Xuanyuan Sword Subdues the Mortal Realm, Separation

"Give me your life!"

In an instant, countless evil ghosts surged forth from every direction inside the ghost city. No one knew how many people had died in this city. Each of the ghosts looked hideous and terrifying, making everyone feel suffocated and despairing.

"Get lost!" Yan Chixia roared and slashed out with his sword, but the strike was fleeting. Within this ghost domain, the Xuanyuan Sword's power was extremely limited.

In Chen Xuan's eyes, Yan Chixia was merely a Golden Core stage expert. After all, the realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man were now in chaos, with evil and demonic forces running rampant. This was an era of Demonic Rise, Dao Decline, and cultivators like Yan Chixia could only struggle to live humbly.

Although the Xuanyuan Sword had fallen into the mortal realm, under these circumstances, it was like a mosquito attacking a cannon and could not accomplish much.

But if the Xuanyuan Sword no longer existed, where would the Righteous Path of the mortal realm be?

"It's over..." Yan Chixia was filled with despair. He looked at Chen Xuan and Xuanming and said, "You two, my Dao arts are ultimately too shallow, and I'm powerless to turn the tide. There's only one way now. I'll use my own essence blood to sharpen the Xuanyuan Sword and send you both out of this ghost domain."

As Yan Chixia spoke, he truly prepared to cut his finger with the sword, but a jade-like hand stopped him. He could not help being stunned. Could this immortal-like maiden, who seemed untouched by worldly affairs, really be an unfathomable expert?

"You just watch." Xuanming stepped forward, and the entire space instantly froze. Whether human, ghost, or god, everything was sealed in ice beneath her extremely frigid power.

The entire ghost domain instantly became