Martial Conquest of the Nine Desolates-Chapter 260 - 258: Breaking the Record

On the towering mountain path of Heavenly Mist Peak, Xiao Ye’s expression was calm, yet he emanated an invincible confidence, as he stood from afar in opposition to Yan Zhen, with a thick smell of gunpowder spreading in the air.

Xiao Ye was not one to seek trouble but when trouble came knocking, he would not shrink back; this was the essence of his Martial Arts Heart.

"In the younger generation of Starfall Country, no one has dared to speak to me in such a manner," a glint of cold light flashed in Yan Zhen’s eyes.

Xiao Ye gave a cold laugh. Facts speak louder than words. When the final results are revealed, let’s see if this self-satisfied guy can still laugh.

"This kid is going to challenge Yan Zhen!"

A buzz of excitement spread through the mountain path, and the news disseminated at an astonishing speed.

There was no need to elaborate on Yan Zhen, a Quasi-Son of Heaven level genius, who had already exhibited his incredible fighting talent three years ago by defeating enemies above his realm. After three years of silent intensive cultivation, his current strength was unknown to anyone.

And the fleeting glimpse of Xiao Ye’s speed just now was similarly astonishing; he was very likely to be a genius of the Quasi-Son of Heaven level as well.

Although this competition was not comparing strength but potential, it was nonetheless captivating.

Da!

Da!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xiao Ye, resisting the pressure brought on by the Array, marched forward.

Yan Zhen paused and waited until Xiao Ye approached him, then said, "You may not be aware, but I haven’t put forth my full strength just now. Next, I will show you what a gap truly is!"

Rumble!

As soon as Yan Zhen’s words fell, the Xuandan within him erupted with dazzling light, shrouding him in an aura of brilliance.

An overwhelming power filled the sky, causing the surrounding mountain paths to shake violently as if thousands of troops were roaring, a truly spine-tingling spectacle.

There was a moment of dead silence around, and everyone was speechless, staring at Yan Zhen, feeling an immense pressure.

"Seventh Transition Xuanwu Late Stage!" Huo Qing’s eyes went blank, deeply shaken.

Originally, he thought that with the Huo Family’s strong support, his cultivation had caught up with Yan Zhen. Now he realized his naïveté.

With Yan Zhen’s potential, defeating a Martial Artist at the Early Stage of Eighth Transition Xuanwu would be very easy; far beyond his capacity to compete.

Xiao Ye’s breathing hesitated, and his eyes showed a slight change, with some shock in his heart, but quickly calmed down.

Yan Zhen’s talent was exceptional to begin with, and as the Young Master of the Yan Family, the resources he enjoyed were certainly incomparable to Xiao Ye’s; such cultivation was to be expected.

"If I had had the same treatment, I would definitely be stronger than you by now!" A war intent surged within Xiao Ye.

With his current strength, he naturally was no match for Yan Zhen, but climbing Heavenly Mist Peak was not about comparing potential.

"Kid, just happily eat my dust behind me!" Yan Zhen glanced coldly at Xiao Ye, then lifted his foot, charging up the mountain path toward the peak like a gust of wind.

"What a great speed!" Seeing Yan Zhen’s burst of speed, everyone was deeply alarmed.

Such speed was almost more than double that of Yan Zhen’s previous speed.

"Hmph, you hid your strength, did you think I haven’t?" Xiao Ye’s eyes sharpened, and then the three Xuandan within him erupted simultaneously. Three types of Xuanwu Power boiled forth, greatly increasing his strength.

Whoosh!

Xiao Ye’s body flickered, lunging forward rapidly, instantly widening the gap with the others.

"Damn, Yan Zhen notwithstanding, but where did this freak come from!" Huo Qing was hit once again upon seeing Xiao Ye’s terrifying speed.

"Which of the two will win? Can they break the record of Heavenly Mist Peak to this day?" The remaining Martial Artists were itching to know but, regrettably, their strength was insufficient to keep up with Xiao Ye and Yan Zhen’s speed.

Or it can be said that, among the Martial Artists present, no one’s potential could compare to these two.

At this moment, at the summit of the mountain shrouded in mist, two gazes pierced through the void, crossing the vast distance, looking down from above.

"Hehe... I have heard about this Yan Zhen; his potential among Starfall Country’s young generation is indeed exceptional, rarely matched by others. I didn’t expect that the young man in black would have even greater potential, the outcome of this competition was determined long ago."

A slightly aged voice emerged, as if coming from the Nine Heavens, ethereal.

For someone of his perspective, deducing the outcome of the competition was easy.

"Senior brother, could that young man in black be the Heavenly Son?" A youthful voice followed.

"The Heavenly Son? Apart from Central State, the chance of a Heavenly Son appearing in the other four states is too low. The young man in black has decent potential, but at most, he’s just a genius at the level of Quasi-Son of Heaven," the aged voice continued.

"Alas, it seems that the Royal Family of Starfall Country will be disappointed," the voices gradually faded away.

...

Whoosh!

Xiao Ye and Yan Zhen, one after another, rapidly advanced along the mountain path.

"The pressure from the Array guarding Heavenly Mist Peak has been consistent; we haven’t even reached the halfway point of the mountain, there’s no need for me to sprint," Xiao Ye thought to himself as he walked. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

One must know, Xiao Ye has undergone several such tests before.

Like the White Jade Avenue in the Heavenly Pride Battle of Black Dragon Country and Yun Feiyang’s cave abode; thus, he had ample experience.

"Sometimes, being at the forefront isn’t necessarily a good feeling, besides the great exhaustion, you also endure heart-pounding suspense." Xiao Ye looked ahead at Yan Zhen.

Indeed, each time Xiao Ye pressed on, Yan Zhen’s expression turned gloomy, then he would speed up to widen the gap between them, also frequently checking on Xiao Ye behind him to prevent being overtaken.

"This kid’s speed is really fast, almost on par with mine." Yan Zhen was somewhat shocked in his heart.

The potential of an individual can be completely seen from this aspect.

"Hmph, I will absolutely not let you surpass me!" After being taunted by Xiao Ye a few more times, Yan Zhen unleashed a surge of power within his body, driving his strength to the extreme, his speed increased explosively, leaving Xiao Ye behind.

"For now, just enjoy being in the lead." Xiao Ye sneered coldly, gradually slowing down his pace.

He had estimated that his top speed was about twenty percent faster than Yan Zhen’s, and he could quickly overtake Yan Zhen if he wanted to.

To avoid being too striking and causing a sensation, Xiao Ye advanced steadily, even taking the time to admire the scenery around him.

Yan Zhen sprinted all the way, relaxing his pace only after leaving Xiao Ye far behind, his breathing becoming disordered.

He turned his head for a glance behind, and seeing no sign of Xiao Ye, he finally relieved.

"Hmph, as long as I widen the distance initially and then seize the opportunity to regulate my cultivation, it will be difficult for you to catch up later." Yan Zhen’s face showed confidence as he took out an Elixir and swallowed it.

Boom!

As the Elixir entered his stomach, the previously dim and lightless Xuandan gradually recovered due to the excessive consumption.

Yan Zhen thus maintained his speed while silently recovering his cultivation.

Only a genius of his caliber could simultaneously consume Elixirs for replenishment and resist the pressure of the Array.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, three hours had gone by, and night had fallen. However, Martial Artists of the Xuanwu Realm have night vision, so darkness did not hinder the continuation of the climb.

At this moment, many Martial Artists on the mountain path gave up due to excessive exhaustion.

"It’s so frustrating, the Lords from the Divine Machine Sect are here, such a rare opportunity and I did not seize it." The defeated Martial Artists sighed one after another, faces full of helplessness, then turned to walk down the path.

Fewer and fewer Martial Artists remained on the mountain path.

Xiao Ye and Yan Zhen, one in front of the other, had passed mid-mountain. Those who could persist till now were all individuals with tremendous potential, capable of defeating enemies beyond their Realm. And those who could make it to mid-mountain were very few.

Xiao Ye still advanced unhurriedly; with his three types of Xuanwu Power, coping with the pressure of the Array was still quite effortless.

Soon, a night passed.

Yan Zhen, who was ahead, had already slowed down. Despite his strength and the supplementation of Elixirs, he was feeling fatigued after resisting the pressure of the Array for a long time.

"Not much farther from the peak, I’ve thrown that kid far behind, I’ve won this contest." Yan Zhen looked behind and found that within his line of sight, there was not a single figure.

"Eh?"

Suddenly, Yan Zhen’s gaze sharpened as a black figure appeared at the end of his vision, rapidly approaching him.

Without need for guesses, the person coming was Xiao Ye.

"He’s actually caught up, and his speed is so fast!" Yan Zhen’s eyes widened, full of disbelief.

"I absolutely cannot let you surpass me. First place belongs to me!"

Yan Zhen’s heart sank into panic, and with a fierce grit of his teeth, he swallowed three Elixirs in succession and forcefully operated his power to race towards the mountain peak.

"Hehe... Didn’t you say you wanted to make me experience the gap? Such a speed of yours is really disappointing." Just then, a mocking voice reached into Yan Zhen’s ears, making his body shiver.

He turned his head to look, only to see Xiao Ye moving alongside him.

"How is this possible!" Yan Zhen went cold all over, his expression dramatically changing, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

Xiao Ye was clearly a hundred zhang away just a blink ago, how did he catch up so fast? What kind of speed is this!

"How about I let you experience what is called a gap."

After Xiao Ye spoke, he let out a loud shout, the three types of Xuanwu Power no longer held back, operating wildly within his body, unleashing the extreme speed.

Whoosh!

Xiao Ye’s foot stomped the ground, shooting forward like an arrow released from a bow, gradually widening the distance from Yan Zhen, and taking the lead.

Lost!

Completely lost!

With such a gap, Yan Zhen’s pupils constricted violently, a terrifying thought emerged in his mind: "Could it be... he is the Heavenly Son?"

The only explanation for being stronger than him in terms of potential.

Soon, Xiao Ye’s name would spread throughout the Starfall Kingdom, completely overshadowing him, drawing the attention of various forces.

"So what if you are the Heavenly Son? Your cultivation is not that strong!" A hint of cold light flashed in Yan Zhen’s eyes.

After a sprint, Xiao Ye was the first to emerge on the mountain path, arriving at the peak.

"Thirteen hours to the peak, young brother, congratulations, you’ve set a new record for reaching the top, you get to Predict the Heavenly Mechanism for free once." At this moment, a slightly old voice came through.

"The Lord from the Heavenly Mechanism Sect?" Xiao Ye was startled, looking carefully.

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