Then, killing intent surged in Jin Zihan's eyes. "How many people have you killed and how many lives have you taken in the two competitions? You're treating all the Martial Cultivators like grass.
"You're infuriating. You're the one who caused us to besiege you. As the saying goes, reincarnation is good. When has it ever spared anyone?"
Hearing this, Wang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly. "The dignified First Prince of the Jinling Dynasty, the future successor to the Emperor's throne, actually dares to speak such nonsense in such a dignified manner.
Wang Yan took a deep breath and clenched his left fist. The Sword Soul of the Heavenly Sword immediately released an extremely sharp Sword Qi.
Astral Power lingered on it, jumping and flashing like electric arcs. The sharp sword radiance was breathtaking.
"Cut the crap. Are you going to come at me together or one by one?"
At this point, Wang Yan's aura had reached its peak. He was like a god, suppressing heaven and earth.
"Let me!"
A cold voice suddenly rang out. Then, a person stepped out of the illusion and looked at Wang Yan with a sharp gaze.
"I've heard that you're very powerful and you're known as the Killing Star. I'd like to learn from you. Please."
Upon hearing that, Wang Yan nodded. This person's illusions had left a deep impression on him.
In the battle with Beiming Wushuang, he only used one move and won the finals with his abundant Astral Power. That had amazed countless people.
"Devouring Heaven and Earth!"
At this time, Illusion took action. He threw a simple and violent punch, and a huge Astral Power Vortex burst out from his body.
Seeing this, Wang Yan's pupils shrank. Beiming Wushuang was defeated by this strange and terrifying Astral Power Vortex.
If there were no accidents, the massive stellar vortex would definitely expand rapidly and form a destructive vortex that could blot out the sky.
Sure enough, as soon as Wang Yan thought of this, the huge Astral Power Vortex expanded a hundred times in a short time.
It was like a primordial ferocious beast that covered the skies and wreaked havoc, opening its gaping mouth and biting towards Wang Yan's head!
"Traversal!"
The afterimage that the Elder of the Heavenly Sword had left behind in the Heavenly Sword Art appeared clearly in Wang Yan's mind.
At the same time, Wang Yan's left hand followed the shadow of the Heavenly Sword Elder and slashed out!
In the blink of an eye, the sharp Sword Qi instantly grew to a length of forty meters. It swept out and rippled with destructive Sword Qi.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the Star Energy splashed in all directions, the astral wind swept across, and the sharp Sword Qi swept out in all directions, mercilessly devouring everything.
Hiss!
When the dazzling star force disappeared, countless people gasped and looked at Wang Yan in shock.
Even someone as strong as illusions was dumbfounded at this moment. His eyes revealed a look of disbelief.
The monstrous stellar vortex was actually split into two by Wang Yan's slash, and then it collapsed with a bang and transformed into countless specks of starlight that dispersed into the surroundings.
"Do you still want to continue?"
Wang Yan stood with his sword and looked at the illusion indifferently. The sword light was flickering, as if it could launch a thunderous strike at any time.
"I lost."
The light in the illusion's eyes dimmed. He slowly turned around and disappeared from this world.
Because this was his strongest move, but it was destroyed by Wang Yan with a single slash. If he continued to fight, he would only die.
It was not worth it to lose his life for the ranking battle, even though all this was secretly ordered by the Prime Warrior saint and he had promised a reward that no martial cultivator could refuse.
Countless people were once again shocked by Wang Yan's strength. He was simply invincible. Even the illusion was no match for him. Who else could defeat Wang Yan?
In fact, the reason why Wang Yan could destroy the illusion's strongest move was not only because of the sharpness of the divine weapon and the power of the martial technique, but also because of the Sky Burying Divine Glyph.
As Wang Yan's cultivation broke through to the second stage of the Cuixing Realm, the Sky Burying Divine Glyph's ability to absorb star power increased again.
Even Wang Yan himself didn't know what the limit was.
The Sky Burying Divine Glyph was known as a bottomless pit for absorbing star power. Only the opponent's attack was purely derived from star power, which was a great supplement for Wang Yan.
If the opponent's attack carried a large amount of star power, the Sky Burying Divine Glyph could also absorb it and offset most of the power. In the end, less than one-third of the attack fell on Wang Yan.
As long as the opponent did not have the strength to crush Wang Yan in an instant, fighting with him was undoubtedly providing him with a steady stream of star power.
This was also why Wang Yan became more and more courageous as the battle went on. He did not show any signs of being dispirited. It was as if his Dantian was like an ocean of star power, inexhaustible and inexhaustible.
"Next."
As Wang Yan's voice sounded, everyone seemed to wake up from a dream. The way they looked at him changed again.
Among them, the three disciples from the Three Palaces had some fear in their eyes. They seemed to have lost their fighting spirit.
"I quit."
Just when no one answered, a young man in the uniform of a Nangong Clan disciple walked out from behind Jin Zihan.
"Fellow Cultivator Wang, I hope to see the day when you become a member of the Nangong Clan."
Hearing this, Wang Yan raised his eyebrows, "Don't worry, you will see it."
Watching the disciple of the Nangong Clan leave, Wang Yan withdrew his gaze.
He and the Nangong Clan were already allies. This person knew that he was no match for Su Mo, so he immediately quit.
"Who else?"
Facing the incomparably powerful Wang Yan, no one was willing to stand out. They looked at each other in silence.
At that moment, Jin Zihan's eyes turned cold, "A dignified God's favored one was scared out of his wits by a Level-2 Cuixing Realm martial practitioner. What a disgrace to all the martial practitioners in the East Continent!"
With a cold shout, Jin Zihan stepped in the air and slowly approached Wang Yan, "Don't worry about my identity, just do your best."
"The moment you stand in front of me, you are no longer the First Prince of the Jinling Dynasty, but one of the martial practitioners."
Wang Yan's eyes were indifferent. He suddenly waved his sword and pointed it at Jin Zihan.
"Come on, let me see what the so-called Royal Family is capable of."
"Arrogant!"
Wang Yan's words and actions immediately angered Jin Zihan. With a roar, Jin Zihan slammed his palm.
"Thirteen Strikes of Jinling, Sky Splitter!"
In an instant, Jin Zihan's palm emitted a faint golden light instead of the dazzling starlight!
It seemed to be a very mysterious and profound technique that could transform the user's star power into other colors of energy.
It seemed that only a Heaven-level skill could transform the Astral Power into other colors!
The next moment, the faint golden light condensed into a square palm print, like an angry Golden Buddha, emitting a terrifying wave of energy that made people's scalps numb.
Thinking quickly, Wang Yan gathered his thoughts, and a large amount of Astral Power flowed into his left arm and into the Sword Soul of the Heavenly Sword.
In a split second, the Heavenly Sword Sword Soul's sword beam instantly burst out, extending for hundreds of meters.
"Crisscrossing Technique!"
(End of this chapter)