Fei Xuan heard this and said, "Senior Brother, that Demonic Sword Immortal is different from ordinary people. His attacks are exceptionally vicious, and he cultivates an evil art that transforms men into women. His cultivation may have reached the level of profound perfection, but you're no match for him."
Xuan Mo heard this and coughed before saying, "Junior Brother, let me teach you something. Just because someone can cultivate an art that transforms men into women doesn't mean they're a master. Well, in truth, martial arts aren't cultivated that way."
Fei Xuan asked, "Senior Brother, is what you said true?"
Xuan Mo nodded. "An art that is supremely yang and unyieldingly strong may not necessarily be weak. Take your Taiyi Lion Seal for example. Once cultivated to its limit, it can also make you a top master." As he spoke, he tapped Fei Xuan on the head and imparted some Dao techniques to him. Then he ran off to Listen to Rain Tower to challenge the Demonic Sword Immortal.
Before long, the Demonic Sword Immortal appeared and launched a sword strike. Killing intent surged in all directions as he said, "Brat, who told you to come looking for me?"
Xuan Mo chuckled. "I'm Li Fansong, a disciple of Wangcheng Mountain. I've come to ask the Demonic Sword Immortal for guidance with my sword. Well, the Lone Sword Immortal sent me."
The Demonic Sword Immortal nodded. "Fine. I'll kill you first, then go settle accounts with that old bastard." Xuan Mo drew his sword, and the two engaged in a fierce battle. Their sword moves were fierce and sharp, and neither gave way to the other.
Fei Xuan watched from the side, his heart in his throat for Xuan Mo.
During the battle, Xuan Mo gradually discovered that a strange power