Murong Xiong was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, but then flew into a rage.
He couldn't help but glare fiercely at the disciple outside who had delivered the message, then turned to Ye Xuan with a vicious look. "What a sharp-tongued beast! How dare you insult me, Dao Xuan Immortal—"
However, before he could finish speaking—
"Go to hell! You dare lay a hand on me? I'll kill you!"
Ye Xuan let out a low shout, and the next moment, his foot slammed into the ground with a loud thud, instantly covering hundreds of meters and arriving directly in front of Murong Xiong.
Upon seeing this scene, Murong Xiong was horrified. Not only him, but everyone around him was also shocked.
You must understand, this is not the outside world.
In the outside world, it's normal to take a step that covers hundreds of meters, let alone hundreds of miles.
However, this place was filled with killing intent, making it difficult to even take a step forward. Yet Ye Xuan instantly traversed hundreds of meters, which was truly astonishing.
Ye Xuan didn't care about all that; at this moment, a sword had already appeared in his hand.
Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword.
Almost the instant the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword appeared, the killing intent in the entire space suddenly surged even more.
Ye Xuan, however, was too lazy to say anything more. Holding the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword, he swung it and slashed.
The sword's edge pierced the sky, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.
One sword.
Two swords.
Dozens of swords.
In just a moment, Ye Xuan unleashed dozens of sword strikes, gradually tearing through the void.
Upon witnessing this scene, Murong Xiong couldn't help but roar repeatedly, pounding his fists wildly, his Spiritual Qi surging, and his killing intent soaring to the heavens.
However, how could he, Half-Saint Second Layer, possibly stop Ye Xuan?
Ye Xuan's eighteen swords fell, his arms, legs, and even his entire body were almost shattered.
Blood and flesh flew everywhere.
By the time Ye Xuan stopped, Murong Xiong had been chopped into a human stump and was barely clinging to life.
Witnessing this scene, countless people were shocked, horrified, and utterly terrified. Their breathing became rapid, their hearts pounded, and they felt as if they were about to suffocate.
In this place, how could Murong Xiong, a local tyrant, be so pathetic?
Both Zhuo Weng and Zixia looked pale and unwell.
Especially Zixia, whose delicate body was trembling slightly, one hand tightly covering her mouth, but she dared not make a sound.
"Is the Dao Mystic Immortal Sect so great? Is Murong Xiong so great? I'm already being merciful by not killing you. How dare you be so arrogant in front of me? If you don't die, who will?"
Ye Xuan's voice was cold, yet it sent chills down the spines of countless people.
With that sound, he immediately sheathed his sword and threw a punch.
"No!"
Murong Xiong was in despair and wanted to resist, but he had no power to do so.
With a loud bang.
Ye Xuan punched him in the head, causing the skull to explode and blood to stain the void.
Ahead.
Yang Ye, who was originally quite calm and refined, was deeply shocked by what he saw!
How is this possible? How is this possible?!
Murong Xiong, Half-Saint Second Layer, died just like that?
His face was pale, and his body was somewhat stiff.
A strong sense of resentment and killing intent surged in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.
Who is Ye Xuan, and how perceptive is he?
You want to kill me?
With a soft chuckle, Ye Xuan took another step, heading directly towards Yang Ye.
If Yang Ye hadn't shown any murderous intent towards him, he might have spared his life.
But now, how could he possibly let the other party go?
Even if Yang Ye was no threat to him at all, Ye Xuan would not tolerate someone who harbored murderous intent towards him living.
"What... what are you going to do?"
Upon seeing this, Yang Ye's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but let out a low growl.
Ye Xuan, however, was too lazy to say anything more. He instantly closed in on Yang Ye and threw a punch.
Yang Ye's expression changed again, and with a grab of his right hand, a long sword appeared in his hand.
The longsword gleamed with golden light, its runes swirling and intertwining.
" Heaven Shattering!"
A furious roar echoed through the void as Yang Ye suddenly slashed out with his longsword.
The heavens and earth roared, and a dazzling blade of light tore through the void, as if slaying an ancient demon god.
" Heaven Shattering?"
"Screw you!"
Ye Xuan cursed angrily, but he was not afraid at all.
His spiritual Spiritual Qi surged and went berserk in an instant, all 108 of his spiritual meridians opened, True Solar Fire circulated rapidly.
With a single punch, the force of the blow shook the heavens and earth, unleashing a fiery dragon!
The fire dragon roared, opened its mouth and bit down, instantly shattering the blade's edge. The next moment, it bit directly into the blade.
The runes that had been lit up on the longsword began to dim, and Yang Ye felt a deep sense of unease.
However, before the longsword could be destroyed, the fire dragon had already moved forward along the blade and instantly enveloped his entire body.
"Ah--"
A piercing scream.
Just as Yang Ye was about to risk everything to fight to the death, endless killing intent surrounded him and completely tore his body apart.
Boom!
A loud bang.
The world was quiet.
Yang Ye, fallen!
The scene was deathly quiet.
It's truly and completely quiet now.
Dead?
Another Half-Saint has died?
This Ye Xuan is truly too strong, practically invincible.
Those Dao Mystic Immortal Sect members outside were terrified upon seeing this scene. After regaining their senses, they took to the air and left without hesitation.
"Walk?"
Ye Xuan laughed loudly, then suddenly opened his mouth wide. "Swallow!"
A single word, "swallow," resounded throughout the heavens and earth. The next moment, a deafening roar erupted, the ground shattered, and countless weapons formed from Spiritual Qi appeared in the void.
After those weapons appeared, they all rushed towards the Dao Xuan Sect disciples to kill them.
At the same time, a large, pitch-black mouth appeared; it was the small mouth that Ye Xuan had transformed into after using the Demon-Devouring Divine Canon.
With this two-pronged approach, how could those Dao Mystic Immortal Sect disciples possibly escape?
The spirit resists, the spirit disappears, and the body is injured.
When a domain is unleashed, the domain will be suppressed instantly, and the spiritual consciousness controlling the domain will be devoured, gradually weakening and severely damaging them.
In this way, there is no spiritual consciousness, no domain.
Those people claim to be Venerable Realm cultivators, but in reality, they only possess the physical bodies of the Venerable Realm, completely lacking the combat power of the Venerable Realm. How could they possibly withstand their attacks?
In no time at all, the disciples of the Dao Mystic Immortal Sect had been almost entirely killed or wounded.
It has to be said that Ye Xuan's cultivation level had risen to the Venerable Realm Fifth Layer, and after obtaining the Demon-Devouring Divine Canon, he was truly terrifying.
While their cultivation level may not have increased by much, their combat power has increased many times over.
Even without relying on amplification, Rule Suppression, or personal intervention, he could still crush Venerable Realm Peak Stage.
At this moment, all around was truly silent, eerily silent, and strangely silent.
Zhuo Weng and Zixia's faces turned deathly pale.
The two stared at Ye Xuan Ye Xuan shock, somewhat bewildered as to why he was able to unleash his domain here.
You must understand that in this area rife with murderous intent, daring to use one's spiritual sense and domain is tantamount to courting death; one will be strangled by the killing intent of this place.
They had no idea that Ye Xuan possessed Absolute Domain, Absolute Domain did not require spiritual control.
Moreover, even if it was controlled by his spiritual sense, after so much time of tempering and comprehension, the killing intent here could not harm his spiritual sense.
During this period, he not only tempered his physical body, but also his spiritual consciousness.
The two exchanged a glance and were about to leave.
Suddenly, my body stiffened.
Two slender swords formed from Spiritual Qi were placed horizontally above their heads.
Ye Xuan, standing ahead, spoke in a calm voice:
"We spared your lives earlier only out of respect for the Shi Heng brothers."
"However, you have repeatedly insulted me, so you cannot blame me."
"Now I'm giving you a chance: kneel down, or die!"
The entire room fell silent.