Sword rain pouring, river flowing

The Drenching Sword Rain, the great river is surging, rushing into the sea, swirling back into eddies, seemingly chaotic, yet all contained within a single heart.

Xiao Ran felt like he had seen this move somewhere before.

"The Great River Sword Intent?"

The guard in black robes looked up.

A whirlpool of sword rain plunged into the sea from the sky.

Taking advantage of the black-robed figure's distraction, Xiao Ran trembled, creating waves that Resonance with the Heavenly Sword, instantly breaking free from the black shadow's grasp.

A slender figure in white appeared behind the black robe, blending seamlessly into the rain.

With her white hair styled in a high bun, her makeup simple and clean, her eyebrows like water patterns, her eyes like gemstones, and her figure ethereal and agile, she exudes an indescribable clarity. She appears still, yet feels as if she is drifting through the world, ever-changing.

"As expected, madmen only produce madmen."

Murong Yu spoke calmly.

Xiao Ran glanced at it.

Is this Murong Yu? I don't know if it's just my imagination, but ever since this woman overexerted herself and her hair turned white overnight, she has not only become more beautiful, but she has also become stronger.

Just like Lu Pingtian back then! Am I some kind of Tang Sanzang type who can give people sudden enlightenment?

Why did Murong Yu come to help me?

Aren't they afraid of being held accountable by the Dao Alliance? Just as he was thinking this...

The vortex plunged down, transforming into a single sword, which solidified into ice, carrying a sharp Spiritual Pressure as it pierced straight down from the black robe.

The black-robed guard pointed a finger, and a burst of Black Flame shot up, instantly soaking the icy greatsword.

The Nascent Soul Level ice greatsword naturally couldn't withstand the Spirit Severing Black Flame and quickly burned into a rain of fire, which fell down in a drizzle.

But this black rain was strange; it kept eroding the black-robed guard's soul and consuming his Spiritual Power.

It is like a stone emerging from the water in a raging torrent, constantly being washed and polished by the rushing water.

This is a form of consumption.

With each step it took, the rain curtain followed.

Xiao Ran was on the east side of the street.

Murong Yu is on the west side of the street.

The black-robed guard is in the middle.

Just as the man in black was about to attack Murong Yu, a flute melody suddenly rang out from the north.

Long and melodious, yet brimming with passionate energy.

"Beast Taming Tune?"

Countless Eight-Winged Flying Serpent and small beasts flew out from the cracked ground, constantly attacking the black-robed man.

"Beast Tide can be manipulated?"

A burst of Black Flame exploded, burning the Beast Tide.

But no matter how much they burned, these Eight-Winged Flying Serpent could not be burned out. They kept flying out of the cracks in the ground, constantly attacking the black-robed man.

"Young people these days are such a hassle!"

On the rooftop of a shop on the north side of the street, Xuan Yuan Guang stood on one leg, his tall stature seemingly disproportionate to the small black flute he held in his hand.

"There is more than one prodigy."

The sound of the xiao flute was mixed with human voices.

Xiao Ran looked up at the top of the pavilion.

Are all the prodigies here? Is it for a united front, to avoid punishing the masses? South.

A figure fell from the sky.

A tattered straw hat was slung over his back, and a straw cloak fluttered in the wind.

Like a chivalrous knight in a martial arts novel, he held Straw Bundle Sword in both hands and slashed down with one stroke.

Space... cracked open! The sword energy, several feet away, vertically sliced through the space where the black-robed figure stood.

The black-robed body split in two as space cracked open.

However, although the space was cut open, there were fine, dark threads connecting them, like lotus roots still attached to each other, quickly pulling the rifted space back to the physical body.

The man in black robes looked towards the top of a pavilion to the south.

The Ranger swordsman, draped in a straw cloak and leaning on a longsword bound with straw, his black hair shooting straight up like a blazing black flame, pursed his lips and said something.

"Stronger than a typical Spirit Severing Realm."

Subtext: I can handle most Spirit Severing Realm experts!

This dog is worse than the old Versailles... It deserves to lose money.

Xiao Ran thought to himself.

Keep waiting.

Unfortunately, no more outstanding talents have stepped forward.

The legendary Yan Mo of the Divine Martial Divine Martial Kingdom seems to have not yet entered the city.

Hua Lian and Wu Yu watched the show from the air, seemingly having no intention of intervening.

After all, they are members of the main Dao Alliance...

In the air.

Wu Yu stood firmly on his sword, his head level with Hua Lian's, making them appear to be the same height.

Unfortunately, my feet only reached their calves.

"Although I had heard about it before, I didn't expect that the Dao Alliance was actually preparing to take action against the Four Great Families."

Hua Lian frowned slightly.

"Why haven't I heard of you? Are you also from one of the Four Great Families?"

"I guess I used to be..."

Wu Yu's face showed a rare hint of melancholy, which quickly dissipated, and he asked with no small amount of excitement:

Which side are we on?

Hua Lian only said solemnly:

"The Dao Alliance prioritizes the protection of civilians."

After speaking, Hua Lian flashed and snatched the Immortal Boat and Cai Nizi and the other two from the hands of the two Golden Core guards who were controlling the Immortal Boat.

They only seized the people and the boat, without harming the two Golden Core guards.

As Law Enforcer of the Xing Tian Pavilion, I should protect the people of the Four Great Families. There is no reason for me to hurt them.

Cai Nizi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you very much, Senior Hua Lian."

Hua Lian:

"Let's take the injured to get medical treatment."

"Yes."

Cai Nizi set off again, taking the flower-selling mother and daughter to the White Night Pavilion in the North City.

As a result, the two Golden Core guards, emboldened by their position, followed on their swords.

Hua Lian's face turned cold with anger, and her body trembled slightly.

Just as he was about to lash out, Wu Yu smiled and advised him:

"Senior sister, don't be angry. They might just bump into each other and get stabbed in the butt by their swords."

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Before Hua Lian could finish speaking—

The overwhelming Spiritual Pressure from the battle below caused a gust of wind to sweep through, creating spatial turbulence...

The two Golden Core guards who were following on their flying swords collided due to the compressed space caused their swords to tremble.

One sword pierced the opponent's abdomen, while the other severed the opponent's Achilles tendon. The two swords became entangled and fell painfully from the sky.

Hua Lian was suddenly shocked. After confirming again and again, she realized it was not Wu Yu's hand.

Wu Yu's smile looks warm and innocent.

"See, I was right. Those who do many evil deeds will surely perish. There is still justice in the world."

Hua Lian turned her head to look at Wu Yu's harmless-looking face, and shivered. She subconsciously moved away.

Wu Yu looked down at the battlefield, trying to find the remains of Nanmen Yijian to deduce Xiao Ran's Cultivation Method.

"Senior Yang Hui is indeed strong; he fought against the four prodigies all by himself and was not at a disadvantage."

"Don't underestimate the Spirit Severing. Even the weakest Spirit Severing Realm cultivator is stronger than ten Nascent Soul stage cultivators!"

"How do you know so much, Senior Sister? Could you be the worst Spirit Severing Realm cultivator?"

Hua Lian was so angry she wanted to punch someone, but when she thought about what the two Golden Core guards had just experienced, she gritted her teeth and endured it.

"Senior sister, who do you think will win?"

Wu Yu asked again.

Hua Lian held her sword, exuding a rather imposing aura.

"If I were to go, Tianjiao would win."

"Does Senior Sister mean that if you don't participate, Tianjiao will lose?"

"I didn't say that."

Wu Yu smiled and didn't pursue the matter further.

His opinion differed from his senior sister's; he believed that Tianjiao would win.

Of the four, Xuan Yuan Guang is the weakest, but he plays a good support role; Murong Yu's killing moves are slightly lacking, but his tactics are very difficult to deal with, making it an absolute war of attrition; Ranger seems to be the strongest, but he seems to have a fatal flaw.

Only Xiao Ran didn't quite understand it; it was a bit beyond common sense.

"How did Junior Brother Xiao manage to kill Nanmen Yijian right in front of Senior Yang Hui?"

Hua Lian gave him a cold look.

You're allowed to cheat, but others aren't? "How did you manage to win over ten games in Fight the Wraith? Nobody becomes a prodigy for no reason."

Wu Yu nodded, seemingly lost in thought, then suddenly blurted out:

"Is this your reason for having his child?"

Hua Lian wasn't angry at all, as if it wasn't something to be ashamed of, but something to be proud of.

"This is for the sake of the Dao Alliance."

On the street.

The battle seemed to be raging, but neither side was using their full strength.

Not only were the opposing sides testing each other, but even the four prodigies were observing and probing each other.

Xuan Yuan Guang's goal was to make his stance clear, to unite the front, and to stop wasting time.

"This is Chaos City. Nobody wants this to happen. If Guard Yang really cares about the Nanmen Family, he should return to the Dao Alliance and report this matter as soon as possible."

The man in black robes stood in the middle of the street, surrounded by a rain curtain woven from sword rain and Beast Tide of flying snakes, which blocked his divine sense and made it difficult to discern the exact location of the four people, especially Xiao Ran.

"It seems you don't want me to leave either."

The Ranger, clutching his Straw Bundle Sword, grinned and said:

"Regardless of right or wrong, I simply feel that if the four prodigies are allowed to leave, then the Dao Alliance should stop selecting prodigies and instead select beggars, which would be more beneficial to the people. So the two Golden Core guards over there can leave, but you cannot."

The black-robed guard lifted his cloak, revealing a face with graying temples and a slightly aged appearance.

"Yang has lived a mediocre life, and now at this age, he has to kill four prodigies. It's truly ironic."

The battle has begun again.

More and more powerful individuals gathered around the center of the street.

Having killed Nanmen Yijian, Xiao Ran felt he had achieved his goal and there was no need to show off his strength anymore, so he just lazed around in the melee.

He seemed to be fighting hard, but he didn't use invisibility or critical hits. He used minimal movement techniques and ordinary Resonance Power to fight his enemies, and he was beaten badly.

"I heard that Xiao Tianjiao killed Young Master Nanmen?"

"Do you think I'm stupid? The limit for Cultivation Level Qi Refining to unleash the strength of a Golden Core cultivator is already. I think it was that Ranger who did it, but because his Master is Lingzhou Yue, he's being blamed on him."

"Who killed him is not important. What is important is that the four prodigies are on the same boat. I'm sure the Dao Alliance will think twice about it."

"Don't underestimate Xiao Tianjiao just because he's the weakest. Look at his incredible agility and the way his swordsmanship resonates so Resonance. It's so effortless."

"He's clearly just slacking off... Maybe he's the strongest one."

"It is said that Xiao Tianjiao easily defeated Lu Pingtian, Nascent Soul stage and become a demon, at Zongzhi Mountain. It seems that Zongzhi Mountain is deliberately hiding related information, which shows that Xiao Tianjiao is unfathomable!"

"Back then Lingzhou Yue, with his Golden Core Cultivation Level, slew dozens of Nascent Soul Wraith. Ha, Golden Core strength? I don't believe a word he says. I'm telling you this: if this person doesn't have the strength of Spirit Severing cultivator, I'll eat this sword!"

"..."

Xiao Ran heard all of these words.

It made him too embarrassed to show his true skills.

Because if he didn't draw upon his Master's Spiritual Power, he would only have the strength of Nascent Soul Level, yet the onlookers have already touted him as having the strength of Spirit Severing Transformation cultivator.

Since that's the case, he had no choice but to continue paddling and not waste a single bit of Spiritual Power, otherwise he would be looked down upon.

The battle became increasingly intense.

The other three prodigies were much stronger than Xiao Ran had imagined. Their Cultivation Method were dazzling, their coordination was seamless, and they maintained a constant war of attrition.

This meant that every time the black-robed guard tried to launch a single-target attack, he was caught in a sea of enemies with the other two.

In the eyes of the black-robed guard, although this year's prodigies did not have a god-level contestant like Lingzhou Yue from the previous year, each of them had strange Cultivation Method and was good at defense and attrition warfare, making them very difficult to deal with and much stronger than he had imagined!

Time passed slowly, and the black-robed guards grew increasingly exhausted with each battle, while Xiao Ran seemed to have barely exerted any effort.

He was actually entangled by three prodigies...

The comments from the powerful figures around him helped him regain some face.

"Did you see that? Senior Yang Hui was on guard against Xiao Tianjiao the whole time, which is why he got entangled by the three of them."

"As expected, Xiao Tianjiao is the strongest."

"If I'm not mistaken, Xiao Tianjiao is waiting to unleash his ultimate power!"

Xiao Ran:

"..."

In fact, not only the onlookers, but even Hua Lian and Wu Yu, as well as the other three prodigies, shared this view.

To be able to kill Nanmen Yijian in front of Yang Hui, his strength must be very close to the Spirit Severing, and he must be looking for an opportunity to strike now.

It was with this in mind that Murong Yu, Ranger, and Xuan Yuan Guang fought with increasing ferocity, pushing themselves to their limits and striving to create opportunities for Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran:

"..."

The three prodigies unleashed their ultimate potential, causing Yang Hui to suffer repeated defeats.

Just when it seemed defeat was imminent, a Body Integration Realm Spiritual Pressure suddenly enveloped the entire arena—

"Now is not the time for infighting; the body of the Yan Mo has been found."

Chapter 167 The King of Lewd Talk: Catching Small Fish in Murky Waters