The First Venerable of All Paths

They were multitasking, each employing different sword techniques.

Both swords were drawn simultaneously, carrying sword energy capable of shattering mountains and rivers.

"You little bastard, no matter how strong your swordsmanship is, I am immune to all magic. You can't kill me."

Although Bai Xuan was startled, he remained calm. He formed hand seals, and his internal energy surged forth once more. The figure of the Demon King also grew rapidly, making Bai Xuan look like a giant of Yin and Yang. He then threw a powerful punch.

"The Demon King Collapses!"

The Blood Fiend Fist swept out, shattering the two sword energies.

Bai Xuan merely trembled slightly, then appeared completely unharmed.

"Fang Xuan, you brat, did you see that?"

Bai Xuan stood like a god between heaven and earth, looking down at Fang Xuan with a mocking and disdainful expression.

"Your swordsmanship means nothing to me."

Bai Xuan licked his lips and said with a sinister smile, "Killing you would be as easy as crushing an ant for me."

After saying that, Bai Xuan raised his hands and slapped them hard at Fang Xuan.

In mid-air, two gigantic blood-red hands materialized, like pillars supporting the sky, and smashed towards Fang Xuan.

"Immunity to all laws?"

Fang Xuan scoffed, "With your sinister blood and energy, you dare to say such things?"

"Ignorant child!"

Bai Xuan smiled coldly: "Once I take your head off, you'll know what true power is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Xuan's attack became several times faster.

These two blood-red giant hands seemed poised to shatter the entire sky.

"Then let me see if you, you damn thing, are truly immune to all magic."

Sword light flashed in Fang Xuan's eyes, and the sword bones within his body resonated, releasing rolling sword energy.

The Phoenix Cry Sword and the Azure Lotus Sword trembled slightly, their blades shimmering with firelight and radiating unparalleled sword power.

"One sword, shattering all laws!"

Fang Xuan raised his arm and slashed out with two long swords.

"cut!"

The sword flashed like a rainbow.

Two streaks of sword energy burst forth from the sword, traversing the heavens and earth, and collided fiercely with the pair of blood-red giant palms.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

The moment the two collided, a deafening roar erupted.

Sword energy and bloodlust clashed and dissipated continuously.

However, it seems that the two sword energies are running out of strength and are gradually losing ground.

"Fang Xuan, did you see that?"

Bai Xuan smiled smugly and said, "In the face of absolute strength, your sword techniques are utterly insignificant."

"Bai Xuan, you're celebrating too soon!"

Fang Xuan's lips curled into a mocking smile, and his lips moved slightly.

"break!"

As the word fell, the two seemingly weak sword energies suddenly burst forth with light, shooting out a blaze of fire that tore through the bloodthirsty aura and slashed straight at Bai Xuan.

"not good!"

Bai Xuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he quickly retreated.

However, the two sword energies swept through the air with overwhelming force, striking Bai Xuan hard.

"Pfft!"

A tearing sound rang out, and the Fiend King figure on Bai Xuan's body shattered like thin paper.

Bai Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the energy within his body dissipated rapidly like a deflated balloon.

"Wow!"

Bai Xuan coughed up blood repeatedly, looking at Fang Xuan in mid-air with extreme horror, his face full of terror.

"Impossible! How could you possibly break the Demon King's Dharma Body?"

Although he had not been cultivating the Blood Fiend True Art for long, the power of the Fiend King Dharma Body he had condensed was limited.

However, combined with his powerful blood and qi, it was definitely not something that Fang Xuan, a martial artist at the first level of the Divine Intent Realm, could break through.

Even if he is a sword cultivator!

"A mere phantom of malevolent energy, worthy of being called a Dharma body?"

Fang Xuan's two flying swords shot out like streaks of light, hovering above Bai Xuan's head and instantly forming a formidable sword formation.

"Bai Xuan, you should pay the price for your actions!"

Fang Xuan formed a sword incantation with one hand and said coldly, "Second turn of the sword formation, kill!"

The sword formation reversed and spread out, with thousands upon thousands of sharp swords pointing directly at Bai Xuan, then falling with lightning speed.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The sword pierced the void, its killing intent chilling.

Bai Xuan seemed to be locked in by the sword formation, with nowhere to hide, and could only withstand the onslaught of sword energy.

His injuries were getting worse and worse, and his breathing was becoming increasingly weak.

Everyone stared in shock as they watched Fang Xuan kill Bai Xuan with a sword formation, their mouths agape in disbelief.

Fang Xuan not only survived, but also reversed the situation and completely suppressed Bai Xuan with just three sword strikes.

"That little rascal, he really scared me to death."

Yu Mian patted her chest hard, her face still showing signs of shock.

She genuinely believed Fang Xuan was dead.

If that's the case, she'll likely die today as well.

"Don't even mention you, I was quite frightened too."

Flying Eagle gave a wry smile and sighed, "I have to say, we people are becoming more and more useless. We said we came to help, but we've actually been watching the show the whole time."

"Who would have thought that there was such a powerful figure standing behind Shangguan Yun?"

He looked down at his severed arm, a look of sadness appearing in his eyes.

Of the people who attacked, he was the most seriously injured.

With such severe injuries, barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will likely be stuck at the Divine Realm for the rest of his life, finding it difficult to advance any further.

"Bai Xuan can't hold on much longer."

Wen Kang quickly changed the subject.

Everyone stared intently, and saw that Bai Xuan, who was being attacked by ten thousand swords, had indeed reached his limit, and his injuries had reached a terrifying level.

"Be careful, everyone."

Flying Eagle said in a deep voice, "Prevent this guy from resorting to desperate measures, and also make sure Shangguan Yun doesn't get away."

"Don't worry, he can't escape!"

Niu Meng's face darkened with a fierce glint, his expression filled with murderous intent as he said, "I've been keeping an eye on him the whole time!"

Everyone was now feeling both excited and nervous.

Fang Xuan was excited that he had indeed suppressed Bai Xuan, but he was also nervous that Bai Xuan had other tricks up his sleeve.

"Fang Xuan!"

Bai Xuan, battered and weak, now had bloodshot eyes and had completely gone mad.

"I told you, you'd be the only one to die today!"

Bai Xuan shouted sternly, "Everyone, if we don't act now, when will we?"

"Boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several violent auras suddenly descended from the sky, surrounding Fang Xuan from all sides.

Among these people, even the weakest one is at the fourth level of the Divine Intent Realm.

Two of them even reached the sixth level of the Divine Intent Realm.

If that were all, it would be fine.

Above the horizon, there was a figure dressed in a blood-red robe, whose aura was not revealed in the slightest.

However, there were invisible ripples in the void where he was, spreading outwards.

"This is......"

Flying Eagle's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "A ninth-level Divine Intent Realm expert?"

"wrong!"

Jade Face's pupils contracted, and she exclaimed shrilly, "The aura emanating from them is soul power! These people are all Soul Masters!"

"Twelve Soul Masters, plus one Soul Master at the ninth level of the Divine Intent Realm, this..."

Niu Meng's eyes widened, and he said, "Are they all here for Fang Xuan?"

"Gentlemen, there's no point in saying all this now."

Canglang took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

"What we should be considering is how to get through this difficult time."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

How can they possibly survive against such a lineup?

Even escaping is a pipe dream, isn't it?

A glint flashed in Wen Kang's eyes, and he turned his head to look, his face immediately showing surprise.

"Senior, what...what are you doing?"

He saw that the old man, Zhongye, had stood up at some point and was backing away furtively.

Is this a prelude to running away?

Wen Kang was somewhat confused.

"Uncle Zhong, I've had too much tea, I'm going to use the restroom."

Zhongye coughed lightly, clenching his fist, and said, "What is it?"

"Senior, with so many Soul Masters, including a powerful expert at the ninth level of the Divine Intent Realm, do you have a plan to deal with them?"

Wen Kang bowed respectfully.

This senior figure is far too unfathomable; he deserves Wen Kang's utmost respect.

"You mean this?"

With his hands behind his back, Master Zhong said with his head held high, "They're just a few small fry. There's no need to worry. My young master has his own way of handling this."

Before Wen Kang could speak, Master Zhong said, "Alright, you all just keep an eye on things. I'll be right back."

After saying that, Grandpa Zhong walked steadily into the shop.

"Clang!"

The shop door was slammed shut, leaving Yu Mian and the others dumbfounded.

Niu Meng scratched his head and said, "Why do I have a feeling that this old man is going to run away?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Flying Eagle coldly retorted, "Even I can't see through this senior's cultivation level, so why is he running away? He must be making some preparations."

"Commander Flying Eagle is right."

Canglang said with certainty, "I've heard that some super families and powerful forces will select a protector for their clan members and disciples. This senior should be a protector-like being."

"A protector of the Way?"

Du Feng frowned, then suddenly realized, "That makes sense. No wonder this senior remained so calm throughout; he was Fang Xuan's protector."

If Fang Xuan is already this terrifying, then how terrifying must the strength of that senior who is his protector be?

His decision to leave was probably because he didn't want people to see how he made his move.

With this in mind, everyone felt completely relieved.

......

"Snap!"

As soon as the blood-robed man at the ninth level of the Divine Intent Realm appeared, he pointed his finger forward, and the sword energy in mid-air instantly collapsed, turning into two flying swords that returned to Fang Xuan's body.

Looking at the two flying swords whose sword energy had dimmed, Fang Xuan's gaze darkened slightly.

"People from the Hall of Hundred Souls?"

Fang Xuan looked at the man in the blood-red robe and said in a deep voice, "Bai Xuan, I didn't expect you to be so capable, actually colluding with the people of the Hundred Souls Hall."

These people, all of whom were Soul Masters, had their soul power flowing around them.

Several of them were the same Hundred Souls Hall experts that Fang Xuan had encountered in Mingyue.

Now, they have reappeared.

Moreover, they have more people and are stronger.

"I didn't expect you to know about the Hall of Hundred Souls."

Bai Xuan sneered, "Fang Xuan, since the Hundred Souls Hall has come in person, if you know what's good for you, you'd better surrender quickly, and that will give you a quick death."

"The words 'surrender' don't exist in my dictionary."

Fang Xuan's gaze swept over the group of Hundred Souls Hall experts one by one, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"These rats hiding in the gutter can't kill me today!"

His words were arrogant and his demeanor unruly.

"presumptuous!"

The blood-robed man who had escaped pointed at Fang Xuan and roared, "Boy, you're utterly arrogant! Today I'll skin you alive and tear your soul out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-robed man from the Hundred Souls Hall grabbed with his five fingers, and his sinister soul power transformed into chains, which roared toward Fang Xuan.

"Seal the seven souls!"

The soul chain moved with lightning speed, appearing in front of Fang Xuan in the blink of an eye and fiercely stabbing towards his vital points.

This chain can lock a martial artist's three souls and seal their seven spirits; it is extremely vicious.