Elderly Martial Saint: Sixty Times the Cultivation Speed ​​at the Start

Within the valley, danger lurks everywhere.

The three figures at the True Qi Realm instantly surrounded each other.

Yi Yang stood in the center, his Xuan Yuan Blade pointing diagonally at the ground, his azure-green true energy flowing like water ripples.

The three leaders of the Nine Heretical Sects surrounded him in a triangular formation, completely encircling him.

The strongest one on the left, codenamed "Red Scorpion," had thick, blood-red aura wrapped around his fists, and the sound of bones grinding together could be heard with every breath.

The tall, thin man on the right, codenamed "Ghost Claw," has ten hook-like fingers with a bluish-black poisonous light emanating from them, and his entire being exudes a putrid stench.

The last one, codenamed "Shadow Assassin," wields a poisoned dagger, is the shortest, and has the most sinister eyes.

All three of them had an unnatural bloodshot look in their eyes.

That was a sign that he was being controlled by Ye Hanqian's bloodline.

Their bloodthirsty aura erupted without reservation, forming a visible layer of crimson flames around them.

"kill!"

Red Scorpion roared and attacked first.

He was burly and cultivated an extremely powerful and fierce external martial arts technique. At this moment, he was fully activating his perfect True Qi Realm cultivation. He was like a tiger descending the mountain. His fists were filled with Qi, which transformed into two blood-red gauntlets the size of millstones. With a whooshing sound that tore through the air, he aimed straight at Yi Yang's face.

On the other side, Ghost Claw lowered its body and slid along the ground, its five fingers forming claws. Half a foot long of bluish-black qi shot out from its fingertips, like five poisoned blades, viciously grabbing at Yi Yang's knees.

As for the last leader, codenamed Shadow Assassin, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot under the cover of the Blood Fiend Illusion Array, leaving not even a trace of his aura.

Faced with this thunderous combined attack, Yi Yang showed no surprise whatsoever.

He didn't even glance at the vanished "Shadow Assassin".

There's no need to watch it.

His divine sense, honed to the "Breaking Illusion" realm, had already absorbed every grain of sand and every fluctuation of energy within a radius of over a hundred feet. He knew the Shadow Assassin's location within the maze better than the assassin himself.

Let's deal with the immediate problem first.

Yi Yang drew the Xuan Yuan Black Blade that he had always carried diagonally across his back and held it in his hand.

"Clang."

A soft clang of a blade rang out.

Yi Yang no longer suppressed his cultivation level.

A pure and powerful aura, far surpassing that of the True Qi Realm, erupted from his body!

A bluish-green azure-colored true energy of the Wood element surged from the blade, enveloping the entire black sword, causing the blade to hum.

The aura emanating from Yi Yang was not turbid or chaotic.

It is clear, refined, and carries a sense of endless vitality... true energy!

The Profound Realm!

Red Scorpion's fist was already upon him.

Yi Yang moved.

He didn't use any fancy sword techniques; he simply slashed out with one stroke.

This strike had no fancy moves, no trace of any swordsmanship; it was just a basic horizontal push.

However, the profound true energy attached to the blade revealed an overwhelming difference the moment it came into contact with the Crimson Scorpion Fist Qi.

To the Crimson Scorpion attacking Yi Yang, this strike blocked all his escape routes and occupied his entire field of vision.

He watched helplessly as the black blade effortlessly sliced ​​through his prized crimson fist energy, as smoothly as a hot knife through butter.

then.

The blade sliced ​​across his neck.

puff.

A huge head shot into the sky, its face filled with disbelief and horror.

The headless corpse, propelled by inertia, took two more steps forward before collapsing to its knees with a thud, blood gushing more than three feet high from the severed neck.

A knife.

Just one cut.

From the moment he drew his sword to the moment he sheathed it, less than half a breath had passed, and the incense master, Crimson Scorpion, who had reached the peak of the True Qi Realm, was dead.

Almost simultaneously, the ghostly claws attacking from the other side, those five bluish-black claw-like energy streaks, also touched Yi Yang's heart.

Yi Yang didn't even look at it.

Raise your left hand.

The index and middle fingers are held together, with an almost invisible bluish-green halo floating on the fingertips.

"Mysterious Meaning Annihilation Finger".

A concentrated, azure finger force burst forth from his fingertip, striking the five claw-like energy spikes extended by the ghost claw with perfect precision.

Two fingers and a ghostly claw covered in bloody aura collided in mid-air.

There was no violent collision.

The five sinister and fierce claw-like attacks melted and disintegrated silently the moment they came into contact with the finger force, just like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

The penetrating power of the Mysterious Annihilation Finger is specifically designed to break through Qi.

No matter how thick or refined your inner energy is, it's like paper under this one finger.

The ghost claw's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints because of this incomprehensible scene.

How is that possible?

How could his claw-like aura, powerful enough to crush refined iron, possibly...?

Before he could figure it out...

Yi Yang swung the Xuan Yuan Black Blade in his right hand, the one that had just killed the Crimson Scorpion, down from above.

"No!"

Ghost Claw let out a terrified scream, trying to back away, but it was too late.

A flash of light appeared.

An arm severed at the shoulder, gushing blood, flew into the air.

"Aaaaaah!"

The excruciating pain completely contorted Ghost Claw's face. He clutched his blood-soaked severed shoulder, and even being controlled by Ye Hanqian couldn't stop the fear in his heart. Without the slightest hesitation, he turned and fled frantically out of the valley.

He finally realized that what he was facing was not the True Qi Realm at all.

It's a monster!

He's a Transcendent Realm monster who could crush them with a flick of his wrist!

"Trying to run away?"

Yi Yang's voice, like a death knell, rang out behind him.

Ghost Claw felt a blur before his eyes, and a figure was already blocking his way.

It is Yiyang.

He stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers, and lightly pressed them onto the top of the head of the ghost claw.

"Spare me—"

The owl uttered half a word.

But Yi Yang's left hand had already gripped his head.

Tighten your fingers.

puff.

Like crushing a rotten fruit.

The red and white mingled together, dripping from between Yi Yang's fingers.

The headless corpse stood for two breaths before collapsing limply to the ground.

Yi Yang shook the object in his left hand, his face expressionless.

The two True Qi Realm cultivators fought for less than five breaths in total, from start to finish.

It was at this moment that...

A silent shadow, like a ghost, appeared behind Yi Yang.

It's Shadow Assassin.

"Shadow Assassin" emerged from the Blood Fiend Maze, hanging upside down as he swooped down from above. A deadly dark light swirled around the short dagger in his hand, carrying all his power and poison as he thrust it straight at Yi Yang's back.

The timing was perfect, executed flawlessly.

It was during the gap when Yi Yang had just killed Ghost Claw, the old force had just dissipated, and the new force had not yet been generated.

however.

He's fast.

Yi Yang was faster than him.

The moment the Shadow Assassin appeared, Yi Yang didn't even turn around.

He swung his sword backhand, aiming it horizontally at the empty space behind him.

The blade's trajectory leads directly down the path of Shadow Strike's charge.

The divine sense of the "Breaking Illusion" realm had already taken control of every inch of this valley.

In his eyes, the Shadow Assassin's sneak attack was nothing more than a child's trick.

puff.

The sound of a blade piercing flesh was exceptionally clear in the empty valley.

The Shadow Assassin, who had just broken through halfway out of the maze, froze in mid-air.

He looked down at the black blade tip that had pierced through his chest, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.

How did he find out?

This was his last thought in this world.

Yi Yang flicked his wrist and pulled Xuan Yuan back.

The Shadow Assassin's corpse fell helplessly to the ground, like a puppet with its strings cut.

It took no more than ten breaths in total.

All three leaders of the Nine Evil Sects, who were at the True Qi Realm, died.

Yi Yang stood with his knife in hand, his gaze calmly fixed on the woman not far away, who had been watching quietly from beginning to end without making a move.

Ye Hanqian.

The Nine Evil Cult's Blood Envoy showed no surprise or anger, as if the dead were not his three capable subordinates, but three insignificant ants.

She even clapped her hands with great interest and said:

"Not bad, not bad."

"To be able to so decisively and cleanly eliminate two True Qi Perfection Realm cultivators and one True Qi Late Realm cultivator at the very beginning of your cultivation journey. Lord Yi, you have indeed given me a pleasant surprise."

She looked at Yi Yang, the condescending look in her eyes not diminishing but intensifying. "However, this ends here."

Ye Hanqian stuck out her scarlet tongue, licked her lips, and began to form a strange hand seal with her hands.

As her hand seals changed, the blood flowing from the wounds of the three recently deceased incense masters in the valley seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, turning into three blood lines that converged towards Ye Hanqian's body.

"You think you've won by killing them?"

A sickly yet fanatical smile appeared on Ye Hanqian's face as she laughed wildly:

You're wrong.

"They are more useful dead than alive; the bloodline I planted has finally come to bear fruit!"

Three lines of blood, like three nimble blood snakes, burrowed into her mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.

Ye Hanxie's body began to tremble violently.

Countless fine, blood-red lines appeared on her skin, and her entire body was enveloped in a thick layer of blood-red light.

"Lord Yi, you are very good."

Amidst the blood-red light, her voice, tinged with a twisted excitement, rang out: "You have every reason to be proud that I can use 'Blood Manifestation'."

"The five realms of the Profound Realm are each a level of power. You, a mere 'Enlightenment' realm cultivator who has just condensed your Profound Seed, cannot possibly understand just how terrifying the power of us 'Manifestation' realm cultivators truly is."

The words fell.

The blood-red light that enveloped her suddenly expanded!

A grotesque monster, three zhang tall and made of writhing flesh and viscous blood, appeared in the valley.

The monster was bloated, with thick limbs, and every muscle was covered with writhing blood vessels. Its head still retained a trace of human features, but its eyes had turned into scarlet vertical pupils.

The most disgusting thing is its surface.

The dark red, fleshy carapace was slowly writhing, as if something was crawling beneath it. Occasionally, a piece of the carapace would crack open, revealing the tender, bright red flesh inside, but within half a breath, a new carapace would grow back.

Self-healing.

Moreover, it heals itself extremely quickly.

The monster opened its gaping maw, which stretched to its ears, and uttered a muffled voice, saying, "Although, it has not yet been able to condense a true 'Spiritual Blood Avatar'."

From the monster's mouth came Ye Hanqian's sharp voice, which echoed repeatedly.

"But the power that manifests in this way is enough to let you experience what true despair is!"

Before he could finish speaking...

The flesh monster's arm suddenly stretched out, like a blood-red whip, lashing down at Yi Yang with a piercing whistle that tore through the air!

Yi Yang's eyes were solemn as he gripped Xuan Yuan tightly.

He didn't waste any words.

The true energy of the Yi Wood within his body circulated wildly, pouring into the blade. The azure light on the Xuan Yuan Blade surged, and Yi Yang charged towards the flesh-and-blood monster like an arrow released from a bow.

"A blue dragon emerges from the abyss!"

He let out a low shout and slashed out with his sword!

The Azure Dragon Emerges from the Abyss is the first move of the Four Symbols and Six Harmonies Blade, and it is also the move that Yi Yang has mastered most proficiently.

A condensed, azure-green blade of energy transformed into a ferocious azure dragon, roaring as it charged toward the blood-red arm.

boom!

The blade's energy collided violently with the arm in mid-air.

The violent shockwave crushed all the surrounding rocks into dust.

The blood-red arm was severed in two by the Azure Dragon Blade's aura, and flesh and blood flew everywhere at the cut.

But there was no joy on Yi Yang's face.

Because he saw that the flesh at the wound of the severed whip writhed and grew back completely within just two breaths.

"it's useless."

The flesh-and-blood monster let out a shrill laugh, saying, "You can't break through the manifestation of the Spirit Blood Avatar!"

"Now, it's my turn!"

The monster's massive body suddenly sank, and its thickest, blood-red arm rose high, its five fingers spread wide, transforming into a gigantic blood palm that covered half the valley. With an extremely chilling aura, it slammed down towards Yi Yang's head!

"Yin-Yang Blood Palm!"