Jinghua Bell

Centered on the sacred stele, the earth caved in, and the mountains within a radius of a hundred miles were shattered.

The aura of the divine stele had not yet dissipated; the golden stele stood tall, the two characters "Suppress Evil" shining brightly.

Saint Zou was covered in sweat, panting heavily, and his face was pale.

Using the "Divine Stele Suppress Evil Text" exhausted a large amount of his True Qi.

"Did it succeed?"

"That Demon deserved to die."

"The four Senior Grandee of the Eastern Sea Academy truly live up to their reputation."

The First Prince and the Xiuzhenzhe of the Dongli Dynasty all pinned their hopes on the "Divine Stele Suppress Evil Text" to successfully suppress the Evil Sword Ancestor.

The Demon of the Blood Sea Hall had uncertain expressions, but they dared not step forward due to the methods displayed by Saint Zou.

"You mere pedantic scholar, don't even think about stopping me!"

Beneath the divine monument, came the furious roar of the Evil Sword Ancestor.

Firmament clouds filled the sky, and the towering golden divine stele slowly rose.

"No, no way..."

The First Prince seemed to realize something, his expression one of disbelief.

"Just what level of cultivation does this Demon possess?!"

The Xiuzhenzhe of the Dongli Dynasty were also terrified.

The "Divine Stele Suppress Evil Text" was prepared by the Eighth-Grade great power Saint Zou over millions of years. Its power was astonishing, and theoretically it could even suppress Seventh-Grade Great Expert.

However, the slowly rising divine stele made everyone feel uneasy.

The Dao cultivation of the Evil Sword Ancestor seemed to exceed everyone's expectations.

"Could it be!!"

The First Prince realized something and turned pale with fright.

"Town!"

Saint Zou continuously poured Righteous Qi into the divine stele, not wanting to give the Evil Sword Ancestor a chance to turn the tables.

The slowly rising monument paused and stopped ascending.

"Let's form Misty Sea Formation!"

Seeing his teacher drenched in sweat, Nangong Ji knew that the Saint Zou was exerting himself greatly.

Saint Zou is currently fighting across ranks with his mastery of the "Divine Stele Suppress Evil Text".

Even if one is just one realm below the Immortality Realm, it is extremely difficult to defeat an opponent of a higher realm.

Several thousand disciples of the Eastern Sea Academy formed a magic array to send their Righteous Qi to Saint Zou.

After Saint Zou was replenished, the divine stele slowly descended again.

"The Eastern Sea Academy truly lives up to its reputation as a first-rate Confucian Sect. Although it's not among the Nine Great Confucian Sects, its foundation is astonishing. Now, our Dongli Dynasty is saved."

"As long as we suppress the Evil Sword Ancestor, we can still handle the rest of the Blood Sea Hall."

The Xiuzhenzhe of the Dongli Dynasty Broken Sword Pass breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Saint Zou had a chance to suppress the Evil Sword Ancestor, their most troublesome and formidable enemy.

"Something's not right... his aura is off..."

Lu Changsheng sensed a terrifying surge of Devil Qi emanating from beneath the golden divine stele, which made his heart tremble.

"No heaven, no earth, no one, no self!"

The loud voice of the Evil Sword Ancestor came from underground, and then the entire divine stele shook violently. Cracks appeared on the golden divine stele, which was formed by 99,999 ancient characters, and the cracks spread rapidly.

"Not good!"

Saint Zou's body trembled; the backlash from his Cultivation Method caused his Qi and Blood to surge.

"Break!"

With a loud shout from the Evil Sword Ancestor, the golden divine stele shattered completely, turning into fragments of golden light.

A terrifying Devil Qi erupted, and a dark shadow appeared. The Evil Sword Ancestor was disheveled, his eyes bloodshot, and he was panting heavily.

The methods employed by the Saint Zou exceeded his expectations.

"He briefly broke through to the Sixth-Grade Great Power, shattering the golden divine stele, but he paid a huge price for it, falling back to the Seventh-Grade Great Expert, and his aura is not as strong as before... People from the Demon Sects either possess Demon Pill or unique Cultivation Method, making them truly troublesome..."

Lu Changsheng saw through the true nature of the Evil Sword Ancestor.

The Evil Sword Ancestor paid a considerable price to break through the Confucian Sect Cultivation Method of Saint Zou.

The current Evil Sword Ancestor, perhaps...

The Evil Sword Ancestor's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he looked at Saint Zou: "The 'No-Self Great Method,' which I created over eighty million years, can temporarily elevate one's cultivation level. I originally intended it to deal with that bastard Yao Huang, but you forced it out of me. It seems I won't be able to take revenge on Yao Huang anytime soon. So today, I'll kill you first, along with Yao Huang's son."

"Cough cough cough..."

The Saint Zou's face turned ashen, and he coughed up blood repeatedly.

The condensation of the Suppress Evil Stele exhausted Saint Zou's True Qi; even now, Saint Zou might not be able to defeat a Great Perfection God King.

The Eastern Sea Academy has five powerful figures: the Palace Master and four Senior Grandee.

Other Confucian Scholars at the Eastern Sea Academy could only reach the rank of Great Perfection God King.

In Broken Sword Pass, in terms of cultivation level alone, only the First Prince and Lu Changsheng are at the Changsheng Immortality Realm.

"Hehehe, the Evil Sword Ancestor truly lives up to his reputation as the Emperor Dongli's lifelong nemesis; he even possesses such a Secret Art."

"The corrupt scholars of the Eastern Sea Academy are finished; who can stop us now?"

They all have to die.

The Demons of the Blood Sea Hall couldn't stop sneering.

They also have the Evil Sword Ancestor guarding their side, while the Emperor Dongli of the Dongli Dynasty is not here. Everyone else will be killed by the Evil Sword Ancestor and them.

"You're celebrating too soon."

Just as the Blood Sea Hall was at the height of its power, a cold voice rang out, silencing all the Demons.

A man with an air of Immortal Bearing appeared before Saint Zou, wielding a three-foot- Long Sword, confronting the Evil Sword Ancestor.

Despite being completely unafraid of the Suppress Evil Sword Ancestor Suppressing God Stele, this man remained fearless.

"Daoist Lu, this Demon is extremely vicious. Even my father has to use all his strength every time he fights him. You are no match for him... This matter arose because of us and has nothing to do with you. Why don't you leave? I will deal with the Evil Sword Ancestor."

Seeing that Lu Changsheng had stepped forward, the First Prince worried that Lu Changsheng would be drawn into the conflict between the Emperor Dongli and the Evil Sword Ancestor, so he secretly sent a message to Lu Changsheng to leave.

"Your Highness need not worry, I have my own methods."

Before Lu Changsheng could finish speaking, he had already teleported in front of the Evil Sword Ancestor, Alioth Thunder Sword, carrying the destructive aura of Ancient Void Profound Thunder, pierced towards the Evil Sword Ancestor!

"So fast!"

Even the First Prince hadn't expected that Lu Changsheng, at the same cultivation level, Movement Method so fast, launching an attack in an instant.

Clang.

The Evil Sword Ancestor's Demon Sword blocked Lu Changsheng's Alioth Thunder Sword. Their Sword Qi, tearing space apart and creating Spatial Turbulence. "You brat! I've cultivated the sword Sword Dao for three hundred million years, achieving Human-Sword Unity. You're still too green. I am the sword, and the sword is me; No Self, No Sword!"

Fifth move: Ten Thousand Blades Chase the Wind!

Lu Changsheng used the Sword Art "Sword Art Nine Taichu Forms" created by White Emperor to compete with the Evil Sword Ancestor.

The Sword Qi generated by their clash stretched for thousands of miles, cutting out cracks in space.

Both were unparalleled Sword Dao masters, their Sword Art so exquisite that it greatly shocked the Dongli Dynasty and the Blood Sea Hall.

"As expected of the number one genius who surpasses Imperial Son Ku..."

Saint Zou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashing with a sharp light as he looked at Lu Changsheng.

The First Prince was also dumbfounded. "I thought my Fire-Spirit Immortal Physique was among the strongest in the world, but compared to him, it's nothing special..."

Lu Changsheng was still exchanging blows with the Evil Sword Ancestor, using his Ninth-Grade Great Expert to fight against Seventh-Grade Great Expert.

Lu Changsheng flipped his hand, and a Bronze Bell engraved with ancient patterns appeared in his palm.

"Clang."

As the Bronze Bell swayed, an invisible ripple spread outwards.