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Chapter 803 - 804: Promotion to Kunlun Junior Master

Chapter 803: Chapter 804: Promotion to Kunlun Junior Master

Ye Wudao chuckled and said, "Never seen it before..."

Of course, he had never witnessed the terror of the True Pill Realm.

Because he himself possessed the power of the True Pill Realm!

"Then I’ll let you feast your eyes!" Zhao Qingtian said as he thrust his spear fiercely at Ye Wudao.

"Ghost Tiger Spear!"

Ye Wudao threw out a punch, a fearsome spiritual power wrapped around his fist.

Boom!

A muffled sound reverberated.

Crack!

A sharp snapping sound followed, Ye Wudao’s hand was unexpectedly injured by the spear, fresh blood flowing out.

"Interesting!" Ye Wudao smirked, finally finding a glimmer of interest in the battle.

"Junior disciple, you have no idea about the strength of the True Pill Realm. It’s not too late to admit defeat now!" Zhao Qingtian spoke chillingly.

"Sorry, but I’m not one to back down from a fight!" Ye Wudao answered firmly.

"Kill!" Zhao Qingtian once more swung his spear, as thousands of spear lights filled the air.

"Thousand Spear Shatter!"

This technique was powerful enough to injure ordinary early-stage True Pill Realm cultivators.

Ye Wudao responded with a punch.

"Thunder Annihilation Three Thousand Shatter!"

Boom!

A deafening explosion echoed as the two overwhelming forces clashed, stirring up immense waves and causing the entire arena to tremble violently.

"My god, isn’t this scene way too exaggerated?!"

"Unbelievable! Our senior disciple is already this strong, yet the junior disciple can block it with bare hands!" Yan Donglai and the others gaped, their curiosity about Ye Wudao’s strength growing relentlessly.

Zhao Qingtian spoke, "Junior, use your blade!"

"Haha, how many strikes can you take from me, senior?" Ye Wudao placed his fingers on his weapon and smiled.

"Let’s settle this in three moves!" Zhao Qingtian suggested.

"Fine!" Ye Wudao nodded in agreement.

"Crazy Demon Spear Technique!" Zhao Qingtian’s aura erupted to its peak, resembling a frenzied demon as he swung his spear in a decisive killing strike at Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao grasped his blade tightly, drawing it with a single pull that unleashed a terrifying battle aura. Even ordinary early-stage True Pill Realm cultivators would tremble in fear.

"Thunder Punishment Canglong Slash!"

Boom!

The clash of two fearsome forces shattered the arena into two halves. The shockwaves left many weaker spectators coughing up blood, their faces pale!

"My god, is this what fighting at the True Pill Realm looks like?!"

"Truly terrifying!" All the Kunlun disciples looked utterly shell-shocked.

"Haha, I never expected Kunlun to produce such talent, two young True Pill Realm experts!"

"Bless Kunlun!" The Martial Saint and others were thrilled beyond measure.

Both Zhao Qingtian and Ye Wudao displayed terrifying strength for their age, with limitless potential for the future!

"With Zhao Qingtian’s talent, advancing to the mid or even late-stage True Pill Realm in the future is highly probable!" The Dark Saint commented solemnly.

"Haha, Ye Wudao is even more extraordinary. He’s destined to step into the Spiritual Transformation Realm, perhaps surpassing us all!" The Martial Saint laughed.

Gripping his spear tightly, Zhao Qingtian’s arm trembled, his expression stunned; "No...this can’t be. I’m clearly already at the early-stage True Pill Realm. How could I still lose to him?!"

"Break!" Ye Wudao uttered softly as his blade erupted with a horrifying surge of power.

Spurt!

Zhao Qingtian coughed up blood, staggering backward, his face pale.

"The junior disciple has won!"

"Incredible!" Yan Donglai and the others gazed at Ye Wudao with eyes full of admiration.

"No, I haven’t lost yet!" Zhao Qingtian roared, recklessly tapping into his essence blood to boost his power further, even bleeding from his eyes as he grew increasingly deranged.

"Victory belongs to me! No one can take it from me!" Zhao Qingtian yelled, charging at Ye Wudao with his spear.

Boom!

Ye Wudao staggered backward, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Qingtian’s strength was truly formidable!

"Ye Wudao is injured too!"

"Are you kidding? Did you think Zhao Qingtian was easy to deal with?"

"I still think Zhao Qingtian will emerge victorious!" There were many who believed Zhao Qingtian would win.

"Seems like it’s time to get serious!" Ye Wudao’s expression hardened. The clarity in his eyes suddenly shifted to a demonic, blood-red glare.

"Purple Extreme Devil’s Pupil, activate!"

"Slaughter Battle Body, activate!"

Boom!

A horrifying surge of double forces exploded from Ye Wudao’s body, his aura soaring upward at rocket speed!

Tenfold!

Twentyfold!

"No way, how can his body unleash such terrifying power!" Zhao Qingtian felt an immeasurable fear toward Ye Wudao’s aura!

"Heaven-Stepping Technique!"

Ye Wudao stepped forward, each step multiplying by tenfold!

Eleven steps!

Twelve steps!

Fourteen steps!

Sixteen steps!

Ye Wudao advanced sixteen steps in one breath, his strength multiplying sixteen times over. Adding it to the previous twentyfold, his body erupted with a total of thirty-sixfold horrifying power.

At this moment, Ye Wudao was not someone an ordinary early-stage True Pill cultivator could afford to provoke, even mid-stage cultivators would likely tremble in fear!

"Dragon Slaughter Demon Emperor Slash!"

Ye Wudao swung his blade, its horrifying energy soaring to the heavens, carrying an overwhelming aura that seemed capable of obliterating everything!

It’s over!

Zhao Qingtian felt utterly insignificant in this instant!

His talent, his strength—none of it could compare to Ye Wudao’s!

Crushed utterly!

Zhao Qingtian dropped his spear, giving up all attempts at resistance.

At the very moment of destruction, a thunderous noise filled the air.

Boom!

The entire arena split into two halves.

Standing before Zhao Qingtian, the Martial Saint extended one hand, effortlessly blocking Ye Wudao’s full-powered blade.

"Martial Saint Master!" Ye Wudao looked stunned.

"Enough, you brat! Were you trying to kill your elder brother?" The Martial Saint scolded sternly.

"Apologies, I couldn’t hold back!" Ye Wudao said sheepishly, immediately lowering his blade.

Zhao Qingtian, on the other hand, knelt heavily onto the ground and said, "I’ve lost!"

Ye Wudao withdrew his terrifying aura and smiled, extending a hand; "Senior brother!"

Zhao Qingtian looked up at Ye Wudao’s smile and reached out his hand, pulling himself upright.

The Martial Saint was highly satisfied with this display, turning to declare loudly; "I hereby announce, Kunlun’s nineteenth successor, Ye Wudao, shall lead Kunlun! Anyone who defies this will be killed without mercy! Effective immediately, inform all factions and clans across Dragon Country!"

The entire crowd erupted with applause!

Tens of thousands of Kunlun disciples and elders clapped vigorously!

Below the stage, Yan Donglai, Dugu Zhan, and Weir clapped with all their might, shouting excitedly; "Holy crap, we knew junior brother would win!"

"Junior brother is invincible!"

"Totally badass!"

Even Zhao Qingtian clapped, his face filled with genuine admiration as he said, "Congratulations, Young Master Ye!"

"Senior brother, want an apple?" Ye Wudao pulled a fresh apple from his belongings and handed it to Zhao Qingtian.

Zhao Qingtian took it, biting into it with gusto and smiling; "Haha, it’s so sweet!"

Ye Wudao stood quietly, listening to the ocean-like waves of cheers around him.

The sound was indescribably wonderful!

Ye Wudao reflected on the past ten years of arduous cultivation, remembering the struggles of a weak, helpless boy who had climbed step by step through relentless practice and countless hardships.

At this moment, he stood atop Kunlun’s peak, becoming its true master, gaining a position of unparalleled authority!

Looking back, it was indeed a tale of hardship and triumph.

"Kid, congratulations!"

"Watching you rise like this, we can finally dedicate ourselves fully to cultivation." The Sage of Medicine, the Sage of Wine, the Dark Saint, and others clapped, offering their heartfelt congratulations to Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao bowed deeply to the elders and said, "Wudao owes everything to my masters!"

"Alright, stop being so modest!"

"Kunlun has many disciples, but achieving your level of success is one in ten thousand!" The Sage of Medicine and others laughed.

Ye Wudao smiled humbly.

"Kid, would you like to know Kunlun’s true secret?" The Martial Saint suddenly asked.