"Bai Clan Thirteen Swords?"
"They seem rather ordinary?"
Ye Cangtian mused inwardly as he listened to the old man's voice.
Though he hadn't faced Bai Zhenshan directly, he had been attacked by over a dozen Bai family disciples.
Despite being battered and bruised by their combined assault, he found the power to be… just so-so!
With so many people ganging up on him, they only managed to inflict superficial wounds. What was so boast-worthy about such sword techniques?
Ye Cangtian was dismissive. Meanwhile, Bai Zhenshan's eyes widened, and a hint of apprehension entered his gaze towards the old man.
He hadn't expected the other party to not only know his father's identity but also the Bai family's ultimate sword techniques.
These might be understandable; after all, the Bai family had some renown in the ruins. However, what he found most unacceptable was that the other party had seen through him.
He had recently comprehended the sixth sword of the Bai family's sword techniques, though it was merely a superficial understanding.
Each sword in the Bai family's techniques was profoundly mysterious. Practicing them required not only a solid foundation of absolute strength but also keen insight.
He had studied these sword techniques for decades, yet had only just grasped the sixth sword. The seventh sword was beyond his wildest dreams, likely unattainable in this lifetime.
But this should have been known only to him. How could the other party know?
Suddenly, a thought struck him, and a killing intent flared in his eyes.
"Old man, you seem to know a lot about the Bai Clan Thirteen Swords. Did you steal my Bai family's sword techniques?"
Recalling the recent battle, he felt as if he had been exposed, constantly suppressed.
Now, it seemed plausible that the other party had mastered the Bai family's sword techniques, thus seeing through his flaws!
If that were the case, he had to eliminate the other party.
No matter the repercussions, the Bai Clan Thirteen Swords must never be divulged!
"Hmph!"
"Although the Bai Clan Thirteen Swords possess formidable power, in this old man's eyes, they are merely average. I have no need to steal them!"
The old man glanced at Bai Zhenshan and continued, "Enough with the nonsense. Do you want to continue fighting, or do you want to scram?"
"Continue!"
Bai Zhenshan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his sword again.
At most, it was a draw so far, not meeting his expectations. Furthermore, given the other party's understanding of the Bai Clan Thirteen Swords, this person had to be eliminated.
Bai Zhenshan's killing intent surged.
There was no other way. The opponent understood the Bai Clan Thirteen Swords too well, and was also an adversary. Such a person was dangerous and could potentially bring about the Bai family's downfall!
"Senior, you are injured. Leave the rest to me!"
On the other side, as the old man was about to step forward, Ye Cangtian pulled him back.
The old man's old injuries were severe. If he continued to fight, his fate would be grim.
As for Ye Cangtian, the old man was both a mentor and a friend. How could he let him take such risks?
"Kid, don't be overconfident. You're no match for him."
A surge of warmth flowed through the old man's heart as he quickly said.
Ye Cangtian's cultivation had indeed improved recently, and his control over spiritual energy had become more refined. However, he was still no match for a Grandmaster realm expert.
"Leave it to me."
"Don't forget, he is also injured!"
Ye Cangtian turned back and smiled slightly at the old man, then with a flash of dark light, the Dragon Soul Blade appeared in his hand.
He had always valued loyalty and righteousness. Now that the old man was in trouble, and it was because of him, he would use all his trump cards to protect the old man.
The next moment, a dragon's soft hum sounded, and the Dragon Soul Blade immediately glowed with a dark halo.
"The blade is not bad, but it's wasted on you!"
Bai Zhenshan's gaze lingered on the Dragon Soul Blade for a moment, his face revealing a deep disdain.
The blade was decent, a rare treasure, but so what?
It was like a baby holding a peerless divine weapon; how much of its power could it truly unleash?
"Hmph, whether it's wasted or not, you'll find out soon enough!"
Ye Cangtian snorted coldly and then charged forward.
Meanwhile, Bai Zhenshan's disdain remained unchanged. He didn't even bother to make a move. In his eyes, Ye Cangtian was not worthy of him engaging directly!
Moreover, there were still many Bai family members around!
"Ye Cangtian, do you take us for mere bystanders?"
Just then, a roar echoed. Bai Yuanhang, with Bai Sulan and others, instantly blocked Bai Zhenshan's path and charged towards Ye Cangtian.
After all, Bai Zhenshan was the head of the Bai family and a renowned Grandmaster expert.
For someone of his status to duel Ye Cangtian, winning would be seen as bullying the weak, and losing would be even more disgraceful.
How could Bai Yuanhang allow such a thing to happen?
*Clang!*
With a crisp sound, the long sword was instantly severed by the Dragon Soul Blade. Bai Yuanhang's face paled in shock, and he retreated rapidly.
However, he was still a half-step too slow. The broken sword had already sliced through his clothes, leaving a gash across his chest from which blood spurted.
This was not the end of it.
The spurting blood quickly transformed into red ice crystals, falling to the ground.
Simultaneously, Bai Yuanhang's expression changed drastically.
He felt an immensely powerful chill spreading from the wound, as if it were about to freeze him solid.
He desperately used his spiritual energy to resist, and only then did the situation stabilize.
"Father!"
Seeing Bai Yuanhang severely injured, and by Ye Cangtian's hand, Bai Sulan's eyes turned red.
She lunged towards Ye Cangtian with her sword.
However, her situation was not much different from Bai Yuanhang's.
Although she had some understanding of the Dragon Soul Blade's power and tried to avoid direct confrontation, only when facing the Dragon Soul Blade did she truly grasp its terrifying nature.
Even by avoiding direct clashes, with each subsequent parry, her long sword developed nicks.
Furthermore, the chill emanating from the Dragon Soul Blade, passed through their repeated collisions, secretly permeated her body, leaving her feeling incredibly cold and significantly slowing her movements.
What was most unbearable was the destructive power of the Dragon Soul Blade. A seemingly casual slash forced her to retreat repeatedly, making her arm go numb.
How could she continue fighting like this!
The other Bai family members also wore grim expressions; their situations were largely similar.
They had initially assumed that the Dragon Soul Blade, being so massive, would be extremely taxing for Ye Cangtian to wield, consuming a great deal of his energy.
However, they had never imagined that Ye Cangtian could control the blade as if it were an extension of his arm, shattering their perceptions.
In an instant, Ye Cangtian, armed with only the Dragon Soul Blade, held the absolute advantage, forcing the Bai family experts to retreat steadily.
Witnessing this scene, Bai Zhenshan's face looked as if it could bleed.
If more than a dozen Bai family disciples couldn't subdue Ye Cangtian, wouldn't outsiders laugh them to scorn?
What face would the Bai family have left?
"All of you, stand down! I'll deal with him myself!"
Finally, Bai Zhenshan could bear it no longer. A roar escaped his lips.
Upon hearing this, the Bai family members immediately withdrew, clearing the combat space.
The next moment, a white blur flashed, accompanied by a cold glint, shooting directly at Ye Cangtian.
"Bai Zhenshan, have you no shame!"
"To deal with a junior, you actually resort to the sixth stance of the Bai Clan Thirteen Swords!"
The old man beside them roared in anger upon seeing this.
This strike, it was said, was difficult for even Grandmaster realm experts to withstand, let alone Ye Cangtian!
At this moment, Bai Zhenshan's eyes were bloodshot. His sole desire was to restore the Bai family's honor, so he could no longer afford to consider such matters.
"Well met!"
Ye Cangtian let out a fierce shout, raised the Dragon Soul Blade, and channeled all his spiritual energy madly through his body, concentrating it onto the Dragon Soul Blade.
For a moment, the Dragon Soul Blade blazed with light.
Seeing this, everyone around was stunned!
Was he abandoning defense? Trading life for life?
But Bai Zhenshan was wearing inner armor!
No matter how dominant the Dragon Soul Blade was, with Ye Cangtian's strength, it would be difficult to kill him in one blow, wouldn't it?
This meant that a mutual destruction was impossible, right?
"Damn it, you think you can achieve mutual destruction with this old man?"
"You're not worthy!"
Looking at Ye Cangtian's actions, Bai Zhenshan's eyes immediately filled with killing intent, his face showing nothing but disdain.
Ye Cangtian's move was reckless, seemingly a mutual exchange of blows for mutual destruction.
But let's not forget the disparity in strength. He was a Grandmaster realm expert; how could he give the other party such an opportunity!
*Boom!*
Bai Zhenshan's long sword struck Ye Cangtian's chest.
Instantly, a torrent of spiritual energy erupted, blasting Ye Cangtian away.
At the same time, Bai Zhenshan rapidly dodged. Although he sent Ye Cangtian flying, that massive blade also descended.