Lu Yuan unleashed his exquisite swordsmanship, manifesting a hundred points of starlight—this was unmistakably an Apocalypse-level sword technique! It was truly an Apocalypse-level sword art!

When the Apocalypse-level technique was revealed, the entire venue was shaken into stunned silence. After a long pause, Elder Xu Zhong of the Sword Clan roared, "You actually know an Apocalypse-level sword art?" "What about it?

Does it mean I can't know an Apocalypse-level sword art? Is this technique so extraordinary?" Lu Yuan flicked dust from his shoulders, inwardly feeling it was nothing special.

This set of sword techniques originated from the Hidden Sword Sect; back then, he had practiced using the residual video left behind by the Buddhist Sword Ancestor there and learned three Apocalypse-level sword arts: the Sunken Star Apocalypse Sword Art, the Big Dipper Main Kill Sword Art, and the Heaven-Slaying Sword Art. These three techniques were all distinct.

Since obtaining them, he had never used them, partly because his magical power was insufficient, and partly because he hadn't thought of employing them. It was only when he saw the Son of the Sword using an Apocalypse-level technique just now that he suddenly recalled he possessed such arts, prompting him to deploy his own.

The unveiling of this Apocalypse-level sword technique astonished everyone present. Lu Yuan looked at Elder Xu Zhong.

"You possess fifty-seven World-level sword arts, what does that have to do with me?" He let the sword light in his hand unfurl, executing the Sunken Star Apocalypse Sword Art. Once this technique was activated, it was as if hundreds of stars were plummeting from the sky, unleashing devastating sword light everywhere—impossible to block, impossible to evade.

Elder Xu Zhong was no weakling; he immediately launched various sword lights. Within his light, ten, even twenty, or perhaps fifty points of starlight bloomed.

To achieve fifty points of stellar radiance with a World-level technique was remarkable, but unfortunately, facing Lu Yuan’s hundred points of starlight left him powerless to turn the tide. Elder Xu Zhong’s sword light was marvelous, but Lu Yuan’s swordsmanship was more marvelous.

Elder Xu Zhong’s sword art was unparalleled, but Lu Yuan’s was even more unparalleled. Elder Xu Zhong’s sword technique was profound, but Lu Yuan’s was even more profound.

In terms of sword technique mastery, Lu Yuan had completely overwhelmed Elder Xu Zhong. "Receive this!

Receive this! Receive this!

Receive this!" After several rapid calls to engage, Lu Yuan's sword strikes came faster and faster. Elder Xu Zhong found himself struggling to parry.

When the final call ended, Lu Yuan’s sword was resting precisely at Elder Xu Zhong's throat. "You lost," Lu Yuan stated calmly.

Indeed, Elder Xu Zhong was defeated. He had genuinely not anticipated that Lu Yuan knew an Apocalypse-level sword art, nor had he expected to lose to Lu Yuan's blade.

After winning, Lu Yuan instantly returned to the side of Elder Yun Zhong of the Sword Clan. As Lu Yuan landed, Elder Yun Zhong, Zhuge Zhi Shang, Yan Cang Shan, Cang Ye Ming, and the other Supreme Elders immediately surrounded him.

Who would have thought before that Lu Yuan possessed an Apocalypse-level sword technique, and one that could so easily surpass Elder Xu Zhong in mastery? The atmosphere at this moment exploded like a pot coming to a boil.

In previous Sword Competition Assemblies, the two who reached the finals were invariably one of the "Zhong Zu" (Middle Elders). But now, Elder Xu Zhong had lost, and Elder Yun Zhong had also lost.

The swordsmanship of both Middle Elders had been defeated by a younger man. Elder Yun Zhong losing to the Son of the Sword could be somewhat understood, as the Son of the Sword had long been famous and was a child favored by destiny.

But Elder Xu Zhong losing to Lu Yuan's swordsmanship caused a far greater sensation. Of course, no matter what, Lu Yuan's victory over Elder Xu Zhong was concrete; everyone could see that Lu Yuan’s sword skill was genuinely superior to Elder Xu Zhong’s.

With the competition having progressed this far, only Lu Yuan and the Son of the Sword remained. Lu Yuan versus the Son of the Sword—this was undoubtedly going to be the biggest clash imaginable.

Before this, no one had expected such a monumental confrontation to erupt. Ancestor Mie of the Sword Clan announced, "The final battle of the Sword Competition: Lu Yuan versus the Son of the Sword." The Son of the Sword entered the arena.

He possessed flawless looks, appearing as if carved from jade, his sword aura soaring, making him seem like a god among gods. Lu Yuan also entered the arena.

He had above-average looks, exuding an ineffable sense of ease, holding a wine gourd, possessing a relaxed and comfortable demeanor. The two styles were completely different.

If they didn't move, wouldn't the one who struck first win? Who would strike first?

The Son of the Sword's sword light surged; his Apocalypse-level technique, the Heaven-Defying Sword Art, was unleashed. His first move erupted with hundreds of points of starlight—this was the first move of the Heaven-Defying Sword Art, "Starlight Surging in the River," a strike that seemed to transform countless stars into a river, surging toward Lu Yuan with a magnificent, world-shattering grandeur.

Could Lu Yuan break this move? This was a notoriously difficult Apocalypse-level sword technique!

The ensuing battle was intensely gripping; it seemed as if countless things could change in a single instant. Lu Yuan’s "Nurturing Self Immortal Sword Art" also stirred at that moment.

This technique was strangely intricate, as delicate as a magpie, but not just one, but trillions of magpies appearing under Lu Yuan's sword-hand, forming a Bridge of Magpies in the void. As the bridge appeared, it could block the Milky Way!

In that instant, Lu Yuan’s sword light pierced through the "Starlight Surging in the River" move and countered toward the Son of the Sword’s arm. The Son of the Sword had no choice but to retract his attack and retreat.

He broke it! The Apocalypse-level sword technique, the immensely grand "Starlight Surging in the River," the move that erupted with a hundred points of starlight—it was forcefully broken by Lu Yuan.

This was an Apocalypse-level technique. At this point, Elder Xu Zhong and the others could only sigh in admiration.

He had managed to break an Apocalypse-level technique he was seeing for the first time purely through his own sword moves. Elder Xu Zhong had to concede that Lu Yuan's sword mastery was indeed above his own.

"Now it’s my turn," Lu Yuan declared. He countered with a thrust, erupting with a hundred points of starlight—this was a move called "Stars Descend, Sun Extinguished," one stance from the Sunken Star Apocalypse Sword Art.

The Son of the Sword’s light began intercepting in the void. What a brilliant Son of the Sword!

Truly worthy of being one of the Seven Children of Destiny; this sword move was unexpectedly exquisite, forcefully neutralizing Lu Yuan’s "Stars Descend, Sun Extinguished." Brilliant! The Son of the Sword and Lu Yuan had exchanged two moves in total so far; the Son of the Sword used one, and Lu Yuan used one.

Logically, two moves shouldn't be this spectacular. Yet, the observers cried out in admiration; it was truly magnificent.

This did not resemble a duel between two youngsters; it looked like the highest level of swordsmanship from the Sword Gate itself. Even if Ancestor Mie of the Sword Clan were to enter the fray personally, he might not achieve such results.

By now, the Supreme Elders of the Sword Clan understood: the two strongest swordsmen in the Sword Clan were undoubtedly the Son of the Sword and Lu Yuan. Simultaneously, they were the two strongest young swordsmen in the entire Central Dynasty.

The other Supreme Elders, the Hidden Sword Sect members—none possessed swordsmen of this caliber. This was the highest sword art duel in the entire Central Dynasty!

It erupted unexpectedly in this very moment. After each having traded one move, both the Son of the Sword and Lu Yuan paused their offensive for a moment.

The Son of the Sword looked at Lu Yuan. "Lu Yuan, you are indeed strong.

It's a pity that the Heaven-Defying Sword Art is not my only Apocalypse-level technique. I possess three such Apocalypse-level sword arts!

How many of my techniques can you withstand?" The Son of the Sword’s words dropped like a boulder into water, causing immense shock. The Sword Clan previously possessed zero Apocalypse-level sword arts.

Now, the Son of the Sword revealed he possessed three such techniques—this was utterly staggering. With three Apocalypse-level sword arts in hand, the Son of the Sword’s odds of winning were astronomically high.

"Is that so? You have three Apocalypse-level sword arts, yet it's a pity that I possess four." Lu Yuan certainly had four.

The previous three were learned from the Buddhist Sword Cultivator: the Sunken Star Apocalypse Sword Art, the Big Dipper Main Kill Sword Art, and the Heaven-Slaying Sword Art. The fourth was learned from Yan Cang Tian in the Lost Lands, named the Heavenly Sword Traversing Lands Sword Art, also an Apocalypse-level technique, though he hadn't mentioned it back in the Lost Lands.

If the Son of the Sword announcing three Apocalypse-level techniques was shocking, Lu Yuan revealing he had four was even more terrifying. Four!

Four! Four!

Apocalypse-level sword arts were not common cabbage; they were supremely terrifying skills. The Sword Clan had none before.

Now, Lu Yuan threw out four in one go. This stunned everyone into silence.