As they spoke, the sword rain that covered the sky and earth had already arrived in front of them, with a strong gust of wind blowing against their faces. Just at this critical moment, the beast god's figure suddenly disappeared, only to vanish into the swirling black air. On the contrary, the evil spirit giant beast under him was shrouded in an even more intense black air, and it suddenly leapt up, its entire skeleton crackling with a deafening sound. Under the cover of the black air, it was even more terrifying.

  That evil spirit beast let out a loud roar, its breath opening the sound, in an instant the wind and clouds changed color, underfoot the earth was flying sand and walking stones, almost unable to stand. In the midst of the wind and clouds, black air rose up, merging with that evil spirit monster as one body, instantly swelling three times or more, from the evil spirit beast's white bony body emerged dozens of prominent black airs, like grasping hands hovering in mid-air dancing.

  At this time, the heavenly sword rain had already flown over, and the thousand-year-old sword array was not to be underestimated. The black air outside surged up, and before it even arrived, it was instantly broken by the sword energy, leaving no trace behind. It charged forward again, straight at the ferocious beast.

  That evil spirit roared unceasingly, strange whistles echoed one after another. Just as the sharp sword rain was about to hit the giant evil spirit, suddenly, the dozens of black auras that felt like living things flew up and blocked the way of the flying swords, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

  The sword energy of the Exterminating Immortal Sword shot out in an instant, colliding with these strange black auras and engaging in a fierce battle. However, these black auras that formed the grasping hands were unlike the outer layer of black aura from earlier, which couldn't withstand a single blow. They also didn't resemble the initial beast god's shield-like hardness. Over a hundred Exterminating Immortal Sword energies shot down, but these grasping hands wrapped around them like living creatures, gradually slowing their momentum. Not only that, but the light on the sword was also slowly being ground away, gradually dimming until it lost its radiance.

  However, the Exterminating Immortal Sword was not an ordinary object after all. Although it was just a formless energy, in order to dissolve these energy swords, the surrounding black air that touched one's hands could still clearly show signs of being injured by the immortal aura's sharp edges, and a lot of steam rose up. But from that evil spirit's body, the black air seemed to be constantly flowing out, replenishing what was lost in an instant. In just a moment, these over a hundred branches of shocking and earth-shaking Exterminating Immortal energy swords were all dissolved into nothingness.

  On the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain, a flock of crows and sparrows were silent, as if dead.

  In mid-air, the face of Dao Xuan Zhen Ren was even more solemn, but there was no fear on his face. His slender figure stood tall at the edge of the clouds, holding a dazzling and shining ancient sword that slew immortals, like an ancient immortal god.

  But he saw him smile coldly, his right hand holding the sword stabbing the sky, slowly swinging, accompanied by the ancient sword's gleam flashing and dazzling, a faint thunderous sound began to come from the sky, the entire sky was rumbling, the majestic sword array of the Exterminating Immortal Sword was actually rotating together, especially that seven-colored main sword was even more radiant, unable to be looked at directly.

  In the midst of white light, a purple aura suddenly rose from the ancient sword that slayed immortals and shot up to the sky, directly entering the sword array. In an instant, within a radius of ten feet, purple energy swords converged; immediately after, the other six colors of light rose one by one, shining brightly and flying into the sky. In an instant, they formed a seven-star formation in the sword array, each being a massive monochromatic sword array, with a majestic and powerful aura.

  The winds howl and whip through the air.

  That silent place suddenly a loud thunder, rumbling and roaring, like the hearts of thousands of people shaking, the sword tip flowing in the sky, colorful lights shining, countless colored gas swords crossing the sky, sharp whistling down.

  Like the wrath of heaven, it came rushing forth, with a purple aura leading the way. At a glance, there was no end in sight, and its might was unknowingly greater than before. Behind the purple figure, every ten zhang, a sword aura converged and flew in, surging and howling, turbulent and overflowing, already beyond human imagination.

  Looking at this scene which was almost apocalyptic, no one could help but change color and sweat in their palms.

  The ancient, awkward singing voice mixed with the thunderous roar and the sharp whistling sound in the sky gradually disappeared, and those strange drumming sounds also ceased to exist. However, that enormous evil spirit, facing this terrifying sword rain tempest, did not retreat at all. Instead, it let out a long, shrill howl amidst the rising black air, as if defying the heavens, its ferocity reaching an extreme.

  In the blink of an eye, the sword's edge pounced forward, and dozens of black auras touched his hand, instantly surging up. Although this time's sword energy was already incomparable to before, the ancient sorcery of Nán Màn unexpectedly had a mysterious and unpredictable effect. The more the black aura touched his hand, the more fiercely it battled on. Even though in an instant he was pierced by countless sword energies, leaving him with thousands of holes, it seemed as if the endless black aura instantly filled them up again, and its range instead expanded further, reaching dozens of meters away.

  It was only when the first wave of purple air sword rushed into the black air, and it had already suppressed the black air, but in an instant, the black air counterattacked, rising up and swallowing the air sword one by one. Even so, before the black air could recover its original state, the second wave of air sword phalanx had already rushed to the front.

  Myriads of auras, sharp edges infinite, in the vast sky only saw that sword edge like rain like locusts, dense and numerous, and with the urging of Dao Xuan's true method, the ancient sword of exterminating immortals flashed even more strangely, in mid-air the seven-colored main sword continuously separated into more and more single-colored auras, and the separation speed became faster and faster, wave after wave forming a shocking and terrifying huge sword array, crashing down into those clusters of black air.

  Under the Xianjian Sword Array's ferocious attack, like a raging tide, the black air no longer had its initial arrogant appearance. It gradually shrank from an initial range of dozens of meters, being compressed smaller and smaller. Against this wave after wave of almost endless, despair-inducing sword aura, the black air also gradually weakened. The massive evil spirit monster was already roaring incessantly, but the black air around it was gradually thinning. Each wave of sword rain drew closer to its body, the black air growing thinner, and the strange, ghostly hands it formed were also gradually losing strength, struggling to withstand the torrential sword rain.

  At some point, after a long period of silence, the crowd underfoot suddenly erupted into cheers like a tidal wave.

  The last six black auras dissipated after barely withstanding a wave of cyan sword energy, disappearing into nothingness. In mid-air, only the giant evil spirit remained.

  The heavens are solemn, the sword energy is vast and mighty!

  A faint ancient song, a vast and desolate wilderness!

  Like thunder, like lightning, infinite sword edges descended from the sky and rushed in from all sides, piercing the huge evil spirit in mid-air.

  A massive white skeleton burst forth, countless black blood splashing everywhere, the evil spirit and monster suddenly raised its head, letting out a heart-wrenching scream towards the sky.

  The wind has dispersed the clouds.

  The rain of swords gradually stopped.

  Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the huge body, every inch of skin and bones, seemed to be trembling slightly. Fixing one's gaze, it was as if innumerable small swords were flashing, inserted into every place. From head to tail, from top to bottom, there wasn't a single intact spot.

  On top of Tongtian Peak, people took a deep breath in unison, and for some reason, they felt a faint tingling sensation on their backs.

  That evil spirit, however, seemed to still be alive. The huge skull, filled with the colorful swords of the Immortal Exterminating Formation, slowly turned around and looked at its own body which was covered in wounds. It then slowly lowered its head. Its voice was no longer shrill and menacing, but instead sounded very low and melancholic, as if it was reluctant to part with something, and also somewhat painful.

  Its huge mouth opened and closed, and two red sparks flashed in its eyes like flames, burning fiercely, but ultimately bursting and dissipating.

  The next moment, a loud noise suddenly burst out from the body of the evil spirit in mid-air, shaking the sky and earth. Countless flying swords flew upside down, even the sword array on the Heavenly Punishment Platform was disordered.

  The once invincible and gigantic evil spirit suddenly became extremely fragile, as if the strong wind had blown it away. The indestructible skeletal body crumbled like sandstone, turning into fine powder, white bones turned to dust, flesh and blood turned to stone, scattering with the wind.

  People gazed silently at the horizon as victory was in sight, yet no one cheered. It was as if there was a strange and eerie feeling that shrouded everyone's heart.

  In the sky, the once enormous body was about to completely disperse in the wind, when suddenly a cry of surprise came from below, and immediately everyone cried out in shock. They saw that inside the monster's corpse, although its flesh and bones had all dissolved, there was still a ball of black air that condensed and did not disperse, slowly rotating in mid-air. After a moment, the evil spirit's body finally completely disappeared, and the ball of black air also slowly dispersed, revealing the scene within.

  Suddenly, it was a young man's figure, exactly the beast god who had suddenly lost his trace. However, at this moment, the beast god looked no longer as elegant and carefree as before, but rather disheveled, especially the originally luxurious silk clothes on his body, which had somehow become tattered and worn out, and were blown away by the strong wind in the sky, turning into flying dust.

  In an instant, he was suddenly naked, but on his face, there seemed to be no expression of surprise or disappointment. On the contrary, his eyes gazed at the vast sword array in front of him, and he suddenly smiled, stretched out his body, stood in mid-air, and applauded: "Great, great!"

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren's face changed color, apparently he did not expect the beast god to be so difficult to defeat. Facing the previous formation, it was still able to withstand it, and at a glance, this person only had a paler complexion, with a more intense fatigue, and there were no other injuries. Looking around his body, there wasn't even a single wound.

  Underfoot, at this moment a sudden burst of noise, it was the many female disciples of Qingyun Mountain who had just come to their senses, their faces flushed red, not daring to look up at the sky again. On the contrary, in the sky above, the Beast God, although naked himself, seemed completely unbothered, as if the world had always been this way since its creation, walking about nonchalantly, only tightly staring at the ancient sword "Slaying the Immortal" held by Daoxuan True Person.

  Dao Xuan Zhenren coldly laughed and said, "If you surrender now, agree to abandon your evil ways, and restart your cultivation in the Qingyun Hou Shan Huan Yue Dong Fu, I can spare your life. Otherwise, under the sword of exterminating immortals, I won't leave a person like you with such a cruel nature alive!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, he held the ancient sword of slaying immortals in his hand and swung it lightly. Suddenly, the sword lights in the sky responded to it and shook together, with a majestic momentum. But at this moment, Daoxuan Zhenren's face suddenly flashed a hint of pain, although it was fleeting, but it had already fallen into the eyes of the Beast God.

  The beast god stood in mid-air, its eyes gleaming with an otherworldly light, yet a hint of a smile played on the corners of its mouth. In a soft tone, it said, "With such a ferocious and unparalleled divine sword, combined with the spiritual energy of the green mountains below, you've managed to hold out until now without showing any signs of decline. Indeed, you are no ordinary person."

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren's eyebrows furrowed and he said in a deep voice: "What do you mean by these words?"

  The beast god smiled but didn't answer, shaking his head and saying: "The ancient sword's evil spirit must have been born from the discordant energy of heaven and earth, and shares a common origin with me. How could I not know? You're forcing me to wield the sword and fight you, with an uncertain outcome, but it's likely that you'll be taken advantage of by the sword's energy. This kind of self-destructive behavior isn't something an ordinary person would do, so why must I say more?" The beast god sneered twice after saying this, then continued: "I advise you to abandon the sword as soon as possible. Otherwise, in the future, the sword spirit will backfire on you, and your fate will be a thousand times, ten thousand times worse than mine."

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren gazed at the beast god for a long time, suddenly shook his head and laughed loudly, with disdain in his eyes. He said: "You demons and evil Taoists, how can you understand the benevolent intentions of my Taoist family? Moreover, the true method of my Taoist family is the Supreme Divine Sword, how can your reckless words possibly comprehend it?"

  He let out a clear whistle, his arm shook, and the sword energy in the sky trembled. He said coldly: "Monster, accept your death!"

  The beast god sneered, with flames dancing in his eyes, and said fiercely: "Good, today I'll let you witness the power of my Southern Barbarian sorcery!"

  His words had just fallen, and the black energy was already born. From his skin, a black aura suddenly flashed, and in an instant, his originally fair skin had turned completely black like ink marks. Underneath his skin, countless small protrusions began to tremble as if they were alive, shaking non-stop.

  In the distant unknown land, the vast and desolate wilderness in all directions suddenly transmitted a low and muffled "thumping" sound, like a heartbeat, strange and unparalleled. And looking into the distance, outside the light of the sword array that was millions of feet away, the sky suddenly darkened, black clouds rushed in from all directions, quickly gathering around the Beast God's body.

  Daoxuan Zhenren's face was solemn and his whole body was on guard, staring at the strange change in front of him.

  Only to see in the midst of dark energy, a low and strange voice seemed to come from the depths of the underworld, getting faster and denser, making people feel their heartbeat accelerating involuntarily, faster and faster, until it seemed about to burst open. A small number of righteous disciples with lower cultivation levels were already unable to withstand, and could only sit on the ground, circulating their internal energy to desperately resist.

  In the midst of this, as the dark energy grew thicker, suddenly, a low, rumbling growl, like an evil beast's snarl, and also like an alien insect bursting out of its shell, everyone watched in shock as on the Beast God's pitch-black body, from his left arm, skin burst open, and beneath the skin, countless small protrusions jumped up and down, and slowly, another entity emerged, with fingers and a hand, resembling another arm, and this new arm was robust, far larger than its original arm, making it unimaginable how it could have stretched out of the original arm.

  But this was just the beginning, as a low rumbling sound echoed out, the Beast God's body seemed to burst open everywhere, and from within, new massive limbs were born. Before long, these newly born limbs also burst open, giving birth to even larger new limbs.

  The people on the top of Tongtian Peak were shocked and changed color, looking at each other in dismay. Such a strange and unparalleled magical technique was not only unseen but also unheard of. In the Middle-earth for thousands of years, countless classics had never recorded such a thrilling and astonishing technique.

  Even at this moment, the Dao Xuan True Person couldn't help but take a deep breath of cool air, staring in shock at the beast god in front of him, who had originally been an ordinary young boy. At this moment, he seemed to be constantly expanding, and when he finally stopped splitting, he stood towering in front of the Dao Xuan True Person, facing the Exterminating Immortal Sword Array, having transformed into a monstrous creature that was over 10 zhang tall with a thousand hands and a hundred heads.

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  Tongtian Peak rear mountain, Huan Yue Dongfu territory.

  At this moment, the purple gas column rising from the cave is still the same, without any signs of decline. From a distance, the gas column looks like a substance, with auspicious air steaming and majestic.

  At this moment, more than half of the sky was filled with the sword aura of the Exterminating Immortal Sword Formation. Even though they were far away from here, Gui Li and Lin Xingyu could still feel the surging power of the ancient sword exterminating immortals in the sky.

  With a slight tremble in his hand, Lin Xingyu sheathed the Dragon Slayer sword and withdrew his gaze from the sky. His heart was still reeling from the power of the ancient sword, Gu Jian Zhu Xian, and at the same time, his emotions had undergone a subtle change. Just moments before, he and Gui Liang had almost reached the point of engaging in a life-or-death battle, when suddenly the Zhu Xian sword array was activated, its aura overwhelming, and both men were stunned into stillness. Unbeknownst to each other, they both came to a halt.

  But speaking of which, I'm afraid the person standing in front of me is even more complicated at this moment. Lin Jingyu didn't know how he thought of it, and turned his head to look at Gui Li.

  That man, who seemed to have gone through all the hardships of life, silently gazed up at the sky, at the magnificent and breathtaking scenery.

  The world fell silent, and from afar came a gentle breeze that seemed to carry the whispers of years past. In the depths of my mind, a scene that had replayed countless times over the past decade still lingered, each recollection piercing my heart with sorrow.

  "Ding... ding... dong..."

  Faintly, like the soft tinkling of a wind chime in the gentle breeze, whose smiling face is turning back in the sound of the bell? The faint green figure and the warm, gentle body with a hint of residual warmth, heaven knows how many chilly and desolate nights it has warmed over the years.

  The deepest chill, rising from the heart, surged up to the head, chilling the heart and cooling the body, from fingertips to the depths of the heart. It seemed as if no pain could be felt anymore, yet suddenly realized that time had turned into a sharp blade, constantly cutting wounds at all times.

  But no blood was seen!

  "Bixiao..."

  He whispered a sentence, and his body began to tremble slightly. In the depths of his eyes, the dazzling brilliance of the countless sword lights in the sky was reflected, as if it were not a scene from the mortal world. The numerous sword lights that galloped horizontally, each one so elegant, were clearly visible, reminding him of memories from past years.

  That green figure, as if standing beside him, just like ten years ago, facing everyone, never backing down, never regretting!

  "Ah..."

  The ghost looked up at the sky and let out a long howl, its eyes wide open, its two hands clenched into fists, making a low "heh heh" sound.

  As if sensing its master's anger, the Soul Devourer slowly rose into the air. On its dark black surface, fine dark red stripes appeared one by one, like blood vessels, and were reflected in Gui Li's eyes, gradually dyeing his pupils a deep crimson color.

  "Clang!"

  The clear and melodious sword hum startled him, the ghostly figure slowly turned its head, and a pair of blood-red eyes saw Lin Xingyu's cold smile and disdainful expression in front.

  "You're indeed beyond salvation!" Lin Jingyu declared resolutely, "I should have known earlier that once you fell into the demonic path, it would be hard to turn back. Unfortunately, I still harbored old feelings and hoped for your return. No more, today on Mount Qingyun, we'll put an end to this!"

  The ghost stared at him for a long time, suddenly bursting into loud laughter, the sound of which gradually became mad and full of arrogant disdain.

  Lin Jingyu was enraged, and with a loud shout, he drew his sword. In an instant, the green light surged, and the dragon-slaying sword's blade seemed to transform into a blue dragon, rising into the air. In the blink of an eye, a strong gust of wind blew in front of the Huan Yue Cave, Lin Jingyu held his divine sword and flew up, his white clothes fluttering, looking handsome and elegant, truly like a dragon among men, floating above the world. However, at this moment, the fierce killing intent in his eyes seemed to be comparable to that of a malevolent spirit.

  Someone in mid-air, the dragon-slaying sword had already slashed down, although it was quite far away, but the sword's momentum came rushing forward like a green dragon, unstoppable, and shot out deep gullies on the ground, straight towards Gui Li.

  His face was still as ferocious and sinister as ever, but just as the green light was about to hit him, his body suddenly vanished like a ghost.

  The dragon-slaying sword slashed down, striking the spot where Gui Li had originally stood, instantly shattering the hard stone blocks on the ground and creating a massive crater. The next moment, Gui Li's eerie figure suddenly appeared in front of Lin Xingyu, one zhang away, as his Soul-Devouring Demon Rod burst forth with a loud crash, radiating a brilliant red glow that shot towards him like a whirlwind, its force so overwhelming that it left no room for mercy.

  Lin Jingyu was shocked but not chaotic, his body suddenly rose up, dodging the attack that seemed to be as fast as a thousand arrows. He turned around and rode his sword, already charging forward. The ghostly figure let out a long laugh, not dodging or evading, coming straight at him. The Soul Devouring Sword flew back into his hand like lightning, heading towards Lin Jingyu.

  Two childhood playmates now glared at each other with deadly intent, locked in a struggle of life and death.

  Like an arrow off the string, they collided in mid-air!

  In an instant, a fierce gale erupted around them, with the two people in mid-air as its center. Invisible sound waves surged outward, and the nearby trees were uprooted and flew backward. In the eye of the storm, both faces flashed with a hint of pain, and on Gui Li's face, a faint golden glow flickered.

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  This happened after the duel at Tongtian Peak, and as the wind blew across the mountains, it spread to distant places. By now, it was barely audible, let alone in this world where people were busy with their own affairs, who would still care about them?

  In the sky, there is an even more important battle!

  In the crowd, for some reason, Lu Xueqi suddenly felt a jolt, and her face showed a somewhat strange expression with a faint golden light flashing across. She turned back in shock, her body slightly stiff, gazing into the distance, where the distant and desolate rear mountain was located...