Unlike the earth-shaking, heaven-stirring great battle and fierce fighting of Mount Front, the battle between Gui Li and Lin Jingyu, two childhood friends, was much smaller in scale than the former, but its intensity seemed to surpass it.

  Who would have thought that the two men, once as close as brothers, would end up like this? Their figures suddenly scattered and clashed, sweeping around the Fantian Cave Mansion like a stormy rain. All the trees fell down, either uprooted or snapped in half. Even the hard earth was transformed by their incredibly powerful magic, becoming pockmarked with deep pits and shattered rocks everywhere.

  If only the power of Taoist practice is considered, Gui Li's mastery of several authentic techniques and his study of the three-volume demonic scripture "Tian Shu" make his power already far beyond that of ordinary practitioners. He is almost on par with the top figures in the world today. Even someone as talented as Lin Jingyu can't compare to him.

  At this moment, the two were fighting, and for some reason, they were evenly matched. If we analyze the reasons, there are only two: first, Lin Jingyu's personality was extremely fierce, and in the past decade of following the mysterious old man in the ancestral temple to cultivate, he had learned a set of techniques that perfectly complemented his nature - the bold and unyielding swordsmanship that brought out his inner potential. With his natural talent and the unstoppable momentum of the Dragon-Slaying Sword, his combat strength was actually higher than his actual cultivation level. At this moment, with anger filling his chest, every sword strike was fatal, almost as if he were the legendary Wan Jianyi from a hundred years ago, unstoppable in his momentum.

  While Gui Li's cultivation was high and his foundation solid, he had a weakness that always restricted him. In the past, he simultaneously cultivated the Qingyunmen Taoist "Taiji Xuanqing Dao" true method and the Tianyin Temple Buddhist "Mahavairocana", which conflicted with each other, resulting in slow progress. Although he later managed to learn the Heavenly Book's outline by luck, allowing him to integrate these two extraordinary methods and greatly advance his cultivation, his foundation had already been replaced by the demonic teachings of the "Heavenly Book".

  This "Tian Shu" has profound and abstruse techniques, but it also has a major drawback. Although the overall outline is there, the Daoist methods in the book are not complete within the three volumes. Every time one practices to a critical point, there will be a broken or incomplete part, like walking on a flat road, suddenly encountering an abyss or cliff blocking the way forward, unable to proceed. Wanting to take another route, but again there is no path to follow. Such cases are not rare, and even in recent years, the backlash of the "Xue Huan" pearl has been difficult for Gui Lian to resist, mostly due to this reason. As a result, Gui Lian's cultivation has been unable to fully develop.

  However, the Ghostly Severing Technique was a powerful and extraordinary technique that could not be underestimated. Although the Heavenly Book's unique skills were incomplete, they were still the most extraordinary and mysterious techniques since the creation of heaven and earth, with many wonders beyond human imagination.

  The two fought fiercely for a long time, but eventually, Gui Lie gradually gained the upper hand. The Blood Devouring Bead emitted a crimson glow, its blood energy surging like a venomous snake swallowing and spitting out, slowly suppressing the blue light of the Dragon Slashing Sword.

  Lin Jingyu was shocked and angry, although for ten years, Gui Li had turned against the Qingyun and joined the demonic sect, becoming an enemy of the righteous path. However, he had never directly clashed with Qingyun before, and Lin Jingyu had always been cultivating in the ancestral temple. So, although they had met once in the southwestern deadly swamp, it could be said that they had never fought each other before. In Lin Jingyu's heart, Gui Li was still half the impression of Zhang Xiaofan from back then.

  From childhood to adulthood, from Caomiao Village to Qingyun Mountain, Lin Jingyu was not inferior to Zhang Xiaofan in any way. Although he had always regarded Zhang Xiaofan as a brother in his heart, unconsciously, with his proud personality since childhood, he looked down on Zhang Xiaofan in many things. And for many years, things were indeed as he thought, Zhang Xiaofan was not as smart as him, not as handsome as him, and when they went to Qingyun Mountain, many masters rushed to take him as a disciple, but no one paid attention to Zhang Xiaofan. Later, the two of them parted ways, Lin Jingyu went to Longshou Peak, and Zhang Xiaofan went to Dazhu Peak, their Taoist cultivation was even farther apart.

  In all these situations, Lin Xingyu was always stronger than Zhang Xiaofan. However, during the Seven Veins Gathering at Qingyun Mountain, Zhang Xiaofan somehow got lucky and broke into the top four, while Lin Xingyu himself encountered his senior brother Qi Huan and lost. Although he felt a bit depressed in his heart, he thought that everyone knew the reason for it at the time, so Lin Xingyu's thoughts didn't change much. All along, he had regarded Zhang Xiaofan as a younger brother, and whenever Zhang Xiaofan was bullied, he would stand up for him, just like taking care of an incompetent younger brother.

  Until today's decisive battle, life and death were at stake. Lin Jingyu was shocked to discover that the person who had always been below him had unknowingly surpassed him.

  A surge of nameless anger suddenly ignited from his heart, and Lin Xingyu's handsome face turned somewhat ferocious. His proud temperament had only one drawback - he was too prone to extremes, and for a moment, he couldn't accept this fact.

  Emerald light flashes, like a proud dragon's fierce howl, enraged and counterattacks.

  In the midst of the fierce battle, the two purple energy columns spinning around them had grown several times thicker than before due to the destruction of the Heavenly Mechanism Seal. The surging purple color had already enveloped both of them. Lin Xingyu was at a disadvantage, but suddenly launched a counterattack, his sword momentum like a tsunami crashing down, causing Gui Li to be shocked. He watched as Lin Xingyu's body moved with his sword, each strike swift and powerful, although extremely formidable, it was clear that he had abandoned all concern for his own safety, fighting with a desperate ferocity.

  The ghost's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and it had been a while since the two began to fight. Perhaps because this place was the sacred land of Qingyun Mountain, and also due to the purple gas column triggered by the ancient sword of Xian, the initial anger in Gui Lie's heart did not control his mind as usual, but instead slowly dissipated with his pure skill, and Gui Lie's mind gradually cleared up.

  It was just the sky above, that was the sword array of Zhuxian, for ten years he had thought about it day and night, it was truly etched in his mind. The figure of Biyao was also constantly flashing before his eyes, causing him both physical and emotional pain. And now, this person in front of him, after regaining his clarity, Guili thought back to the many years of friendship they had shared, and at this moment, his anger was mostly caused by himself. Thinking back to the old man in the ancestral hall earlier, Guili felt a bit ashamed. As a result, he gradually lost the desire to fight.

  He let out a long sigh, and under his frustration and anxiety, Gui Li no longer had the heart to continue fighting. He just felt that at this moment and in this place, he was really suffering unbearably, and wanted to leave. In his heart, there was even more pain and nostalgia, and he wished he could turn around and immediately return to Hu Qi Shan, see Bi Yao's appearance, and tell her about it.

  Just then, Lin Xingyu's sword came out of thin air, sharp and swift, with a green glow like lightning, piercing the sky. Gui Li's face sank, retreating three steps, the Soul-Devouring Demon Rod chopped down on top of the Dragon-Slaying Sword's blade.

  Lin Jingyu's body shook violently, and he felt a strange and unparalleled aura of bloodthirstiness emanating from the black rod that resembled a fire poker. At the same time, there was an eerie suction force that stirred up his vital energy, causing it to surge outward uncontrollably.

  Lin Jingyu was shocked and pale, knowing that it was the most evil and ominous treasure in Gui Li's hands. However, he was bold and fearless, advancing instead of retreating. His sword, like a dragon rising from the depths, struck straight at Gui Li's face, disregarding his own chest being wide open.

  The ghost's eyes flashed, and at this moment, if he made a move, although he would inevitably suffer serious injuries, he had a 100% chance of killing Lin Jingyu. However, looking at that familiar face, the ghost's mind suddenly flashed back to the images of him and Lin playing together in the past, followed by Bi Yao's face.

  How many people in this world are precious to me and still alive?

  It was as if he was mocking himself, and with a faint bitter smile, he asked himself to withdraw the Soul-Devouring Rod, and this crisis that had arisen out of nowhere, suddenly vanished into thin air. However, his bitter smile seemed like ridicule in Lin Jingyu's eyes, which further fueled his anger.

  At this moment, the ghostly figure hovering in mid-air suddenly shook his body and looked far away. A white figure flashed over like lightning, and when he saw the situation here clearly, that person also seemed to be greatly shocked. On a stunningly beautiful face, there was an expression of surprise, joy, and sorrow, and even his voice trembled slightly:

  "It's really you..."

  It's Lu Xueqi.

  On her snow-white cheeks, at some unknown time, for the first time in her life, two pearls of tears quietly fell in front of others.

  That man, staring at himself in astonishment, slowly falling in mid-air, such a familiar face, how many years of deep and unforgettable longing?

  At first thought he was already dead, but it was a kind of sorrow and pain, if not for the presence of outsiders at this moment, I would have rushed into his arms and cried bitterly.

  Who is willing to be lonely for life?

  Who wants to spend their days alone?

  If it weren't for being deeply in love and unable to help oneself, how could one's feelings be so cold as frost after a hundred twists and turns?

  The ghost seemed to have stiffened a bit, opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but no words came out. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Lin Xingyu behind him did not stop his hand, the dragon-slaying sword was like wind and fire, and with a loud shout, it swept over again.

  Ghostly fierce suddenly woke up, turned over to meet the enemy, but had already lost the first opportunity. Seeing the blue light shining in his eyes, he was about to rush forward. Ghostly fierce's face was filled with a strong aura, and the blood beads instantly turned red.

  Just at this critical moment, suddenly, as if memories of some time ago, faintly awoke again.

  A white hand stretched out from beside him, grasping Jie's wrist. Jie's body trembled, and suddenly the strength in his body seemed to have disappeared completely. A surge of passion that was about to burst forth from the deepest part of his heart rushed up to his head, buzzing loudly in his mind. He turned around abruptly, and a "Biyao" was about to be shouted out of his mouth.

  He was stunned and stopped in his tracks, and standing in front of him, dressed in white, was none other than Lu Xueqi.

  "Hmph..."

  Like a phoenix crying in the ninth heaven, clear and pleasant to the ear, the Tianjue divine sword flowed like autumn water, coming out of its scabbard. The unstoppable dragon-slaying sword was blocked, and Lu Xueqi also stood in front of Gui Li's body.

  That delicate and beautiful face, with infinite tenderness, yet what does it have to do with this world?

  Lin Jingyu angrily shouted: "Lu Shimei, have you gone mad?"

  Lu Xueqi's body shook, as if she had woken up from a dream. Then, she silently turned her head, gazing at Gui Li, with a dazed and gentle beauty in her eyes. She smiled lightly and slowly let go of Gui Li's hand.

  "Ah, I've gone mad......" Lu Xueqi smiled eerily, her eyes seeming to hold only a ghostly appearance, and said in a low voice: "I must have gone mad long ago!"

  The ghost's face was stern and silent, with a hint of pain flashing across his face, before he lowered his head in silence.

  Lin Jingyu was shocked, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

  At this moment, a shocking and earth-shaking loud noise suddenly came from the sky, and the mountain range was violently shaken. Even with their three people's cultivation, they were also unstable on their feet.

  The three of them were shocked and looked up at the sky, only to see that the catastrophic disaster above the blue clouds had finally reached its final moment.

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  Intense white light, dazzling to the eyes, and no one could see clearly the figure in the halo of light. People only saw that the brilliant light in the sky illuminated the entire sky, even the sun on the horizon finally lost its color.

  Across the entire sky, the once magnificent sword array of the Exterminating Immortal Sword Formation now only had a single main sword left, but the implicit might it contained seemed to surpass even the countless swords that filled the sky. More and more intense white light shot out from Dao Xuan's radiant aura onto the main sword, causing its color to change from seven colors to a single color, from pure white to an even purer white, with a radiance of ten thousand meters, as if it was about to shatter the heavens and depart.

  In the midst of a raging storm, the Beast God stood atop the clouds, gazing at the sword that shouldn't have existed in the mortal realm. A hint of bewilderment flickered across his ferocious face.

  In the gaze of countless people, in the cheers that seemed like a carnival, the huge and intense divine sword slowly moved, turned its head, and faced the Beast God. In just an instant, the black air around the Beast God was pushed back several meters by this white light that seemed to be born as its natural enemy.

  In the depths of the white light, it seemed as if someone was breathing deeply, their voice hoarse like a fierce beast growling, a trapped animal roaring.

  The beast god stared intently at the divine sword and the white light in front of him, and after a long time, he suddenly burst out laughing. His voice was originally hoarse and unpleasant to hear, and now it was even more ear-piercing as he laughed loudly, causing everyone who heard him to turn their heads in surprise.

  The beast god burst out laughing, his expression manic, as if there was something in the world that he found utterly ridiculous. However, in the end, he just laughed maniacally and didn't say another word.

  Above the horizon, the fierce wind grew more and more mournful, and the prestige of the Exterminating Immortal Sword also grew greater. It was unknown when it started, but it seemed as if a certain voice came from the Heavenly Court and the Netherworld, quietly chanting mysterious incantations that began to reverberate between heaven and earth.

  That fierce white light suddenly rose into the air and landed on the hilt of the Xian-slaying sword, which shone with a million rays. Almost at the same time, the Xian-slaying sword array was activated, like a force that could break through the sky. The wild sword swooped down, seemingly slow, but in the heavens and on earth, it seemed as if there was no place to hide.

  Kill the gods when you meet them, punish the immortals when you meet them!

  Today is even more so, nothing has this kind of momentum.

  The winds swept away the remaining clouds, dispersing them in all directions. No one knew what was going through the Beast God's mind as he faced the Heaven-Punishing Sword at this moment.

  He didn't show the slightest fear, nor did he have any intention of retreating. Instead, he charged forward, his massive body leaping into the air, and flew straight towards the Exterminating Immortal Sword.

  The heavens seemed to be silent, the vast expanse was holding its breath, people stared blankly at the sky above, black and white colors traversed the sky, colliding with a loud crash!

  No one can describe the scene at that time, the sky was collapsing and the earth was cracking. The Qingyun Mountain range shook three times in one day, this time being the most severe. In the towering cliffs of the mountain peaks, countless cracks suddenly appeared, and countless giant rocks fell from the mountainside, dropping down. Inside the icy pool of Bishui on Tongtian Peak, the water was even more turbulent, with waves surging up several meters high out of thin air, on what was originally a smooth surface.

  On the top of Qingyun Mountain, the people of Zhengdao and the remaining beast demons were all silent as cicadas in winter. Especially those beast demons that were neither beasts nor demons, they were even more frightened at this moment, frantically howling and wildly barking.

  But all this is nothing compared to the spectacular scene in the sky, and no one will pay attention to it.

  A gigantic sword of exterminating immortals traversed the sky, descending with a loud rumble. Wherever it passed, only the sound of air being torn apart could be heard, and everything in its path was reduced to nothing but ash and smoke, leaving no trace behind. On the outer edge of the crazy sword's blade, a faint red glow could be seen around the white light, it was unclear whether it was due to the intense friction with the air or if the crazy sword itself was too extreme.

  That sword came crashing down, the Beast God let out a long howl to the heavens, all his arms converged in front of his chest, his eyes wide open, at the moment when the Exterminating Heaven Sword stabbed down, suddenly a surge of black energy erupted, his strange hands stretched and contracted, amidst the thunderous roar of a heavenly clap of thunder, he actually managed to grab hold of this sword that could split the heavens.

  In an instant, heaven and earth were shocked.

  However, only a white light burst forth, with a brilliant radiance of ten thousand feet, and the massive Heaven-Slaying Sword actually emitted a rumbling thunderous sound, as it slowly inserted itself between dozens of black hands that were like iron hoops.

  An inch, another inch, and yet another inch.

  One black hand after another was slowly engulfed and dispersed by the intense white light, that mad sword looked like a supreme evil god at this moment, baring its teeth and claws, taking lives, with endless killing intent, little by little it pierced into the beast god's chest.

  Dark energy flashed, a fierce howl rose to the sky, black blood splattered out, and the Xian-slaying sword finally plunged into the Beast God's chest, slowly sinking in. A brilliant white light flickered intensely, like lightning flashing across the horizon, striking the Beast God's skin.

  Skin and flesh, quietly withering away, the massive body, as if it's also starting to become empty and ethereal, about to be shattered into nothingness by this earth-shocking power. The beast god's eyes grew weaker and weaker, ultimately unable to withstand this peerless divine sword.

  Only to see his body under the sword of exterminating immortals, getting smaller and smaller, but somehow, as if the power was colliding and consuming each other, with the beast god's body gradually shrinking, the originally huge main sword of exterminating immortals also began to shrink, only that ball of light was still so bright and dazzling.

  This situation continued until the beast god finally returned to its normal human form, and after a brief envelopment in black air, it dispersed with a loud bang. Everyone saw clearly that he had transformed back into that young boy's appearance, but at this moment his face was deathly pale, his hair disheveled, and it was clear that the outcome was already decided.

  What's more important is that almost at the same time as the black air dissipated, the Xian killing sword also dispersed, but the light condensed in front of the beast god, flickering constantly, and finally gathered between the two, transforming into a Xian ancient sword that seemed to be made of stone but not stone, and jade but not jade, inserted horizontally in the chest of the beast god.

  The figure of Dao Xuan Zhen Ren slowly emerged from the light, but his face was no longer as elegant and refined as it once was, instead becoming rugged and menacing, with a crimson glow in his eyes.

  The beast god panted heavily, coughing constantly, his lips trembling slightly as he looked down at his chest.

  The sword of slaying immortals was stuck in his heart, and the fresh blood flowing out from the middle was not red.

  He smiled wretchedly and let out a long sigh, saying: "Unbelievable... unbelievable..."

  Suddenly, as soon as the sound fell, he clasped his hands together. At this moment, his body had returned to its normal human form, and his arms were straight like a normal person. But with this clasp, the Exterminating Immortal Ancient Sword was sandwiched between his palms. Instantly, only black energy surged in, pouring directly into the blade of the ancient sword.

  "Crack!"

  A low, almost inaudible voice suddenly came from the blade of the Exterminating Immortal Sword. Dao Xuan's expression changed greatly as he hastily looked over and saw that a clear rift had appeared on the sword, stretching across it horizontally.

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren's shocking move was not trivial, and with a loud roar, he exerted all his strength to pull out the sword. Almost simultaneously, as the ancient sword of exterminating immortals left the beast god's chest, it seemed that a severe pain struck its heart, and the beast god also let out a loud roar, its voice mournful and shrill, and its entire body flew backwards into the air.

  At this moment, Dao Xuan Zhenren only felt that the air and blood in his mind were surging like a shocking wave, a killing aura was rolling back and forth as if it wanted to burst out of his chest. However, he had a deep cultivation base and knew that no matter what, he couldn't let the tiger return to the mountain. Moreover, he had forcefully opened the Heavenly Mechanism Seal, and the spiritual energy of the earth's pulse was too strong, which had already put too much burden on the ancient sword Zhan Xian. Just now, it was even more damaged by the demon beast's dying blow, leaving a crack behind.

  Just as he was about to catch up, he suddenly felt a surge of immense power transmitted from the sword, piercing through his brain and instantly breaking through the meridians and acupoints that he had cultivated for hundreds of years. In an instant, his body trembled violently, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices. His body shook twice, and with a loud cry, the ancient sword in his hand loosened, and he fell from the clouds.

  This shocking scene made the people below look dizzy and stunned, but suddenly they saw a drastic change, the beast god was seriously injured and escaped, while Dao Xuan True Person suddenly fainted, and the scene immediately became chaotic.

  At that time, some people went to chase the Beast God, while others rushed forward to rescue Dao Xuan Zhenren. Some young disciples woke up from their shock and suddenly discovered that there were still countless beast demons on Tongtian Peak, staring blankly. They immediately killed them, but how could the beast demons be willing to surrender? At that time, Tongtian Peak was once again filled with the sound of killing.

  In the midst of this chaos, someone suddenly shouted out in alarm, their voice urgent and flustered, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in their life: "The Exterminating Immortal Sword... where has the Exterminating Immortal Sword fallen to?..."

  In an instant, Tongtian Peak was in a great commotion again, with countless people like headless flies, making a big fuss.

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  Back mountain boundary.

  The purple gas pillar inside the Xuan Yue Dong Fu slowly dissipated, leaving only a wisp of auspicious air that refused to disperse. The scene at the horizon just now was shocking and thrilling, and all three of them were stunned into stupidity.

  It wasn't until now that they came back to their senses.

  Lin Jingyu took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and coldly said to Lu Xueqi: "Lu Shimei, what do you want to do? Are you also going to betray the sect?"

  Lu Xueqi was shocked, opened her mouth as if to say something, but then turned her head to look at Gui Li, and ultimately didn't say anything.

  The ghost gave her a deep look, and the two locked eyes, as if they both saw into each other's hearts...

  The ghost smiled and turned around, facing Lin Jingyu, standing in front of Lu Xueqi again.

  Lu Xueqi gazed at the figure from behind, her eyes sparkling with complex and inexplicable emotions.

  Lin Jingyu smiled coldly and was about to take action when suddenly a sharp whistling sound came from the sky, rushing towards them.

  All three were shocked, took a step back, and saw an object falling from the sky, seemingly slow but actually fast. With a "thud", it landed on the ground, and the originally extremely hard stone slab was deeply inserted into it like tofu.

  This is a long sword, with an unusual texture, like stone but not stone, in an ancient style. Only on the blade of the sword, which has a fine crack, are two words clearly carved:

  Slay the immortal!