"That young man..."
The Ghost King furrowed his brow slightly.
He had known Ye Xuan was no ordinary person ever since Kongsang Mountain.
But...
He knew You Ji's strength very well, too.
Even when facing experts like Tian Buyi and Cang Song...
Even if she couldn't win, she could still hold her own for a long time.
And yet she hadn't been able to fight back at all against that young man?
That was the most terrifying part.
Even Daoxuan couldn't have reached that level at his age.
"Ah—!"
Just then, a piercing scream came from below.
The Ghost King shifted his gaze.
Sword light flashed through the Demon Cult disciples' ranks.
A green figure plunged into their ranks like a raging dragon diving into the sea, swinging his sword in broad, sweeping strokes. Each strike brought a shower of blood.
Lin Jingyu!
The young man, who also hailed from Caomiao Village, was now brimming with murderous intent.
The Shocking Dragon Sword seemed to come alive in his hands, its dragon's roar resounding across heaven and earth.
The ordinary Demon Cult followers were like paper before him; not one could withstand a single blow.
Not far from him.
A graceful blue figure descended like a goddess from the heavens.
Lu Xueqi!
The Tianya Divine Sword blazed with blue light.
An icy chill followed wherever it passed.
Countless fiends from the Demon Cult were frozen into ice sculptures, then shattered across the ground.
And Zhang Xiaofan, who seemed a little dull, was not as dazzling as Lin Jingyu and Lu Xueqi.
But the stick in his hands glowed with an eerie, blood-red light.
With every swing, a Demon Cult disciple spat blood and went flying backward.
The disciples of Great Bamboo Peak had even formed a sword formation.
Led by Song