When the dust settled, everyone from the Desert Sword Sect was stunned.

Jian Wentian was lying on the ground in a sorry state. His robes were tattered, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. Their grand elder had actually lost the battle against Su Yun.

How was this possible?

These people had looks of disbelief on their faces. One had to know that Jian Wentian was a half-step Emperor, but he was still defeated.

Su Yun's cultivation... Great Emperor!

The elders of the great Desert Sword Sect could not accept this fact, especially Jian Wentian's eyes, which were so wide that they were about to pop out!

What did he just see?! In his heart, the unrivalled grand elder did not even last a single round.

At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Jian Wentian's mind. If their grand elder could not win, it would not just be the grand elder who would lose, but the entire great Desert Sword Sect.

Hence, he could only win this battle, he could not lose!

At this moment.

In the arena, Jian Wentian looked at the calm Su Yun, and he was extremely shocked.

He did not expect Su Yun, who he had not seen in a hundred years, to be able to raise her cultivation to such a level. It was simply beyond his imagination.

But how was this possible?

In just a few short hundred years, she was able to advance to the half-step Great Emperor Realm. Moreover, her cultivation was more than one level stronger than his.

At the moment of the exchange of palms, he discovered that a surge of incomparably turbulent energy had entered his body through his palms and rampaged through his body, destroying his bodily functions as well as his internal organs.

Being defeated by his previous opponents, this feeling was undoubtedly heavy. It was like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly hammering at the bottom of his heart.

"Elder, receive the sword."

At this moment, Jian Wentian suddenly let out an angry roar, disrupting their thoughts.

He saw a divine sword emitting a stream of light, teleporting over from the void. It was the sect-guarding treasure of their great Desert Sword Sect, the Heaven-cleaving Sword!

This was a true Emperor-level weapon!

A half-step Emperor holding it could even unleash the power of an Emperor. There was absolutely no problem for him to heavily injure Su Yun.

This was what everyone in the Desert Sword Sect was thinking. However, they looked at Su Yun's calm expression. Could it be that her strength had already reached the level of an Emperor? She did not show any signs of panic at all.

Su Yun represented the Heavenly Snow Palace. If she lost this battle, the Heavenly Snow Palace would be destroyed in an instant. There was absolutely no chance of survival.

"Su Yun, I didn't expect your strength to be so potent and domineering after not seeing you for a hundred years. I've really underestimated you. If it weren't for the heaven-cleaving sword here today, your Heavenly Snow Palace would have truly avoided this calamity."

Jian Wentian, who was holding the Heaven-cleaving Sword once again, suddenly felt extremely confident. It was as though he had truly become an Emperor that ruled the world.

No matter how strong she was, as long as she had not become an Emperor, she would be no match for him.

As for an Emperor?

He had never thought that since ancient times, there would be so many geniuses who wanted to become an Emperor. Most of them had fallen into the river of time and space and turned into dust.

It was impossible for Su Yun to become an Emperor.

Hence, the final winner of this battle was still him.

"Jian Wentian, you are still so conceited. If it wasn't for your sneak attack back then, you wouldn't be a match for me at all!"

Su Yun laughed mockingly.

Back then in the ruins, Jian Wentian was no match for her. However, his sneak attack had caused her to be heavily injured. In the end, she had no choice but to fall down the thousand-foot cliff.

She still held on to this grudge in his heart.

She could take this opportunity to end it today.

"Hmph, putting on an act!"

Jian Wentian held the longsword with both hands and poured all of his energy into the sword. Suddenly, a blazing light burst forth, bringing with it an aura that could destroy the heavens and earth as it ruthlessly smashed towards Su Yun.

This attack was more than a hundred times more violent than the previous one. Even the void could not withstand the force of this drum and started to tremble.

"With the support of the Heaven-cleaving Sword this time, the final victory will definitely be ours!"

"That's for sure. How can the disciples of the Heavenly Snow Palace be a match for us? Furthermore, we have the Emperor weapon. The Heavenly Snow Palace is destined to submit under our feet."

"That's right. The Heavenly Snow Palace is blessed by the heavens. It's a sect with great fortune. No one can stop us."

"The grand elder is mighty! The great Desert Sword Sect is mighty!"

The disciples of the great Desert Sword Sect felt their blood boil when they saw this fierce attack.

So what if Su Yun was powerful? As long as she had not become an emperor, she would be no match for the grand elder.

Su Yun did not panic in the face of this powerful attack. Instead, she waved her hand lightly, and the spiritual energy in the air surged and gathered into an icy-blue ball in front of her.

This ball did not have a powerful aura, but everyone could feel that the power within it was like the might of the heavens. It gave people a feeling that their souls were palpitating.

Bang!

The two attacks instantly collided and emitted a brilliant light that filled the sky.

The shockwaves that spread out from within caused some of the weaker disciples to fall to the ground uncontrollably and spit out blood.

At this moment, they felt their minds turn chaotic, and they lost their fighting strength.

When they looked at the arena, they were shocked once again. Their grand elder was panting heavily, using the sword in his hand to support his body. He was trembling, as if he was going to fall at the next moment.

Without a doubt, their grand elder was defeated once again.

If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would have never believed what had happened here. Even the grand elder who held the Emperor weapon was defeated by Su Yun.

Was the Desert Sword Sect destined to meet its end?

"No, it's impossible. This isn't real!"

Wen Jiandao let out an angry roar as he stared at the two figures in disbelief. He had already lost his mind.

Their great elder's cultivation was half a step into the Great Emperor Realm. Now that he had the support of this Emperor weapon, how could he still be defeated by Su Yun.

Could it be...

When he thought of this possibility, waves of shock rose in his heart. Su Yun had already become a Great Emperor. How was this possible!?

The difficulty of advancing to the Great Emperor Realm was not something that could be explained with just a few words. He was currently at the peak of the Quasi-emperor Realm. He was even more clear that the Great Emperor was like a heavenly punishment that stood before him.

However, the scene before him made him believe it!

There was only one possibility that allowed Su Yun to defeat Jian Wentian, who was holding a Emperor-level weapon, and that was for Su Yun to have truly broken through the shackles of her realm and become an Emperor.

The other disciples of the Desert Sword Sect had obviously thought of this fact as well.

Among them, the one who was most shocked was Jian Wentian.

"You... You've become an Emperor!"

Jian Wentian's eyeballs almost popped out!