Chu Kuangren stood there, looking at Linghu Teng and Murong Yu lying on the ground. His eyes showed a hint of disappointment.

“Weak. So utterly weak. I can't even muster any energy to fight you properly.”

The other sword cultivators around them swallowed hard, shaken by seeing how effortless he had suppressed the duo.

“Chu Kuangren's power is far too horrifying.”

“Exactly! Is he even human?!”

Linghu Teng gingerly lifted his head that was bloodied and bruised and stared at the white-robed figure not far off with blazing reluctance of his defeat.

“How could he be this powerful?!”

“Despicable!”

In the distance, Murong Yu, who was sent flying by Chu Kuangren, leaped into the air with eyes red with rage. Beams of light swirled around his body before it merged to form ancient and mystical runes that emanated heavy Daoist Rhymes.

The runes piqued Chu Kuangren's interest.

“Boundary Sage sword runes. Interesting.”

The runes were a form of connection between heaven and earth; they existed to catalyze and simplify the condensation of heaven and earth's power.

Thousands of runes existed in the world, and each one of them was mystical in its own way.

Sword runes were runes specifically tied to sword Daos, and it had the incantation that was capable of increasing a sword cultivator's power. The higher level the sword runes, the more power one would be granted.

In this world, Honorable runes were considered very rare, let alone Boundary Sage runes.

With the Boundary Sage runes' boost, Murong Yu's sword qi intensified, exploding in a burst of exceptional Daoist Rhymes.

“Chu Kuangren! Let's see you take this!”

Murong Yu howled like thunder as he struck with the sacred sword in his hand. Thousands of sword qis shot forth, weaving together to form a terrifying python that looked like it could consume the skies. It let out an ear-piercing cry before charging towards Chu Kuangren.

Faced with this sword attack, the target simply lifted his hand calmly. The Five Supreme Foundation Levels within him then glowed faintly, and his spiritual power surged like cras.h.i.+ng waves.

He still did not draw his sword and struck out his same old palm attack.

The majestic power of his G.o.dly Mountain instantly exploded, easily shattering the terrifying python that was weaved from sword qi.

The impact of the collision between the sword qi and Chu Kuangren's palm strength lashed back at Murong Yu. Forced to bear the full brunt of it, he was thrown into the air like a kite with cut strings while he coughed blood.

Even with Boundary Sage runes, he was still no match for Chu Kuangren. He could not even get the man to draw his sword!

Two great Young Emperor swordsmen were utterly defeated in the hands of one man!

Next, Chu Kuangren looked in the direction of Tempest Mountain's Ling Feng. Him, who was called Lunatic Swordsman, a Young Emperor swordsman whose obsession with swords was unparalleled, stood frozen in place, staring at Chu Kuangren with trembling eyes.

He was terrifying!

Even he could not easily defeat both Murong Yu and Linghu Teng like how Chu Kuangren did.

Not to mention that he had not even drawn his sword yet, so this was not his full power!

It went without saying that his opponent was so much stronger than him.

“I already said this earlier. Had you attacked with those two, you could have at least shown a few more moves. Now, you only have one chance.”

“Draw your sword! Show me the Tempest Mountain's ultimate sword Dao!”

Chu Kuangren simply stated.

Ling Feng gripped his sword as his body trembled, but he did not strike in the end.

He was frozen in fear.

“I told you to strike!”

Chu Kuangren said coldly as if he were reprimanding a child.

At that, the Sword-based Daoist Rhyme surrounding him surged like a tidal wave, suppressing Ling Feng like crazy!

Forget striking Chu Kuangren, he could barely lift a finger under the deadlock of Sword-based Daoist Rhymes!

“I-impossible!”

“I… I am the Tempest Mountain's great sky-pride, and yet I'm unable to even draw my sword before him? At least, just a single strike!”

With those thoughts, Ling Feng slowly drew his longsword with his teeth clenched and raised it towards the sky, channeling a Sword-based Daoist Rhyme.

The sword qi swirled and formed an illusory sword shadow above his head.

Under the heavy suppression of Chu Kuangren's Daoist Rhyme, Ling Feng's sword shadow continued to tremble as if it would crumble at any time.

“Good! Now, Strike!”

Chu Kuangren said indifferently, but his Sword-based Daoist Rhyme only intensified.

“Ah!!”

Ling Feng howled, insanity taking over as he felt the horrifying Daoist Rhyme intensify. Still, the sword shadow above him had yet to strike.

The onlookers were horrified at this sight. Just how strong and terrifying was the pressure to drive the Lunatic Swordsman insane?!

“Come on! Do it!”

Ling Feng screamed in his heart.

Sadly, the sword in his hand could not even keep from trembling under the pressure of the Daoist Rhyme, let alone land a blow.

“Sigh, in the end, you still couldn't break through your limitations. Even as the Lunatic Swordsman, this is the best you can do.”

Chu Kuangren shook his head.

The rampant Sword-based Daoist Rhyme burst once more, and the surge shattered Ling Feng's illusory sword shadow.

Ling Feng's willpower finally gave way as he crumpled to the floor.

In the end, he couldn't strike even once.

“I lose.” The Lunatic Swordsman sat there on the ground, crestfallen. He felt extremely frustrated and defeated.

The onlooking sword cultivators felt like they were witnessing history in the making. The dignified Lunatic Swordsman was suppressed so hard that he could not even strike once!

It was too shocking.

“Lunatic Swordsman's abilities are definitely stronger than both Murong Yu and Linghu Teng, but even he was suppressed to the point that he couldn't strike. Clearly, Chu Kuangren wasn't using his full power against the other two.”

“I doubt he was even using half of his power.”

“Good heavens, Chu Kuangren is too abnormal.”

“Absolute beast!”

“I don't believe it! I refuse to believe it!” Linghu Teng forced himself to stand as he howled in a crazed rage. He then urged his spiritual power to keep fighting.

Yet right at that moment, an immense pressure fell from the heavens, instantly suppressing every sword cultivator in the area except for Chu Kuangern.

The weaker ones collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

It was the aura of Sage Dao!

In the sky, four figures appeared.

It was the four powerful Sages of the One Sword, One Mountain, and Two Families. Among three of the four Sages were giving Chu Kuangren a nasty glare.

After all, their families' sky-prides just took a severe beating from him.

Their Daoist cores would likely be affected by this.

“What? Could you possibly be thinking of striking a junior?”

Black Heaven's Third Forefather simply said.

The three Sages retracted their glares at those words. They knew that this was a fight between the sky-prides. If they interfered, the playing field would change and cause a huge war between the orthodoxies.

However, standing idly and watching Chu Kuangren, someone from the Black Heaven Sect, steadily grow increasingly powerful still left a bad taste in their mouth.

“Just stop,” Tempest Mountain's Sage said.

He looked at Chu Kuangren before continuing, “Young junior, I'd like to ask what Opportunity of Fortune laid within the Sword Gauntlet.”

It was not just him but all the other Sages were equally curious.

The Opportunity of Fortune that laid within the Sword Gauntlet had been hidden for years without a soul knowing, and now someone had finally gotten it. Chu Kuangren was not from their families, but the curiosity clawed at the Sages' minds.

“Kuangren, you don't have to tell them. I'm still here, so no one can force you to speak.” Black Heaven's Third Forefather suddenly spoke up.

“Yes, Third Forefather.” Chu Kuangren nodded faintly.

“Black Heaven Brother, this is slightly unreasonable, don't you think? We're simply asking without any intention of taking it. Why do you need to hide it?”

Linghu's Third Forefather frowned.

“Hmph. Whether we tell you or not is our choice. Are you saying you're going to force us to speak?” Black Heaven's Third Forefather shot back.

“You-!”

Linghu's Third Forefather was rendered speechless, and he could only grit his teeth in silence.