"Boom!"

Above the arena, it was a world of ice and fire. Under the ferocious attacks of the two combatants, the entire arena was already riddled with holes—one side ablaze with fierce flames, the other a frozen snowy landscape.

Everyone was staring intently at the arena; this was almost the most spectacular battle of supernatural abilities they had seen in decades.

"Rumble!"

Lin Chen's Purple Flame Golden Fire and Zhou Ci's Ice Spirit once again collided, this time both of them were forced to retreat more than ten steps by the impact.

"How is this possible? Clearly Lin Chen is merely at the Nascent Soul Realm, how can he possibly fight to a standstill with Zhou Ci, who is at the Innate Realm!"

"Isn't it said that there's a world of difference between each realm, that a Nascent Soul is like an ant in front of an Innate? Could it be that all this is a lie?"

Seeing the two evenly matched, everyone was baffled; this almost overturned many people's worldview.

Upon the stage, Zhou Ci's expression grew increasingly somber. Originally, he had wanted an overwhelming victory, yet Lin Chen had dragged him into a tough battle.

To think that he, an expert of the Innate Realm, couldn't gain the slightest advantage over Lin Chen was simply an extreme humiliation for him.

What frustrated him the most was the extreme discomfort he felt during the fight with Lin Chen, as if something was binding his strength, preventing him from fully unleashing it.

"Lin Chen, I never thought you could force me to use my ultimate move. Well, if you die by this technique, your death will be worthy." Zhou Ci's gaze was fixed on Lin Chen, and he had finally decided to show his trump card.

Zhou Ci wanted to use a spectacular strike to tell everyone present that he was the most dazzling genius of China, and he will use Lin Chen's death to tell all those who dare defy the Zhou family that those who comply will prosper, and those who defy will die.

The originally violent Spiritual Energy around Zhou Ci suddenly became calm, murderous intent burst from his eyes, and he raised his hands high.

"Rumble!"

The Spiritual Energy around him suddenly surged violently, countless white Spiritual Energy rapidly gathered between Zhou Ci's hands, and a white giant sword appeared above his head, exuding an air of dominance from the sword's body.

"What kind of ultimate technique is this sword!"

Many were staring at the giant sword suspended in midair in shock, the thick murderous aura emanating from the sword made many people's breathing become hurried.

"It's Kunlun's earth-shaking ultimate technique, Slaying Immortal Sword!"

Boom!

The entire field was in an uproar—the Slaying Immortal Sword, along with the Slaughtering Immortal Sword, Trapping Immortal Sword, and Annihilating Immortal Sword, were collectively known as the "Four Slaying Immortal Swords."

The Slaying Immortal Sword was even known as the number one fierce weapon of the Heavenly Dao, its sharpness and power were unstoppable, an ancient poem says when the Slaying Immortal Sword appears, even gods and spirits are shocked.

Zhou Ci had actually used the Kunlun ultimate technique, Slaying Immortal Sword, clearly intending to kill Lin Chen with this technique.

"This guy actually learned the Slaying Immortal Sword, Lin Chen is in trouble!" Long Wu's face also turned solemn in the VIP seats.

"Lin Chen, today I will let you witness the power of the Kunlun ultimate technique, Slaying Immortal Sword. Dying by this sword will be an honorable death for you."

Murderous intent surged in Zhou Ci's eyes, the giant white sword in his hands, had already become solid, emitting a bone-chilling cold.

Seeing the heart-palpitating giant sword, many powerful fighters drew in a cold breath. Even Nascent Soul practitioners, when faced with this Slaying Immortal Sword, would only have the option of fleeing for their lives.

"Hahaha, Lin Chen, let's see how you can remain arrogant in the face of the Slaying Immortal Sword." Ba Tian was visibly excited in the VIP seats.

Lin Chen, looking at the killing-intent-filled Slaying Immortal Sword, also narrowed his eyes slightly; the Slaying Immortal Sword, as one of the Four Slaying Immortal Swords of Kunlun, was certainly not to be underestimated.

A cold smile curled at the corner of Zhou Ci's mouth, his hands slowly coming together before suddenly slashing down towards Lin Chen in the air.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

The Slaying Immortal Sword emitted several sounds of sword hums, the next instant, the entire blade was filled with Sword Qi, and a Sword Qi tore through the void, stabbing straight at Lin Chen.

A deep trench appeared on the martial arts arena where the Slaying Immortal Sword had passed.

"Such powerful Sword Qi," a wave of astonished voices rose from the audience, many of them inhaling sharply. The Slaying Immortal Sword truly lived up to its reputation.

All eyes were on Lin Chen, as everyone wanted to know how he would respond to such a powerful attack.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, facing the world-shaking Slaying Immortal Sword, Lin Chen did not choose to dodge as people imagined; instead, he burst forth, charging at the Slaying Immortal Sword like a sharp sword himself.

"Has Lin Chen gone mad?"

"Does he actually intend to clash head-on with the Slaying Immortal Formation? This kid is simply seeking death!"

A chorus of astonishment rang out from the stands, seeing Lin Chen's actions as nothing short of a moth darting into the flame.

"Eighth Grade Blazing Burst!"

Accompanied by a furious shout, the Purple Flame Golden Fire in Lin Chen's palm transformed into a massive hand.

"Rumble!"

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the giant palm formed from the Purple Flame Golden Fire heavily slammed into the Slaying Immortal Sword.

Watching this scene, Zhou Ci's mouth curved into a cold smirk. "Like an egg striking a rock, he overestimates himself!"

"Bang!"

The giant palm formed from the Purple Flame Golden Fire was actually pierced by the sword.

"Hahaha, die now, kid!" Zhou Ci laughed arrogantly, seemingly already envisioning the tragic sight of Lin Chen being cleaved in two by the Slaying Immortal Sword.

However, his laughter suddenly came to an abrupt halt as he witnessed an unbelievable scene.

The giant palm that had been shattered was actually congealing once more.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

...

Each time it was shattered, the giant palm reformed, and with each reconstitution, the energy contained within the palm grew even larger.

"So what if it's the Kunlun Slaying Immortal Sword? I'll still crush it!"

With a roar, Lin Chen's aura surged to its peak, his eight palm imprints layered on top of one another, and finally, they congealed once again into a tremendous fiery hand, viciously hammering down on the Slaying Immortal Sword.

"Boom!"

The Purple Flame Golden Fire and the light from the Slaying Immortal Sword intertwined, first pausing, and in the next moment, both massive energies exploded violently, sending a vast vortex of energy sweeping out. Under the shocked eyes of the audience, the Slaying Immortal Sword was actually crushed to pieces by the palm transformed from Lin Chen's Purple Flame Golden Fire.

Two figures burst forth from the midst of the light, both staggering back over a dozen steps, with traces of blood at the corners of their mouths, clearly having sustained significant internal injuries.

"How is this possible!"

A hushed silence fell over the audience stands, and every face bore a look of shock. Lin Chen, with only a Nascent Soul cultivation, had actually managed to shatter Zhou Ci's Slaying Immortal Sword from the Innate Realm. It was simply too incredible to believe.

"How could you have broken my Slaying Immortal Sword!"

Zhou Ci, gasping for air and wiping the blood from his mouth, looked at Lin Chen with astonishment, still unable to believe what had happened.

Suddenly, Zhou Ci's gaze sharpened, staring intently at Lin Chen, his mouth curving into a sinister cold smirk.