Primordial Spirit Departure

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Above Zuoren City in the Yue Kingdom, a stunningly beautiful woman held a three-foot- Long Sword. Her once rosy lips had turned pale, and her clear eyes revealed despair.

She led the Rogue Cultivators of the Yue Kingdom to defeat the Demon Race Prince.

Five years after the Battle of Iron Sword Pass, the Demon Race returned with renewed force, continuously invading Xia Province.

The Four Great Demonic Sects have also become active again, attacking various cities and refining living beings, causing widespread devastation.

The Demon Race Prince had long, black hair that reached his waist, a captivatingly evil appearance, and profound cultivation.

"Imperial Princess Highness, this Demon Cultivator is extremely high, already at the Sixth Layer of the Dao Palace Realm. He also has Peerless Great Demons as his guards. Even if we were to die ten thousand times, it would probably be in vain."

"The difference in cultivation levels is too great. Alas, I have the will to kill the traitors, but I am powerless to reverse the situation."

The Rogue Cultivators of the Yue Kingdom were in dire straits and filled with despair.

The Four Great Demonic Sects and the Demon Race Calamity are facing another catastrophe. People in all the kingdoms of Xia Province Prefecture are in danger. The Six Great Sects are running around, but they may not be able to come to the rescue in time.

"The law of the jungle prevails, the strong rule. You'd better just accept your fate."

The Demon Race Prince reached out and grasped, and a Demon Sword appeared in his hand.

This Demon Sword exuded an overwhelming Demon Qi, as if it wanted to erode a person's Three Souls and Seven Spirits.

"Top-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure!"

The Rogue Cultivators of the Yue Kingdom were even more desperate.

Sixth Layer of the Dao Palace Realm, possessing Top-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure —what a formidable enemy!

Beside the Demon Race Prince, Peerless Great Demon at the Void Refinement Realm coldly watched the Demon Race Prince make his move.

The Nirvana Phoenix Physique requires constant life-or-death battles and repeated rebirths through fire to continuously grow stronger.

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"I only have the cultivation of the Nine Layers of the Nascent Soul Realm, I can't possibly be his match, but I can't let the hundreds of thousands of lives in the city be refined by the Blood Formation like this..."

The Yue Kingdom Princess could see the mocking expression on the Demon Race Prince; he hadn't even used his full strength yet.

"Die."

The Demon Race Prince swung his sword, Demon Qi condensed into Hundred Zhangs- Sword Qi, which struck the Yue Kingdom Princess.

Two Rogue Cultivators from the Yue Kingdom at the Golden Core Realm stage encountered the Demon Race's Sword Qi and were instantly annihilated.

The Yue Kingdom Princess desperately poured her True Qi into her three-foot- Long Sword, trying to block the Demon Race's Sword Qi.

However, this Sword Qi was too immense, and the Yue Kingdom Princess was simply unable to withstand it.

Suddenly, a dark figure flashed by with unpredictable Movement Method, managing to carry away the Yue Kingdom Princess before the Demon Race's Sword Qi could strike.

The Demon Race Prince frowned.

The person who came was quite handsome, with an upright demeanor. He was dressed in the Mount Shu Elder Daoist Robe, carrying two Long Swords on his back and standing on a Flying Sword.

Although his cultivation level was lower than his own, his Movement Method was extremely agile.

Who are you?

The Yue Kingdom Princess thought she was doomed, but was unexpectedly saved by a man.

"I am Shen Xiaoyao, the Fourth Disciple of Azure Cloud Peak of Mount Shu, here to provide assistance on my master's orders."

"Azure Cloud Peak of Mount Shu?"

The Yue Kingdom Princess's clear eyes shone even brighter.

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She had heard of the fame of Azure Cloud Peak in Mount Shu.

It is said that Azure Cloud Peak of Mount Shu is full of geniuses, and its Peak Master is the number one young Elder of the Six Great Sects. All of his disciples are Peerless Genius at the Dao Palace Realm.

Shen Xiaoyao put down the Yue Kingdom Princess in his arms, drew his Dragon Spring Sword, and confronted the Demon Race Prince.

The Demon Race Prince is young, but his cultivation is very high. Like the Demon Lord, he possesses the bloodline of the High Antiquity Phoenix Clan.

Beside the Demon Race Prince was a Peerless Great Demon at the Void Refinement Realm.

But Shen Xiaoyao, with his upright character, was completely unafraid.

Before he descended the mountain, his master divined his fate, predicting that he would turn Turning Misfortune into Fortune.

Master's Divine Calculation; not a single divination he performed was wrong, so Shen Xiaoyao had nothing to fear.

"Your cultivation is inferior to mine, yet you didn't flee immediately and still want to fight me?"

The Demon Race Prince, wielding Demon Sword, coldly scrutinized the righteous and awe-inspiring Shen Xiaoyao.

Shen Xiaoyao's aura was only around the Dao Palace Realm Second Layer. No matter how agile his Movement Method, if I went all out, Shen Xiaoyao would surely die.

He couldn't fathom what courage Shen Xiaoyao possessed to challenge him.

"Shen Xiaoyao, you shouldn't have come here to die. These Demon Race are too strong. You've probably just wasted your life..."

Seeing that Shen Xiaoyao's cultivation was inferior to that of the Demon Race Prince Yue Kingdom Princess couldn't help but feel pessimistic.

How will you know you can't win if you don't try?

Shen Xiaoyao merely chuckled, unimpressed.

"You..."

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"Hmph, it's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

Without wasting any words, the Demon Race Prince swung his Demon Sword in his left hand, unleashing a terrifying Sword Qi carrying overwhelming Demon Qi power towards Shen Xiaoyao and the Yue Kingdom Princess. The area of effect was so vast that Shen Xiaoyao had nowhere to escape.

With a thought, Shen Xiaoyao summoned a Law Treasure from his body, and pure Yang energy surged into the Mirror of True Yang!

The Mirror of True Yang burst forth with dazzling pure Yang divine light, which pierced through the demonic Demon Qi.

Demon Qi encounters pure yang divine light, it melts away quickly, like snow meeting the spring sunshine.

This beam of pure Yang divine light struck the Demon Race Prince in the right chest, creating a bloody hole!

Puff!

The Demon Race Prince turned pale and coughed up blood. He never expected that a Mount Shu Elder at the Dao Palace Realm Second Layer would actually possess Pure Yang Body and a Mirror of True Yang, a Houtian Spirit Treasure that enhances Pure Yang power.

He was injured by Shen Xiaoyao, who was four realms above him!

Your Imperial Prince Hall!

The Demon Race Prince's guards were terrified and activated their Demon Race Cultivation Method, attempting to kill Shen Xiaoyao with a single palm strike.

"Wait, I want to kill him myself."

The Demon Race Prince swallowed a Crimson Blood Essence-Congealing Pill, his eyes filled with malice.

As Demon Race Prince, it would be too humiliating for him to be injured by Elder of the Mount Shu who was four realms lower than him and to have his guards intervene.

"Unfortunately, my cultivation level is not high enough. By the time the Pure Yang Divine Light reached his chest, its power had diminished considerably; otherwise, he would have been reduced to ashes long ago."

Shen Xiaoyao shook his head.

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In his hands, the Mirror of True Yang, a Houtian Spirit Treasure, was no less powerful than an Innate Spirit Treasure, and it could restrain the Four Great Demonic Sects and the Demon Race.

However, killing Demon Race Prince across four realms is ultimately too difficult.

"Die!"

The Demon Race Prince unleashed his full power through Demon Race Cultivation Method, black Demonic Fire swirling around his Demon Sword. The next strike, imbued with a world-destroying force, slashed towards Shen Xiaoyao.

If Shen Xiaoyao had dodged, the Sword Qi carrying Demonic Fire would have struck the people in the city, annihilating hundreds or even thousands of lives.

"Shen Xiaoyao..."

The Yue Kingdom Princess discovered that Shen Xiaoyao had not retreated, but instead was fully activating the Mirror of True Yang, desperately using pure Yang divine light to resist the attack of the Demon Race Prince.

However, in his rage, the Demon Race Prince attacked with all his might. Shen Xiaoyao, with his cultivation at the Dao Palace Realm Second Layer, was ultimately no match for the Demon Race Prince at the Sixth Layer of the Dao Palace Realm, and his pure Yang divine light was gradually devoured by the Demonic Fire.

"Break."

Just as Shen Xiaoyao was about to be overwhelmed, suddenly, a golden figure appeared and shattered the Demon Race Prince's Demonic Fire Sword Qi with a single sword strike.

"This is... Primordial Spirit Departure! Your Imperial Prince Hall, this is bad! We must retreat immediately!"

Upon seeing the golden figure, the Peerless Great Demon guarding the Demon Race Prince quickly took out a talisman for Earth-Escaping Divine Talisman(a magical talisman for escaping into the ground) and fled with the Demon Race Prince!

This person's True Body may not have arrived yet, but their Primordial Spirit Departure their Primordial Spirit and is using it to condense Sword Qi; this is a technique that is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Senior?"

Shen Xiaoyao looked at the golden figure, who was Nameless Swordsman who had killed Hehuan Sect Elder with a single sword strike fifteen years ago, saved him, and forcibly taught him a set of Heaven Stage Swordsmanship.

Some people died, but they weren't completely dead...