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Elder Yan's face brimmed with confusion.

I've been hiding my strength?

How come I don't know that I've been hiding my strength?!

Hmm?

Wait a second.

What's this about a King's Seal Technique?

Suddenly, words that Qinchuan had just uttered flashed through Elder Yan's mind, and his gaze sparked to life.

At that moment, Qinchuan's languid voice reached his ears again, "King's Seal Technique, where intent pervades spirit, the heart as vast as the heavens, thoughts as profound as the earth, reigning over all, with intent that severs mountains and rivers..."

"Imperial Art, sublime and peerless, mysteriously aligned with the great Dao, how could it be superficial, it should be comprehended with divine grace and intent."

"The strength of the King's Seal Technique doesn't lie in the 'Seal' itself, but in the heart, in its essence; break free from mere techniques and moves, and you are the King!"

Qinchuan's lackadaisical words gradually grew firmer.

As the last word fell,

Elder Yan felt a jolt through his entire being!

It was as if an electric current flowed through his body.

Goosebumps rose across his skin.

In his mind, it was as if a thunderbolt from a clear sky had struck down, splitting the fog of confusion in his heart.

The understanding and perception of the King's Seal Technique suddenly consolidated and deepened, as if he had an epiphany.

"The power of the King's Seal Technique is not in the 'Seal', but in the heart, in its spirit!"

"If I break free from the confines of techniques and moves, I am the King, and the King is me!"

Elder Yan's eyes grew more and more luminous, and his aura increasingly strengthened, his presence more and more imposing.

Behind him, the visage of a sovereign king emerged.

"I am the King!"

His eyes shone with realization, and with a sudden loud shout as his gaze opened and closed, the sovereign visage behind him took a step forward and merged into one with him.

"Boom!"

Between heaven and earth, Dao and principle interwove and emerged!

There was the rolling of thunder and flashes of lightning.

Elder Yan's entire being shone with vitality, his majesty unparalleled; at this moment, he seemed possessed by the spirit of a king, his essence and spirit soaring to their pinnacle in an instant.

"What?!"

"Such formidable presence! Such terrifying majesty! What's going on, why do I feel an urge within to bow down in worship?!"

Many of those present were shocked.

The array barrier of the dueling platform designed to block power could not contain this kind of imposing aura.

The disciples of the Congyun Sect and those from the Taixuan Sect found themselves weak and prostrate on the ground.

Even the elders of the Congyun Sect, as well as the sect leader Wu Tian, looked at Elder Yan with incredulity in their eyes, feeling as though they were in the presence of a true king.

Only Qinchuan remained unperturbed, as calm as ever.

The king-like dignity pouring from the other did not bother him in the slightest.

Though no longer at his peak cultivation level, and with his Emperor Soul not fully awakened,

an Emperor is still an Emperor.

In terms of majesty alone, not even the Divine Emperors of the Divine Realm could shake his spirit or make him submit.

A mere mortal's King's presence, and not even a true one at that, what is it worth?

How could it make him bow down in worship?

At this moment,

On the dueling platform,

Elder Yan also felt his transformation, feeling a power he'd never felt before, with his mind and state of being altering, he almost believed himself to be the true king.

He looked at Zhou Yuanyi with a serene gaze, though his eyes were calm, the sovereign's dignity was overwhelmingly powerful, "What you've seen was just a warm-up; now, let me show you what a true Imperial Art is!"

"Make your move!"

Elder Yan's previous despondency was gone, his authority now unmatchable and commanding.

Zhou Yuanyi was both startled and dubious, could it be that Yan Qiu had indeed only been warming up with him earlier, holding back and not truly getting serious?

His gaze flickered, then his eyes narrowed, "Pretentious posturing! I shall experience your true capabilities!"

"Kill!"

He bellowed, fearlessly charging at Elder Yan with overwhelming momentum, not daring to be careless.

After all, the aura and authority Elder Yan was now displaying were indeed astonishing, and he naturally couldn't afford to take that lightly.

"Boom!"

However, Elder Yan's eyes shone like a waterfall of sharp light, his authority erupted, and he directly flipped his hand to slap towards Zhou Yuanyi.

"Whoosh!"

"Rumble!"

With that slap, the crystalline palm imprint suddenly became like a giant millstone of heaven and earth, with an extremely terrifying power that split open the void, causing all manner of fearsome sights to emerge, terrifying everyone present.

The vital energy of the world surged madly, the spiritual mechanism exploded, and cracks in the void spread like a spiderweb. Elder Yan felt his own mana erupting wildly, pouring into this palm strike.

The sword light that Zhou Yuanyi unleashed, under that crystalline palm imprint, crumbled inch by inch, forcibly shattered!

A strong sense of crisis instantly surged in Zhou Yuanyi's mind, causing his pupils to constrict sharply.

"Imperial Art, this is the true Peerless Emperor's Technique!"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

At that moment, this thought flashed through Zhou Yuanyi's mind.

This is how an Imperial Art should be!

Great Emperor's Precious Technique!

In this mortal world, it could be called an invincible technique!

Zhou Yuanyi and Elder Yan differed by only a minor realm.

He had the enhancement of his Formless Sword Bone indeed.

But the Formless Sword Bone was just a common King Body, not even one of the top ten King Bodies.

It did indeed provide some enhancement to his strength.

But compared to Imperial Art, it was still insignificant.

"Pfft!"

He struck with all his might, using Sword Qi to resist Elder Yan's palm, but the Sword Qi also explosively dispersed after a brief stalemate.

A powerful force immediately crashed onto him, causing Zhou Yuanyi to cough up blood on the spot, his body pressed down to the ground, smashing a large crater into the combat platform.

The terrifying palm imprint viciously struck the combat platform, causing it to sink, with a massive palm print emerging on it.

The countless array barriers on the combat platform flashed with intense light.

Outside the combat platform, everyone's pupils contracted, filled with shock, their bodies as if petrified, frozen on the spot.

It took a while before Wu Tian and the elders regained their senses slightly.

"Is... is it over?"

"Elder Yan... won?!"

Wu Tian muttered in disbelief. Enjoy exclusive adventures from empire

The elders too had their mouths wide open, stunned into silence for a long while.

At that moment, a question surged in everyone's hearts.

Since when had Elder Yan cultivated the King's Seal Technique to such a degree, and since when had he become so strong?

And the disciples of the Taixuan Sect were also rooted to the spot in shock, not only at Zhou Yuanyi's loss to Elder Yan but also full of fear for Elder Yan's palm strike just now!

How terrifying, how powerful was that palm strike?!

Under that one palm, heaven and earth trembled violently, the void split open like a spiderweb, as if it were the end of days!

Everyone's hearts trembled with fear and awe, was this the power of the Imperial Dao's Treasured Technique?!

Was the elder of the Congyun Sect this strong, this terrifying all along?!

Compared to everyone else's shock, Qinchuan merely yawned, finding nothing surprising about Elder Yan's palm strike causing such destruction. It was all within his calculations.

The King's Seal Technique was after all a Peerless Emperor's Technique, if it didn't have even this level of power, then what kind of Imperial Art would it be?