Instantly Slaying Three, Drawing the Heaven-Slaying Sword

"Uh..."

The Tall and Thin Man stared blankly at the Crimson Flame Pattern Spear piercing through his chest, his face filled with utter disbelief.

Even now, he had yet to react to what had just happened.

Why had the other party's spirit artifact pierced straight through his body?

Boom!

At that moment, an even fiercer blaze suddenly erupted from the Crimson Flame Pattern Spear, instantly burning the Tall and Thin Man's entire body to ashes.

Only a Storage Pouch remained intact. Ji Haoyuan raised a hand and drew it into his grasp.

"Fellow Daoist Chen!"

Only at this moment did the other four present finally react.

Every one of them revealed horrified looks.

No matter what, the Tall and Thin Man had been a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Even if he had only been at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, he should not have been killed outright without even raising a ripple.

Yet what made Han Penghu and the others find even more unbelievable was that, after Ji Haoyuan killed the Tall and Thin Man with one thrust, he raised his hand and gave a light clench toward the female cultivator wearing the Silver Mask.

Buzz!

In an instant, dense and terrifying sword qi, like a torrential downpour, abruptly appeared all around her.

Screech, screech, screech—

An incomparably piercing sound of cutting suddenly rang out through the void.

The Silver Mask female cultivator only had time to spread her protective spiritual power before her entire body was engulfed by those countless terrifying sword qi.

"Junlan!"

The Silver Mask Male Cultivator beside her was immediately shaken to the core.

He had no time to think.

He instantly raised a hand and sent out a Half-Moon Blade, slashing it toward Ji Haoyuan in an attempt to besiege Wei and rescue Zhao.

Clang!

However, before the Half-Moon Blade could approach Ji Haoyuan, it was blocked by a Yellow Light Curtain as solid as a copper wall and iron rampart.

It was precisely the Earth Spirit Shield Art, already perfected to the point of divine mastery.

There was no need to form hand seals or chant incantations. Wherever his thoughts reached, the technique formed in an instant.

"Ah!"

But at that very moment, a woman's scream suddenly rang out from within the countless sword qi.

The Silver Mask Male Cultivator immediately turned his head to look.

Yet that single glance made his eyes split wide with rage.

In midair, sheets of bloody mist scattered downward.

The Silver Mask female cultivator's figure had long since vanished.

All that remained was the lingering stench of blood.

Whoosh!

With a flash of Escape Light, Ji Haoyuan immediately collected the Storage Pouch dropped by the Silver Mask female cultivator.

At the same time, he raised his hand once more.

Vast swathes of red light suddenly spread across the sky.

The Silver Mask Male Cultivator abruptly looked up.

But that one look made his pupils contract again and again.

This...

How was this possible?

Rumble!

As though meteors were falling.

Streams of light trailing crimson flames reached the top of his head in the blink of an eye.

The Silver Mask Male Cultivator swiftly sent out a Treasure Seal.

The Treasure Seal emitted streak after streak of silver light, while complex and profound runes flowed across its surface.

But when the Flowing Fire in the sky struck the Treasure Seal he had sent out, its radiance rapidly dimmed, and the many complex, profound runes upon it retreated back into the seal.

Bang!

Accompanied by a muffled blast.

The Treasure Seal flew away in response.

The Silver Mask Male Cultivator only had time to cry, "Fellow Daoist Han, save me!" before his entire body was reduced to ashes by the endless crimson flames.

This chain of changes had come far too suddenly.

So quickly that Han Penghu and the Square-Faced Youth beside him had no time to react.

Three of their number had already fallen on the spot.

Even Ji Bochang and Bai Qingshuang, standing beside Ji Haoyuan, wore expressions of complete astonishment.

Ji Bochang in particular.

He knew that Ji Haoyuan was quite powerful now.

Not long ago, his cultivation had even broken through.

But even so, Ji Haoyuan's strength still far exceeded his expectations.

"You..."

Han Penghu and the Square-Faced Youth beside him both felt their hearts sink.

The two exchanged a glance.

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, they immediately turned and fled.

What kind of joke was this?

He had instantly killed three Foundation Establishment cultivators upon arriving.

One of them had even been a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivator.

That level of strength was already beyond their ability to contend with.

Not to mention that Ji Bochang was standing beside him as well.

Once they were entangled by the other side, judging by the strength Ji Haoyuan had just displayed, the two of them would undoubtedly die.

Boom!

But if they wanted to flee, how could it possibly be so easy?

The Crimson Flame Pattern Spear abruptly transformed into a blazing Fire Serpent, opening its great jaws and biting down at the Square-Faced Youth.

This was the Flame Snake Dragon Spear, a new spear Daoist art Ji Haoyuan had created by combining the Flowing Fire Art and the Mountain Splitting Spear Technique.

It possessed both the fierce, overwhelming force of the Mountain Splitting Spear Technique and the transformative abilities of Flowing Fire.

With just one bite, the Square-Faced Youth's protective spiritual power was torn apart.

The scorching, razor-sharp spear tip instantly sent waves of stabbing pain through the back of his head.

He was horrified.

With no time to think further.

He suddenly activated a Protective Treasure Talisman in his hand.

Buzz!

In an instant, a ring of pale blue water curtain rapidly descended around him.

It was precisely a Second Order defensive talisman, the Waterfall Light Shield Talisman.

Screech, screech, screech, screech, screech—

In an instant, vast amounts of mist surged forth.

In the blink of an eye, it spread across several miles.

Just as the Square-Faced Youth inwardly breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in front of his eyes.

A vast fan-shaped curtain of azure light suddenly swept toward him.

Wait...

That was not a light curtain at all, but layer upon layer of azure sword qi!

The Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Art.

A sword art newly created by Ji Haoyuan, built upon the Supreme Yuan Sword Finger and combined with several other sword arts.

This art required a flying sword spirit artifact to activate.

Once unleashed, it possessed the might to cleave the heavens—brilliant and majestic, never stopping until death.

At this moment, the Square-Faced Youth had no time for any other action before his body was torn into pieces by the endless fan-shaped azure Sword Light.

"Ah!"

A miserable scream rang out in the air.

This filled Han Penghu, who was rapidly fleeing ahead, with terror.

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

How could that guy possibly be so strong?

Run, run, run!

As long as I escape back to Crimson Cloud Immortal City, I'll be safe.

Han Penghu's face was nearly twisted out of shape.

Overwhelming fear left him without a single extraneous thought.

But at that very moment, an Escape Light trailing crimson flames suddenly flashed before him, revealing Ji Haoyuan's figure.

"You...

How could you be so fast?"

Han Penghu's expression abruptly changed.

Thud, thud, thud!

His body instinctively retreated.

His gaze began sweeping frantically in every direction, seemingly seeking a sliver of hope for survival.

Yet at that moment, countless streams of light and shadow suddenly began flowing within Ji Haoyuan's eyes.

Han Penghu, who was holding a talisman flashing with a glazed radiance, suddenly met Ji Haoyuan's gaze, and his entire sea of consciousness shook violently.

Countless scenes, some unfamiliar and some familiar, began flashing through his mind without end.

As a result, he simply stood there blankly.

It was precisely the Illusion God Technique within the Divine Sense Secret Art, Phantom God Stab.