"You're seeking death." Wen Yan could no longer hold back when faced with Duan Ling Tian's continuous provocation. The Saint Origin that had been gathering in her body surged out, causing the air to tremble for a moment.
Wen Yan displayed her strength of a powerhouse at the Second Form of the Saint Celestial Stage at this moment.
"Elementary Devouring Tactic!" Almost as soon as Wen Yan's Saint Origin surged out from her body, Duan Ling Tian cast the a.s.sist-type Divine Ability. The Sun Saint Energy that had long gathered in his body began to form whirlpools around him. In just a blink of an eye, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spirit Energy was completely absorbed by the whirlpools.
"Golden Crow's Wings!" When the Sun Saint Energy in his body was raised to its limit by the Elementary Devouring Tactic, he quickly cast his movement Divine Ability.
A pair of flaming wings appeared on Duan Ling Tian's back at lightning speed. In just a blink of an eye, he flapped his wings.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
A thunderous explosion reverberated in the air. Duan Ling Tian had also moved away at a fast speed.
When Duan Ling Tian moved away, Wen Yan charged out, holding a Hundred Inscriptions Saint Sword. Her target was Duan Ling Tian.
Whoos.h.!.+
As Wen Yan pointed her sword forward, ripples began to appear in the air. The speed of the sword was even faster than Duan Ling Tian's speed when he moved away.
In the eyes of most of the Saint Land disciples, Duan Ling Tian and Wen Yan seemed to have turned into afterimages. However, they could still tell Wen Yan was faster than Duan Ling Tian.
At this moment, many Saint Land disciples thought to themselves, 'As expected, Wen Yan is much stronger!'
"You actually dare to issue a Death Duel challenge to me with this bit of strength?" When Wen Yan saw she was quickly catching up to Duan Ling Tian, she could not help but smile contemptuously.
"Well, weren't you still afraid to accept my Death Duel challenge even with just this bit of strength?" Duan Ling Tian retorted. The disdain in his voice was very obvious.
"You're seeking death!" Duan Ling Tian's words were like adding oil to fire. Wen Yan was absolutely infuriated. Her speed seemed to have become faster as she wielded her Hundred Inscriptions Saint Sword. "It's time to end this now."
As the speed of Wen Yan wielding the Hundred Inscriptions Saint Sword sped up, it almost made contact with Duan Ling Tian, causing his heart to jolt. He narrowed his eyes as he continued to move back.
Whoos.h.!.+
Suddenly, the sound of a sword whistling in the air that sounded like a phoenix's cry rang in the air.
Everyone heard the sound, but they could not see the sword at all.
As soon as the sound rang in the air, Duan Ling Tian stopped moving.
"AH —"
As soon as Duan Ling Tian came to a halt, a shrill cry reverberated in the air, catching everyone by surprise.
Clang!
The sound of metal dropping on the ground caused the crowd to regain their senses. They instantly s.h.i.+fted their attention to the source of the noise.

"I-isn't that Wen Yan's Hundred Inscriptions Saint Sword?" Many Saint Land disciples recognized the sword that had dropped to the ground. It was none other than the Hundred Inscriptions Saint Sword that Wen Yan wielded while she was charging at Duan Ling Tian earlier.
Drip! Drip!
They were still stunned by the sight of the sword on the ground when they saw drops of blood dripping onto the ground next to where the Hundred Inscriptions Saint Sword fell.
Upon seeing this, everybody instantly s.h.i.+fted their gaze upward at Wen Yan who was hovering in the air.
Wen Yan was as pale as a piece of paper. Her eyes were s.h.i.+ning with fear. At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten to stop her bleeding.
Currently, the arm that was holding on to the sword was bleeding profusely. The sleeve of the true disciple's uniform was also slashed open. It was obvious she had suffered severe injuries. Otherwise, she would not be bleeding so much. Half of her uniform was dyed red by her blood.
At this moment, Wen Yan was staring at Duan Ling Tian as she stopped her bleeding.
There was only one thought left in her mind. 'Thank goodness I didn't accept his Death Duel challenge!'
Despite being fully focused, she could not even catch a trace of his sword. The speed of his sword was terrifyingly fast. His sword had easily knocked the Hundred Inscriptions Saint Sword off her hand as it slashed her right arm, leaving a deep gash.
'If this was a Death Duel, his sword would have killed me!' Wen Yan was certain about this.
That sword was just too fast that she could not even catch the shadow of the sword. It was not something she could fight against.
Due to this reason, she counted herself lucky for rejecting Duan Ling Tian's Death Duel challenge!
If it had been a Death Duel, Duan Ling Tian would not have just slashed her arm. Perhaps, it would slash her throat or pierce the s.p.a.ce between her brows or heart!
She broke out in cold sweat when she thought about the sword when she looked at Duan Ling Tian fearfully.
"Why? Are you counting yourself lucky for rejecting my Death Duel challenge earlier?" Duan Ling Tian smirked coldly when he saw Wen Yan's gaze.
If Wen Yan heard his words before she witnessed his sword technique, she would have been furious and might have said something scathing in return. However, currently, she only kept quiet. She did not dare to utter a single word! Although that was the case, the flame of hatred burned in the depths of her eyes. She was just suppressing her anger for the time being.
She did not let go of her anger toward Duan Ling Tian even though she knew she was no match for him. She would never forget the way he had humiliated her today in the Fire Remuneration Palace!
Endure! She had no choice but to endure for now!
Whoos.h.!.+
Under the watchful eyes of the others, Duan Ling Tian moved quickly before he reached in front of Wen Yan.
Horror dawned on her immediately, but she did not dare to act recklessly. Who knew if Duan Ling Tian would further hurt and torture her if she moved. In the Fire Wors.h.i.+p Sect, one would not violate the rule as long as one did not kill or cripple fellow disciples.
"Earlier, didn't you say you're going to torture me slowly?" Duan Ling Tian said indifferently as he looked at Wen Yan. It sounded as though he was talking about some unimportant matter.
Wen Yan was terrified when she heard this, but she did not dare to respond.
Slap!
The crisp sound of a slap rang in the air. When Duan Ling Tian saw Wen Yan ignoring him, he slapped her on the other side of her face.
Gasp! Gasp! Gasp! Gasp! Gasp!
Upon seeing this, the Saint Land disciples could not help but gasp. They did not think Duan Ling Tian would be so bold as to slap Wen Yan again.
Wen Yan became dizzy when she was slapped.
When she regained her senses, an intense hint of hatred shone in her eyes as she glared at Duan Ling Tian. If looks could kill, Duan Ling Tian would have died many times over.
"Why? Do you feel unwilling?" Wen Yan's gaze infuriated Duan Ling Tian, especially when he recalled his wife and daughter were imprisoned in the Enforcement Hall because of her.
Slap!
The instant he finished speaking, he slapped Wen Yan again without waiting for her to reply.
Under the gaze of almost a thousand people in the Central Square, Wen Yan who had been slapped by Duan Ling Tian twice felt as though she had gone through the world's biggest humiliation. She could not hold back and hissed. "Duan Ling Tian… You're going to regret this! I promise you! You're going to regret this!"
"Regret? What's there for me to regret?" Duan Ling Tian smirked. At the same time, he raised his hand again to slap Wen Yan, causing her head to snap to the side.
Wen Yan knew better this time around. She did not turn back to look at him.
If one paid close attention, one could see the hatred that was almost spilling out of her eyes. Her body seemed stiff, but it was trembling imperceptibly. She felt her rage threatening to burst out, but she forcefully suppressed it because she did not want to be slapped again.
Duan Ling Tian lost interest immediately when he saw Wen Yan's defeated appearance. He said to her coldly before he prepared to leave, "Scram!"
Upon hearing his words, Wen Yan endured her humiliation and made way for him silently under the watchful eyes of the others.
"So much for being ninth on the True Ranking!" Duan Ling Tian said disdainfully before he left.
Wen Yan's body stiffened instantly when she heard this.
It was only until Duan Ling Tian had left that she finally picked up her Hundred Inscriptions Saint Sword and left in a hurry. Since she had been greatly humiliated, she, naturally, did not want to stay a second longer in this place.
'Duan Ling Tian, I'll never let you go! I'll never let you go! I, Wen Yan, swear that I'm not human if you don't die!' Wen Yan thought to herself furiously as she left.
After Duan Ling Tian and Wen Yan left, the Saint Land disciples finally regained their senses. Everyone could see the confusion in each other's eyes.
"Duan Ling Tian's actually so strong?"
"How terrifying! With just a strike, he knocked off Wen Yan's Hundred Inscriptions Saint Sword and injured her!"
"If that sword wasn't aimed at Wen Yan's arm but at her vital points, she would be dead!"
Many Saint Land disciples exclaimed in surprise after witnessing Duan Ling Tian's strength.
"Duan Ling Tian is really ruthless! To think he humiliated Wen Yan again and again. Could it be that he doesn't know who Wen Yan's master and senior brother are?" A Saint Land disciple said.