The vast, resonant voice reverberated through the void like rolling thunder, capturing the immediate attention of numerous hidden geniuses lurking in the area.

"Someone has guts!"

“Who would dare speak to Ming Jian with such disrespect?”

All eyes turned toward the enigmatic figure shrouded in a black robe, a saber slung confidently across his back.

Scarcely anyone would challenge Ming Jian so brazenly in the whole of Divine Domain World 36. Yet, as the spectators focused their gaze, recognition dawned upon them.

"It’s Jin Tong!"

"Indeed, it is him!"

"No wonder he dares act so recklessly—it’s that monster."

"Is he really going to confront Ming Jian? This is shaping up to be a pretty interesting show!"

The many onlookers watching the situation unfold from afar quickly identified the black-robed figure: Jin Tong.

Within Divine Domain World 36, no Supreme Genius had made their presence known thus far. Thus, Ming Jian's notoriety was unmatched. His reputation was built on a staggering kill count and crazed bloodlust, making him infamous across all fifty-five Divine Domain Worlds.

Yet, intelligence from various Saintdoms suggested that Ming Jian was not truly the strongest participant in direct confrontation. His impressive kill count was fully reliant on his formidable command of Spacetime.

In contrast, Jin Tong was widely acknowledged as the strongest in direct confrontation, wielding a Sovereign-level technique with a relentless fighting style.

Throughout Divine Domain World 36, both Jin Tong and Ming Jian were forces no genius wished to provoke.

Now, the stage was set. These two titans at the peak of Divine Domain World 36 were on a collision course.

With his saber on his back, Jin Tong charged into the ten-thousand-li radius around the temple, aiming right for Wu Yuan.

Hmm?

A sudden disturbance broke Wu Yuan's meditation. His eyes snapped open, immediately honing in on the approaching presence. A frown creased his brows.

Jin Tong?

He naturally recognized Jin Tong. As a promising figure of the Taiyuan Divine Court lineage, Overlord Xin Ya had placed tremendous expectations on Wu Yuan’s qi refiner self, keeping him informed with a constant stream of intelligence updates, which included Jin Tong’s profile.

He hailed from the Heaven’s Thunder Academy, a Saintdom rivaling the Taiyuan Divine Court and headquartered in another universe. Jin Tong was proclaimed the foremost genius of his generation throughout the academy.

His reputation was formidable; his strength, undeniable.

The Heaven’s Thunder Academy's foremost genius?

Wu Yuan mused, his eyes sparkling with interest and amusement.

This will indeed be intriguing.

Rather than fear, Wu Yuan felt an exhilarating thrill at the prospect of crossing blades with a super genius. Since setting foot on the Megaverse Crossroads, few had managed to compel Wu Yuan’s qi refiner self to retreat, and Jin Tong was certainly not among them.

Boom!

Wu Yuan sprang into action, the silver sword disc beneath his feet surging with energy and expanding rapidly. An array of silver river flying swords spun around him like a protective storm.

Without hesitation, he charged headlong at the swiftly approaching Jin Tong.

“Incredible!”

“Ming Jian truly lives up to his fearless and bloodthirsty reputation.”

“Let them clash. Jin Tong’s invincible killing strikes against Ming Jian’s ability to enter higher spatial dimensions. This promises to be a brutal showdown.”

“If both sides emerge from the battle heavily wounded, it could present an opportunity.” Each had their own thoughts.

Many of these observers had survived the initial wave of skirmishes, each a force to be reckoned with. Should a dozen or more unite, they might not be any weaker than Jin Tong.

Unfortunately, with everyone harboring their own schemes, no one was willing to lead the charge. Even if they won, the first wave of attackers was certain to fall, paving the way for those following.

But should Ming Jian and Jin Tong wear each other down, these participants wouldn’t hesitate to exploit the aftermath.

“Ming Jian,” Jin Tong growled, his four eyes blazing with lethal intent. “Your escape skills are formidable, and I can’t kill you easily. Yet you dare block my path? Since you’re courting death, and I’ll gladly oblige you.”

These super geniuses swept aside countless peers their age as they rose to power. Victory after victory in battle gave them unshakeable belief in their own indomitable strength.

For them, retreat wasn’t an option unless faced with an insurmountable gap in power.

Boom!

As Jin Tong streaked through the air, his form swelled to a colossal ten thousand zhangs, his vital aura surging like a tidal wave. In an instant, his ether reached the seventh-stage Archimmortal level. From his back, nine arms sprouted, each wielding a saber.

“Kill!” Jin Tong’s roar resonated. Extremely agile despite his immense size, he closed in on Wu Yuan like a spectral shadow.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A flurry of blade rays cascaded toward Wu Yuan in relentless waves.

So fast.

Wu Yuan noted with a small smile, feeling the Spacetime fluctuations around him. His form seemed to drift effortlessly to the side, multiplying into dozens of lifelike phantoms.

Evasion art—Moonlight Shadow.

Almost simultaneously, the air crackled as nine silver river flying swords hurtled forward, converging into a formidable sword domain that enveloped Jin Tong, slowing his advance.

Within this domain, Wu Yuan moved with the ease of a fish in water, nimbly dodging Jin Tong’s aggressive onslaught.

Go!

With a mental command from Wu Yuan, nine streams of silver river flying swords shot out from the sword disc. They merged into a blinding silver beam that hurtled toward Jin Tong.

As the silver light cut through the air, the very fabric of space seemed to tremble with its immense power.

Jin Tong's four eyes widened in surprise at the sight.

Such strength. These flying swords must be mid-grade Dao Instruments. How can a mere mana body control two Nine Swords Arrays at once? His Yuan Soul must be incredibly powerful.

The higher the grade of an artifact, and the more artifacts controlled, the more challenging they were to wield as it placed a substantial strain on the soul.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sky filled with dazzling blade rays that clashed violently with the incoming silver light, their collision like a storm of lightning. The impact reverberated through the mountains below, causing them to crumble and the earth to fracture.

Yet, Jin Tong managed to completely block Wu Yuan's assault, holding his ground firmly and even launching his own counterattacks.

"He's strong!"

"Jin Tong clearly has the advantage here."

"Ming Jian doesn't match up to Jin Tong," murmured the observing geniuses amongst themselves.

Within the sword domain, the mana fueling the silver light of the sword array began to wane after numerous consecutive clashes. As its force diminished, it retreated back towards Wu Yuan's mana body.

"Ming Jian," Jin Tong sneered, eyes glinting with confidence. "Your Yuan Soul may be powerful, but your sword techniques are mediocre." His form shot forward like a bolt of lightning, following the path of the retreating sword array to land a direct strike on Wu Yuan.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Blinding streams of sword light erupted from the sword domain, their power formidable as they attempted to fend off Jin Tong. Yet, each was shattered by his relentless saber techniques. His blade rays were golden lights, swift as lightning, yet as heavy as celestial bodies—unstoppable.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Jin Tong's speed continued to escalate as he darted and flickered, trying to close the distance to Wu Yuan.

Though Jin Tong managed to block the sword domain's power, it still impeded his speed, preventing him from reaching Wu Yuan for the moment.

"Ming Jian, you can run for now, but not forever," Jin Tong called out, his voice like ice. "Controlling so many Dao Instrument flying swords drains a tremendous amount of mana, far more than I expend. How long can you keep it up?"

Jin Tong, with his first-degree immortal root, exuded absolute confidence.

"Are you trying to engage in a battle of attrition with me?" Wu Yuan asked, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Unfortunately, you're not equipped for that challenge."

Wu Yuan had to admit that Jin Tong was no easy foe. He comprehended the Law of Metal and cleverly intertwined some profundities of the Law of Earth into his saber techniques.

However, the Law of Earth was not employed defensively; instead, it added a weighty force to his strikes, enhancing their sharpness and weight. Jin Tong's techniques were undeniably at the Sovereign level.

Even while executing the sixth step of the Nine Swords of Spacetime at full power, Wu Yuan was at a clear disadvantage.

"Ming Jian, this treasure is not yours for the taking. Leave while you still can," Jin Tong bellowed.

With a resounding boom, countless Dao patterns of the Law of Space and the Law of Time manifested around Wu Yuan. These patterns intertwined, forming streams of powerful and unpredictable sword light.

The sword domain, crafted from nine silver river flying swords and spanning three thousand li, suddenly surged in might. It significantly slowed Jin Tong's speed, reducing it to less than half.

The sheer power of the sword domain was so intense that even heaven and earth seemed to change hue.

This?

Jin Tong, once confident, felt his expression shift as he sensed the overwhelming might of Wu Yuan's domain.

The difference in power was as vast as the gap between heaven and earth.

"A Sovereign-level technique? You've mastered one?" Jin Tong exclaimed, disbelief coloring his voice as he stared at Wu Yuan.

"Jin Tong," Wu Yuan's qi refiner self replied with a grin, "All my previous opponents fell with minimal effort. None were worthy of my full strength. But out of respect for you, I will use everything I've got to bring you down."

Wu Yuan's eyes were fixed on Jin Tong, as if he were looking at a dead man.

Jin Tong’s expression grew serious. He tightened his grip on his saber, fully aware of the serious threat he faced.

“Heavens!”

"Ming Jian has mastered a Sovereign-level technique? He wasn't even fighting at full strength before?"

“Too strong!” The geniuses kept their eyes peeled on the battle.

Unbeknownst to them, Wu Yuan possessed two true selves, both with Apotheosis Yuan Souls. For his body refiner self, this provided incredible soul defense and accelerated Dao comprehension. For his qi refiner self, it enhanced his power significantly and enabled him to wield many more artifacts, overwhelming his adversaries with sheer numbers.

"Kill!" Wu Yuan's mana body no longer hesitated.

Amidst the sword domain, another sword array surged forward, intersecting Time and Space.

This perfect harmony of Time and Space rendered the trajectory of the sword lights unpredictable as they targeted Jin Tong relentlessly. Their swiftness and power were breathtaking.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The nine silver river flying swords, appearing as a singular entity, launched a ruthless assault. Jin Tong, armed with nine sabers, was pushed into a corner, and forced into a purely defensive stance.

Any thought of counterattacking vanished. Even if Jin Tong was fast enough to catch up to Wu Yuan, he dared not risk diverting his focus. A single lapse could mean a fatal strike through his skull or the loss of his arms.

Their battle unfolded with a feverish intensity.

He dares launch this many flying swords, but can his mana persist? I'll wager everything!

Jin Tong thought, his pride forbidding retreat as he desperately held his ground.

Blending the Law of Metal and the Law of Earth, his sabers moved in harmony, transforming his blade rays into a force as majestic as the heavens. Together, they created a colossal sphere, unyielding even as countless sword lights rained down upon it.

The spectacle captivated the participants observing from tens of thousands of li away, rendering them speechless as the duel reached a frenetic crescendo.

"So formidable."

“This!”

"This is a clash of Divine Domain World 36's top prodigies!"

Any attack from these two peerless geniuses was powerful enough to kill them.