Boom! Boom!
One after another, thick saber beams, like a pack of rampaging evil dragons, roared and rumbled as they slashed toward the dozen-plus Mystic Liquid Realm experts.
Although those dozen-plus Mystic Liquid Realm experts charged with all their might, forced back by those fierce saber beams, they couldn't advance a single step!
This was because the saber beams unleashed by Dugu Huan were not only terrifyingly fast, but each stroke was stronger than the last.
The Mystic Liquid Realm experts would barely block one blade, only to find an even more terrifying saber beam already bearing down upon them, leaving them scrambling in utter panic.
Viewed from afar, that entire patch of space was filled with a savage saber momentum, blanketing the sky and covering the earth, churning and surging like a tidal wave.
"What a masterful saber technique!"
Countless martial artists in the square whispered in astonishment.
"Damn it!"
The dozen-plus Mystic Liquid Realm experts were each furious and alarmed, yet facing those fierce and overbearing saber beams, they could do nothing about it.
The high-ranking members of the Tianxuan Sacred Land all wore grim expressions.
The Tianxuan Sacred Land was hosting this wedding today to curry favor with Wu An.
Now that such an incident had occurred, it was not only akin to slapping the Tianxuan Sacred Land's face in public, but worse, if Wu An was displeased, the consequences would be severe.
At that moment.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a pained shriek rang out. A Mystic Liquid Realm expert failed to dodge in time and had his right arm swept by a saber beam, instantly shattering it.
Terrified, this Mystic Liquid Realm expert desperately retreated.
Boom…
An even more powerful saber beam came crashing down with overwhelming force.
"Ah!"
This Mystic Liquid Realm expert could no longer withstand it. With a final scream, his body was struck, exploding on the spot into scattered pieces, utterly annihilated in body and spirit.
"Run!"
The remaining Mystic Liquid Realm experts, already struggling immensely, grew even more terrified at this sight. They turned and fled in unison.
"Where do you think you're fleeing to!"
Dugu Huan's saber momentum was at its peak; he had no intention of letting them go. The broken saber in his hand slashed out consecutively like lightning.
Boom! Boom!
Thick saber beams surged like dragons, chasing after them.
"Ah! Ah!"
One Mystic Liquid Realm cultivator after another was struck, their miserable cries ringing out.
In the blink of an eye, seven or eight Mystic Liquid Realm experts met a miserable death under the saber, while the rest were severely wounded, escaping desperately.
Hisss!
Witnessing this scene, countless martial artists sucked in cold breaths.
Dugu Huan's overbearing saber technique sent chills down the spines of many.
"The three hundred and fiftieth blade!"
Dugu Huan, holding his broken saber, his gaze like cold lightning, spoke word by word.
Just now, he had unleashed a total of three hundred and fifty blades, defeating over a dozen besieging Mystic Liquid Realm experts!
"Excellent! It seems Dugu Huan's current level of saber mastery is far higher than I estimated!"
Ye Yunfei was overjoyed.
"Release her. Now."
Dugu Huan raised the broken saber in his hand and spoke coldly toward the platform at the center of the square.
Wu An's face darkened.
"Seeking death!"
The high-ranking members of the Tianxuan Sacred Land also flew into a rage.
"Young Master Wu An is already very displeased! We must kill this little bastard! Otherwise, our goal of currying favor with Young Master Wu An and connecting with the Wu Clan through him will come to nothing."
The Holy Master of the Tianxuan Sacred Land had an extremely grim expression, sending a Sound Transmission to the other elders.
"I'll go kill him!"
A deacon at the early Soul Formation Realm strode forward, charging toward Dugu Huan.
"The three hundred and fifty-first blade!"
Without another word, Dugu Huan unleashed the Thousand Absolute Blade once more. A surging saber aura, like a dazzling flood dragon, pounced toward that deacon.
Although Dugu Huan's moves were simple, they were straightforward, his saber momentum astonishing, and highly effective!
The deacon took step after step toward Dugu Huan, but the saber beams Dugu Huan unleashed grew faster and faster!
When Dugu Huan unleashed his four hundredth blade, the deacon finally felt immense pressure.
"Damnit! This brat's every blade is stronger than the last. I'm about to be unable to hold on!"
The deacon's steps slowed, and sweat began to bead on his face.
"How is this possible! His saber technique is actually this formidable!"
The deacon was extremely unwilling.
He was a Soul Formation Realm expert, and a deacon of the Tianxuan Sacred Land at that, possessing some renown within the entire Northern Wilderness Domain. Yet now, in full view of everyone, he was being forced into such a sorry state by a junior!
When Dugu Huan unleashed his four hundred and tenth blade, the deacon could no longer advance a single inch!
His face began to pale, large drops of sweat continuously sliding down his forehead.
"I… I'm actually no match for him!"
This early Soul Formation Realm deacon was both shocked and furious, inwardly roaring.
"Let's go together!"
Seeing this, the other high-ranking members of the Tianxuan Sacred Land couldn't hold back any longer. Five deacons simultaneously strode out, surrounding Dugu Huan.
These five deacons were all Soul Formation Realm experts: three at the early stage, two at the middle stage.
Thus, the situation became six Soul Formation Realm experts acting against Dugu Huan simultaneously.
"This young man is truly too monstrous! He actually forced the Tianxuan Sacred Land to dispatch six Soul Formation Realm experts to deal with him!"
Countless martial artists were utterly shocked by this sight.
The six Soul Formation Realm experts each retrieved their weapons and treasures, unleashing various ultimate killer moves, bombarding Dugu Huan with wave after wave of fierce and terrifying attacks.
For a time, that space boomed with deafening roars.
Boom…
At this moment, Dugu Huan, still holding his broken saber, did not change his moves. He struck out with one blade after another.
Dugu Huan's movements had slowed considerably, but with every blade he unleashed, the power grew increasingly stronger.
Every saber beam he sent out seemed capable of cleaving heaven and earth apart, the saber momentum astonishing.
This was the characteristic of the Thousand Absolute Blade: simple moves, constantly repeated, but the saber momentum continuously stacked, each blade stronger than the last!
"The four hundred and thirtieth blade!"
Very soon, Dugu Huan had unleashed the four hundred and thirtieth blade!
Facing the endless stream of saber beams unleashed by Dugu Huan, the six Soul Formation Realm experts of the Tianxuan Sacred Land felt mounting pressure; for the moment, they actually couldn't get close to him.
"How is this possible! Six Soul Formation Realm experts still can't handle this kid!"
At this moment, countless martial artists inside and outside the square were thoroughly dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.
"Not bad."
Ye Yunfei was very satisfied, nodding repeatedly in praise.
"However, Dugu Huan will soon be unable to hold on. At his current level, unleashing four hundred and thirty blades is almost his limit. Next, it's time for me to make a move."
Ye Yunfei thought to himself.
"Hu Miao, Huang Shang, the two of you are responsible for rescuing Wen Zi from that platform."
Ye Yunfei instructed Hu Miao and Huang Shang.
"You go help as well."
Ye Yunfei said to the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm.
The Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm excelled in spatial energy, and its speed in traversing space even left Ye Yunfei in awe. Having it help with the rescue was the best option.
Immediately, Huang Shang transformed into a faint ghostly shadow, stealthily sinking into the ground below, heading toward the platform at the center of the square.
With Huang Shang's current strength, even late Soul Formation Realm experts would find it hard to detect him.
The Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm transformed into a streak of golden light, directly vanishing into the depths of space.
"Send a few more men up there to kill that little bastard!"
The Holy Master of Tianxuan Sacred Land roared in fury.
The Tianxuan Sacred Land had dispatched six Soul Formation Realm experts together, yet they still couldn't deal with a nameless junior. If word of today's events spread, it would undoubtedly become a joke!
"Let me handle this!"
An old man stepped forward, stating coldly.
A late Soul Formation Realm expert!
The Tianxuan Sacred Land's strength was on par with the Heavenly Dao Academy's; it possessed quite a few late Soul Formation Realm experts.
"Brat, you dare to cause trouble at Young Master Wu's wedding ceremony? This is a capital crime! If you kneel down and commit suicide in front of everyone, perhaps I can leave your body intact. Otherwise, I will definitely beat you to pieces!"
The old man spoke as he strode toward Dugu Huan, his attitude condescending.
"If you can kneel down and commit suicide publicly, I can also leave your body intact."
At that moment, a calm voice rang out. Then, a young man, hands clasped behind his back, stepped into the air, ascending.