The ancient sword of the Immortal Slayer didn't budge. In that instant, it seemed as if everyone held their breath, yet the scene was eerily quiet.

  No sound, no roar, the ghostly gaze looked like a thousand-pound soul-devouring magic stick smashing down, but after hitting the Exterminating Immortal Ancient Sword, it suddenly became as silent as if it had fallen into a cotton pile.

  A loud shout erupted, and figures darted out from the end of the forest, with the elders of Qingyun Gate appearing one by one, flying over like wind and lightning. However, they only saw that the ancient sword was actually in Gui Lie's hand, causing everyone's face to change drastically. After a moment, more and more people from Qingyun Gate gathered around, and in this chaotic situation, no one cared about the original prohibitions, and they all rushed into what was originally the forbidden land of Qingyun Gate. Among them were Xiao Zhufeng Wenmin and others, who also changed their faces when they saw Gui Lie on the scene. Wenmin and other women from Xiao Zhufeng immediately saw Lu Xueqi weakly falling to one side, and hurried over to help her up.

  It was as if the attention of the crowd had disturbed something, and the ancient sword that killed the immortal, still held in Gui Li's hand, had undergone a change on its blade.

  The originally rough and somewhat coarse blade, which was neither stone nor jade, had a fine crack on its surface. Due to the ghost's fierce strike earlier, it now seemed to have expanded by several parts. However, at this moment, from within that fine crack, a faint, eerie red glow began to emanate, as if the fresh blood that had been absorbed earlier was coming back to life, slowly surging deep within the blade.

  Just like the originally calm sea, gradually rising waves, brewing an unbeatable storm, shrouding heaven and earth!

  Silence, silence... Everyone saw the change in the Exterminating Immortal Sword, but no one knew what to do. The front of the Huan Yue Dong Fu was eerily quiet, with everyone holding their breath in anticipation.

  But whose heartbeat is quietly throbbing?

  Gui Li felt his mouth a bit dry, subconsciously wanting to loosen the Xian, but in the next moment, he found that the energy around him seemed to have completely disappeared in an instant. A familiar yet distant feeling re-emerged within his body, and this feeling was what his enemy feared most.

  His body's vital energy was slowly boiling and surging, and it seemed to be trending towards flowing outwards, with the direction being exactly the Xian-exterminating ancient sword in his hand. He appeared to have understood something, using all his might to try and loosen his grip on the Xian-exterminating ancient sword, but his hands were powerless, while the Xian-exterminating ancient sword seemed like an awakened evil demon at this moment, tightly grasping him and refusing to let go. Even the Soul-devouring demonic rod on his right hand was currently tightly stuck onto the blade of the Xian-exterminating ancient sword.

  On the blade of the ancient sword, a fine line gradually turned from pale to deep red. At the same time, as if blood was flowing through blood vessels, a faint bloody color began to spread from the fine line, rapidly flowing past the two sides of the blade. The ancient sword's blade was slowly covered in a crimson hue.

  Everyone was stunned, including the seasoned elders. At this moment, everyone knew that something was wrong, but no one knew what had happened and what to do next.

  That ancient sword, as if completely ignoring people's concerns, continued its transformation. The faint blood color finally dyed the entire blade red. An originally ancient and simple sword had transformed into a strange and mysterious blood-red sword. The sword's light was dimly red, slowly flowing and turning, like the awakening gaze of a reborn devil, slowly coming to life, gazing at the surrounding objects.

  The atmosphere in the field was as if it had solidified, until that man holding the Exterminating Immortal suddenly burst out with a heart-wrenching scream.

  "Ah!......"

  That sound was so shrill that almost everyone was startled, and their attention immediately focused on Gui Lie. At this time, Gui Lie's face turned pale, his whole body trembling non-stop, the skin of his hands and feet that were not covered by clothes began to shrink rapidly and obviously, gradually becoming dry and withered. At the same time, a strange, soft whistling sound came from the ancient sword, the red glow grew brighter, and people with sharp eyes had already seen that from Gui Lie's left hand holding the ancient sword, there were faintly visible red threads being absorbed into the blade of the sword.

  The scene was extremely eerie, where was the slightest bit of Qingyunmen's righteous and upright aura? Everyone present was shocked, but no one moved.

  Except for Lu Xueqi.

  The woman was originally leaning weakly in her senior sister Wen Mian's arms, but at this moment, she suddenly struggled up, as if wanting to pounce on Gui Li and the ancient sword that could slay gods. Wen Mian was shocked and quickly pulled her back. Lu Xueqi struggled for a few moments before her body finally went limp, despite her face being anxious and eager to shout something. She looked around but closed her mouth dejectedly, leaning against Wen Mian's concerned arms, her eyes deep and fixed on that man.

  After tossing and turning, thinking a thousand times, and being heartbroken, I ended up watching him die such a miserable death right in front of me?

  She burst into tears!

  Finally couldn't care less about the gaze of others outside of his circle.

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  The red light on the Exterminating Immortal Ancient Sword is getting stronger and stronger, while the situation of Gui Li is getting worse and worse. Now anyone can see that under the "Divine Might" of the Exterminating Immortal Ancient Sword, this evil demon, the greatest threat to the Orthodox path, has reached the brink of death. Perhaps this is also because the divine sword is communicating with the spirits and casting a spell to eliminate the demons!

  Many people have this thought in their minds, but they are completely unwilling to think about it, and wonder if this idea is reasonable or not!

  The demon king wouldn't have thought of it, nor did he have the leisure to think about what others were thinking at this moment. At this moment, he was struggling in front of the Ghost Gate, and the suction power on the ancient sword of exterminating immortals was getting stronger and stronger, even surpassing the situation when he was young and met the Blood Devouring Pearl behind the big bamboo peak. It's just that his cultivation and Taoism had long since surpassed that of the young man back then, which is why he could barely hold on until now. However, he also knew that he couldn't hold on for much longer.

  The strange and mysterious power of the ancient sword to absorb and nullify is similar to that of the Blood-Drinking Bead, but it also has its differences. Compared to the Blood-Drinking Bead, the power of the Demon-Slaying Sword is greater, and unlike the Blood-Drinking Bead which only absorbs fresh blood, the ancient sword also absorbs the true yuan energy that Jie Xiu has cultivated over the years within his body.

  In Jie's eyes at this moment, the ancient sword of exterminating immortals in front of him was emitting a blood-red glow, vaguely like an evil demon opening its bloody mouth to devour him.

  Is this how it ends?

  In the moment before he fell unconscious, this thought flashed through his mind.

  A warm air burst forth from his heart, a pure Yang energy that spread throughout his meridians. His entire body shook, and for an instant, his mind cleared. With a loud roar, he exhausted all the cultivation of his life, and his vital energy surged out. In his mind, it was like lightning flashing and thunder booming. The three volumes of the Heavenly Book flashed before his eyes, and on his face, the three energies of blue, gold, and red simultaneously rose up, although they were not very bright, he regained his vitality.

  The Great Brahma's wisdom was spread across the meridians, and the true law of Buddhism was firmly guarded. Even if the ancient sword of exterminating immortals was about to strike, it would still be delayed for a moment. Taking advantage of this brief pause, the Taiji Xuanqing Dao became the path, and the ghostly energy in Gu Jie's right hand suddenly increased by twice its size. A dark red glow flashed across, passing from his arm into the Soul-Devouring Magic Rod. However, just as he was about to counterattack and escape, the ancient sword of exterminating immortals once again broke through the Great Brahma's defenses. In an instant, Gu Jie's entire body became paralyzed, unable to move. The clarity in his mind also dimmed once more.

  At this moment, Gui Li's face was dry and withered, almost indistinguishable from a dead man. Song Daren and others who had some friendship with Zhang Xiaofan turned their heads away, unable to bear looking at him again.

  Just at this moment, when the situation seemed to have been settled, the Soul-Devouring Rod in Gui Li's hand suddenly lit up. The dark blue glow slowly churned and surged, as if it was slowly waking up from a deep sleep. The Blood-Drinking Bead at the tip of the rod once again shone with an eerie red light, and within the bead, something unprecedented happened - under the dark blue glow and the blood-red threads, a golden Buddhist mantra began to emerge.

  Buddha, Tao, and Devil Three Gates True Law, at this moment, suddenly appeared in the ghostly fierce death struggle, merged into one.

  The Blood Devouring Bead grew brighter, its strange and resplendent light flashing incessantly. Then the entire Soul Devouring Rod lit up, as if shouting something. A moment later, another muffled sound came from the connection between the Soul Devouring Rod and the Exterminating Immortal Sword.

  It wasn't until then that people noticed again that, apart from Gui Li's left hand, the Soul Devourer in his right hand was still on top of Zhuxian, and hadn't fallen off.

  The eerie glow on the Blood Bead grew brighter, and the three-colored thorns rotated slowly, emitting a low, distant voice that sounded like an ancient evil god's murmur:

  "Wooo... Wooo... Wooo..."

  A red aura, crystal clear and translucent, was first drawn out from the sword scar on the ancient sword of Xian, absorbed into the Soul Devouring Rod, swirling inside the Blood Devouring Pearl. It seemed to still be resisting, but soon it became apparent that it had been suppressed and tamed by the strange aura within the pearl. It slowly transformed into a faint red color, with about half being assimilated by the Soul Devouring Rod, while most of it was re-infused back into Jie's body through the rod.

  This strange change had started and never stopped, constantly absorbing the red gas from the ancient sword of slaying immortals. As more and more red gas was absorbed, the enhanced Soul Devouring Light grew stronger, while Gu Lian's face, which had been replenished, gradually recovered its color, and his skin regained its original state, revealing a subtle warm glow.

  The red mang on the ancient sword of exterminating immortals was dazzling with a bright red light at its peak, but now it seems to be unable to withstand the suction power of the Blood Devouring Pearl and is slowly dimming. On the other hand, the Soul-Devouring Demon Rod is becoming increasingly brighter. The people around Qingyun Gate are not blind, and most of them have already seen that something is wrong. It's clear that Gui Lian, this demon, has secretly cast some kind of dark magic again, and the ancient sword of exterminating immortals seems to be unable to withstand it.

  After a burst of noise, several people in the crowd suddenly shouted and threw out several magical treasures that shot towards Gui Li. At this moment, Gui Li was fully focused on fighting against the Xian Jian sword, and didn't notice the commotion around him at all, let alone react to it. A moment later, these magical treasures all landed squarely on Gui Li's back.

  The demon's body shook violently, and his blood surged up, causing a mouthful of fresh blood to spurt out, landing directly on the Ancient Sword of Extermination. The sword had originally fallen silent, but suddenly, with this burst of blood, it flashed a brilliant red light, and its power began to surge once more. Ghostly Demonic felt it in tandem with his own body, and though he couldn't attend to the severe injuries on his back, he could already sense the Ancient Sword's incredibly strange and powerful suction force suddenly intensifying within him.

  His heart was like a flash of lightning, and he knew that this moment was the line between life and death. If he let Xian regain his momentum, he feared that he would have no more opportunities and would end up being sucked dry. Thinking of this, he let out a loud roar, no longer caring about anything, using all his strength, his entire life's cultivation, with the just-understood three-gate true method divine ability, to strike back with all his might.

  The people around did not see Ghostly Cruelty make any move, but only saw him suffer the blows of several magical artifacts, spitting out fresh blood. The ancient sword of Exterminating Immortals shook with a red glow, and it seemed that it was about to shine brightly at that moment. Suddenly, a loud and sharp crash burst forth between Ghostly Cruelty and Exterminating Immortals, accompanied by several cracking sounds of bones breaking and shattering. Ghostly Cruelty's entire body was struck out by an enormous and mysterious force, like an arrow leaving the bowstring, flying over the heads of the crowd, and falling far away into a distant forest.

  The crowd of Qingyunmen was shocked and stunned, and they all stood still in their tracks. After a while, someone suddenly came to their senses and shouted: "Hurry up and chase him! We can't let that demon get away!"

  One word alerted the crowd, and instantly countless people chased in the direction where Gui Lian fell. Everyone present saw clearly that Gui Lian was severely injured in the battle with Zhu Xian Ancient Sword, and this was the perfect opportunity to kill him.

  As they watched, the people around them suddenly took to the air and chased after, but only Dazhu Peak and Xiaozhu Peak were left standing in a daze. Song Daren and others did not know whether to chase or not, and if they chased, they could not bear it. On the other hand, Wen Mian's side was a burst of exclamation, and it turned out that Lu Xueqi had already fainted.

  At that moment when all the girls at Xiaozhu Peak were busy rescuing Lu Xueqi, a very faint sound suddenly came out amidst the chaotic noise.

  Although the sound was faint, it somehow seemed to be as sharp as a fine needle, piercing into the heart of every Qingyunmen disciple present. It was like the sound of something quietly breaking, coming from the ancient sword that slew immortals beside them.

  Everyone's face suddenly lost its blood color, as if that faint sound was the echo of the end of the world. They slowly turned their heads, as if this movement would consume all their strength.

  Under the gaze of everyone, that legendary sword of exterminating immortals, quietly stuck in the stone slab on the ground, from the ancient sword blade's already enlarged fine mark, once again, emitted a faint and tiny cracking sound.

  The crack slowly grew larger, spreading slowly but irresistibly in all directions on the ancient and once sacred blade of the sword, until the Exterminating Sword let out a groan once again.

  Bang!

  With a soft crackling sound, the half of the sword blade together with the hilt fell to the ground, while the other half of the sword blade remained stuck in the earth.

  In an instant, everyone was stunned, breathless, and their minds went completely blank...

  Slay the immortal!

  Slaying Immortal Sword!

  It's broken...

  The sky was clear and bright, with a brilliant sun shining down. Suddenly, a loud clap of thunder boomed through the air, shaking the earth. In an instant, dark clouds gathered from all directions, rolling in with great momentum. The sky quickly changed color, turning dark and foreboding as black clouds hung low over the mountain peaks.

  A strong wind arose, sand and stones flew about, accompanied by a sudden rainstorm, thunder boomed, the heavens roared, the fierce wind and heavy rain poured down in torrents.

  This vast heaven and earth seems to be crying in pain!

  It was night, heaven and earth wailed, the divine sword snapped!

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  The icy rain hit his face like a knife, making him feel numb and cold all over. He couldn't help but let out a low hum as he stood in the woods.

  A heavy downpour has been going on for a whole hour, showing no signs of weakening. Although it's still daytime, the dark clouds are low-hanging and shrouding the sky, making it as dark as night, so much so that you can't see your fingers when you stretch out your hand.

  It's fortunate that the ghost was severely injured, relying on this sudden storm to temporarily avoid the pursuit of Qingyun Gate. However, that battle with the Exterminating Immortal Sword was particularly strange, especially the final blow. The sword's counterattack force was overwhelming, directly striking into his body and shattering half of his ribcage. At this moment, the broken bones pierced his heart and lungs, and despite his deep cultivation, he was still a mortal. Every step he took made him sweat profusely, his mouth making a hissing sound.

  At this moment, Gui Li really wanted to disregard everything and just lie on the ground to fall asleep. However, the last bit of clarity in his mind kept telling him that he must leave. With the grudge between him and Qingyun Gate, as well as his current broken body, if he was discovered by a Qingyun Gate disciple, he feared there would be no other outcome but death.

  But for him, there was still an unyielding reason not to die!

  So he gritted his teeth and struggled forward, running slowly, the farther away from Qingyun Mountain, the safer he would be.

  Heavy rain poured down, crazily pouring into this mortal world, as if to use the heavenly water to wash away the ugliness of the human world. Gui Li's mouth was gasping for air, and with each breath, a faint white mist was spat out in the dark rainy night. A chill enveloped him, and the distant voices behind him grew louder, carrying a murderous intent.

  It was obvious that although Gui Ye exerted himself to flee forward, his heavily injured body was far from being able to keep up with the speed of the pursuers behind him. It was only because the forest on Qingyun Mountain was dense and dark, without a trace of daylight, that he had not been discovered for the time being. However, Gui Ye knew in his heart that this was merely temporary, and that it was ultimately inevitable.

  He stumbled and almost fell, as if he had tripped over a tree branch or a vine. He lost his balance and was about to fall forward when he frantically stretched out his hand and managed to grab onto a small nearby tree, barely stabilizing himself. However, this struggle caused intense pain in his chest that pierced deep into his bones, making it hard for him to catch his breath, let alone take another step to escape.

  The sound of footsteps suddenly drew near, as if in the midst of this storm, someone had still heard the strange noise and was now giving orders, and many footsteps were heading in the direction of Gui Li.

  The ghost's heart turned cold, but he was unwilling to surrender. Even if he tried to escape with his life at this moment, he would not be able to evade capture. He steeled himself and closed his eyes, quietly sliding onto the muddy ground, his face down, buried in the mud. In the darkness, he seemed like a pile of rotten mud abandoned by this stormy world.

  The sound of footsteps, the clamor, slowly gathered, many people were drinking and scolding, while constantly using their hands to violently strike the surrounding trees and thorns. A strong wind swept by, with countless people swarming in.

  The ghost lay motionless on the ground in the darkness, its heart seemingly stopped beating, quietly waiting for fate's verdict.

  Heaven and earth are not benevolent, perhaps all things are just straw dogs after all...

  The wind and rain are raging!