Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

"Blackwood Cliff, the headquarters of the Divine Cult".

"There are more than ten innate masters, and two grandmasters."

"One is the Invincible Master of the East, and the other is the Dharma King Ren Woxing."

"The two lords put aside their past grievances and united the Divine Sect, which is why they were able to stand on equal footing against the Ming Cult and many other forces."

Qu Yang acted as the commentator.

He led a group of malicious guests to the headquarters of the Sun Moon Cult at Blackwood Cliff, feeling not only guilty but also somewhat afraid.

Grandmaster martial artists and innate martial artists are two different kinds of beings.

Even the strongest innate martial artist cannot defeat a grandmaster martial artist; this is an ironclad rule of this world.

"As an elder of the Sun Moon Sect, I can give you some face and lead you straight to Blackwood Cliff."

"Avoid the many disciples and elders of the cult," Qu Yang said at this moment.

Shen Jue shook his head indifferently and said, "You mean we're going to sneak into the village like assassins, like Deadpool?"

"Then suddenly face Dongfang Bubai and Ren Woxing?"

Shen Jue smiled and said, "This method is certainly less strenuous."

"But that's a useless mindset."

"We're here to cause trouble, and incidentally, to capture a few grandmasters of the Demonic Cult."

"I'm not here to act in Assassin's Creed."

"Shangguan, Eunuch Cao, Eunuch Yu, Qinglong," Shen Jue said, turning to the group of four.

"It's decided that you're the ones."

"Get them!"

"Destroy the Sun Moon Cult!"

The four people nodded in agreement.

During this time, they had succumbed to Shen Jue's tyranny and had already switched to practicing the "Breathing Technique 1.0".

Moreover, each of them had reached the limit of the innate realm.

These people never thought of escaping from Shen Jue's side, especially after they switched to cultivating the "Breathing Technique 1.0". They felt that the Grandmaster realm was beckoning to them!

"Croak!"

The black-clad Sun Moon Cult disciples patrolling at the foot of the mountain were actually cut into pieces by Yu Huatian's soft sword, which was drawn from his waist and cut into pieces by several sword energies, each several tens of meters long, from hundreds of meters away!

The flower of slaughter is in full bloom!

"Excellent! Excellent!"

"Very energetic!"

Shen Jue burst into laughter!

"We don't need to talk about chivalry when dealing with these evil cult members!"

"Just roll up your sleeves and get to it!"

Shen Jue uttered the classic lines from a martial arts drama, lines used by a supporting character who falls from grace.

On Blackwood Cliff, the sounds of battle ripped through the clouds.

Cao Shaoqin took the lead, his ten fingers curled like eagle claws.

Originally, it had thick knuckles, prominent joints, and bluish-black eagle claws.

Now it looks like a normal person's palm, and even smoother and whiter.

An elder of the Sun Moon Sect at the Innate Realm swung his sword, and a ten-meter-long blade of energy struck Cao Shaoqin's palm, producing a metallic clang and sparks flying.

"Physical training?"

The elder's pupils constricted, and he tried to back away, but found that Cao Shaoqin had crossed an extremely long distance like a ghost and arrived in front of him.

Cao Shaoqin exerted force with his five fingers, and the longsword made of refined steel, infused with internal energy, was crushed into soft mud like paper.

"Mastering both inner and outer strength?! Eagle Claw Hand?!"

"You are Cao Shaoqin, the second-in-command of the Eastern Depot!"

A disciple of the Sun Moon Cult exclaimed in surprise.

Blackwood Cliff was covered in blood and corpses.

"It's a misunderstanding, Lord Cao!"

"The cult has also visited you with lavish gifts!"

Cao Shaoqin then smiled wickedly and said, "Sun Moon Demonic Sect, you can only blame your bad luck."

Before the exclamations could even fade, Cao Shaoqin had already pounced on the crowd like a raptor swooping down on a rabbit.

As the claws flew, a scorching heat and a chilling cold power simultaneously adhered to each claw.

A protector of the Sun Moon Sect met the attack with a palm strike. The instant their palms collided, half of the protector's body turned to ashes, while the other half froze into ice.

On the other side, Yu Huatian placed his hand on his waist, and a flash of cold light suddenly appeared from his sword.

It was a soft sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, but when it was drawn from its sheath, it produced a sharp sword cry, as if a trapped beast had escaped its cage.

The next moment, he flicked his wrist, and the sword exploded with a burst of cold light.

Hundreds of sword energies poured out like a torrential downpour, spraying forward.

Pure internal energy was torn into countless incomparably sharp bursts of energy through the vibration of the soft sword.

Each sword aura was as thin as a silver thread, yet as dense as a locust, tearing the air apart with a sharp hissing sound wherever it passed!

The six followers at the front were the first to be hit!

The six people were as if they were bound by an invisible net, their skin, flesh and bones were shredded at the same moment, turning into dust-like blood foam that drifted into the air!

"Wow! This...this!"

"What kind of martial art is this?!"

"There's another expert! Everyone, retreat quickly!"

The followers on Blackwood Cliff were terrified and scrambled backward!

But no matter how fast they retreated, they couldn't outrun the sword energy.

An elder of the Sun Moon Sect at the Innate Realm roared and pushed out with both palms, the palm wind condensing into an inner energy handprint more than ten meters in size.

The elder attempted to use his profound internal energy to disperse the oncoming sword energy.

However, those hair-thin sword energies pierced through his palm wind as easily as steel needles through cotton wool.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

The Elder Xiantian was pierced by dozens of sword energies, turning into blood mist and dissipating into the air.

"Oh?" Yu Huatian coldly watched as the innate elder suddenly disappeared.

To cater to Shen Jue's perverse sense of humor, the famous eunuch in this martial arts world sneered, "What a fine Blood Escape Technique!"

"You should be proud of yourself for escaping from our clutches!"

Shen Jue, who was following behind the group, had a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

The Sun Moon Cult members who had miraculously survived sat slumped in pools of blood, trembling all over, their eyes filled with terror.

A young follower, his hand trembling so much he could barely hold the knife, cried out in a trembling voice, "How can he be so strong?"

"Your Excellency! Where is the Dharma King?!"

"Is this considered innate?!"

No one answered him.

Everything that Yu Huatian passed through turned to dust.

The dense, rain-like sword energy cleared away all living things in front of him.

The swordsman Qinglong is in another direction.

The knife in his hand was thick and heavy, with a dark red blood groove on the back that ran from the guard to the tip.

An elder with an axe, who had reached the Innate Realm, shouted loudly, his arms bulging with veins, and cleaved down with his axe, which was as powerful as splitting a mountain.

Qinglong drew his sword, and the clash of sword and axe made the eardrums of the surrounding believers ache.

But the elder's arms began to tremble violently.

He felt a shockwave travel from the axe handle, down from his palm to his shoulder, and then spread throughout his entire body.

What shocked him even more was that the blade's energy also contained a strange swirling force, which caused his tiger's mouth to split open and his internal energy to churn violently.

Clang!

The giant axe landed on the ground, smashing a deep crater in the stone steps.

The elder looked down at his hands, and from his hands, his entire body was shredded into pieces like a spiral.

Shangguan Haitang was at the very back, her figure swaying like a butterfly, her folding fan opening and closing intermittently.

She didn't engage in prolonged combat with anyone, but instead moved through the gaps in the four-person formation, striking with pinpoint accuracy at the very moment when the enemy switched between offense and defense.

Her internal energy possessed a penetrating power, like an embroidery needle piercing through silk, easily breaking through layers of protective true energy and penetrating deep into her meridians.

As she passed by, a senior elder of the Sun Moon Sect suddenly attacked, striking her in the back with a palm.

Without turning her head, Shangguan Haitang flicked her folding fan from under her armpit, striking the man's Laogong acupoint in the palm.

With a soft "hiss," the true energy in the Elder's entire arm seemed to have been punctured, instantly deflated completely, and his palm fell limply halfway down.

Then, blood gushed from all of Elder Xiantian's acupoints, and he collapsed limply.

"That's incredible!"

"escape!"

"Why did you slaughter my Sun Moon Cult! I am not reconciled!"

Screams echoed incessantly from Blackwood Cliff.

These members of the evil cult, who used to be tyrannical and commit all sorts of atrocities, are now like lambs to the slaughter.

The dozen or so innate martial artists of the Sun Moon Sect were swept away by Shangguan Haitang and her three companions like fallen leaves in the autumn wind!

Qu Yang, his face filled with sorrow, followed behind Shen Jue, witnessing the massacre.

"Why...why hasn't the sect leader shown up yet?" Qu Yang said in a low voice, his voice trembling without him even realizing it.

Shen Jue turned his head, still shirtless, and said, "That's naturally because of me."

"Those two powerful internal energy users were already huddled together, waiting for me to arrive."