Chapter 407 – Strongest Urban Disciple (Seven)

The Golden Lion King’s eyes gleamed as he stared intently at the composed young man before him.

He then chuckled.

“Since you wish to spar with this king, I shall grant your wish. However…”

Before finishing his sentence, the Golden Lion King continued:

“I must remind you—I have recently broken through to the God-King Level. If I accidentally strike too hard later, you’ll have to endure it.”

Hiss—!

His words sent waves of astonished murmurs through the crowd, unable to conceal the boiling excitement.

Upon hearing this, Ye Kuang replied expressionlessly:

“There’s no need for your concern.”

For a moment, varied thoughts swirled among the spectators.

Their shifting gazes were evident everywhere.

Although no one held high expectations for Ye Kuang at this moment,

they couldn’t deny secretly admitting:

“I’m impressed by you.”

Suddenly, a chilly wind swept through.

The cloudless sky seemed to respond to some summon, quietly gathering jade-like white clouds.

On one side stood an established God-King, on the other a rising star.

One was a swordsman of the Dao Inquiry Realm, the other a legendary monarch.

Thus, it was easy to imagine

what sparks would fly when two domineering figures clashed.

“Fight! Fight!! Fight!!!”

The scene quickly escalated as someone shouted aloud,

the momentum growing at an unimaginable pace.

Ye Kuang firmly gripped his Heavy Edge.

Not only did his gaze grow sharper, but the Qi Sea surging throughout his body seemed to roar in defiance.

Like tidal forces colliding with torrents,

or countless rivers and lakes converging toward the vast azure sky.

In an instant, the heavens and earth transformed—

lightning split the clouds overhead.

The previously white clouds darkened into oppressive gloom in the blink of an eye.

Of course, this celestial shift wasn’t triggered by Ye Kuang’s internal power,

but rather by the God-King on the other side, who was channeling some mysterious force.

The Golden Lion King raised both hands high, akin to an ancient deity supporting the heavens, capable of influencing the very fabric of the world.

“This technique—a power only those at the God-King Level are worthy of wielding—shall make its debut with you as its test subject. Be cautious.”

“Naturally. But you should also be wary, Elder—I am no ordinary Dao Inquiry Realm cultivator.”

As he spoke,

the power surging within Ye Kuang burst forth from his body.

Amidst the blossoming golden radiance, he resembled a sun releasing boundless brilliance,

remarkably imbued with myriad emotions:

Joy, like excitement;

Anger, like defiance;

Sorrow, like self-strengthening;

Delight, like fervor.

One could say Ye Kuang himself didn’t know what state he was in.

Yet he understood one thing clearly:

Countless powerful beings exist in this world—how many could one encounter in a lifetime?

With this thought, his sharp eyes locked intently on the Golden Lion King’s every move.

Swift as lightning!

“Thunderbolt!”

“Empty Clarity Innate, Dao Inquiry Execution Sword!”

CRACK-BOOM!

In that instant, a thunderclap drowned out the roaring clamor.

Violent shockwaves surged outward in all directions.

Viewed from above, the scene was filled with crackling lightning bombarding Penglai.

The deafening roar seemed to tear a hole through the very fabric of heaven and earth.

At that moment, words felt inadequate,
utterly insufficient to describe the frenzied scene.

Within the central hazy zone,

explosions intermittently shook the heavens and reverberated through the firmament.Yet without exception, whenever a thunderclap struck, the earth would tremble violently three times.

Ye Kuang gripped his sword, its hum resonating as his wild hair danced chaotically. With each bolt of lightning that descended, the blade’s edge would shoot forth.

Though the sky was filled with overwhelming thunderous might, it could not bridge the narrow gap before the specially crafted Heavy Edge.

At this moment, he raised the Heavy Edge once more, his entire form abruptly lifting from the ground.

Simultaneously, the Golden Lion King had just retracted his sky-piercing power, his hand clamping down fiercely on Lei Long.

It appeared as if he were grasping a thunder spear!

This was hardly surprising.

The Child of Light and the others were utterly exhilarated.

For the God-King Level power had only revealed a fraction of its might.

Yet it was enough to make them flock toward it with fervent desire.

Roar, roar, roar!

Meanwhile, Ye Kuang’s silhouette was deeply imprinted in the minds of disciples from every sect.

Perhaps for the rest of their lives, they would firmly remember his thunderous reputation.

And within that sea of thunder,

Ye Kuang stood with the unyielding pride inherent to mortals, as if challenging heaven and earth.

His sword had clearly become an extension of himself.

Pointing toward the heavens, fearless and invincible.

With a fleeting glance, countless sword glories blossomed in unison.

Before their eyes, intangible sword energies clashed head-on with the piercing spear-dragon, blow after solid blow.

Clang!

Zzzzt!

Amid the roaring, the thunder of heaven and earth was completely drowned out.

The sword’s tremor alone could shock a hundred li.

The Golden Lion King gripped the head and tail of the spear-dragon with both hands, and as he breathed in and out, flames erupted fiercely.

This transformed the originally blue thunder spear, forged by blazing fire, into a tangible blade of thunder and flame.

Three breaths!

Only three breaths!

As Ye Kuang saw the dual-colored Wandering Dragons roaring toward him, his gaze inevitably intensified.

Devouring heaven and earth!

Creak, zzzzt, sizzle.

In an instant,

A massive gust swept forth, silently forming a wall that stood firmly before the Wandering Dragons.

Roar, roar, roar!

But who could have expected that amid the thunderous dragon’s roar, the explosive thunder god could not be concealed.

Hiss—BOOM!!!

In a flash, flames and thunder submerged everything in sight.

Then, another violent “BOOM” echoed as residual shockwaves swept across the land.

Witnessing this, the Golden Lion King couldn’t help but laugh maniacally, his excitement palpable.

He trembled with awe at his own God-King power.

“Hahaha…”

The terrifying sound waves rose and fell, piercing the sky.

It was as if heaven and earth were shaken, and ghosts and gods wept.

It was only at this moment that Ye Kuang’s figure remained unseen for a long while.

The Elder murmured to himself, “That kid couldn’t have… could he?”

Tie Feng, hearing this, couldn’t help but fall silent.

As if to say: Even I fear that power immensely, what do you think?

But just as Tie Feng was about to voice this thought, he suddenly noticed the Elder had already vanished from sight.

Unbeknownst to them, the Golden Lion King was ecstatic over his immense power, his hands gathering seven-colored divine light once more.

Clearly, he was brewing an even more terrifying ultimate move than before.

At this critical moment, the Elder suddenly appeared.

He grasped the Golden Lion King’s arm with one hand and said,

“Stop this! Do you not realize that if this continues, all of Penglai will suffer the consequences?”

Then, shifting his tone abruptly, he inexplicably shouted, “If you’re not dead, make a sound now!”

Ye Kuang: “…”

Seeing this, the Elder’s eyebrows twitched violently, and he snorted coldly, “If you don’t come out now, this old man won’t bother with you anymore.”

“Hey, not dead, not dead… cough cough cough…”

As he spoke, Ye Kuang stepped out of the Thunder-Fire Zone.

Only then could he be seen.His face was as pale as paper, clearly also greatly shocked by the Divine King’s might.

“Ahem… Although I’m reluctant to admit it, I’m afraid I really can’t beat that old fellow for now!”

“Well then, I’ve got something to attend to, so I’ll take my leave first. Everyone, please carry on, carry on… Bye…”