"Ye Xiao!"
Ye Xuan gritted his teeth, the hand gripping his sword trembling incessantly.
With his talent in swordsmanship, no one throughout the entire Holy Prefecture had ever dared to look down upon him so.
Am I not considered a supreme talent?
I, Ye Xuan, the proud fourth sequence of the Ye Family and contemporary Sword Immortal, am actually not considered a supreme talent in Ye Xiao's eyes?
"Hum."
At that very moment, Ye Xiao made his move.
With a single punch, three thousand divine and demonic particles roared and shuddered.
A terrifying wave of power shattered the void directly into powder.
"Puff."
And the body of that silver-armored battle puppet instantly burst apart, shattered by Ye Xiao's single punch.
Silence descended upon heaven and earth!
All the Ye Family sequences stared in terror at the retreating figure in white, their eyes filled with intense shock and disbelief.
"I am not a supreme talent..."
Even Ye Xuan could not help but swallow hard, muttering to himself.
With his Divine Wheel Third Layer realm, coupled with the Profound Heaven Sword Body, slaying a Divine Wheel Fifth Layer opponent was a breeze for him.
Yet facing a battle puppet at the Divine Wheel Peak, he had no room to fight back whatsoever.
And Ye Xiao had used merely a single punch to make all the present Ye Family sequences realize the vast gap between them.
I will give you time to catch up, until you can no longer even see my back...
"Ye Cang, how does your physical strength compare to the Divine Son's?"
Ye Linglong suddenly turned to look at Ye Cang, her eyes filled with a dazed and adoring gaze.
Originally, she had thought Ye Xiao's most formidable asset was his Double Pupils talent.
Now it seemed the physical body of this Divine Son of the Ye Family was rock-solid as well.
With such physical strength, could he not last three days instead of one?
"Me?"
Ye Cang let out a cold snort, his expression arrogant and disdainful, radiating an overwhelming dominance.
Just when everyone thought this Supreme Realm Dominant Body was about to show off again, they saw him suddenly look up at Ye Xiao's retreating back, his voice dropping low as he said, "What am I? I'm not even a single strand of hair on the Divine Son."
"Huh?!"
Hearing this, not only Ye Linglong, but the seven sequences present all froze simultaneously, a bitter smile tugging at their lips.
Was this still the rebellious and defiant roughneck Ye Cang they knew?
If Ye Linglong remembered correctly, Ye Cang had once fought a battle against Ye Chen.
In the end, Ye Chen shattered eighteen of his ribs, yet failed to extract a single word of submission or plea for mercy from Ye Cang.
And now, this successor of the Dominant Body was voluntarily comparing himself to a single strand of hair on Divine Son Ye Xiao?
Hiss...
"Rumble."
At that exact moment, a roar suddenly echoed from the summit of the Saint's Path.
A golden-armored battle puppet descended from the sky, wielding a golden halberd several feet long.
It stood imposingly across the Saint's Path like a golden mountain, and with a single sweep of its halberd, it directly forced Ye Chen back a hundred feet.
"Mahayana Realm battle puppet!"
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked up at the nine white jade praying mats at the end of the Saint's Path, a trace of excitement flickering deep within his gaze.
These nine praying mats represented the ancestral Qi heritage of nine Ye Clan ancestors.
It was said that in the past, a Ye Family supreme talent had once infused his body with ancestral Qi, transforming his holy bones into Supreme Realm divine bones and becoming invincible in the world.
If Ye Chen wanted to truly crush Ye Xiao and retake the position of Divine Son of the Ye Family, the only way was to break the fifth shackle of the Ancient Holy Body.
However!
This Mahayana Realm battle puppet before him possessed peerless combat strength and no flaws whatsoever; even after trying various methods, Ye Chen still could not cross this barrier.
"Tap, tap."
As he pondered inwardly, a low footstep suddenly sounded from behind him.
"Hmm?"
Ye Chen's pupils trembled slightly, and as he slowly turned his head, his gaze suddenly locked.
At that moment, he saw the familiar figure in white stepping forward, walking straight past him and heading toward the Mahayana Realm battle puppet.
This scene once again sparked a wave of shock throughout the surrounding world.
Every elder and sequence of the Ye Family wore looks of shock and tension in their eyes.
Especially Ye Futian, whose brows were slightly furrowed, his aged face carrying a hint of deep contemplation.
This Mahayana Realm battle puppet was not meant purely to test the strength of the descendants of the nine branches.
High as the position of Divine Son of the Ye Family was, if he truly wished to lead the family to the pinnacle of the Holy Prefecture and even the Three Thousand Dao Prefectures, he could not do without the support and backing of the other eight branches.
Yet this Mahayana Realm puppet was simply not something people of the contemporary era could contend with alone; it required the concerted efforts of the descendants of all nine branches.
Yet judging by Ye Xiao's actions now, he seemed to have no intention whatsoever of teaming up with Ye Chen.
"Hum."
With a resounding roar, the Mahayana Realm battle puppet swung its halberd once more, sweeping horizontally toward Ye Xiao.
Terrifying golden radiance compressed the void into wave after wave of ripples, as if piercing through the Outer Realm.
The force contained within that halberd reached the terrifying level of nearly twenty million catties.
Even the elders of the Heavenly Secret Realm wore expressions of intense dread in their eyes.
Just then, rays of wondrous and terrifying light patterns suddenly surfaced in Ye Xiao's eyes.
Golden light shone brilliantly, brimming with divinity.
In an instant, that patch of void was completely frozen in place.
And he merely reached out a single hand, catching that golden halberd right in his grip.
"Crack."
Instantly, the Saint's Path beneath his feet began to collapse, fractures spreading across it.
Yet Ye Xiao remained completely unmoving, his white robes rippling, actually relying solely on a gaze to block this Mahayana Realm attack.
"Divine Son Ye Xiao..."
At this moment, the entire Ye Family fell into a dead silence.
Countless proud daughters of the Ye Family trembled, their lips parting unconsciously... with crystal moisture glistening.
"Hum."
Before anyone could react, light patterns swirled once more within Ye Xiao's eyes, resembling two epoch-spanning vortices.
"Double Pupils, Eternal Banishment."
Ten thousand rays of golden light poured down from the sky, majestic and vast, containing the most ancient and terrifying power of time.
And the void where the Mahayana Realm puppet stood immediately rippled with bizarre concentric circles, as if opening a passage through time and space.
The next instant, its figure miraculously vanished right before everyone's eyes, without a sound.
"Gulp."
Silence reigned supreme!
Amidst the awe and shock in everyone's eyes, that figure in white finally took a step forward, standing at the summit of the Saint's Path.
White robes shimmering, calm and serene.
At this moment, Ye Xiao was like a ray of light, piercing deep into the hearts and minds of everyone in the Ye Clan.
Who said the Double Pupils are inferior to the Holy Body?
Gradually, everyone's gazes fell upon the two youthful figures—one in black and one in white—at the peak of the Saint's Path, their eyes growing increasingly fervent.
The Two Dragons of the Ye Family: the Ancient Holy Body battles the Double Pupils.
This battle was not only a battle to prove the Divine Son, but one that concerned the destiny of the Ye Family for the next hundred thousand years!