Chapter 61: Complete Victory
"Walk!"
Xuanwu Peak Master Sikong Jing took the lead and took a step forward. As soon as his toes touched the edge of the competition platform, a spiritual barrier invisible to the naked eye suddenly shook.
"boom!"
He was actually bounced back and took three steps back before he could stand firm. The blood in his mouth rushed up his throat and almost spilled out.
"What……?"
The other peak master beside him was shocked and reached out to help, but he found that his feet seemed to be stepped on by a vast ocean of spiritual pressure. Even when he lifted his feet, it felt like a thousand-pound stone was pressing on his body, and he was unable to move!
"I, I can't even lift my feet..."
Chu Hongzhi's face also changed suddenly. He majored in the way of fire and prided himself on his sharp attacks, but at this moment he was bound to the spot by the invisible spiritual power like a tide. He could hardly move and cold sweat ran down his forehead.
The six Jindan Peak Masters, who clearly had high cultivation bases and were discussing tactics with high spirits just now, were now outside the martial arts arena... being suppressed and unable to get onto the stage!
Some people's faces turned red, some gritted their teeth and held on, and some tried to forcibly mobilize their spiritual power to break the suppression... Whenever they made the slightest movement, the spiritual tide pressing on their bodies became more violent, almost crushing their souls!
"Her spiritual power is actually..."
"This is a territory! It's a territory!!"
An elder gasped and lost his voice in horror!
It is almost impossible for a cultivator to control the real domain below the level of Divine Transformation!
Ye Zhao actually used the secret technique of the early Nascent Soul stage to set up a temporary territory, forcing the six peak masters to be unable to move!
The disciples in the audience who were originally eager to watch the fight were now silent, with expressions of disbelief and horror on their faces.
"Isn't she in the early Nascent Soul stage?!"
"Look at their faces! Even Sikong Jing can't stand..."
The disciples of Qingyue Peak were already cheering wildly!
The disciples from other peaks felt as if something was stuck in their throats. Many of those who had previously mocked Qingyue Peak were so ashamed that they wished they could burrow into the ground.
On the high seats, the faces of several peak masters all darkened.
An elder in black robes coughed softly, "To suppress six people like this...it seems that Master Ye Feng has been hiding his strength."
Xie Youran also remained silent, staring at Ye Zhao for a moment, with ripples in the depths of his eyes.
Ye Zhao on the stage did not move a step until the six peak masters were suppressed to the point of blushing and unable to move, then she slowly spoke:
"I've been standing on the stage for a long time, but you haven't come up yet. Are you scared?"
Among the six peak masters, some gnashed their teeth in shame and anger, while others glared in resignation, yet were powerless to refute.
Everyone finally understood that Ye Zhao was more than just the backbone of Qingyue Peak.
She is an unrivaled existence in the entire Sword-Asking Sect!
There was a dead silence in the audience, as if even the wind was blocked by this overwhelming spiritual power.
Then, a series of almost uncontrollable exclamations broke out.
"How is this possible! Six Peak Masters, and not even one can make it to the stage?!"
"What is Ye Zhao's cultivation level? Isn't she only in the early Nascent Soul stage?!"
Many disciples had their eyes wide open, and some of them opened their mouths wide and couldn't close them for a long time.
The disciples who had been expecting to see a wonderful duel now had completely changed expressions, with only deep awe in their eyes.
An outer disciple whispered tremblingly, "Did I...did I laugh at her behind her back, calling her the weakest Peak Master?"
Naturally, the disciples of Qingyue Peak had the strongest reaction.
At first, they were just watching the battle nervously, their palms full of sweat, but now they witnessed with their own eyes that the Peak Master suppressed the six peaks and was invincible, and they were already so excited that they almost burst into tears!
“The Peak Master is invincible!!!”
"Long live Qingyue Peak!!!"
The explosive shouts became louder and louder, and the disciples of Qingyue Peak stood up one after another, hugging and jumping for joy, as if the dark clouds that had been pressing on their heads for years had finally dissipated, and the glory of Qingyue Peak finally shone again!
Some of the older disciples of Qingyue Peak already had red eyes and lowered their heads to wipe away their tears.
"Back then, Master overcame all odds and appointed her as Peak Master, but I refused to accept... I was shortsighted, and I didn't recognize a true dragon..."
In sharp contrast to the cheers of Qingyue Peak was the collective silence of the disciples from other peaks.
They lowered their heads and didn't even dare to look at the people from Qingyue Peak.
Several elders sitting on the high platform could no longer contain their surprise.
An elder who specialized in illusion techniques frowned, "Her spiritual awareness is at least at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage... Is she really in the early Nascent Soul stage?"
The deputy head of the sect's law enforcement hall said solemnly, "If this woman were in another sect, she would become a serious threat in the future."
Xie Youran chuckled softly, the tea in the cup swaying slightly, and said:
"It's a pity that I asked the Sword Sect about her."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the elders fell silent, and their attitude towards Ye Zhao quietly changed.
After the competition, Qingyue Peak became the most popular peak, and the confidence of its disciples was high. Ye Zhao became a god in one battle, and the whole sect was talking about it.
Rong Yan and Jiang Weiqing seemed to be separated from all the hustle and bustle by thousands of mountains and rivers. They stood in front of the mountain path leading to Qingyue Peak, their robes fluttering in the mountain breeze, and their faces were filled with emotions that had been suppressed for a long time.
"You say... will our master forgive us?" Jiang Weiqing's voice was dry.
Rong Yan didn't answer, his veins bulged as he clenched his fists.
If he had known that Ye Zhao was capable of what he has today, why would he have left Qingyue Peak?
The disciples outside Qingyue Peak noticed the two figures and discussions quickly spread.
"Hey, isn't that Senior Brother Jiang? They actually came to Qingyue Peak?"
"Heh, you didn't want to stay and practice at first, but now you're back."
The disciples did not lower their voices, and even deliberately spoke extra loudly, just to make the two of them hear clearly.
Jiang Weiqing's cheeks flushed slightly, but he still forced a smile: "We are here to visit our Master, can you please let him know?"
The deacon disciple sneered: "The Peak Master is in seclusion these days and refuses all visitors. Please return."
Jiang Weiqing said in a deep voice: "Then I'll wait for her at the foot of the peak."
"You're not worthy," a female disciple from Qingyue Peak interrupted her coldly. "When you were high and mighty, you disdained to join us. Now that you've seen the Peak Master's strength, you're trying to curry favor with us. Do you think we've forgotten everything?"
Jiang Weiqing was startled: "I...I didn't mean that..."
"Then what do you mean?" the female disciple asked coldly, "You once trained under the Peak Master. Why did you betray him?"
Jiang Weiqing remained silent, his fists tightening little by little.
Inside the sect, a gentle autumn breeze was blowing.
Jiang Weiqing and Rong Yan quietly shuttled between the main hall and the side peak, pretending to take a walk while secretly inquiring about Ye Zhao's news, but no one paid any attention to them.
In the past, all the disciples would give them some distance wherever they walked by, but now they don’t even bother to glance at them.
"If this continues...we will have nowhere to go." Jiang Weiqing whispered.
Rong Yan was about to speak when he suddenly heard a loud shout: "How dare you! You two, the two of you, trespassing into the main hall, what are you trying to do?"
The one who spoke was Wei Tongshan, the elder in charge of the sect's daily affairs. He came over with a flick of his sleeves, and the spiritual energy vibrating from his sleeves almost made the two men kneel to the ground.
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