The outcome was plain for all to see. In this arena match, Bei Gong Ke held no chance.

Those who had watched from the very beginning found themselves growing weary, for from start to finish, Qin Zhi Zhen’s fist seemed to follow a single, unwavering law. Bei Gong Ke’s attacks, though a riot of color and form, forever met with a placid, unyielding defense.

The same scene repeated countless times, the ending already etched in stone.

So why did it not conclude?

Divine abilities, secret techniques, sword arts.

Bei Gong Ke had unleashed every art he possessed, yet he could not pierce that simple, unadorned fist of Qin Zhi Zhen.

But Qin Zhi Zhen showed no intent to end the bout.

Neither did Bei Gong Ke show any intent to yield.

It seemed that as long as Bei Gong Ke could conjure a new display, Qin Zhi Zhen was content to eternally defend. It seemed that as long as victory and defeat remained undecided, Bei Gong Ke could battle on.

These two, in their clash, seemed to possess a strange, silent understanding.

Many spectators had lost interest.

Yet, Huang She Li, Deng Qi, and Jiang Wang, these three Heaven’s Chosen who had already secured their spots in the top four, watched with increasing intensity.

Those of lesser strength saw only a fist following a single law.

But the true masters could perceive, within Qin Zhi Zhen’s fist, a terrifying constancy. A thousand moves, ten thousand methods, all broken by a single fist.

From beginning to end, Qin Zhi Zhen’s feet had not shifted an inch, his fist strength not increased by a jot. What precision of judgment, what terrifying control was this?

This was, without question, a performance of the highest caliber.

Time seemed to stretch on endlessly, yet also seemed to have passed in but an instant.

The former was because this scene continued, relentlessly, to the point of vexation.

The latter was because, from start to finish, the battle seemed to have undergone no perceptible change.

And finally, Qin Zhi Zhen spoke.

“Your sword is slow,” he said.

He seemed, at last, to have lost his patience.

At that very moment, Bei Gong Ke happened to be soaring through the air, his twin swords crossed to chop down.

The crossed blades landed squarely on the fist.

“Indeed,” Bei Gong Ke replied thus.

His hands separated, pulling the twin swords outward.

The two blades scraped diagonally across that iron-like fist, emitting a piercing, sharp sound.

The situation shifted at this instant.

The sword qi that had scattered across the field, returning fruitless after countless attacks…

Like the sound of a battle drum urging advance, like the sight of a charge standard.

The wandering, seemingly disordered sword qi across the field instantly ignited!

A terrifying sword howl swept through the ears of the multitude.

Innumerable, tens of thousands of silver-white sword qi, crisscrossed and surged forth.

The howling sword qi converged into a silver river, resplendent and vast, traversing the long sky, and poured down upon Qin Zhi Zhen!

Heaven and earth were consumed by sword qi.

The Falling Silver River Sword Qi Array!

Many had felt that Bei Gong Ke’s previous efforts were futile.

None had held any expectation for him, some had even lost interest.

But perhaps only he himself had never relinquished the possibility of victory. Within those seemingly futile attacks, he had buried countless strands of sword qi’s leading edge.

Finally, at this moment, he unleashed his most powerful offensive to date.

With sword qi gathered into a sword array, it was as if a silver river poured forth, annihilating the mortal realm!

Had he not already begun to decline in strength, perhaps he could have condensed even more sword qi, making this eruption more potent, more perfect!

This scene of extreme beauty.

This dazzling and terrifying killing method, in an instant, rendered the entire field silent.

No one had anticipated that Bei Gong Ke, who had already displayed divine abilities, employed secret techniques, and been blocked time and again by Qin Zhi Zhen’s iron fists, could still possess such a terrifying killing move.

The might of this Falling Silver River Sword Qi Array, even surpassed Xiang Bei’s Eight Desolations No Return Halberd method unleashed with the gluttonous fiend’s Overlord Body!

And the abruptly facing this move, Qin Zhi Zhen, had defended for too long with almost constant, contained strength!

How could he react in time?

How could he receive this?

If the roaring Falling Silver River Sword Qi Array were compared to a silver divine dragon.

Then Qin Zhi Zhen, in his black robes and fiery red fists, was like an ant facing a divine dragon.

Because this eruption was too sudden, and there was little space for timely response.

But at this moment, people suddenly saw lights ignite within Qin Zhi Zhen’s body, which was as unyielding as a reef stone.

One, two, three… five!

“Heavenly Mansions!”

On the spectator stands, some people rose, exclaiming in surprise.

“Another Heavenly Mansion!”

The spectators were truly unable to contain their emotions!

When True Persons of the world could perceive the divine ability lights within cultivators, they could often discern with a single glance how many divine abilities that person possessed.

But if another True Person aided in concealment, then even strong individuals of the Cave True realm could not detect it.

Every Heaven’s Chosen participating in the Yellow River Assembly was almost certainly aided by strong individuals in concealment.

In all of Qin Country’s past battle records, Qin Zhi Zhen had never displayed more than two divine abilities.

Thus, before this moment, no one had known that within this session’s Yellow River Assembly, another absolute Heaven’s Chosen possessing Heavenly Mansions was hidden!

Only at this moment.

At this moment, his five mansions shone simultaneously, revealing five divine ability lights upon this Watch River Platform!

People instinctively turned their gaze towards Chong Xuan Zun in the preparation area.

Cultivators with divine abilities were already rare, almost on a different level from ordinary Inner Mansion cultivators, and often celebrated as geniuses.

Cultivators with Heavenly Mansions were seldom seen throughout ancient and modern times.

This session’s two Heavenly Mansion cultivators shining upon the Watch River Platform were destined to become a remarkable stroke in the annals of history.

But Chong Xuan Zun merely watched the martial arts platform quietly, his gaze intensely focused.

He was somewhat surprised by Qin Zhi Zhen’s performance, but only to that extent.

His pride stemmed not from possessing Heavenly Mansions, but because… he was Chong Xuan Zun!

On the martial arts platform, under the simultaneous shining of five mansions, the black-robed, blazing light of Qin Zhi Zhen still unleashed a single punch.

The lights of five divine abilities intertwined, crashing into the sword qi silver river!

That dazzling sword qi silver river, crashing upon Qin Zhi Zhen’s fist entwined with the lights of five divine abilities, was like a rushing torrent striking a reef stone.

The reef stone stood firm and unmoving.

The rushing torrent separated and flowed around.

The vast silver river poured down upon Qin Zhi Zhen, sword qi splashing like waves, not staining even half a corner of his clothes.

What a sight, bathing in the silver river!

Too strong!

Strong to the point of terror, strong to the point of despair!

It seemed that no matter what the opponent did, no matter how much effort they exerted, they simply could not break that single, eternal fist!

The Falling Silver River Sword Qi Array was broken open, and Qin Zhi Zhen praised, “Good sword array!”

He spoke with anticipation, “Do you still have stronger means? Feel free to use them!”

Bei Gong Ke inverted his twin swords, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

He had consumed too much, his control over his body had weakened too much, he couldn’t even control his sweat anymore…

But he panted roughly, “Ha, stronger, ha… I can!”

He gritted his teeth, gripping his twin swords tightly…

But Qin Zhi Zhen looked at him and shook his head, “It seems not.”

His previous anticipation had been generous, but this time’s head shake was extra ruthless.

However, whether generous or ruthless, neither truly represented him.

He simply desired a more peak battle experience. If Bei Gong Ke could provide it, he would grant patience. If Bei Gong Ke could not, he would end it.

It was simply that straightforward.

After shaking his head, he stepped forward.

That single step brought him face-to-face with Bei Gong Ke.

The face-to-face encounter was a simple, direct punch forward!

The moment Qin Zhi Zhen’s fist touched Bei Gong Ke’s abdomen, a clear light had already enveloped Bei Gong Ke.

It also blocked the fist entwined with the lights of five divine abilities.

But Bei Gong Ke still spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and at the corresponding position on his front and back abdomen, a bulging, bloody fist print appeared!

It wasn’t that Yu Xi’s clear light couldn’t block this punch, but that the injury had already occurred before Yu Xi made his move!

If he hadn’t intervened at that moment, Bei Gong Ke would have already perished!