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"Xiao Yuanhou?! You old ghost, you're faking your death!" Situ Jing was shocked when he saw the familiar figure and exclaimed in surprise.

"What?!" Duanmu Ping was also shocked, instinctively sensing something was wrong, and frantically urged his true fire to burn the golden vines on his body. However, the golden vines were made of some unknown material, and although they hissed in the crimson flames, they could not be burned off for a while, and instead they became more and more tightly wrapped around him!

High in the sky, Xiao Yuanhou and Situ Jing clashed head-on. Their fists and palms collided, creating a thunderous explosion, and both were forced back dozens of feet.

The silver puppet moved without hesitation. With a flick of its arms, four golden streams of light shot out from its sleeves, splitting into four in mid-air—the Four Extremes Golden Thunder Sword!

The four swords shot out in four directions, their clear cries echoing, their energy intertwined, instantly forming a fierce sword formation covering an area of ​​a hundred feet. The sword energy was menacing, forming a cage-like structure.

Under Su Mu's remote control, the silver puppet launched a relentless attack, not seeking to kill Situ Jing, but only to entangle him tightly, preventing him from escaping to help Duanmu Ping.

The "Four Symbols Sword Prison Formation" set up by the Four Extremes Golden Thunder Sword was also under the precise control of Su Mu's powerful divine sense, with sword light flowing and killing intent hidden.

On the battlefield, all the grandmasters felt a vast and boundless divine sense descend upon them, like an invisible hand manipulating a chessboard. The vast majority believed it to be the divine sense of Ancestor Xiao Yuanhou!

Only Situ Jing grew increasingly alarmed as the battle progressed: Xiao Yuanhou's moves were fierce, but he always seemed to lack a certain agility, and the aura emanating from him... seemed subtly different from before.

Situ Jing and Xiao Yuanhou were old acquaintances, having sparred many times. However, he felt that while Xiao Yuanhou's moves were sharp, they also possessed an inexplicable stiffness and sluggishness, quite different from the agile and unpredictable style of his old rival in his memory. But then he thought: perhaps Xiao Yuanhou was still recovering from serious injuries, his strength diminished; or perhaps this old devil had used some forbidden technique passed down in the Xiao royal family, one that required a price, which made it seem so strange.

Xiao Anxun and the core members of the royal family were more bewildered than delighted at this moment.

They knew perfectly well that Xiao Yuanhou had already perished! The gray-robed man currently engaged in fierce combat with Situ Jing could not possibly be their ancestor!

But if it wasn't him, then who could it be? Which reclusive master would go to such lengths at this moment, disguising himself as Xiao Yuanhou to stand up for the Xiao family?

Only Xiao Anran's gaze quietly shifted to the figure standing with his hands behind his back in the square below—Su Mu.

She was familiar with the unique sword energy fluctuations that spread out when the sword formation first started. On those nights in the library, she had sensed similar auras emanating from the direction of the pavilion more than once.

"It was him...it must have been him."

But Su Mu was clearly standing not far away, calmly watching the battle with his head up, showing no sign of making a move.

"Could it be... that the 'Xiao Yuanhou' who fought against Situ Jing was not Eunuch Su himself, but some senior expert he invited? That senior expert might be hiding nearby, or even secretly protecting the library all along?"

Xiao Anran was in a state of confusion. She had never witnessed Su Mu display his true strength, and now such a powerful "Xiao Yuanhou" had appeared, making her doubt her previous judgment.

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty, the aerial battle situation changed again!

The power of the Four Symbols Sword Prison Formation was fully unleashed under the full urging of Su Mu's divine sense!

Chi Chi Chi -!

Countless golden sword energies, seemingly solid, split off from the four Golden Thunder Swords, shooting towards Situ Jing and Duanmu Ping, who were still entangled by golden vines, like a storm.

Each sword aura was enhanced by the sword formation, making it incomparably sharp, and it even faintly formed some kind of mysterious trajectory, sealing off all space for evasion.

"Break the formation quickly! Otherwise, we will all be in danger!" Situ Jing roared fiercely. His protective true fire was flickering and showing signs of weakness due to the impact of the sword energy.

While he was barely managing to hold his own, Duanmu Ping was in an even more precarious situation on the other side!

With the golden vine still intact, his movements were restricted. Faced with the dense barrage of sword energy, he could only muster his true fire to withstand it. The sword energy penetrated through the gaps in the vines, frantically impacting his protective qi, causing his blood and qi to churn, and making the golden vine tighten its grip even more, almost embedding itself into his flesh!

Duanmu Ping was both shocked and angry, and a trace of regret arose in his heart.

The ancient royal family's foundation is indeed unfathomable! Xiao Yuanhou's feigned death and scheme clearly aim to wipe out the Situ family along with his own reinforcements!

"Xiao Yuanhou, you old scoundrel, what a deep scheme you have!" Duanmu Ping gritted his teeth inwardly, already convinced that the gray-robed man before him was Xiao Yuanhou.

"Stop them! Protect the sword formation!" Although Xiao Anxun was unaware of what was going on, how could he let go of this opportunity to turn the tide? He led the remaining royal grandmasters to desperately intercept them, preventing the Situ family experts from getting close to the core of the sword formation.

Seeing this, Consort De hurriedly bowed to the three elders of the Tianwu Sect who had stepped aside and pleaded, "The situation has changed. I implore the three elders to lend my Xiao family another helping hand!"

The three elders exchanged a glance, then slowly shook their heads.

Although the situation has changed, the danger of the Xiao clan's defeat has not truly been eliminated. After all, the Situ family has two Grandmasters, while on the Xiao clan's side, "Xiao Yuanhou" alone cannot hold the line. They had already withdrawn from the battle, and the Situ family did not pursue the matter further. If they were to intervene now, and the Xiao clan were to ultimately lose, the Situ family and the Duanmu family would certainly not let the Tianwu Sect off the hook afterward.

Perhaps we should... wait and see.

Even though Xiao Yuanhou temporarily gained the upper hand with the help of the sword formation, the golden vines obviously couldn't hold Duanmu Ping for long. Once Duanmu Ping broke free, even with the sword formation's assistance, Xiao Yuanhou might not be able to secure victory against the two grandmasters working together.

Seeing that the elders of the Tianwu Sect had no intention of fighting again, Xiao Anxun said no more and led his men to defend to the death. They did not seek to kill the enemy, but only to hold off the experts of the Situ family and buy time for the sword formation.

Situ Lie, Situ Sheng, and the others also knew that the key lay here, and they launched a fierce attack with all their might, resulting in an extremely brutal battle. Blood splattered in the air, broken blades fell, and grandmasters were frequently seen falling to the ground severely injured.

Su Mu frowned slightly.

He sensed that the spiritual power of the Golden Vine Mystic Talisman was rapidly depleting, and Duanmu Ping was about to break free. Xiao Anxun and the others clearly couldn't hold on much longer.

Can't wait any longer.

Su Mu's eyes sharpened, and he finally took action himself!

His body remained still, but his mind was already focused on the battle in the sky. Guided by his divine sense, the Four Extremes Golden Thunder Swords suddenly accelerated their sword formation, and the boundless sword energy abruptly receded, transforming into four thick, pillar-like, dazzling sword rainbows, which attacked Situ Jing and Duanmu Ping respectively!

Taking advantage of the moment when the two were intimidated by the sword rainbow and were doing their best to resist, Su Mu made a hand seal with his left hand. The "Golden Rainbow Sword" that had been quietly floating beside him emitted a clear and long cry, and transformed into a golden stream of light. With incredible speed, it went from bottom to top, pierced through the gaps in the golden vines, and went straight for Duanmu Ping's throat!

This sword strike, with its perfect timing, angle, and speed, was absolutely exquisite!

Duanmu Ping was trapped by Jian Hong and Jin Teng, with no way to escape!

"Pfft!"

The Golden Rainbow Sword pierced Duanmu Ping's throat with pinpoint accuracy! However—

A sharp resistance came from the tip of the sword! A mysterious light flowed around Duanmu Ping's neck, and a layer of fine scale armor appeared—this was the spontaneous defense of the Xuan-grade top-quality protective armor "Dragon Scale Inner Armor" that he wore close to his body!

The sword's momentum was blocked, and it failed to penetrate.