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"Phew, it's finally the day of the finals!"

Not long after he transformed into the Holy Sword's soul, a month had passed in the outside world. Xia Wendie, who was extremely beautiful, helped Ye Zichen to get dressed.

"Morning Wind, do your best. No matter the outcome, you must take care of yourself. Do not try to be brave!"

The fact that Ye Chenfeng could continuously defeat Mo Yichen, as well as the fact that Huang Wutian had advanced to the finals, exceeded everyone's expectations. As for the rumors about Ye Chenfeng, they spread like wildfire.

Some said that he came from the Void God Realm and was the child of one of the supreme elders of the Void God Realm, while others said that he inherited the clothing of one of the supreme elders of the Void God Realm.

Ye Zichen turned a deaf ear to the attention of the crowd. He sat silently in the spectator's grandstand and used the Soul Devouring Secret Art to adjust his condition.

"Brother Ye, I just got the news that there is still a huge trump card that hasn't been used."

As Ye Zichen was meditating, Yue Ye Ming's voice entered his ears.

"What kind of trump card?"

Ye Zichen raised his eyebrows slightly, then opened his eyes and asked with a voice transmission.

"Once I use this Ancestral Glyph, I can instantly reach the power level of a four-star Empyrean God!" Yue Ye sent a message saying that he knew.

"Four Star Empyrean God!"

After knowing the Azure Sky's final trump card, Ye Chenfeng frowned.

He didn't expect that not only did Tianqing possess an ancient scroll inscribed with an Ancestral Symbol, but he also had an Ancestral Glyph. He couldn't help but feel a little troubled.

"Brother Ye, if you force out the Sky Cloud Martial School's trump card, it would be better for you to give up immediately. With my understanding of the Sky Clan, they might use this opportunity to kill you." Yue Ye said seriously.

"Thank you for your advice, I will be careful!"

With that, Ye Chenfeng closed his eyes once again and began to adjust his breathing quietly, in order to adjust his condition.

After about an hour, the white-haired old man appeared in the sky. His sharp eyes swept across Ye Chenfeng and Tianqing, then he announced loudly, "I announce the start of the final round of the Hundred Battles."

"Morning Wind, regardless of victory or defeat, you must return safely!"

Xia Wendie held onto Ye Chenfeng's large hand tightly and warned him worriedly.

"Don't worry, he will lose for sure!"

Ye Zichen slowly stood up, while his aura suddenly exploded. He was like an unsheathed divine sword, incomparably sharp.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Zichen's body moved and pierced through the air with shocking speed, landing onto the arena at almost the same time as the Azure Sky Cloud Sky.

Standing on the arena, neither Ye Chenfeng nor Tianqing spoke. Both of their expressions were surprisingly the same, which was that of calmness, a calmness that surpassed the superhuman, causing others to be unable to guess what they were thinking.

However, the aura coming from their bodies was getting more and more powerful.

When the two powerful auras made contact with each other, sparks appeared out of nowhere in midair.

"You guys are ready. Let the finals begin!"

Following the order of the white-haired elder, the aura Ye Chenfeng and Tianqing suddenly released became sharp. They fiercely reprimanded each other in the air, forming a powerful whirlwind.

"Grandmist bloodline, combust!"

Ye Chenfeng's strength and cultivation level were far inferior to Qingyun Peak, so he had immediately used his powerful primordial bloodline to amplify his own strength, closing the gap between his strength and Qingyun Peak.

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng took a step forward. A force of more than 60 billion pounds exploded out from his body, directly dispersing the aura released by the Azure Sky Cloud Sky, causing him to punch out.

"Bang bang bang!"

A punch came crashing over, causing space to tremble. The terrifying fist light dragged a long tail of energy behind it, as it blasted towards Tianyun Qin, carrying an incomparable sense of pressure.

As he watched Ye Zichen's fist hit Tianyun Qing Yun's chest, a sharp spear light pierced through his body. It twisted the space as it pierced through the fist light, breaking Ye Chen's probing attack.

With a forceful collision, the two of them moved at the same time, creating two illusory figures that collided with each other.

In the instant the two collided, the two of them simultaneously unleashed ferocious attacks at each other's bodies.

Although Ye Chenfeng's strength was not as good as Tianqing, his strength was enough to crush a Divine level expert.

In the intense battle, not only did Ye Chenfeng not fall into a disadvantageous position, he actually held the absolute advantage and stopped Tianyun Qingyun's attack.

"The Eight Vicious Spear!"

After being crushed by Ye Zichen's power, killing intent appeared in Tianqing's eyes. With a thought, he summoned the Eight Vicious Spear and stabbed it towards Ye Zichen.

A spear shot out and a deep scar appeared instantly in the air. The terrifying Spear Intent penetrated through several li and directly pierced through Ye Chenfeng's chest.

"Hmm …"

The spear pierced through Ye Chenfeng, causing him to be shocked instead of pleased. His body flashed as he tried to dodge decisively.

However, the moment he dodged, the speed of his illusions turned into afterimages. Ye Chen, who had appeared beside him, released an endless amount of red light from his soul sea. The saint rank sword soul flew out from his soul sea.

"Bam!"

Caught off guard, Tian Qing held onto the Octoterra Spear with all his might to defend, but the Saint Level Sword Soul's might was too terrifying. The terrifying sword intent passed through the Eight Vicious Battle Spear and into his arm, causing his arm to become severely numb, and he continued to retreat.

"Oh my god, a saint rank sword soul! It has only been a month, but this Ye Zichen actually cultivated the sword soul to the saint rank. How did this guy do it!"

"Monster, this Ye Chenfeng is definitely a monster. This cultivation speed is really unheard-of!"

The scene of Ye Zichen summoning the Sacred Level Sword Soul and pushing back the Azure Sky Peak had stunned everyone present, causing them to be unable to believe the scene in front of their eyes.

"Saint rank Sword Soul, I've underestimated you!"

Although the saint rank sword soul that Ye Chenfeng had refined had just been formed, its power was comparable to a high-grade Heavenly Sacred Artifact. This caused Tianqing to be in great trouble, causing his expression to turn even darker.

"Power, unseal!"

Feeling the threat of the Saint-level Sword Soul, Skycloud didn't dare to be careless. He decisively released the power in his body, raising his power to the peak of the 2-star Empyrean God level.

As the Azure Sky Peak rose in strength, Ye Zichen merged with the Divine Blood Bead and Primordial Pearl, and burned with two great true spirit holy flames, causing his strength to reach the peak of a 2-star Dao God.

In the next moment, the two of them moved at the same time, using all their strength to fiercely battle each other.