Xia Yurou’s heart leaped into her throat, her eyes instantly filled with intense worry.

A hint of anger appeared instantly on her previously joyful cheeks.

Just now, Sect Master Wang’s power had already overwhelmed Tianyin, victory was within reach.

Tianyin had no power to retaliate, victory was only a breath away, yet Tianyin pulled out the Primordial Sacred Artifact, the Azure Sky Holy Sword.

This is a sacred sword that can connect to the endless skies, capable of transferring any vast energies to the heavens.

In Xia Yurou’s view, this decisive battle was downright unfair.

Almost instinctively, she used the Sound Transmission Technique.

"Wang Ye, be careful behind you!"

Chu Mingyue, seeing this, was also anxious, pacing back and forth on the Qingyu Pine, restless and uneasy.

She hardly dared to open her eyes to witness the next brutal stage of the battle.

Finally, she bit her red lips deeply, lifted her stunning face, and stared at the battle ahead, raising her fist to cheer for Wang Ye.

"Sect Master Wang, go for it, Sect Master Wang will win."

Dongfang Qing remained calm, believing in Wang Ye’s strength.

"Sect Master Wang will definitely win. Although the Azure Sky Divine Sword possesses mysterious divine power, it can only be used for six seconds. If the sect master can hold on, this battle will encounter a turning point."

The many disciples of Qingyun Sect, witnessing this scene, looked downhearted one by one.

Tingyu spread his arms, shrugging his shoulders.

"This Sect Master Wang is really a fool; doesn’t he know Tianyin has the Azure Sky Divine Sword? Such an idiot can actually represent my righteous cultivators to fight."

Tingyu’s mouth curled into a mocking expression.

Qingfeng Zi, observing Tingyu’s demeanor, also sneered coldly.

"Tingyu is the most foolish, dumb sect master I’ve ever seen. It’s laughable that he’s my sect master Qingfeng Zi’s sect master."

Qingfeng Zi showed a face of exasperation, feeling helpless.

How could I have such a foolish sect master?

Xiong Fengru watched the scene, profoundly shocked, without a trace of regret at this moment.

Over the thousand years, Tianyin’s strength had unexpectedly advanced to such heights?

I lost, but it was not an undeserved defeat.

Xiong Fengru stood up, feeling re-energized.

Although I lost this fight, what difference does it make? Isn’t it the case that I have improved my strength?

Moreover, the Magic Emperor Tianyin is already three thousand years old.

Women start to age at three thousand years, beginning to decline.

However, for men, three thousand years marks the beginning of their prime.

"Tianyin and others are at the twilight of the gods, but I, Xiong Fengru, shall rise!"

Xiong Fengru tidied the long hair covering the corner of his eyes, exuding an unstoppable force and charm.

Tingyu heard it and was so angry his face twitched, his expression instantly becoming grim.

At the same time, many cultivators of the Path of Demons started cheering joyfully.

"The Demon Emperor is indeed the Demon Emperor; no one can guess her trump card."

"Our Demon Emperor climbed from the bottom by her skills step-by-step, unlike those righteous sect masters, all appointed by higher-ups."

"Indeed, rumors say the Qingyun Sect’s sect master is the illegitimate child of the previous one."

"That’s right, our Path of Demons has over a hundred thousand sect masters, each one becoming a sect master by strength. If our Path of Demons and the righteous path went to war, the Path of Demons would surely defeat the righteous path."

"Exactly, the righteous path has been suppressed by our Devil Sect for years; now they are beaten without any fight back!"

"Haha, who would have thought, a fireworks display ended the final contest!"

Several disciples from the Devil Sect had already removed their robes and started waving them in the air.

Yu Huatian saw it, his mouth slightly raised, arms folded, watching the numerous Demon Path disciples.

"I predicted accurately, didn’t I? I knew our sect master would win."

"The final victory is certainly not belonging to Tianyong Mountain."

"Devil Sect triumphs."

Yu Huatian’s black robe fluttered wildly in the wind, and he felt elated.

Xifang Sheng watched this scene with astonishment.

Originally, he was thinking of usurping the throne, taking over the Magic Emperor Tianyin’s position, but after seeing Tianyin’s strength,

That thought was suppressed.

"It seems, it’s still too soon to become the Demon Emperor."

Xifang Sheng sighed inwardly.

His gaze then shifted back to the battlefield.

Wang Ye felt a chilling wind blowing from behind.

He seemed to have eyes on his back somehow, swiftly dashing forward.

In an instant, he executed several mysterious footwork techniques.

Above the sky, a shadow darted to and fro like a phantom.

Wang Ye found an opportunity and delivered a strike to Tianyin’s forehead.

With just that palm landed, the vast energy instantly turned to nothingness, then that stream of energy exploded in the sky, the sky above blossomed with myriad flowers.

Seeing this, Wang Ye was somewhat surprised.

He quickly operated his cultivation technique again, painting strange footsteps in the sky.

Tianyin, however, carrying a three-foot-long sword, relentlessly pursued from behind.

The many cultivators could only see a red phantom-like ghost chasing a blurring shadow.

Time quickly passed six seconds.

Tianyin stopped chasing, standing tall on the sky, letting the breeze sweep her red gown.

Strands of hair brushed past her face.

At this moment, it was truly a stunning sight.

At this moment she seemed like a deflated balloon, no longer having a chance of winning.

Wang Ye saw Tianyin stopped chasing, and the Azure Sky Holy Sword in her hand gradually turned illusory until it finally disappeared.

So he launched another attack.

"Return-to-Origin Sword Qi!"

A stream of Sword Qi flew towards Tianyin.

The Sword Qi carried immense energy, seemingly able to split the sky in two with a single slash.

The Sword Qi also shimmered with purple lightning, the luster of which flashed, carrying an aura that could shatter one’s Divine Soul.

Tianyin saw the Sword Qi coming; she wanted to move but was unable to, once again trapped in a dilemma.

In her pupils, the Sword Qi gradually expanded.

In an instant, the Sword Qi appeared before her chest.

"I lost!"

Tianyin lowered her proud head, her gaze dim, the might of the Demon Emperor she exuded vanished instantly.

Numerous spectators cheered at this moment.

The jubilant sounds echoed across Qiankun Mountain.

On Xia Yurou’s icy face appeared a smile, suppressing the joy in her heart, her body trembling with excitement.

She breathed a long sigh of relief, her whole body enveloped in happiness.

"Sect Master won, our Tianyong Mountain won."

Xia Yurou nodded to Wang Ye; she had not misjudged him. Sect Master Wang Ye would sooner or later become the most dazzling existence in the Blackwater Secret Realm.

Perhaps not only the Blackwater Secret Realm but the entire world.

Following Wang Ye all along was the right choice.

Chu Mingyue also saw Wang Ye’s victory, hopping and jumping on Qingyun Pine, joy filled with expression.

Regardless of whether the sect master would remember this Jade Rabbit, as long as he won, the Jade Rabbit would be satisfied.

"Sect Master Wang is incredible, defeating even the legendary Magic Emperor Tianyin."

"In this life, meeting a man like Sect Master Wang, I, the Jade Rabbit, have no regrets."

Chu Mingyue happily leaned against the trunk of the Qingyun Pine, as if drinking a bottle of happy wine, a dazed look appeared in her clear beautiful eyes.