Bang!
The Qingxu Dao Sword plunged into the ground. Fu Qingyun let out a roar and struck Li Jiansheng with one palm! Li Jiansheng was still chanting a spell, and the silver talisman in his hand had not even activated before Fu Qingyun caught him completely off guard!
Black clouds surged from his hand like waves. Li Jiansheng retreated several steps in a row, while Li Mufan and his disciples fled straight backward.
"Hahaha! You wretches! I'll let you off today! Once I obtain the Ancestral Dragon Sword, I'll tear every one of you to pieces!" Fu Qingyun's eyes were bloodred, wreathed in black flames. The area around his eye sockets had gone completely black, making him look like someone who had not slept for days. His former grandmasterly bearing had vanished without a trace. He looked more like an unruly demon lord!
With that, Fu Qingyun stretched out his hand. A surge of black energy wrapped around the demon-subduing pestle from earlier and dragged it directly into his grasp. Then he lifted one foot and shot into the sea, vanishing in an instant.
Li Jiansheng, the others, and I were all dumbstruck. After Ru Xue Ning expelled the demonic qi, she took a pill and sat meditating to heal her injuries. Han Yao stared blankly at Fu Qingyun diving into the sea to retrieve the sword, her expression shifting between light and dark.
Boom! Boom-boom-boom! Boom! Boom-boom-boom!
"The Nether Emperor clears the way! All immortals, disperse! The Nether Emperor clears the way! All immortals, disperse!"
Just as we were still watching Fu Qingyun dive into the water, waves of gongbeats and soul-calling cries rang out all around us. I looked over the four seas but saw nothing there, and immediately found it strange. "Did you hear something? Or was