Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

The Third Ancestor could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his eyes when he saw Xia Jin's expression, which made him wish he could tear her to pieces.

"Hahaha!"

He suddenly looked at Xia Jin and laughed.

"Young man, you're far too blindly confident in yourself!" The Third Ancestor's laughter abruptly ceased, a cold glint flashing in his murky eyes. "Since that's the case, I'll teach you a lesson today! I'll show you what it means to be outmatched and have a higher level to reach!"

The voice just fell.

The stone seal in the palm of the Third Patriarch suddenly burst forth with a blinding light.

As the light shone.

A fierce sword intent appeared above his head!

But it's not over yet.

The light from the stone seal in the Third Ancestor's palm grew brighter and brighter, and above his head, a second sword intent condensed, followed by a third, and a fourth...

Ten!

One hundred paths!

In the blink of an eye, thousands upon thousands of sword intents floated densely above his head, each one exuding a terrifying aura capable of tearing apart the void, all pointing towards Xia Jin!

The sword intent was like a forest, blotting out the sky and the sun!

At this moment, everyone except Xia Jin was so shocked by the scene that they were speechless.

"This...this is impossible!"

Su Xuanji, who was watching from below, suddenly gripped the Azure Lotus Sword in her hand, her face full of shock.

She inherited the legacy of the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal, and her understanding of the path of the sword is probably unmatched by anyone present, even Xia Jin.

"Such a quantity of sword intent... forming a sword formation! Even the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal might not be able to achieve this level!! Just who is this old codger?"

A hint of worry flashed in Su Xuanji's eyes.

With such a formidable enemy, can Prince Jin... withstand it?

Leng Yuexi seemed to sense Su Xuanji's emotions, gently took her hand, and whispered, "Don't worry, I believe my husband can never lose."

Meanwhile, in the void.

Xia Jin stood with her hands behind her back, looking at the sky full of sword intent opposite her without changing her expression, and even had the leisure to yawn.

"Hey, you old codger," he said lazily, "Are you going to make a move or not? Dragging your feet like a woman. I've given you plenty of time to prepare."

That nonchalant tone, coupled with that smug expression, made the veins on the Third Ancestor's forehead throb.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The Third Patriarch, enraged, laughed and uttered three "good"s in succession.

"Young man, I hope you can still be this stubborn later!!"

There was no more nonsense.

The three patriarchs of Tianmen pressed their hands down sharply!

Rumble!!!

As if given a command, those thousands upon thousands of sword intents instantly tore through the void and slashed towards Xia Jin!

Wherever the sword intent passed, the void collapsed continuously, revealing large swathes of darkness!

And below.

Xia Yu and the others were originally prepared to watch the battle.

Sudden.

A faint cutting sound rang out.

Xia Yu and the others looked down and their faces turned pale instantly!

The ground beneath their feet, which had been reinforced several times, was now as smooth as tofu, riddled with cracks!

"This..." Xia Yu gasped.

boom!!!

The next second, the entire ground exploded, and countless pieces of debris flew everywhere!

The rubble was pulverized into dust by the remaining sword intent while it was still in mid-air!

However, this was merely the aftermath!

A true torrent of sword intent was sweeping towards Xia Jin!

"Walk!!"

Su Xuanji suddenly shouted, her face turning deathly pale, "Quickly!! Everyone, leave the palace immediately!! Otherwise, even if Prince Jin can stop this person, we will all perish in the aftermath of this battle!"

Upon hearing Su Xuanji's words, Xia Yu and the others sensed the world-destroying aura and frantically fled out of the palace!

Just kidding, the aftershocks alone shattered the ground. If you were hit head-on, there wouldn't even be any dust left!

In the void.

Xia Jin initially seemed indifferent.

But when he noticed the crowd fleeing frantically below, especially Leng Yuexi and Su Xuanji among them, his brows finally furrowed.

"Um?"

He glanced down at it, then looked up at the overwhelming sword intent slashing towards him.

If this old devil makes a move here, the Great Xia Imperial Palace will probably be razed to the ground.

Although rebuilding wouldn't be too difficult, it's still his home.

Thinking of this, a hint of impatience flashed in Xia Jin's eyes.

"This is such a hassle."

He casually raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and gently waved it at the descending sword intent.

next moment.

A bizarre scene unfolded!

The thousands upon thousands of sword intents that had already reached three feet above Xia Jin's head suddenly stopped abruptly!

It was as if time had stood still.

"What! This... how is this possible?" Xia Jin's move immediately changed the expressions of the three patriarchs of Tianmen.

He clearly felt that his control over those sword intents was abruptly severed in that instant!

There are only two possibilities for someone to achieve this level: either their swordsmanship is stronger than their own, or their cultivation level is far superior.

Regardless of the possibility, today is not good news for me.

Thinking of this, the three patriarchs of Tianmen looked as if they had swallowed flies.

However, Xia Jin didn't care about what the other person was thinking at the moment, and he gently raised his right hand.

Swish swish swish,

The boundless sword intent suddenly changed direction and shot towards the higher void!

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the heavens!

The Third Patriarch stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

"This...how is this possible!?"

He had lived for over a thousand years and had never seen such a bizarre method!

Li Chen, who was still holding his double maces, was also stunned by Xia Jin's move.

Could it be that I've really messed with someone I shouldn't have this time?

He felt a faint sense of regret.

"Hey! Old Ghost."

A detached voice suddenly rang in the ears of the three patriarchs of Tianmen.

The Third Patriarch froze, then abruptly turned his head.

Xia Jin had appeared in front of him without him noticing, her face, which seemed to be smiling, was less than a foot away.

"you……"

The Third Ancestor was about to step back and increase the distance between himself and Xia Jin.

It was too late!

A fist rapidly enlarged in his pupils.

boom!!!

This punch landed squarely on the Third Ancestor's face!

The Third Ancestor was sent flying backwards into the higher void like a cannonball!

Along the way, the void continued to collapse, leaving behind a pitch-black trail!

However, at this very moment...

A beam of light flashed from the stone seal in the palm of the Third Ancestor, forming a protective shield around him.

After flying backwards for a full ten thousand feet, the Third Patriarch finally managed to stabilize himself.

He touched his face, where a large lump had swollen up.

"You...you..."

The Third Patriarch was so angry that he trembled all over. He had lived for over a thousand years and had never been slapped in the face like this before!