C1699 (1/2)

”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!”