At the late stage of Golden Core at the age of twelve or thirteen? What a joke!
If Ayao knew what everyone was thinking, she would definitely say: Don't disbelieve it, he really is only twelve or thirteen years old!
Ayao stared intently at the young man in white.
Feng Chu, he really did come to this secret realm.
This young man was named Feng Chu, a cultivator from the Eastern Region. He possessed both an innate sword seed and a chaotic overlord body. Because he had all attributes, he was mistakenly considered to have a useless pseudo-spiritual root and was rejected by sect after sect. However, he unexpectedly obtained a secret manual for beginners in cultivation. He relied on this common cultivation technique to advance through Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, and Nascent Soul...
Finally, he cultivated all the way to the peak of the Immortal King realm.
In his previous life, he was known as the youngest Immortal King.
In her past life, A Yao met Feng Chu in the secret realm, but they never spoke. However, his domineering presence left a deep impression on her. Later, she heard rumors about him, and when she finally met him again, it was at the Sword God Palace in the Immortal Realm. At that time, he was already a disciple of the Sword God Xie Chen.
It is said that he was kidnapped by Xie Chen and brought back to be his disciple.
It is said that he had a very bad relationship with his master.
It is said that he threatened to kill his master, Xie Chen.
It is said that he undermined his master every day at the Sword God Palace.
Later, for reasons unknown, the two Immortal Emperors, Sword God Xie Chen and Blade Madman Li Yan, fought each other. In the end, Xie Chen killed Li Yan, but he was also seriously injured. While he was seriously injured, he was ambushed and killed by Demon Emperor Tian Luo.
After Xie Chen died, Feng Chu single-handedly stormed the Demon Realm, fighting all the way to the Demon Realm's palace. He fought against the Demon Emperor Tianluo, who was at the Immortal King Realm, and in the end, he dragged the Demon Emperor Tianluo down with him, resulting in their mutual destruction.
A prodigy has fallen, and even A Yao's master, Feng Wu, felt sorry for him after his death.
There are only a handful of Immortal Emperors in all the heavens and myriad realms, and yet three Immortal Emperors and one Quasi-Immortal Emperor perished at once. As a result, when Demon Lord Xuantian launched the war of annihilation, even the united races could not resist him.
Looking back now, Ayao feels there's an air of conspiracy about it.
In short, Ayao must not let this tragedy repeat itself in her lifetime.
Whether it's Sword God Xie Chen, Blade Madman Li Yan, or Demon Emperor Tian Luo, A Yao hopes they can live a long life, as well as the young man in front of her.
Feng Chu stared at A Yao. His young, even somewhat immature face was filled with arrogance and unruliness. Seeing that A Yao was staring straight at him without answering his question, he was a little unhappy.
"Hey, did you hear me?" Feng Chu said in an unfriendly tone.
Ayao laughed and said, "I heard that, that's right. As long as you beat me, this Light Thunder Beast is yours."
Feng Chu glanced at the adorable little beast in her arms, and with a flash of sword light, a silver-white longsword appeared in his hand. This sword was named: Flowing Light.
The black-haired, golden-eyed boy twirled his sword, looked at A Yao with an arrogant expression, and said, "Then let's have a fight!"
"OK!"
As A Yao spoke, she threw the Light Thunder Beast in her arms toward Xu Fengzhi. The Light Thunder Beast screamed in fright when she threw it. Xu Fengzhi instinctively caught the Light Thunder Beast and held it in his arms.
Xu Fengzhi looked at A Yao in surprise. Just now, when she fought with Shen Ci, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, A Yao did not release the Light Thunder Beast. Now that she was going to fight this late-stage Golden Core cultivator, she handed the little beast over to him. Could this young man be special?
Xu Fengzhi scanned Feng Chu with his divine sense and saw that he was only at the late stage of the Golden Core realm.
“I thought you would hold that little thing and beat me up,” Feng Chu said.
Ayao chuckled: "I dare not be careless when fighting you!"
In her past life, she had fought Feng Chu once, at the Sword God Palace, and narrowly won. That fight lasted seven days and seven nights, and her victory was extremely hard-won!
After hearing A Yao's words, everyone's attention was focused on Feng Chu. They were all very puzzled, just like Xu Fengzhi. What was so special about this young man? Lu Xueyao didn't even care about the late Nascent Soul stage, so why did she value this late Golden Core stage youth so much?
Lu Yunxing muttered to himself, "What's going on? He's just a Golden Core cultivator, is he hiding his cultivation level?"
Nangong Rou, Nangong Yan, Shen Ci, and Su Qing, who had previously fought against A Yao, all stared intently at Feng Chu, wanting to know what was so special about him.
Feng Chu was taken aback, clearly not expecting A Yao to say that. A Yao's high regard for him made his earlier displeasure disappear.
On the plain, a girl in purple and a boy in white faced each other from afar, surrounded by onlookers. Before they even made a move, a fighting spirit permeated the air around them, influencing everyone and making them tense.
Looking at Feng Chu opposite her, A Yao felt as if she had returned to her past life.
Amidst swirling celestial light, rising and falling stars and moon, and a dazzling Milky Way, she and Feng Chu stood on the towering martial arts stage of the Sword God Palace. Surrounding the majestic palace were peerless experts from various races, all their gazes fixed upon the two of them…
Memories of her past life flashed by, and suddenly Feng Chu, who was sitting opposite her, moved.
As soon as Feng Chu moved, A Yao's figure also disappeared from the spot.
The crowd saw the two figures blur and cover a distance of several dozen feet. With a clang, the longswords in their hands struck each other, and the ground beneath their feet cracked open with a deafening roar.
The crack instantly spread across the entire plain, reaching the feet of everyone nearby. Everyone was startled, especially Lu Yunxing and Lu Xuening, who were at the Golden Core and Foundation Establishment stages, and their faces turned pale.
An extremely domineering sword aura filled the heavens and earth.
Shen Ci stared wide-eyed at Feng Chu; this guy actually...
He has grasped the essence of swordsmanship!
Not only Shen Ci, but others also felt Feng Chu's sword intent, especially those cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage.
This young man has actually grasped the essence of swordsmanship!
Xu Fengzhi looked at Feng Chu in shock. Now he knew why A Yao dared not be careless towards this young man.
Before their shock could subside, they heard another loud clashing of blades.
boom!
Sword energy shot out in all directions.
Shen Ci, Nangong Rou, and the others quickly retreated.
Before they could react, Lu Yunxing, Lu Yunlin, Lu Xuening, Gu Huaiyuan, and the others were quickly led back by their guards.
Xu Fengzhi carried the Light Thunder Beast and flew backward, landing on a mountain peak with its guards. They looked down in astonishment.
The first sword strike by Feng Chu and A Yao cracked the entire plain. The second sword strike caused the sword energy emanating from the two of them to slice the plain in two huge canyons, each twenty feet wide and hundreds of feet long. The strong winds made the cracks in the ground even more exaggerated.
Ding ding ding ding—
The sound of swords clashing was like a violent storm, each sound striking not only the eardrums but also the hearts of the onlookers. Ayao and Feng Chu's sword speed was astonishing, and each strike seemed to increase in speed with each blow.
Feng Chu was shocked; A Yao was far more powerful than he had imagined. And for some reason, he had a feeling that this girl could see right through him, predicting where his sword strikes would land—a feeling that made him uneasy.
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