Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

No sooner had he finished speaking than the Asura Ghost King's mind stirred, and the Heavenly Fiend King struck down with his palm towards Zhang Xiaofan.

"Die!"

The five hundred disciples were deeply moved as they witnessed this scene…

They knew that without the Immortal Execution Sword, Zhang Xiaofan would be no match for the Heavenly Fiend King's palm strike and was doomed.

A gigantic, blood-red palm slammed towards Zhang Xiaofan, getting closer and closer.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan moved, and with a gentle flick of his two fingers together.

In an instant, the sword light flashed, and the Heavenly Fiend King's enormous blood palm shattered instantly.

"what!"

The Asura Ghost King had long since merged with the Dragon-Subduing Cauldron and with the Heavenly Fiend King.

As the Blood Palm shattered, the Asura Ghost King let out a scream of agony.

However, the Asura Ghost King quickly stopped screaming, staring at Zhang Xiaofan with terrified eyes, and asked in confusion:
"You... how could you possibly sever my Heavenly Fiend King Blood Palm with a flick of two fingers?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the Asura Ghost King and said:

"Are you stupid? Isn't it obvious? I'm stronger than you, much stronger."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." The Heavenly Fiend King stared at Zhang Xiaofan with disbelief, saying:
"You're only at the peak of the Taiqing realm, how could you possibly be stronger than me? You're not even a real..."

"hiss……"

Suddenly, the Asura Ghost King stared at Zhang Xiaofan in terror, and exclaimed in horror:
"Your goal has always been to become a true immortal. Could it be that you have actually become a true immortal?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the terror on the Asura Ghost King's face and said calmly:
"Don't panic, he's just a true immortal."

"Hiss..." The Asura Ghost King stared at Zhang Xiaofan in disbelief and roared:
"How is that possible? No one in this world has ever become an immortal. How could you possibly become a true immortal?"

"That's right, you must have acquired some secret technique that allows you to launch a powerful attack, but only one attack at a time."

"Hmph, I almost fell for your trick and scared you away so you could get the Immortal Execution Sword."

Zhang Xiaofan: "..."

Zhang Xiaofan stared at the Asura Ghost King speechlessly and said:

"Holy crap, your imagination is amazing! I have to admire it."

Upon seeing this, the Asura Demon King laughed loudly, "Haha... I saw through you."

"Now, die!"

Having said that, the Asura Ghost King activated his magic power, attempting to make the broken bloody hand grow back.

However, no matter how hard he tried, no new blood palm could grow back from the broken wrist of the Heavenly Fiend King. It was as if a vast and mysterious power was preventing the Heavenly Fiend King's healing ability.

However, the Asura Ghost King was not worried. He then waved his other hand, and blood light shone brightly on his blood palm. He pushed the power of the Heavenly Fiend King to the extreme and slammed his palm down on Zhang Xiaofan.

"Sigh, so stubborn!"

Zhang Xiaofan murmured and pointed his index finger at the enormous body of the Heavenly Fiend King.

The next moment, a beam of light shot out and struck the massive body of the Heavenly Fiend King.

"boom!"

Suddenly, with a deafening roar, the enormous body of the Heavenly Fiend King exploded.

Countless drops of energy and flesh were scattered across the plaza before slowly dissipating.

The Ghost King's body was violently shaken, and he and the Dragon-Subduing Cauldron were thrown into the distance, crashing heavily into a mountain peak and becoming embedded in it.

On the plaza, the five hundred Qingyun disciples were all stunned by what they saw.

They knew how powerful the Heavenly Fiend King was. Even when Wan Jianyi used the Five Meridians Spiritual Energy to activate the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, he was still no match for the Heavenly Fiend King.

Now, with a single finger strike from Zhang Xiaofan, the Heavenly Fiend King instantly exploded. The invincible Heavenly Fiend King had simply shattered like that?
Gone?

At this moment, all five hundred disciples stared blankly at the scene, their eyes filled with shock.

Seeing this, Lin Jingyu looked at Zhang Xiaofan high in the sky and shouted with delight:

"Xiao Fan, have you really become a true immortal?"

"Okay!" Zhang Xiaofan nodded.

"That's great!" Lin Jingyu exclaimed excitedly, staring at Zhang Xiaofan with delight.
“Xiao Fan, I thought it was already a miracle that you reached the peak of Taiqing, but I never expected that you would become a true immortal, the only true immortal in this world.”

The only true immortal?
Zhang Xiaofan listened to Lin Jingyu's words and looked overseas.

He knew that there was a true immortal there, eyeing him covetously.

He didn't know how powerful that True Immortal was now.

After all, they reached the True Immortal realm ten thousand years ago. Who knows how strong they will be ten thousand years from now?

Moreover, Zhang Xiaofan knew that the True Immortal must know that someone else had broken through to the True Immortal realm.

After all, the Blackwater Serpent was about to reveal the name of that True Immortal when it suddenly collapsed and died.

With the methods that enabled him to become a true immortal for ten thousand years, he must have known that another true immortal was about to descend.

Zhang Xiaofan had no idea when that true immortal would descend.

However, he knew one thing: that mysterious immortal was an enemy, not a friend.

After all, no one on the mainland has achieved true immortality in the past ten thousand years. Besides the fact that it is extremely difficult, it is possible that someone is deliberately preventing people from becoming immortals.

The mysterious immortal desires to remain the only true immortal in this world.

Moreover, the Blackwater Serpent collapsed and died simply from revealing the existence of that True Immortal. This is enough to show that this mysterious True Immortal was ruthless and cruel.

The future looks ominous!

However, he will meet force with force and water with earth. No matter how strong the mysterious immortal is, he will fight the mysterious immortal from ten thousand years ago in his strongest state, alone with his sword.

"Buzz!"

As if sensing the fighting spirit emanating from Zhang Xiaofan, the Blood Soul Sword suddenly appeared in front of him, emitting a series of sword cries.

At the same time, the immortal swords in the hands of the five hundred disciples, the Tianya Divine Sword in Lu Xueqi's hand, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword in Lin Jingyu's hand all flew out of their hands and into the air, paying homage to the Blood Soul Sword.

Tian Buyi watched this scene, seeing his Crimson Flame Immortal Sword flying around the Blood Soul Sword, wondering what was going on.

Lu Xueqi watched as the Heavenly Sword paid homage to the Blood Soul Sword. Although she didn't know the current state of the Blood Soul Sword, it was clear that it had far surpassed the Heavenly Sword, a divine weapon of the Nine Heavens.

"Shh!"

Suddenly, a sword light flashed from the back mountain, and the Immortal Execution Sword flew to a hundred meters below the Blood Soul Sword, paying homage to it.

"hiss!"

The five hundred disciples were all utterly shocked by this scene. They never expected that the Zhuxian Sword, the treasured sword of the Qingyun Sect, would actually bow down to Zhang Xiaofan's Blood Soul Sword?

Just what level has this Blood Soul Sword reached that it has made the strongest divine weapon in the world pay homage to it?

"Buzz!"

The Blood Soul Sword trembled slightly, and the surrounding immortal swords instantly flew back along their original paths. The Immortal Execution Sword also turned around instantly and flew towards the Illusion Moon Cave in the back mountain.

Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the Zhuxian Sword that had flown back into the Illusion Moon Cave, recalling the scene of the Zhuxian Sword paying homage to Zhang Xiaofan's magic weapon, the Blood Soul Sword, and then fixed his gaze on Wan Jianyi, asking in confusion:
"Junior brother, you know the most about swords."

"Do you know why our Qingyun Sect's treasured sword, the Zhuxian Sword, flew out on its own and paid homage to Zhang Xiaofan's Blood Soul Sword?"

(End of this chapter)