Chapter 82

"Turns out you're Ye Feng's younger brother, but to dare come and cause trouble, you've got some nerve, defying the clan rules!" Wen Shiyang said.

"Clan rules!" Ye Xiwén sneered. If they truly cared about the clan rules, they wouldn't have come to cause trouble. What so-called clan rules are just excuses to protect the weak. True power doesn't care about these rules.

Wen Shiyang didn't mention the clan rules before, but now he's talking about them, which is quite amusing.

"Enough talk. I came here today for one thing: I will return to you exactly how you injured my brother!" Ye Xiwén said with a cold smile.

"Do you want to die!" Wen Shiyang glared, his eyes filled with anger. He was a genius who always stuck to his word, and no one in the Shaoyang branch dared to challenge him. Ye Xiwén's words infuriated him.

Before Wen Shiyang finished speaking, his figure almost left a trail, and a terrifying sound broke the sound barrier, slicing through the air. Many of the surrounding disciples were directly stunned by the terrifying sound, their eardrums bleeding, and they felt dizzy and disoriented.

"Clang!" A long sword appeared in Wen Shiyang's hand, taken from his storage ring. In an instant, he unleashed a terrifying blade aura, which instantly slashed down at Ye Xiwén.

Wen Shiyang's strength was far greater than that of Huo Cheng or Xu Liang, reaching the Second Stage of the Innate Realm, having converted thirty percent of his true qi. Although it was only ten percent more than them, his strength had almost doubled.

Without a word, Ye Xiwén's long sword 'clang' instantly unsheathed, rising into the sky. A terrifying blade aura split the air, and a full moon slowly rose, instantly pressing down. This was the true essence of the blade technique, which he had thoroughly mastered and evolved.

Although the blade technique Wen Shiyang practiced was of a very high grade, it was clear that he could not possibly master the technique to the level of perfection in such a short time, let alone evolve the blade technique's intent.

The difference in their mastery of the blade technique was already significant.

"What is this? I actually saw the intent of a full moon pressing down!" A nearby disciple was stunned.

This kind of blade intent can only appear in techniques of the Innate Realm and above. Although the Full Moon Slash has the power of a high-grade technique, the Cold Moon Slash is a genuine Innate Realm blade technique. Each move has different power, but all contain intent.

Only techniques that contain intent can be called Innate Realm techniques. If one cannot cultivate intent, there would be little difference between Innate Realm techniques and high-grade techniques, at least not such a significant difference.

But once intent is cultivated, it will create a devastating effect against those who have not cultivated it.

These surrounding disciples were the best of their respective branches, and they knew very well about the concept of intent. Even if someone could reach the level of perfection, it was rare for them to cultivate intent.

At their age and level, those who could cultivate intent were few and far between.

"It's really intent! I've only seen it once when an elder was practicing. Oh my God, how could it appear in an ordinary person!"

"This intent, it's really intent. Just with this one move, Ye Xiwén might be able to rank among the top ten disciples of this generation!"

Everyone was stunned, let alone Wen Shiyang, who was facing it directly. A terrifying pressure came down, and this move with intent felt like the sky was collapsing. The full moon was not real, but he could feel it as if he were walking on a moonlit night, with the moonlight illuminating everything, revealing every detail, and hiding no secrets. Everything was instantly exposed.

This oppressive feeling made him feel lost.

How could this be!

How could this be!

Wen Shiyang couldn't believe it. To cultivate a technique to perfection means mastering its essence, but only by cultivating intent can one truly master its full power.

Because any technique of the Innate Realm and above is a result of the predecessors' enlightenment in the Dao. The Dao follows nature, and each technique has an intent. This intent is the fundamental image that initially inspired the predecessor to create the technique.

Only by truly mastering the technique to the extreme can one use the blade technique to evolve this terrifying scene. The clearer it is, the more terrifying it is.

Ye Xiwén's Full Moon Intent was already clear to the extreme, indicating that he had thoroughly mastered the technique.

It was simply unbelievable.

In Wen Shiyang's eyes, this was unimaginable. He had already cultivated the blade technique to perfection, but he was still far from evolving intent. Yet this person, who clearly looked younger than him, could evolve this level of intent. If this were known, it would shock many people.

He would never know that Ye Xiwén had a special space. For others, cultivating intent requires great talent and opportunity, but for Ye Xiwén, as long as he had enough spirit stones, he could accumulate understanding.

Perhaps Ye Xiwén wasn't the most talented or the strongest in terms of physical constitution, but as long as he had spirit stones, his cultivation speed would reach a terrifying level. For others, cultivation and enlightenment are like searching in a vast library called Dao, where you need high talent to know which direction to go and luck to find the right book.

But Ye Xiwén was different. He had an intelligent book classification system. As long as he paid, any book he wanted would be automatically delivered, without having to search through the vast sea of books.

For those geniuses, the efficiency was several times higher, let alone for ordinary people.

Ye Xiwén's blade fell, the intent pressing down, completely overwhelming. Wen Shiyang's blade aura was like a disorganized crowd, unable to withstand the attack and was instantly crushed, as if the world was collapsing inch by inch.

The two blade auras rubbing against each other in the air also produced a loud, sharp whistling sound, creating waves of sound.

"Boom!"

Finally, Ye Xiwén's blade aura instantly overwhelmed Wen Shiyang's, striking him hard.

"Thud!" Wen Shiyang couldn't even block this one strike, flying out and spitting out a mouthful of blood.