Finally, it was time for the main event.
This time, it was a fourth-grade Immortal Palace that was up for grabs.
The little incident earlier had made many people think about leaving.
But they had come this far, so they couldn't give up now.
Therefore, seeing this final treasure sword, they were all filled with curiosity.
As Wei Chang Feng introduced it, everyone learned about the origin of the sword.
No wonder it was introduced last.
It turned out to be personally crafted by him.
It was named "Undefiled Dust".
It was said to be an Immortal Palace-level existence, its hilt shaped like a lotus, even carrying a unique lotus fragrance.
It instantly attracted everyone's attention, even Bai Li Dong Jun, who was drunk, became interested.
He desperately wanted to claim it for himself.
Unfortunately.
Before he could even speak, Song Yan Hui from Wu Shuang City had already jumped onto the stage.
He declared that he was going to compete for the Immortal Palace-grade Undefiled Dust.
"Wait!"
Before he could reach for Undefiled Dust.
Ye Ding Zhi, who had been eyeing it from below, immediately jumped forward.
This young man, who had been waiting for this moment, refused to be left behind.
He finally made his move.
"You want this sword too?"
The arrogant Song Yan Hui didn't take Ye Ding Zhi seriously.
He immediately engaged in combat, assuming that no one except Jun Yu present could match him.
But he didn't expect to encounter a formidable opponent this time.
Jun Yu, stepping back to the side, went to Bai Li Dong Jun and Wen Hu Jiu, smiling, he asked: "Guess who will win?"
"Hey, aren't you going to have another try? Why are you just watching?"
Bai Li Dong Jun, itching for action, was also curious about Jun Yu's question.
After all, Ye Ding Zhi was very similar to his childhood friend, Ye Yun. He naturally hoped that he would win.
But having not seen him for so many years, he didn't know how strong Ye Ding Zhi had become?
Could he even be a match for Song Yan Hui of Wu Shuang City!
"Song Yan Hui will lose!"
Jun Yu gave a decisive answer with a calm voice.
After all, Ye Ding Zhi, aside from inheriting the Ye family's legacy, had another master: Yu Sheng Mo.
The number one master of Nan Jue, creator of the incredibly powerful Demon Immortal Sword Art, was one of the few who dared to challenge Li Chang Sheng multiple times and survive.
Although Yu Sheng Mo had lost to Li Chang Sheng three times, his strength was at least second only to Li Chang Sheng.
Having the guidance of such a powerful master, coupled with the Ye family's martial arts heritage, was undoubtedly extraordinary.
Moreover, Ye Ding Zhi had a blood feud. His family was branded as traitors and forced to live in exile.
Therefore, he had an even stronger motivation to achieve victory.
As expected.
The outcome of their clash quickly became clear.
Song Yan Hui ultimately fell short, losing to Ye Ding Zhi.
Undefiled Dust seemed to be within Ye Ding Zhi's grasp.
"Looks like it's my turn!"
Bai Li Dong Jun finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and wanted to greet his childhood friend, go over and ask him how he was doing.
But he forgot that he had no internal energy, just some basic Three Flying Cat light skills. He was completely going against the odds.
Before the little Bai Li could show off his skills, Jun Yu had mercilessly arrived at the scene.
He stood in front of Ye Ding Zhi.
It seemed that he also wanted to compete for Undefiled Dust.
Ye Ding Zhi, having just defeated Song Yan Hui, was brimming with confidence.
Without hesitation, he raised his treasured sword and prepared to clash with Jun Yu.
"I wanted to fight you back at the inn! Now's a good chance, let's have a showdown!"
He thrust out his sword, using the Ye family's unique, passed-down technique.
Unfortunately, Jun Yu didn't care at all.
He didn't even bother to draw the Xuan Yang he had just obtained.
Instead, he flew into the air, effortlessly executing the Western Chu Sword Song.
In an instant, a powerful sword intent erupted.
The entire Sword Forest trembled.
Everyone seemed to feel this summoning, their own swords and every blade in the Sword Forest began to stir restlessly.
They were like subjects encountering their supreme emperor, beckoning them to submit, each trying to break free, ready to gather in the sky.
Such a transformation shocked countless people.
Wen Hu Jiu almost sprayed out a mouthful of old wine.
He anticipated that Jun Yu, this kid, would do something astounding.
But he never imagined it would be this outrageous!
What kind of sword technique are you even practicing?
Meanwhile, Song Yan Hui, who had been defeated, along with the people from Wu Shuang City, felt a sense of foreboding.
Those with keen eyes immediately recognized this as the peerless martial art that had once emerged from the perished Western Chu.
The Western Chu Sword Song!
How could this be?
The sword technique that was supposed to have vanished from the world has reappeared.
And now it is going to disrupt this Sword Forest Grand Assembly.
This caused everyone to feel a surge of pressure.
Especially Ye Ding Zhi, Jun Yu's opponent.
He was initially filled with confidence, but now he felt a little apprehensive.
Because Jun Yu's sword was like a supreme emperor.
It made you unable to look directly at it.
"But, I don't want to lose!"
Ye Ding Zhi refused to submit, and let out a final roar.
He concentrated all his killing intent, soared into the air and unleashed a stunning sword strike.
He attempted to meet Jun Yu's challenge with his own determination.
However, his opponent's sword was too brilliant.
When he struck, the heavens and earth changed color.
All sword techniques paled in comparison to this move.
Around them, there seemed to be a song.
Wild, fierce, and unrestrained!
Accompanied by Jun Yu's descending sword.
Ye Ding Zhi, actually lost!
He covered his chest, standing rooted to the spot.
He couldn't recover for a long time.
Finally, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood!
"You, you lost!"