Chapter 991: The Sword Saint Takes Action I Couldn

Bai Piaopiao waved her sleeve in shock and suspicion.

The dust dispersed, and amidst the ruins, Yi Feng stood unscathed, his face filled with confusion and frustration!

Seeing this scene.

Bai Piaopiao's beautiful eyes trembled in astonishment, her gaze fixed on Yi Feng, unable to utter a word!

Yi Feng looked down in bewilderment.

He seemed completely unharmed, aside from a bit of dust on his body. Nothing had happened—no pain, no discomfort. In fact, he felt rather comfortable, as if a gentle breeze had brushed past him...

What the hell!

Yi Feng furrowed his brows slightly, unable to comprehend why he, a half-saint, had taken Bai Piaopiao's full-force palm strike without a scratch.

This doesn't make sense!

Could it be that Bai Piaopiao didn't dare to strike with full force and held back?

Filled with doubt and confusion, Yi Feng continued to look around. At first glance, he was stunned.

Holy cow!

The once elegantly arranged courtyard now looked like it had gone through World War II. Aside from a pile of ashes, nothing remained. It was no different from a barren field, with no trace of the courtyard left.

Looking around, all he could see was dust. Most of the courtyard had been obliterated, leaving no trace, as if wiped clean by an eraser!

This was absolutely terrifying!

As expected of a Saint-level expert—her strike had completely annihilated everything. Compared to her, even the most powerful Martial Spirit experts were like toddlers in diapers!

Could this not be a full-force strike? Yi Feng wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death!

But the key point was that Yi Feng wasn't dead. He didn't even have a single injury. Feeling the gentle breeze brushing past his ears, Yi Feng was utterly dumbfounded. He had no idea what had gone wrong, as the result was completely unexpected!

Yi Feng was starting to question his existence.

On the other hand, seeing that everything was intact, Bai Piaopiao, standing by the flower bed, was also stunned. This outcome was completely beyond her expectations.

She had imagined that Yi Feng might succeed, being knocked down by this palm strike, then rising again with an unkillable, greatly enhanced cultivation, thus overcoming the current crisis. That was the best-case scenario. Naturally, she had also prepared for worse outcomes. Bai Piaopiao had even resolved that if anything went wrong, she would follow Yi Feng to the grave...

But she had never imagined that Yi Feng would emerge unscathed!

Not just Bai Piaopiao—even if anyone else were present, they wouldn't believe that a half-saint could take a full-force strike from a Saint and remain completely unharmed!

This was too bizarre!

At this moment, seeing Yi Feng standing there unscathed, Bai Piaopiao felt both joy and immense confusion. In her eyes, Yi Feng was undoubtedly exceptional, unmatched by any other man, but his cultivation was only at the half-saint level. How could he have withstood this strike?

She was certain she had used her full strength, and her resolve had been absolute. By all logic, Yi Feng shouldn't have come out unscathed.

Unless...

Unless Yi Feng wasn't a half-saint, but a Saint?!

Suddenly realizing this, Bai Piaopiao's heart trembled violently. She was once again shaken to her core, her heart pounding so hard she could barely speak.

She had thought that Yi Feng becoming a half-saint in such a short time was already an extraordinary feat, requiring unimaginable effort. Bai Piaopiao had been overjoyed and relieved for a long time because of this.

But now.

She realized that Yi Feng had far exceeded her expectations, reaching the Saint level. He was even more outstanding than she had imagined. This man had given her so many surprises, and at this moment, she couldn't contain her emotions, feeling increasingly excited and relieved!

Looking at the calm figure standing amidst the dust, appearing invincible, Bai Piaopiao felt a sense of pride.

Such a person didn't need her protection, nor did he require her excessive worry. He was even more outstanding than her. She had indeed not misjudged him...

Overwhelmed by immense joy and emotion, Bai Piaopiao's eyes sparkled with starlight.

At the same time.

The palm strike had caused the heavens and earth to change colors, startling the entire sacred land. Servants and divine beasts alike were filled with fear and awe, and the tremors continued to spread.

In the courtyard, ripples appeared in the void as Su Jie, holding a sword, emerged.

Seeing the scene before her, her eyes remained calm. Aside from Bai Piaopiao and Yi Feng, there was no one else. Su Jie's cold eyes showed a hint of confusion as she spoke in a composed tone.

"What happened? Why did you strike so forcefully within the sacred land?"

Her question snapped both of them out of their thoughts.

Seeing her close friend emerge from seclusion, Bai Piaopiao's eyes showed a mix of apology and excitement. She quietly stepped forward to explain.

After glancing at Yi Feng and seeing that he didn't object, she recounted the entire incident.

As Su Jie listened to the story, her expression remained unchanged, as if she was already familiar with Gu Qingcheng's behavior. However, when she heard that Yi Feng had practiced some divine technique and had withstood Bai Piaopiao's full-force strike without a scratch...

Finally, Su Jie's eyes showed a flicker of surprise. She stared at Yi Feng for a long time, growing increasingly curious.

"I never expected you to withstand Piaopiao's strike. You might have the cultivation of a Saint. It seems you have a technique to conceal your aura. I underestimated you..."

As soon as these words were spoken.

Bai Piaopiao's suspicions were almost confirmed. She couldn't help but smile. Among the countless talented individuals in the world, few earned Su Jie's praise. Hearing Yi Feng being acknowledged filled her heart with indescribable sweetness.

Yi Feng, however, was even more confused.

What the hell?

Saint-level cultivation? Concealing my aura?

Since when did I know about this...

Seeing the two women looking at him with different expressions, Yi Feng felt increasingly bewildered. He had already been greatly surprised by withstanding Bai Piaopiao's strike. Now, hearing that he might have Saint-level cultivation, Yi Feng simply refused to believe it!

Previously, he had only estimated his own cultivation level, and after others confirmed it following his poison trials, he reluctantly accepted that he was a half-saint. That's why he had recently set his sights on seeking death from Saint-level experts.

Even so, his path to seeking death had been extremely difficult. If he truly had Saint-level cultivation now, who could he possibly find to kill him?

How was he supposed to play this game?

Frowning and muttering to himself, Yi Feng felt increasingly uneasy.

"This can't be..."

"This shouldn't be happening."

As his words fell, Bai Piaopiao also snapped out of her joy, remembering Yi Feng's divine technique. A hint of regret appeared in her eyes.

"What should we do? If Yi Feng's cultivation is too strong, won't he be unable to practice the divine technique, missing out on a tremendous opportunity?"

Seeing the two of them fall into silence.

Su Jie observed for a long time but still couldn't discern Yi Feng's cultivation level. However, she calmly spoke up, breaking the brief stalemate.

"Not necessarily."

"Yi Feng being able to withstand your strike doesn't necessarily mean he has Saint-level cultivation."

Hearing this, both of them turned their attention to her. Su Jie's gaze grew increasingly serious.

"Piaopiao has only recently awakened. Although she has Saint-level cultivation, her foundation is unstable, and she can't fully unleash the absolute power of a Saint. If a half-saint has some defensive trump cards, it's reasonable for them to withstand her strike. Based on this, Yi Feng might not necessarily have Saint-level cultivation."

So that's how it is.

Hearing the truth revealed, Bai Piaopiao suddenly understood, her expression gradually calming down. Upon reflection, she also found this reasoning quite plausible.

"Hmm, Sister Su makes a good point."

At the same time, Bai Piaopiao's resolve grew firmer, and her earlier hesitation vanished.

"In that case, why don't you take action, Sister Su? With your cultivation, you can definitely help Yi Feng achieve his divine technique."

Su Jie remained silent, her serious gaze fixed on Yi Feng.

Her cultivation was too powerful, and she had attained sainthood through the sword path. Even a true Saint might not be able to withstand a single strike from her. The title of "Undefeated Sword Saint" was built on her formidable strength. Although they were both Saints, the gap between them was immense!

If she were to strike with full force, Yi Feng would undoubtedly die!

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Both women quietly looked at Yi Feng, their expressions growing increasingly solemn as they awaited his response.

Unexpectedly.

Yi Feng showed no signs of pressure. In fact, his eyes lit up with excitement, as if he was filled with anticipation!

"Really?!"

"If Miss Su is willing to take action, that would be perfect! I couldn't ask for more!"