Before his words had even faded, True Monarch Qingyun suddenly struck, a streak of azure Sword Qi shooting straight at Zhou Xun.
Zhou Xun had long been prepared. With a flash of his body, he dodged the Sword Qi and sneered. "Senior Brother Qingyun, what a fine scheme indeed! But do you think you alone can do anything to me?"
True Monarch Qingyun grinned viciously. "Junior Brother, you are merely at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, while I have long reached the peak of the Nascent Soul Middle Stage. What do you have to fight me with?"
"Senior Brother, do you truly intend to turn against me?" Zhou Xun asked again.
"You really do talk too much. Go tell the King of Hell all about it!" With a wave of True Monarch Qingyun's hand, dozens of Sword Qis came whistling over.
Seeing this, Zhou Xun slapped his waist.
A red streak of light flew out, expanding to dozens of zhang in size and blocking the front of his body.
It was Zhao Ping's Natal Treasure, the "Crimson Bright Cauldron"!
"Clang, clang—"
A series of crisp metallic collisions rang out. The many Sword Qis were all blocked, but immediately afterward—
A colossal blue-green sword dozens of zhang long slammed viciously into the Crimson Bright Cauldron.
The violent collision uprooted the surrounding ancient trees, sending sand and stones flying as though the end of the world had descended upon the stone steps.
As for the Crimson Bright Cauldron, under True Monarch Qingyun's powerful strike—
It gave a mournful cry, its spiritual radiance greatly dimmed, and flew backward.
"Junior Brother Zhao, can this deal with you now?" True Monarch Qingyun sneered, taking the chance to close in and attack Zhou Xun.
Seeing this, Zhou Xun shook his head.
"Very well. I'll let you