# Chapter 151: Crushing
The moment the Overlord Giant Sword appeared, it instantly stunned the entire venue.
Whether a sword's momentum is imposing depends on whose hand it is in. If in the hands of a three-year-old child, even a divine weapon would have no deterrent power whatsoever. But if held by a master of the sword, even an ordinary blade would release an awe-inspiring presence.
Many people present had seen this Overlord Giant Sword before, especially the elders and mentors, who were quite familiar with it. For centuries, it had lain quietly beneath the sword rack of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, accumulating thick dust. Disciples or mentors who discovered it would merely glance at it once or twice, marvel at its enormity, and then completely look away... In their eyes, it was merely huge and heavy, utterly devoid of momentum, and completely uninteresting. Over time, people almost ignored and forgot its existence.
But now, held in Yun Che's hand, its immensely heavy pitch-black blade actually released a domineering aura that made hearts tremble. It was like an emperor of weapons descending upon the world, intimidating all under heaven, causing every gaze in the field to involuntarily focus upon it, unable to look away for a long time. Their eyes trembled, their hearts quivered, and their chests felt suffocated.
The fact that Yun Che had been struck by Murong Yi's "Canglao Jiaohai" (Azure Dragon Stirring the Sea) and immediately stood up had already shocked Qin Wushang greatly. But when he saw Yun Che raise the Overlord Giant Sword, his shock multiplied several times over... because he understood perfectly what this feeling meant.
"This Overlord Giant Sword, silent for centuries, now reveals its domineering aura, like a sleeping tiger fully awakened... Could it be that he has completely mastered this heavy sword? A three-thousand-nine-hundred-jin heavy sword! With True Xuan Realm Level 2 profound force... how is this possible!"
Even with his supreme Heavenly Xuan Realm cultivation, Qin Wushang could hardly believe what he was perceiving. In his understanding, simply wielding this Overlord Giant Sword freely was impossible even for a Spirit Xuan Realm Level 2, let alone a True Xuan Level 2... let alone fully mastering it.
But the aura released by the Overlord Giant Sword was clearly closely connected and fused with Yun Che's own presence, proving that Yun Che was completely proficient with it—controlling it was almost like controlling his own hands and feet.
"G-good... what a huge sword!"
"Is that the legendary heavy sword Yun Che chose from the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion?"
"That heavy sword is said to weigh three thousand nine hundred jin... that can't be right!"
Yun Che's expression was calm. Externally, aside from the bloodstained wound at his waist, he seemed largely unharmed. But in reality, even with the transformation brought by the Great Dao Pagoda Art, resisting a finishing move unleashed by True Xuan Level 9 profound force was no easy feat. Though he wasn't severely injured, his injuries were far from light. The only external wound was the long gash at his waist, but his internal organs had suffered considerable damage. When he had just stood up, he had forcefully swallowed a mouthful of rebellious blood that was about to surge into his throat.
At the same time, his anger had been fully provoked.
"Murong Yi, originally I challenged you just to use you as pressure and a touchstone. But I never expected that you, as an Inner Palace disciple, could be so despicable and shameless, willing to throw away all face just to win... Since that's the case, I have no reason to be polite with you anymore." Yun Che said in a low voice.
"Ha... hahahaha!" Murong Yi burst into manic laughter, but it sounded forced and hollow. His face darkened as he said, "Yun Che, you are indeed a bit stronger than I imagined. But you are far from a match for me! Soon, I'll show you what it means to be a peak True Xuan Realm powerhouse! As for that sword in your hand, can you even swing it? Hahahaha..."
Amid his wild laughter, Murong Yi suddenly let out a great roar, and his profound force surged out like a raging tide. Dense profound force flowed like water waves across the surface of his body, enveloping him entirely. The air around him immediately became chaotic, stirring up ripples.
This time, Murong Yi was completely, utterly unreserved. Because the shadow of "possible defeat" had expanded wildly the moment Yun Che stood up again and grasped that giant sword, growing with the trembling of his internal organs, like the sinister grin of a demon that even bred fear within him... He could not lose. No matter what, he could not lose.
His fully released profound force churned violently. Murong Yi leaped into the air, roaring, and his silver spear stabbed toward Yun Che like lightning at extreme speed. With each thrust of the spear, a vast number of spear shadows remained behind. In the blink of an eye, thousands of spear shadows filled the sky, like a massive storm of certain death descending upon Yun Che... sealing off every possible escape route.
Each spear shadow radiated a chilling light, each possessing enough power to pierce through solid rock.
The moment this move appeared, all the mentors and elders present showed expressions of shock.
"The ultimate technique of the 'Azure Dragon Spear Art'—Purgatory Dragon Shadow! He actually mastered it!"
"When Murong Yi chose the spear back then, I even tried to dissuade him, saying the sword was the true path... I never expected his comprehension of the spear's way to be so high. In the past hundred years at Cangfeng Mystic Palace, probably fewer than ten disciples have mastered this move before graduation!"
"With this move unleashed, Yun Che cannot possibly win... His body will have at least a dozen holes stabbed into it."
Yun Che slowly raised his head, looking at the heaven-encompassing net of spear shadows without a trace of fear. Just as the spear shadows descended from the sky amid countless gasps, Yun Che's gaze flashed. Both hands gripping the Overlord Giant Sword suddenly swept upward, carving a gigantic pitch-black arc that crashed into the countless spear shadows.
In spear technique, there is a saying regarding a duel with a sword: "No matter how many sword lights, I sweep with a single spear." Though the sword is light and versatile, in terms of domineering power and attack range, a sword can never compare to a spear... But this saying refers only to light swords. With a heavy sword, the situation is completely reversed.
No matter how many spear shadows, I sweep heaven with a single sword!
In the face of Yun Che's three-thousand-nine-hundred-jin Overlord Giant Sword, where was the domineering power in Murong Yi's spear?
Yun Che swung his sword once, and throughout the entire plaza—even in the farthest corners—everyone heard a tremendous sound of air being torn apart...
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...
The colossal sword body collided with countless spear shadows. Instantly, dense shattering sounds rang out. The countless spear shadows in the sky, like fragile pieces of glass, were shattered piece by piece. In just an instant, the spear shadows that Murong Yi had exhausted all his profound force to unleash were swept clean as if by a storm sweeping fallen leaves. Finally, the Overlord Giant Sword, carrying a storm-like roar, heavily slammed into the silver spear in Murong Yi's hand.
Cling~~~~~~
An ear-piercing clang resonated. The silver spear in Murong Yi's hand instantly bent into a full moon shape and then, with a "crack," snapped cleanly. The remaining immense force blasted Murong Yi's tiger's mouth open. With a scream, the broken spear flew from his hand, flying far, far away until it landed at the periphery of the massive crowd.
Yun Che's Overlord Giant Sword had at that moment swept from below his left side to above his right side, completing a perfect half-arc... At the same time, the area below the platform he faced suddenly fell into chaos. Under the impact of the storm of force brought by the heavy sword, the crowd within nearly ten zhang in front of the platform all felt as if a heavy hammer had struck their chests. More than half of them were directly blasted away, turning that entire area into a chaotic pile of people.
The might of this single sword strike—coming from a True Xuan Level 2 profound practitioner—was astounding!
Murong Yi fell from midair to the ground, sitting slumped, his eyes vacant, as if he simply couldn't believe this was real... The killing blow he had spent two years comprehending, the hidden trump card and ace he had always kept secret, used for the first time in battle today, had been utterly crushed with a single sword strike. Even his beloved spear had been broken like a nightmare... His spear was certainly no ordinary weapon—it was the Spirit Xuan artifact Silver Dragon Spear obtained from the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion. But a roaring silver dragon colliding with an awakened overlord could only end in being trampled wantonly.
"Yun Che... Yun Che! I'll kill you!!"
After being stunned for a long time, Murong Yi suddenly roared, leaped up, and madly reached out to grab Yun Che's throat. After using the "Purgatory Dragon Shadow," Murong Yi's profound force was greatly depleted. His current strength was at most seventy percent of his peak state. Meanwhile, Yun Che was calm and composed with his heavy sword in hand—Murong Yi no longer had any qualification to fight him.
Facing Murong Yi's final struggle, Yun Che sneered, his body flashing explosively. Though he held a heavy sword, his movement speed was no slower than before. Without even looking at Murong Yi, he casually flicked the heavy sword upward.
Whoosh~~
A storm rose with the howl. The heavy sword didn't even touch Murong Yi's body, but this astonishing storm alone was more than the current Murong Yi could endure. His body was thrown upward, reaching a height of nearly ten zhang. At that moment, Yun Che suddenly leaped, rising ten zhang, and brought the heavy sword down, smashing it heavily onto Murong Yi's body.
Boom!!
Murong Yi plummeted like a cannonball. With an explosive crash from the platform, shattered stones flew everywhere. His entire body, from head to toe, was completely embedded into the platform below.
Without the heavy sword, the two fought hand-to-hand, barely matching each other. But the moment the heavy sword appeared, Murong Yi's strength crumbled like a mountain collapsing, leaving him utterly helpless, unable to fight back. If he had merely wielded the heavy sword, Yun Che could never have achieved this. But the Celestial Wolf Prison God Scripture was an existence of an entirely different level. Having comprehended the general formula of the Celestial Wolf Prison God Scripture, the heavy sword in Yun Che's hand was no longer just a heavy sword—it was an awakened azure dragon of the firmament. Each swing would inevitably shake the heavens and earth, shattering stone and startling the sky.
Under the stunned gazes of everyone, Yun Che descended from the air, landing where Murong Yi had been smashed down. He casually flicked the heavy sword, and with a "boom," more than half of the platform was blasted away, carrying Murong Yi's body along with it, until he landed in front of Yun Che. By now, Murong Yi's clothes were torn and tattered, his body covered in bloodstains. His face was blurred with mud and blood. Though his eyes were still open, they had lost all luster, dim as dead ashes.
Yun Che took a step forward, thrust his heavy sword into the ground, and looked down at Murong Yi with pride: "Murong Yi, still want to fight? If you want to continue, I'm perfectly happy to oblige. An Inner Palace disciple at True Xuan Level 9 goes all out, and I only had to swing my heavy sword three times... Really, I'm left wanting more."