A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

The two Golden Core experts turned pale.

With Bai Jie in front and Wu Hu behind, he was caught in a dilemma.

"Let's give it our all!"

One of them roared, and his spiritual power surged wildly!

Bai Jie's Ice Soul Sword swept across, its light as cold as frost!

Xie Nantian and the other four attacked simultaneously!

Sword light, fan shadows, and fist winds intertwined to form a web of death!

Pfft! Pfft!

Two muffled thuds.

Two Golden Core experts lay dead in pools of blood.

Bai Jie sheathed her sword and looked at Xie Nantian and the other four. "Are you still capable of fighting?"

Xie Nantian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Of course, I can't let my junior sister look down on me."

Chu Wuyai nodded and gripped his sword tightly.

Yan Wujiu chuckled softly.

"So what if we risk our lives? At worst, we'll be back in eighteen years, fresh off the ground!"

"It's a pity that I've never tasted the flavor of a woman in my life."

"Unlike Chu Lao Er, who quietly got things done with Senior Sister Yang!"

Chu Wuyai: "..."

What does it mean to remain silent?

This is slander!

Didn't you hear how loud that was?!

Furthermore, don't easily provoke women, as that can affect your fighting ability.

Why is it that the land is getting more and more fertile while the ox is getting thinner and thinner?

Besides, he was forced that night and he did resist; he didn't have the strength to resist.

Who can blame him when his master is a Nascent Soul expert? He can be easily manipulated, like picking up a chick.

Bai Jie glanced at Chu Wuyai, whose expression was unnatural.

She glanced at Yan Wujiu, who was sighing and groaning, and couldn't help but smile.

"What's so difficult about getting things done?"

Bai Jie pointed at the three allied forces, her sword flashing coldly, "Kill them."

She was the first to transform into a streak of white light and charge into the enemy ranks. Wherever the Ice Soul Sword passed, the ground was frozen solid!

Holy crap?

Yan Wujiu stared in astonishment at the white-clad figure and asked a question.

"Did any of you hear what Junior Sister Bai just said?"

He simply couldn't believe those words could come from Bai Jie's mouth.

Zhao Jingzhou patted him on the shoulder. "Don't be curious. Women who have Daoist partners know more than you do."

Shen Fufeng added, "In short, she knows everything you know, and she also knows things you don't."

"Right? Senior Brother Chu?"

"boring!"

Chu Wuyai slapped Shen Fufeng's hand away, his face dark, and charged out with his sword.

Xie Nantian shook his head and followed suit.

Although he didn't understand much of what they were saying, it was clear that his junior brothers weren't discussing anything serious.

"Senior brothers, have you rested enough? Such slackness will lead to punishment from the sect leader."

Lu Qingdai was maintaining the formation behind them. When she heard what they said, her face turned bright red.

The three men cleared their throats awkwardly, took a deep breath, and rushed forward to help in the blink of an eye.

Six figures, like tigers among sheep, caused the allied forces of the three sects to suffer a series of defeats!

Li Wuhen looked towards Danfeng, where the aura was still rising.

It's getting stronger and stronger, more and more terrifying.

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes as he pulled a blood-red pill from his pocket and swallowed it in one gulp!

The bottleneck of the ninth level of the Golden Core stage shattered with a roar, and he gained the strength of the Nascent Soul stage!

Although it is not a true Nascent Soul stage, its power at this moment far surpasses that of the Golden Core stage!

"Today, Peach Blossom Temple will surely be destroyed!"

He grinned maliciously and slashed at Gao Yi with his sword, the blood-red blade light staining half the sky red!

Gao Yi's expression was solemn as he defended with all his might!

The blade and the palm print collided, and Gao Yi was cleaved away by the blade, spitting out blood!

"Master!"

Bai Jie rushed over and helped Gao Yi up.

"I'm fine."

Gao Yi looked at Li Wuhen, "After taking the Soul-Burning Pill... you won't live much longer."

"So what?"

Li Wuhen laughed wildly, "Kill you all, seize the secret treasure, and my Blood Fiend Sect will dominate the Eastern Region!"

"And you, Gao Yi—"

He lunged forward again, roaring, "Today, you will die!"

Gao Yi clenched his fists, ready to fight to the death.

At this moment, the aura from the direction of Danfeng finally reached its peak!

At the same time, a sword aura shot into the sky, and a detached voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"I said I won't die!"

With the faint, deep rumble of thunder, countless sword energies appeared out of thin air above everyone's heads.

The next moment, a rain of swords poured down, like divine punishment.

Screams rose and fell as dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators died instantly!

Even three experts at the early stage of the Golden Core realm perished on the spot!

After the rain of swords, a tall, slender figure appeared in mid-air at some unknown time.

"Senior Brother Luo Fan!"

"Junior Brother Xiao Fan!"

"Luo Fan!"

The audience at Peach Blossom Spectator were both surprised and delighted, and they all shouted.

He stood suspended in mid-air, looking down upon all living beings, his aura surging powerfully.

It was Luo Fan who had broken through to the fourth level of the Golden Core stage!

With the blessing of the Burning Heart Nirvana Technique, his aura reached the peak of the eighth level of the Golden Core stage!

Qian Butong opened his mouth wide, almost dropping the hammer in his hand.

"This...this kid's already at the eighth level of the Golden Core stage?! How did he cultivate like that?!"

Master Qingxiao murmured, "Monster..."

He was increasingly grateful that he hadn't continued to oppose Luo Fan, otherwise he would have been the one to die.

This kid is many times stronger than his master, Li Chishui.

He also envied Li Chishui, who had casually picked up a little beggar as his disciple, only to find him to be a genius among millions.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they are now the hope for the rise of the entire sect.

The Peach Blossom Temple has been established for ten thousand years, and its talent even surpasses that of its founding patriarch.

Moreover, Luo Fan is not yet thirty years old, yet he has already achieved the Golden Core realm, and his Golden Core is far superior to that of ordinary Golden Core cultivators.

Xie Nantian shook his head with a wry smile, "I can't even see his back anymore."

Chu Wuyai remained silent, his grip on the sword tightening.

Yan Wujiu looked up at the sky and sighed, "Now I'm completely unworthy of even the free gift."

Xiong Chumo's eyes were full of stars as she jumped and waved.

"Wow! Junior Brother Xiao Fan is so handsome! So handsome!"

Lu Qingdai looked up, her heart inexplicably racing.

Midozhi's eyes sparkled, her little face beaming with excitement, "Brother Xiaofan is so amazing!"

Bai Jie stood there, gazing at that figure, her eyes filled with undisguised tenderness.

On the side of the three allied forces, there was a deathly silence as everyone stared in horror at the figure in the sky.

With a single sword strike, dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators and three Golden Core cultivators were killed. What kind of strength is that?

"How is this possible! How could he be so strong?!"

Li Wuhen roared fiercely.

Ye Liuyun and Golden Winged Immortal exchanged a glance, both seeing the apprehension in each other's eyes.

Gao Yi coughed twice, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and frowned.

He could tell that Luo Fan's cultivation level had temporarily reached this level under the influence of a secret technique.

Even so, it is still quite alarming.

Luo Fan's gaze swept down, landing on his fellow disciples who were fighting fiercely.

He glanced at the seriously injured elders, senior brothers, and senior sisters.

Finally, the attack landed on the remaining dozen or so Golden Core experts of the three allied sects.

"Blood Fiend Sect, Heavenly Sword Sect, Golden Roc Palace, you have quite the audacity."

He snorted, "You are willing to become pawns in the hands of the Demonic Sect, to be used as pawns, and you even think you're clever. I don't care about these things."

"But your mistake was coming here and incurring my bad luck."

"Shut up! You killed three of my sect's patriarchs and sect leader in Burial Immortal Valley! This is an irreconcilable feud!"

Li Wuhen pointed at Luo Fan, "Today, I will make you pay for your crimes in blood!"

"Alright."

"Since you're here..."

"Then, leave them all here."

Luo Fan smiled, a smile that was calm and serene.

That disdainful attitude suggested that he didn't take them seriously at all.

"Arrogant brat! If I don't kill you today, I, Li Wuhen, swear I'm not a human being!"

He gritted his teeth in hatred, and with a wave of his hand, shouted, "Attack him together! Kill him!"

In an instant, more than a dozen Golden Core experts attacked at the same time.

All sorts of supernatural powers and techniques bombarded Luo Fan like a tidal wave!

Instead of retreating, Luo Fan advanced, the God-Slaying Sword in hand, and the Crimson Sun True Body was quietly activated.

The Ghostly Shadow Steps were used to their fullest extent, leaving only afterimages in their wake!

He weaved through the dense attacks, seizing opportunities to counterattack and unleash a sword strike.

The sword light aimed straight at the Golden Core expert from the Heavenly Sword Sect!

The man was shocked, his pupils reflecting Luo Fan's sword shadow, and he hastily defended himself!

clang--!!!

The sword light shattered his defenses, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound on his chest!

In no time at all, there was no life.

"The first one!"

Luo Fan flashed again, appearing behind the other Blood Fiend Sect expert!

puff!

The longsword pierced the man's back!

"The second one!"

"Kill him!"

The remaining Golden Core experts were filled with shock and rage, and launched a frenzied attack!

Luo Fan was like a ghost, always managing to avoid fatal blows at the most dangerous moments and strike back with his sword!

With every swing of the sword, there will inevitably be casualties.

"The third one!"

"The fourth one!"

"The fifth one!"

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, five Golden Core cultivators had already died under Luo Fan's sword!

The audience at Peach Blossom Spectator were stunned.

Gao Yi wanted to step forward to help, but found that he couldn't get involved at all.

Qian Butong gave a bitter smile.

This kid doesn't need his protection anymore.

Leng Yue swallowed hard, thinking to herself, "This boy is truly a prodigy."

Li Wuhen's face was so dark it was almost dripping with rage. He gritted his teeth and roared, "Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

"You bastard!"

Golden-Winged Immortal's eyes were practically bloodshot; this kid was a slippery eel!

Instead of engaging them in direct combat, Luo Fan used his unpredictable movement techniques to continuously attack and kill the weaker Golden Core cultivators.

This style of play is disgusting!

"Form ranks! Trample him!"

Ye Liuyun shouted, and the ten men immediately changed formation, attempting to encircle them.

But then Luo Fan flipped his right hand and grasped a jet-black bead.