The Hehuan Sect cultivates alchemy; my senior sister helps me refine alchemy throughout the world.

When the little monster heard the words "Thunder-Swallowing Beast," it shook its head, as if it remembered something.

It scratched the ground a few times with its two paws, and a series of crackling electric arcs appeared on its body.

The little monster let out a howl, changed its target, and pounced on another elder.

The target remains the groin area.

The elder was prepared; he lowered the tip of his sword to block it. The little monster bit into the sword, and with a "crunch," a gash appeared on the blade.

The elder was so frightened that his face turned pale. What the hell were those teeth?

But before he could back away, the little monster made a sharp turn, circled behind him, and bit his butt.

"Ah..." The elder let out a scream and fell forward. A chunk of flesh was missing from his buttocks, and blood was everywhere. Crackling electricity crackled from his body. The elder had actually been electrocuted.

Seizing the opportunity, the little monster opened its mouth wide and bit the elder's neck in one swift motion!

Ye Qianqiu's face turned ashen. He hadn't expected to lose an elder in such a short time. With a flick of his longsword, he forced Shen Yifei back, and a sword aura shot straight towards the little monster.

The little monster rolled on the spot, and the sword energy flew past its head, shattering a broken wall behind it into dust.

The little monster got up, and Okiha Chiaki bared her teeth, crackling with electricity, clearly enraged.

"You little beast, let's see how many swords you can dodge!" Ye Qianqiu flipped his wrist, and the second sword energy had already taken shape, stabbing towards the little monster again.

Shen Yifei couldn't let him concentrate on dealing with the little monster. He flicked his Changtian Sword, and a light blue sword aura crashed into it.

The two sword energies collided in mid-air and exploded with a "boom," causing a shockwave that sent the little monster tumbling several times on the ground.

The remaining four elders retreated more than ten meters before they could barely stand.

The worst off was Shen Yifei. This sword strike was a true contest of strength, and his peak Mahayana realm was a whole major realm lower than Ye Qianqiu's.

Shen Yifei was thrown back several feet by the shockwave, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his hand holding the Changtian Sword was trembling slightly.

A full-force sword strike from a peak Tribulation Transcending cultivator was not something a peak Mahayana cultivator could easily withstand. If it weren't for the small vortex in his dantian absorbing nearly 40% of the impact, his arm would probably be useless by now.

Ye Qianqiu stood there, his brows furrowed.

The sword that was originally aimed at the little monster was actually blocked by Shen Yifei, and he didn't seem to be seriously injured!

This kid is getting weirder and weirder.

He reached the peak of the Mahayana stage in a short time. If he were allowed to live a few more days, he would truly be uncontrollable. Moreover, his swordsmanship was clearly Shen Changtian's Breaking Army Sword Style!

Although it was only the beginning, Ye Qianqiu would never forget that smell.

Back then, he had personally witnessed Shen Changtian use this sword technique to cleave the bodies of three Tribulation Transcending Elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Manor in two with a single strike. That scene became a nightmare for him for countless nights.

If this kid is allowed to grow up, what will become of him?

Today, I absolutely cannot let this kid escape my grasp again.

He shouted to the four elders, "Form the Four Symbols Trapping Dragon Sword Formation!"

The four elders immediately spread out, taking up four positions to trap the little monster in the middle. Each of them held their longswords high, the tips of which shot out a beam of white light, weaving into a huge sword net in the air.

The little monster was trapped in the sword net and let out a low roar, trying to break free. However, the sword net was extremely resilient, and every time it rammed into the net, it was bounced back by the sword light, making it howl in pain.

This sword net seems to only trap small monsters; if the small monsters don't escape, it doesn't do much harm to it.

However, this sword formation consumes a great deal of spiritual energy. After a short while, one of the elders began to take pills to replenish his spiritual energy!

"You little beast, I'll deal with you later!" Ye Qianqiu sneered, turning to Shen Yifei with a murderous glint in his eyes. "Kid, without that beast's help, what skills do you have left?"

Shen Yifei gripped the Longtian Sword tightly. "Old man Ye, let's fight! Stop with the nonsense!"

"Very well! Today I'll show you the ultimate martial arts of the Ten Thousand Swords Manor!"

Ye Qianqiu gripped the sword with both hands, the tip pointing to the sky, and muttered incantations.

A burst of white light shone from his body, and a terrifying sword intent erupted from within him, soaring straight into the sky.

In the sky, the clouds were stirred up by this sword intent, forming a huge vortex.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source!" Ye Qianqiu roared, slashing down with his longsword.

In an instant, countless sword shadows appeared in the sky, thousands upon thousands, covering the sky and the earth, like a rain of swords, all pouring down on Shen Yifei.

Shen Yifei looked up at the rain of swords that blotted out the sky, and a chill ran down his spine.

Ye Qianqiu's move was imbued with the power of a peak Tribulation Transcending cultivator in every sword shadow. Let alone a peak Mahayana cultivator, even a mid-Tribulation Transcending cultivator would be riddled with holes.

"Master, run!" Liu Mengli screamed inside the cauldron.

"Run my ass, where do you think you're going?" Shen Yifei gritted his teeth, gripped the Changtian Sword tightly, and poured all his spiritual power into the sword.

To be honest, he was scared when he saw Jian Yu just now.

He closed his eyes, and the image of his father wielding the Po Jun sword flashed through his mind again.

He didn't look at the sword's stance, but only at his father's disdainful spirit!

A man who dares to challenge divine punishment sees his enemies as nothing more than vermin and flies!

Shen Yifei opened his eyes and looked at the rain of swords filling the sky. It seemed like nothing special!

He faced the rain of swords and unleashed the power of the Breaking Army Sword.

The two forces collided in mid-air, producing a deafening explosion. The shockwave from the collision of the sword energy and the rain of swords reduced the surrounding ruined buildings to dust, and blasted a huge crater in the ground.

There were too many sword rains. Although the Breaking Army Sword Stance could block most of them, dozens of sword shadows still broke through the sword stance's blockade and headed straight for Shen Yifei.

Shen Yifei tried to unleash a second sword strike, but it was too late!

The first sword strike pierced his shoulder, and blood spurted out.

The second sword strike sliced ​​open his thigh, exposing the bone.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

Shen Yifei looked as if he had been slowly sliced ​​to death, his entire body cut into a bloody mess by the sword shadows.

He knelt on one knee, the Long Sky Sword planted in the ground to support his body, blood flowing down the blade.

Xinghe was so anxious inside the cauldron that she kept stamping her feet and desperately used her spiritual power to heal him.

However, Ye Qianqiu's move, Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, was too domineering. Xinghe had just repaired one meridian when another was shattered by the sword energy.

Her face grew paler and paler, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Ye Qianqiu stood ten feet away, looking at Shen Yifei who was covered in blood, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"You little bastard, how did that sword strike taste? You think you can swagger in front of me just because you've learned a few rudimentary sword techniques from Shen Changtian? Let me tell you, your father was powerful back then, but you're not him! You're not even as good as one of his fingers!"

Shen Yifei grinned, his mouth full of blood, his smile somewhat terrifying. "You're right, I'm indeed no match for my father. But..."

He slowly stood up, pulled the Long Sky Sword from the ground, and pointed it at Ye Qianqiu.

"That's enough to kill you!"

Shen Yifei activated the vortex in his dantian, pouring all his spiritual power into the Changtian Sword. The Changtian Sword emitted a soft hum, and the blue light on its blade intensified.

Ye Qianqiu frowned. This kid can actually stand up?

But he quickly came to terms with it. Even if he stood up, what difference would it make? How much of a shabby, peak Mahayana cultivator could he possibly cause?

Shen Yifei gripped the Changtian Sword tightly and unleashed the Po Jun Sword Stance once more, this time using every last bit of his strength.

Ye Qianqiu snorted coldly and swung his longsword.

He was certain that he could shred Shen Yifei with just sword energy, without needing any sword techniques!