You said it was a useless body, yet you punched a saint to pieces?

Wang Dao drew his sword and stepped forward, his three thousand black hairs dancing wildly. His crimson blood and qi surged like a bursting dam, divine light bursting from his pores. In an instant, an incomparably sharp sword intent soared into the sky, pressing down on the entire arena space until it froze.

The Longyuan Sword in his hand trembled slightly. Its blade was entirely black, and the dragon patterns on it seemed to come alive, emitting a chilling light.

"bass!"

The sword flashed like a dragon's roar, a streak of light piercing the sky. On the arena, countless sword shadows appeared both real and illusory, showcasing the ultimate power of the Flowing Light Illusionary Dust Sword to its fullest extent.

Wang Dao's figure seemed to transform into countless phantoms, each carrying a chilling sword intent, surrounding Liu Ruyan completely.

Amidst the blazing sword light, the entire white jade arena seemed to be occupied by Wang Dao alone, with his illusory figures wielding swords and attacking Liu Ruyan everywhere.

Liu Ruyan felt a blur before her eyes, and the overwhelming sword shadows instantly enveloped her.

Her proud swordsmanship was completely flawed and she had no way to defend herself against Wang Dao's unreasonable and extreme sword intent.

She didn't even have time to see which one was the real one; she only felt that there were sharp sword energies all around her, each one aimed directly at her vital points.

"impossible!"

Liu Ruyan exclaimed inwardly, how could she be so easily defeated? This kind of swordsmanship was not something that an ordinary Divine Realm cultivator could perform.

In this critical moment, she disregarded her image and with a sharp cry, the incomparably defensive seven-colored jade shield was once again summoned. With a "hum," it opened up a solid barrier in front of her, protecting her completely.

"boom!"

However, the power of Wang Dao's sword far exceeded her expectations.

The illusory forms from all directions attacked the jade shield simultaneously. After a single sword strike, they all shattered, transforming into endless sword energy that surged and crashed against the jade shield like a raging sea.

The jade shield emitted a series of buzzing sounds, its light dimmed instantly, and most of the seven-colored divine light on it was worn away.

The terrifying impact penetrated the jade shield, causing Liu Ruyan's delicate body to tremble violently, and a mouthful of blood surged into her throat.

She staggered, her protective aura crumbling inch by inch. Her magnificent purple gauze dress was torn apart by the violent sword energy, revealing a large expanse of her fair and delicate skin with a "rip".

"you……"

Liu Ruyan stared blankly at everything before her, her beautiful eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

Her defensive treasure was shattered by a single sword strike, and her proud cultivation level seemed so fragile under that attack.

Wang Dao's figure appeared before her like a ghost, the cold tip of the Dragon Abyss Sword already pressed against her snow-white neck.

The dragon pattern on the sword blade was faintly flowing, exuding a chilling sharpness.

"Fairy Liu, you have lost." Wang Dao's voice was calm, yet it struck Liu Ruyan's heart like a heavy hammer.

Liu Ruyan was still incredulous, her lips trembling as she murmured to herself, "Impossible... How could I lose..."

Just then, the Longyuan Sword in Wang Dao's hand suddenly emitted a deep hum, and an inexplicable impulse rose from the bottom of his heart, as if it was urging him to do something.

However, a flash of clarity, like lightning, passed deep in Wang Dao's eyes, instantly suppressing that impulse.

He coldly watched the stunning beauty beneath his sword, his gaze piercing Liu Ruyan's heart like a torch.

"Fairy Liu, your inner demon-summoning spell seems to have lost its effectiveness."

Upon hearing this, Liu Ruyan's delicate body trembled violently, and the remaining smile on her face vanished instantly.

Her eyes no longer held their previous arrogance; instead, they were alluring and seductive. The wild charm she once possessed now carried a hint of barely perceptible dejection.

She completely gave up resisting, lowered her head slightly, and spoke in a soft, gentle voice, carrying an indescribable sense of apology:

"This servant...this servant was a bit rash before, please forgive me, young master."

A playful smile appeared on Wang Dao's lips. He sheathed the Dragon Abyss Sword and steadied Liu Ruyan's swaying body.

"To know one's mistakes and correct them is the greatest virtue."

He abruptly changed the subject, his tone becoming flippant: "But then again, it's normal to pay a price for doing something wrong, isn't it?"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Dao's broad palm, carrying a heavy force, slammed hard onto Liu Ruyan's round and pert buttocks.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound was particularly jarring on the silent arena.

Liu Ruyan froze, her whole body instantly stunned, as if struck by lightning.

For so many years, she has taken pleasure in bewitching the world, and no one has ever dared to be so frivolous towards her, let alone... someone actually dared to pat her butt.

Even with her identity as a witch from the Demonic Sect, her pretty face instantly flushed red with shame and anger, her fury reaching the top of her head.

However, just before she was about to unleash her power, Wang Dao retreated like lightning, leaping several times towards the 260th floor.

"Feels good, Fairy Liu won't be so lucky next time!"

Wang Dao's voice, tinged with a hint of mockery, echoed across the arena.

The 260th floor was a place that Liu Ruyan could never reach at this moment.

"You lecherous scoundrel! You bastard! I'll fight you to the death!"

Liu Ruyan's pretty face turned ashen with rage, her chest heaving violently as she let out a sharp roar, but she was trapped on the arena and unable to pursue.

Wang Dao stood on the 260th floor, looking down at the furious Liu Ruyan, and pondered in his heart.

The White Jade Heavenly Steps have their own rules. Fights can take place here, but life and death cannot be decided. This is also why Wang Dao punished Liu Ruyan.

Of course, there is an even more important reason, which is that no matter what, he did owe Liu Ruyan a favor, and this white jade staircase was a great opportunity for him.

Wang Dao turned his gaze to the center of the 260th floor, where a swordsman dressed in white was staring sharply at him, his longsword humming as if sensing the sharp sword intent emanating from Wang Dao.

"Now you are qualified to take a blow from my sword."

"Hmph, it's just a mark from the past. How dare you say I'm qualified? How arrogant!"

Wang Dao sneered, took a step forward, his full head of black hair danced wildly, and his blood and qi exploded like a furnace, instantly sweeping out in all directions with rolling heat waves. The Longyuan Sword in his hand trembled violently, emitting a clear and melodious sword cry that yearned to drink blood.

"Today, I will slay you as a sacrifice to my sword!"

Before he could finish speaking, the white-clad swordsman had already transformed into a fierce white rainbow and charged forward.

In an instant, divine light descended, turning the area within a hundred feet into a deadly battlefield.

Two completely different sword intents collided violently in the void, but instead of producing a deafening roar, they stirred up layers of void ripples, and wherever they passed, even light was cut into pieces.

Wang Dao no longer held back, and with the "Hidden Edge" effect fully activated at Sword Dao Lv2, he precisely captured a flaw in the white-clad swordsman amidst the countless sword shadows.

With a flick of his wrist, the Dragon Abyss Sword, enveloped in an inky black light, ruthlessly tore through the opponent's protective sword energy at an extremely tricky angle.

At that moment, sword energy crisscrossed the heavens and earth, each sword light sharp to the extreme, as if it could cleave the world in two.

Below, Liu Ruyan stared intently at the domineering figure, her pearly teeth biting her red lips, an unnatural flush rising on her pale face. She swallowed a healing pill, her eyes filled with resentment and shame.

"You bastard... just you wait!"

She stomped her foot, turned around, and plunged headlong into the battle on her level, venting all her anger on her opponent.