Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

Volume 1: The sword Qi of Bufan and Ye Gucheng continuously collided, producing incessant clanging sounds. The two fought from the ground to mid-air, until finally, both their moves were exhausted, and they each retreated some distance.

Standing atop the Fire Lotus, Zhu Bufan quietly watched Ye Gucheng across from him. At that moment, Ye Gucheng stood upon a cluster of ice mist. Previously, when annihilating ancient enemies, there was no sign that he could stand on Primordial Qi. Unexpectedly, in just three months, Ye Gucheng had reached the same level as Zhu Bufan and Huo Ling. Moreover, Zhu Bufan could clearly feel that Ye Gucheng's earlier moves were merely probing; although they were exceptionally ferocious, Zhu Bufan believed Ye Gucheng had not yet used his full strength.

"If that's all you've got, then there's no need to continue and waste time," Zhu Bufan coldly said to Ye Gucheng, his tone as icy as frost in October.

"You will see!" Facing Zhu Bufan's icy gaze, Ye Gucheng slowly placed his sword horizontally in front of him. Suddenly, an indescribably cold aura began to gather around Ye Gucheng's sword, quickly covering the brightly gleaming blade in a layer of white mist.

"Is this Shuangxue? Ye Gucheng has actually mastered it?" Seeing the cold aura rising from Ye Gucheng, Wei Tianxian exclaimed as he stared wide-eyed, while the normally expressionless True Master of the Heavenly Sword upon seeing Ye Gucheng finally showed a very subtle and barely noticeable smile.

Although Zhu Bufan did not know what move Ye Gucheng was about to use, the extraordinary coldness made him feel extremely dangerous. Frowning, Blood Spirit Poison Fire suddenly flared up more intensely around Zhu Bufan, fending off the invading cold air.

"Shuangxue? One Sword Freezes Nine Provinces!"

With a swing of his sword, the cold air swiftly condensed into an enormous Mystic Ice Giant Sword, which ferociously slashed down at Zhu Bufan too quickly to dodge.

'Clang!!'

"Ah!!!"

Barely managing to block with a horizontal sword overhead, Zhu Bufan was struck by the suddenly formed ice sword, causing him to spit blood and fly back. The powerful coldness embedded in the ice sword drilled into Zhu Bufan's body, immediately numbing his limbs. Only by summoning Blood Spirit Poison Fire was he able to slightly disperse the coldness. If an ordinary person without Primordial Qi Flames to protect them were hit by the ice sword, they would have turned into an ice sculpture at the moment of impact, and anyone can imagine the consequences of a falling ice sculpture!

"Thousand Sword Formation!"

In the moment Zhu Bufan was sent flying, Ye Gucheng did not relax at all and immediately followed up. Transforming into a thousand sword forms, in the instant Zhu Bufan summoned the Blood Spirit Poison Fire, Ye Gucheng left at least thirty bloody slashes on Zhu Bufan's body with his incredibly fast swordsmanship. Fortunately, Zhu Bufan's body was exceptionally well-forged; for an ordinary cultivator, it would not merely have been dozens of bloodstains but dozens of gaping holes.

"Seeking death!!"

Once his limbs regained sensation, Blood Spirit Poison Fire surged upon Zhu Bufan's Purple Cloud, who twisted and flipped in mid-air, then hurled a heavy sword towards the direction Ye Gucheng was charging from.

"Chenjiang Duanliu Break? Overwhelming Sky Formation!!"

The sky filled with sword energy, under the surprised gazes of the onlookers, surged directly towards Ye Gucheng, showcasing the formidable power of an Earth Rank Martial Art in Zhu Bufan's hands!

"Shuangxue? Flying Snow Shadow Cold Plum!"

As he vibrated the sword in his hand, a multitude of ice frost aura transformed into plum blossoms immediately appeared. These blossoms, though seemingly beautiful and fragile, were actually transformations of Ye Gucheng's sword Qi, indestructibly sharp, proving that the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is. In an instant, thousands of plum blossoms under Ye Gucheng's sword converged, colliding with Zhu Bufan's Overwhelming Sky Formation.

"Unexpectedly, Ye Gucheng's Flying Snow Shadow Cold Plum has already reached the Thousand Frost Plum level. If he progresses further to the Myriad Yan Plum level, it would truly be an unstoppable storm of plum blossoms everywhere," witnessing Ye Gucheng's technique, Elder Chiyang couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. The surprises from today's second Dark Rank battle were just too many.

"Zhu Bufan's martial arts, they must be lower-tier Earth Rank techniques, right? And we haven't seen this technique before even from Sect Master Huo, you really know how to hide secrets, don't you?" Glancing at Elder Huo, Wei Tianxian sighed.

"Hide what secrets! I want to learn but don't even know where to start; damn, I regret giving that kid Emperor Yan's Destroying Army; it's practically a warehouse of martial arts techniques!" Innerly bleeding, Elder Huo, however, wore a mysteriously smiling face, as if everything was under his control. Among the Heavenly Sword Sect, this old man definitely ranked first in putting on airs!

'Boom!!'

At the instant when Zhu Bufan's Overwhelming Sky Formation collided with Ye Gucheng's Flying Snow Shadow Cold Plum, a huge noise erupted as the Blood Spirit Poison Fire and Xuan Ice, two completely opposing types of Primordial Qi, collided explosively. Ice shards and sparks scattered in all directions, causing the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect watching the battle to frown lightly and activate their Primordial Qi Barriers to block the flying Qi shards.

None of them had expected what was supposed to be a one-sided contest to turn out this way. Even the simplest of them realized that Zhu Bufan was not just a cultivator in the Body Tempering Realm as they had perceived, but was genuinely a cultivator in the Bone Forging Realm!

As the techniques from both sides struck each other, the two individuals unleashing these techniques simultaneously decided to stop infusing more Qi into their moves. Instead, they fiercely clashed in mid-air, with purple Sword Qi and frost Sword Qi continuously colliding, producing explosive sounds and momentum that were not the least inferior to those of the colliding techniques. Blood Spirit Poison Fire and Xuan Ice also kept striking each other, hissing explosively!

"Kill!"

"Slash!"

Both bellowed angrily, and immediately unleashed powerful moves. Under the loud explosions, each was violently shaken by the other's Qi Force, retreating repeatedly while their blood surged violently. After a fierce battle, Zhu Bufan stepped back five paces, while Ye Gucheng staggered back more than ten steps before stopping.

"Chenjiang Duanliu Break? Breaking Flow Formation!"

"Heavenly Frost Snow? Myriad Miles Cold River Reflecting Ice Moon!"

Both barely steadied themselves and without even taking time to catch their breath, immediately launched their martial arts again. The incoming massive Mystic Ice and the dazzling galaxy-like sword energy collided once more, erupting in an earth-shattering noise. Meanwhile, the initiators of the moves dashed towards each other in mid-air the moment the swords struck, clashing fiercely once again.

"Sect Master, both of these men are rare talents, shouldn't we—" Just as Zhu Bufan and Ye Gucheng fiercely fought, continuously accumulating injuries, the beautifully dressed woman who had been standing behind Wei Tianxian whispered into his ear. Upon hearing her words, Wei Tianxian's face showed traces of hesitation.

While Wei Tianxian hesitated, Zhu Bufan and Ye Gucheng had already separated. By this time, Zhu Bufan's black long robe had turned into rags, with traces of blood continuously seeping out. As for Ye Gucheng, his situation was even more miserable; his moon-white robe had turned blood-red, and it had also been shortened from being slashed. His cultivation hadn't been fully consolidated and he was more vulnerable, unlike Zhu Bufan who was consistently stable at the peak of the first level of the Bone Forging Realm, and more importantly, flames could always suppress frost. Hence in the prolonged battle, Ye Gucheng was steadily losing ground, not to mention Zhu Bufan's aid from the Martial King Pattern and the endless flow of Primordial Qi.

"This move will decide the victor!" The Blood Spirit Poison Fire crazily surged towards Zhu Bufan's left fist, instantly turning into an immensely powerful force. The explosive momentum of the compressed flames made everyone around clearly feel the intensity, causing even those on the stands to become restless.

"Just what I wanted!" With a cold smile, Ye Gucheng's sword was surrounded by fog and quickly gathered a great amount of frost Spiritual Energy. The energy danced around the sword like frolicking sprites, releasing a terrifying aura incessantly.

"Emperor Extreme Fist? Emperor's Fury Explodes Mountains and Rivers!"

"Heavenly Frost Snow? Myriad Miles Cold River Reflecting Ice Moon!"

"Not good!"

As soon as they made their moves, Wei Tianxian and others sitting on the platform could no longer remain seated, because they sensed that upon this clash, one would surely lose their life, and the other might also sustain injuries that could never fully heal. Although the contest in the Dark Rank of the sect conference was meant to be all-out efforts, witnessing a battle that risked lives was not what they wanted to see.

In the fleeting moment, Zhu Bufan's Emperor Extreme Fist had already transformed into a fiery dragon head with fierce claws and fangs that lunged towards Ye Gucheng, while Ye Gucheng's sword energy had become a giant crescent sword energy. If Zhu Bufan's technique was to summon a dragon, then Ye Gucheng's was literally a dragon-slaying sword energy!

"Stop this!"

At that moment, a pale yellow halo suddenly appeared trapping Zhu Bufan's move, and a blood-red Qi Force also struck Ye Gucheng's sword energy. Instantly, the spectacular techniques from Zhu Bufan and Ye Gucheng were locked and shattered. Following the disruption of their techniques, two imposing figures appeared between Zhu Bufan and Ye Gucheng—a person other than Wei Tianxian and Elder Huo.

"At the sect conference, it is a wonderful thing for all disciples to demonstrate their strengths, but a fight risking life is too much. This match grants both contestants the qualification to stay on the black stele, let's stop here." With a gentle squeeze of his palm, Zhu Bufan's raging Blood Spirit Poison Fire instantly dissipated into nothingness. Zhu Bufan, with keen eyes, saw a fine spatial crack within the Light Screen when Wei Tianxian clenched his hand, and the raging force from Zhu Bufan was entirely absorbed into the spatial crack and disappeared.

"Following the esteemed Sect Master's command." After hearing Wei Tianxian's words, both Zhu Bufan and Ye Gucheng quickly made formal greetings, understanding that if they continued to fight, someone would surely die. However, previously, they were in a difficult position as none could afford to lose. Now that Wei Tianxian intervened, both naturally agreed.

The confrontation bewitched the disciples of Heavenly Sword Sect at the Wenhua Hall, particularly the final strike from both, which had chilled them to the bone. At last, even the Sect Master had to intervene, a testament to how extraordinary the martial techniques they had just executed were. Apart from a few individuals with solemn expressions, the rest of the disciples felt a chilling sensation inside.

"So, this match between Dark Sect's Zhu Bufan and Heavenly Sword Sect's Ye Gucheng ends in a draw. The next match can begin!" After Zhu Bufan and Ye Gucheng sheathed their swords and returned to the ground, the Elder then loudly announced, securing Zhu Bufan and Ye Gucheng's copper plates well on the black stele.