously. Now, they were all petrified.

People in the audience stand up almost instantly.

Is the battle over

One sword!

The Patriarch and Elder of the Wang Family were filled with astonishment, deeply surprised by the younger generation's single blow that had killed Wang Ya.

Gradually, smiles appeared on the faces of the two old men. Looking at the thin figure of the young man, they were filled with satisfaction.

They were still worried, thinking Wang Xuan would die on the stage. They never expected it! The young man gave them a big surprise.

The Elder said: "Just based on that single strike, Wang Xuan is worthy of becoming the young clan leader, and even... the future clan leader of the family."

The Great Elder said, "Indeed, Tai Shang, look. It turns out Wang Xuan already has the cultivation of the ninth level of the Profound Yuan realm. This young fellow is truly well-hidden."

The Supreme Elder smiled and said, “Very good.”

The three elders were shocked. How was this possible Wang Xuan had only been at the ninth level of the Soul Condensation Realm ten days ago, so how could he have risen to a whole new realm in such a short time Could it be that he had been concealing his strength all along!

Ye and Nie, the clan heads, looked grim. This young prince had been hiding his true depth all along. He had feigned carelessness, but now it was clear how terrifyingly shrewd he truly was. In the future, he would surely become a great danger to both clans!

"Heh heh, clever." Lao Dan stroked his beard and smiled.

"Sixteen years old and already at the Ninth Level of the Xuan Yuan Realm!"

"He killed Wang Ya with a single sword!"

The Wang family used to look down on Wang Xuan's children, but now they were dumbfounded and completely speechless.

They had expected a fierce battle, or perhaps Wang Ya easily suppressing Wang Xuan. After all, Wang Ya was called a genius, while Wang Xuan was considered a waste.

"So, Mu Qingyue's husband is quite powerful."

A group of weavers were very curious. They had previously woven together with Mu Qingyue and all pitied her, even thinking that she was raising a lazy good-for-nothing.

On the battle stage.

Wang Xuan's face remained calm.

Shi Yingjian, having fused several sword-type martial souls, indeed saw his swordsmanship improve greatly after advancing to the Spirit level.

Regardless of one's understanding of kendo, the cultivation of sword techniques, or the display of swordsmanship power, there are significant and obvious improvements.

"Moreover, the power of Shōten no Ken's inherent soul skill itself has increased. However..."

Wang Xuan looked at Wang Ya, who was still in shock and couldn't accept it. He knew that Wang Ya hadn't been killed by his sword.

Wang Xuan: "Isn't that surprising enough"

Wang Ya's body shook, a jade pendant on his waist rose with a grayish light, enveloping his entire figure.

Just now Wang Xuan's sword strike only grazed the skin of his neck, failing to truly cut into flesh.

"Wang Xuan, you truly..." Wang Ya snarled, her voice filled with rage and shock. But before she could finish her sentence, another sword light slashed towards him.

With a 'bang', it was blocked by the gray light.

"What, that's a Qilin Jade!”

"It's too shameless! Two disciples fight, and one actually uses the family heirloom!"

"Oh no, the Qilin Jade was left behind by our ancestors. It possesses immense protective power, especially when fully unleashed, it can withstand attacks from any cultivator within the Secret Realm."

No wonder Wang Xuan's previous sword strike didn't cut off Wang Ya's head, what a despicable act! It's too unfair to Wang Xuan like this!

Wang Ya is already standing at an unassailable position, Wang Xuan is truly doomed this time!

"Boss, you're here too"

"Hmm."

The crowd was in an uproar, shaking their heads constantly.

The outcome of this battle has been decided. Although Wang Xuan possesses the cultivation base of the ninth level of the Profound Element Realm and his swordsmanship is formidable, he can't break through the radiance of the Kirin Jade. How could he possibly defeat Wang Ya He will only be killed by Wang Ya.

Elder Three roared, "What are you still talking about Kill him!"

Where's the fairness, a warrior fighting will use every advantage, it's not shameful.

"I know, you don't have to tell me!"

Wang Ya roared in rage, his hands clenched into a soul-sealing grip. A ten-meter-long martial spirit giant snake rose up.

From a young age, I've always been in charge of him. He, Wang Ya, is a genius; he doesn't need to be disciplined. He wants independence, he wants freedom.

Boom!

The Wuhun Great Snake lunged at Wang Xuan, but the young man leaped backward to dodge. The snake's head smashed through the blue stone bricks on the fighting platform.

"I will not be defeated, Wang Xuan. You cannot possibly win against me."

Wang Ya urged the giant snake phantom, constantly pouncing and biting Wang Xuan, extremely ferocious.

"To reach this level of cultivation, do you know how much I've suffered, how much pain I've endured... No one understands me, you will never understand how hard it has been!"

Therefore, I am invincible, die Wang Xuan!

Wang Ya fully operated the secret cultivation technique, and a ten-meter-long serpent phantom rapidly grew to twenty meters, swiftly attacking and biting Wang Xuan.

On the battle stage, snake shadows darted back and forth. The young man constantly dodged, his speed matching that of the serpent. So fast were they that even some of the spectators struggled to follow their movements.

The younger generation of people marveled, "This is the power of the Hidden Realm It's terrifying, utterly impossible to defeat."

Although Wang Xuan lost, he still maintained his honor.

"Yes, facing Wang Ya's secret realm attack, he could even counterattack sometimes."

"Unfortunately, his swordsmanship couldn't pierce the defense of the Qilin Jade."

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The elder of the Yuezong nodded slightly. He hadn't initially placed much importance on this battle, but both Wang Ya and Wang Xuan had qualified to study in the sect.

Mu Qingyue gazed at the situation on the battle stage, her brow furrowed.

"Whew~" Wang Xuan dodged another phantom strike from the giant snake, landing on the edge of the platform.

With a slight shake of his head, Wang Xuan sneered, "Your so-called suffering is nothing but the result of your spoiled and self-righteous upbringing."

You, a wicked creature, who cultivates evil arts as a woman, are also suffering

How many people have died because of you How many souls want to collect their debts from you, you evil wretch You deserve to die!

"Although the Kirin Jade can deflect most attacks for you, could you withstand this move"

Wang Xuen thought, pinching a soul incantation with one hand.

With the Qilin Jade protecting Wang Ya, external attacks would indeed be difficult to reach him. But what if we attack from the inside

His eyes turned cold, with intricate golden patterns emerging in Wang Xuan's pupils, weaving together into a strange eye ring.

Wang Ya looked at those strange eyes and couldn't help but be taken aback. It turned out that this useless person was a pupil-type martial spirit user

'Om.'

Just as Wang Ya was thinking this, he suddenly felt dizzy and the world around him spun. His vision blurred rapidly, and in a flash, he found himself in a bloody space.

"Where am I I was clearly in battle, why am I here in this eerie place" Wang Ya exclaimed in terror.

He looked down at his feet, a sea of blood churning endlessly. The sky above was blood red. He was bound to an iron pillar.

"Even a dream realm wouldn't know, you call yourself a genius." The young boy chuckled, his laughter echoing around the surroundings.

"An illusion Was I under a spell" Wang Ya exclaimed, he was experiencing an illusion attack for the first time.

This inconceivable ability, he had only heard that those in the upper sect possessed. Why would Wang Xuan also have it

"Wang Ya, who are they"

One by one, blood people crawled out of the sea of blood, crawling towards Wang Ya, eating his flesh and sucking his blood.

"Ahhh~~~~ No! Don't kill me!" Wang Ya cried out in despair. The faces of these blood-stained figures were all those he had killed in the past.

Illusion may seem to last a very long time, but the outside world only takes a blink of an eye.

On the battlefield, Wang Ya suddenly knelt down in pain, his martial soul, a giant snake, collapsing and dissipating.

Such a scene left many spectators in the arena baffled.

"My, this young man actually knows illusion magic" The Elder of Yanyue Sect exclaimed with surprise, "And his mental strength seems incredibly powerful. He instantly caused the opponent to trip!"

"As a Dan Master, how could my mental and soul power be weak," lao Dan scoffed.

On the battle stage, Wang Xuan's face was cold.

Wang Ya's sudden defeat wasn't entirely due to the disparity in their mental and spiritual powers. There was also Wang Ya's poor state of mind to consider.

Wang Ya's cultivation pain, compared to what he had endured in his past life, was nothing at all, insignificant.

Moreover, Wang Ya practiced a quick-result and harmful evil technique.

"Wang Xuan, please don't kill me! I was wrong!" Wang Ya screamed, blood rapidly flowing from her seven orifices. She grasped her head with both hands, twisting her neck slowly as if trying to snap it.

The Three Elders and Sea Old Man rushed to the battle stage, seeing Wang Ya possessed like a demon, they were extremely anxious.

"Wang Xuan, stop!"

Three Elders, led by the esteemed Hai Gonggong, arrived at the stage and leaped down.

Wang Xuan: "Die!"

Pffft!

Wang Ya violently exerted his hands, twisting the man's head off his body. Blood sprayed wildly from the severed neck.

"Brat, how dare you harm him" The Third Elder and Hai Gonggong leaped onto the fighting platform, their eyes bloodshot as they each used their martial arts to try and kill Wang Xuan...e Ling'er as a goddess.They also didn't understand why the once lively and lovely Mulan suddenly became as cold as a snowy mountain one day. But that kind of coldness, an unattainable goddess-like dem...