When Jun Changxiao executed the first form of Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, when that giant sword gathered from several hundred swords thunderously slashed down, the dueling platform was shaken into complete disarray by the sword momentum!

The spectating martial artists closest to the platform were even more tragic—they were shaken backward by the force, finally unable to withstand the air blast, directly falling over in waves.

At that moment, if viewed from above, one would see that as the sword momentum spread, the falling crowds resembled layers of rippling waves!

Whoosh whoosh!

The sword momentum was still crisscrossing, its power gradually weakening.

The martial artists lying on the ground struggled to stand up, their gazes erupting with shock!

The cold, severe sword intent that had just assaulted them made their hair stand on end—they even suspected they might die!

Still alive.

Still completely unharmed!

The affected martial artists had a feeling of surviving a calamity!

However.

When they raised their heads and looked toward the dueling platform, they all gasped in amazement.

In mid-air, a deep and long sword mark remained, as if the heavens themselves had been directly torn apart!

The spectators who were very far away hadn’t been affected by the dispersed sword momentum. At this moment, however, they were staring fixedly at the area outside the dueling platform.

Ouyang Li stood there, both hands raised in a heaven-supporting posture.

But the Flowing Cloud Sword standing before him had broken in half, and on his chest was shockingly a bright red sword mark!

From this situation, although he had promptly raised his sword and poured majestic spiritual energy into it for enhancement, he still hadn’t been able to block Jun Changxiao’s Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!

However.

Fortunately.

When Ouyang Li realized something was wrong, he decisively chose to retreat.

Although he hadn’t completely escaped the attack area, he had only been slashed across the chest without suffering fatal damage.

If he hadn’t retreated and had remained standing on the dueling platform.

This peak-level Martial King’s fate would have been the same as the Flowing Cloud Sword—directly slashed in half!

Clang!

Jun Changxiao sheathed his sword and said proudly: “This seat is the King of Sword Dao, not someone a half-baked practitioner like you can contend with.”

Although he was putting on a smooth act, inwardly he was also shocked beyond measure, thinking: “This Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin first form is too terrifying!”

After comprehending it for so long, executing it for the first time today, Sect Master Jun himself hadn’t expected the power would be this great, that it would directly force back a peak-level Martial King!

However, it also consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

With one sword strike from Jun Changxiao, the energy within his spirit core had been depleted by seventy to eighty percent.

If he didn’t have two spirit cores, at this moment he would already be swaying on his feet, his face showing weakness.

More importantly.

When Jun Changxiao saw Ouyang Li retreating and withdrawing from the dueling platform, he held back considerable force. If he had slashed out at full power, one spirit core’s energy would definitely have been directly drained!

Ten Thousand Swords Return to One was strong, but it couldn’t be executed casually. Otherwise, it would be disadvantageous for subsequent battles—unless he could achieve defeating the enemy with one move.

“Ding! Side quest completed. Obtained 2000 contribution points.”

“Ding! Sect contribution points: 7702/10000.”

When Ouyang Li appeared and accepted the challenge, the system had issued a side quest to defeat him.

Jun Changxiao thought dissatisfiedly: “Defeating a peak-level Martial King only gives 2000 points? That’s way too little.”

The system was speechless.

The host was becoming increasingly difficult to satisfy.

…

Outside the dueling platform, complete silence.

All the spectating martial cultivators widened their eyes, their gazes filled with disbelief.

The duel had just begun, and this was… over?

Over.

Regardless of whether Ouyang Li still had combat ability, with him standing below the platform, it meant this battle was already lost.

Poor him—not only did he lose decisively, even the Flowing Cloud Sword was slashed apart.

It was discovered.

The renowned but never-before-seen Master Fan—the weapons he forged throughout his life were completely just stepping stones for Sect Master Jun to show off with!

Of course.

What the top-tier powerhouses cared about wasn’t that the duel had ended. What they cared about was the terrifying combat power Jun Changxiao had displayed during that brief exchange!

Especially that gathered giant sword lingering in mid-air with a sword mark that couldn’t heal for a long time—that was extremely frightening!

Was this the terrifying nature of the Sword-Martial Dual King!

“Pft!”

Standing outside the dueling platform, Ouyang Li spat out a mouthful of blood. His entire person instantly appeared to have aged a hundred years!

His injuries weren’t severe. The reason he vomited blood was because the Flowing Cloud Sword he treasured so much had been damaged!

Jun Changxiao stood proudly on the dueling platform, his gaze sweeping over the Ouyang Family members as he said indifferently: “You may continue to challenge this seat.”

Very arrogant, very overbearing!

But the Ouyang Family elders lowered their heads one by one, clearly not daring to go up to the platform to accept battle.

Even the Grand Elder who was only half a step away from Martial Emperor had been so decisively defeated—if they went up, they would definitely be asking for abuse!

Jun Changxiao said in a deep voice: “Since no one dares to accept battle, then quickly call out all the Ouyang Family direct descendants who bullied my disciple and have them bow and apologize one by one!”

Defeating Ouyang Li didn’t mean the matter was finished!

Today, he must seek justice for Liu Wanshi and make the Ouyang Family understand that debts owed in the past must be repaid, no matter how long ago!

Actually, Sect Master Jun wasn’t being excessive.

It was nothing more than having those direct descendants who had once humiliated Liu Wanshi come out and apologize one by one.

However, apologizing in front of everyone was equivalent to trampling on the Ouyang Family’s dignity. They would definitely be very resistant.

“Alas.”

Ouyang Li let out a long sigh, turned, and left. His back appeared extremely aged.

This battle was lost.

That also meant the Ouyang Family had lost.

…

Outside the Ouyang Family gates, many martial artists gathered again, discussing the recent king-level battle.

To be honest.

From Jun Changxiao executing Ten Thousand Swords Return to One to defeating Ouyang Li, it happened too quickly. Ordinary martial artists’ eyes could barely keep up with the pace.

Aside from that gathered giant sword and the torn space, upon careful reflection, this king-level battle didn’t seem as spectacular as they had imagined!

This was what ordinary martial cultivators thought. Those high-realm powerhouses were still in deep shock.

A peak-level Martial King who could step into Martial Emperor at any moment had been easily defeated. This person’s strength was probably already invincible among the King level, right?

That wasn’t certain yet.

Because the power Jun Changxiao had just displayed came mostly from Ten Thousand Swords Return to One. If he didn’t execute this move, he might not necessarily be able to easily handle Ouyang Li.

“Creak!”

Just then, the Ouyang Family’s main gate was pushed open. One could see Ouyang Family direct descendants walking out dejectedly, one by one.

After the Grand Elder lost to Jun Changxiao, the Ouyang Family Head, after difficult deliberation, still chose to apologize.

No choice.

If they didn’t apologize, Jun Changxiao definitely wouldn’t let the matter rest. If he destroyed the Ouyang Family’s main gate and made a huge scene inside, the family’s dignity would only be trampled even more!

Moreover.

The people from the Public Security Hall never appeared, obviously pretending they saw nothing.

Against this existence that even the Gold and Silver Protectors were wary of, if the Ouyang Family insisted on being stubborn, they would definitely only become more unlucky.

“I’m sorry, I… I was wrong…” An Ouyang Family direct descendant who had humiliated Liu Wanshi bowed and said.

“Louder,” Jun Changxiao said indifferently.

That direct descendant closed their eyes and said loudly: “I’m sorry, I was wrong!”

“Next.”

“I’m sorry, I was wrong!”

“Next.”

“I’m sorry, I was wrong!”