Countless Sword Qi from the horizon rushed towards Han Xuanji, their sharpness sending chills down one's spine.
"This person's Sword Dao is far superior to Ling Cang's back then."
Han Xuanji thought to himself, "It's not surprising."
After all, when he fought Ling Cang, he was still at the Eternal Dao Master stage, while the person in front of him was already close to Eternal True God, so they were naturally not on the same level.
But he has not neglected his Sword Dao over the years.
He swept out with his sword, and the Sword Qi energy also surged. The Sword Qi collided in the air, and it was clear that his side had the upper hand.
At that moment, a figure suddenly darted out, seizing the opportunity to wield a heavy halberd.
"Excuse me!"
A burly figure suddenly appeared, and a colossal figure, tens of feet tall, abruptly emerged in the void.
The halberd in his hand resembled a collapsing mountain, its imposing presence and weighty aura like an ancient divine mountain descending from the sky.
Beneath the giant halberd, Han Xuanji's figure appeared so small, as if he would be pulverized at any moment.
However, Han Xuanji remained calm and composed. The pale golden aura of his Indestructible Creation Body flowed around him, and that layer of golden light, which seemed as thin as Cicada Wing, was so tough that it inspired despair.
A palm strike was unleashed!
boom!
The giant hand collided with the halberd in mid-air, creating a deafening sound.
The domineering power contained in his palm was like ten thousand volcanoes erupting simultaneously.
The burly figure felt an overwhelming force backlashing through his body, causing his Qi and Blood to surge and his body to involuntarily retreat several steps. The huge phantom behind him also became blurred, and with each step he took, he left a deep crater in the ground.
His face was filled with horror as he looked at his hands, which he could barely close, in disbelief.
He had cultivated the Dao of the Physical Body for thousands of years and considered himself to be virtually unmatched among his peers. Yet, this peerless prodigy who cultivated the Dao of Principle was able to defeat him in the very path he excelled at. This was simply unbelievable.
A person's energy is limited. The other party's cultivation of the Dao of Principle is already among the best in the world. Where does he get the energy to supplement his physical cultivation?
Han Xuanji withdrew his hand, golden flames surging around him. His gaze swept over the four figures in the arena, and he spoke calmly:
That's it?
"Arrogant!"
Wan Kun watched helplessly as his teammates' attack faltered. Although shocked, he did not show any fear on the surface.
Although Han Xuanji possessed astonishing combat prowess, holding his own against two opponents, he was alone and lacked the strength to fight effectively. To dare to utter such arrogant words while facing an attack from four of them truly showed a lack of awareness about the meaning of death.
Wan Kun made up his mind to stop observing and instead take the initiative:
"Let's attack together!"
The moment the words left their mouths, the group attacked again, unleashing their most powerful attack techniques.
A sword light pierced from the left, its condensed light sharp and incomparably razor-sharp.
A halberd shadow attacked from the right, its body burning with a blood-red light, as heavy as a mountain.
A seal descended from the sky, its surface wreathed in icy power.
Several attacks came simultaneously from different directions.
Han Xuanji remained expressionless, but a thought flashed through his mind. He feigned weakness and pretended to be struggling to cope.
At the critical moment, taking advantage of Han Xuanji's exhaustion, Wan Kun suddenly appeared from behind Han Xuanji, his twin blades stabbing straight at Han Xuanji's back like venomous snakes.
He had been preparing this strike for a long time, and the eerie blue light on the blade suddenly surged the moment it was thrust out, causing a thin layer of frost to condense in the air.
Han Xuanji did not turn around.
The Saint Soul Perception had already accurately relayed Wan Kun's every move; what seemed like a fatal blow was nothing more than a weakness delivered to his doorstep.
He parried the two swords with his backhand, used the momentum to spin around, and struck out with his left palm. The golden palm print of the Great Heaven Creation Palm was like a giant wall, pressing towards Wan Kun's chest.
Wan Kun hastily raised his sword to parry, but the immense force caused his tiger's mouth to split open, the short sword to fly out of his hand, and he was sent flying dozens of feet away, crashing heavily into the rock wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood mist.
From Wan Kun's sneak attack to Han Xuanji's counterattack, it's a long story, but in reality, it only took a split second.
In the blink of an eye, one of the four masters had been seriously injured.
The remaining three exchanged bewildered glances, their fighting spirit finally beginning to waver.
Not far away, a master from the Ten Thousand Immortals Association was also firmly thwarted in his attack on Zhou Yuan. Relying on the advantage of the Heavenly Wolf Moonlight Saber, Zhou Yuan not only defended flawlessly but was also able to occasionally launch a counterattack, forcing the enemy back with a single strike.
Although Liu Wanxu and Wang Jue had stabilized the situation on Li Fu's side and even had a slight advantage, their hearts sank when they caught a glimpse of Wan Kun being beaten and sent flying backward, coughing up blood.
Several people attacked Han Xuanji, but instead of gaining any advantage or making a breakthrough, they were easily defeated by her.
How could the four of them have ended up like this?
Liu Wanxu was not the type to hold a grudge. He knew how powerful these four were, that they were proficient in combined attacks, had excellent teamwork, and were all top-notch experts on their own.
Why did he appear so weak when facing Han Xuanji?
"I'm going to help, you hold on!"
Liu Wanxu let out a low shout, not expecting the situation to change so quickly, and that it was now their side that needed to support the side with more people, something he hadn't anticipated.
"What a piece of trash!"
Facing the crazed Li Fu alone, Wang Jue suddenly felt immense pressure.
They had initially thought they could quickly defeat him, but unexpectedly, they were on the verge of losing.
Liu Wanxu's figure suddenly appeared beside the other three. He formed a hand seal, and purple lotus flowers appeared in the air. Each lotus flower contained an astonishing corrosive power and attacked Han Xuanji.
Li Fu had previously suffered quite a bit when facing the combined attack of the two.
Liu Wanxu Ten Thousand Immortals Association Society, and his strength was even greater than that of Wan Kun and the other three. Even though he didn't have much coordination with them, his four attacks came like a storm, blocking all of Han Xuanji's escape routes in an instant.
Han Xuanji also felt considerable pressure.
Unlike their peak performance outside, even within the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm, they cannot fight back head-on against such a fierce attack.
Han Xuanji also used all her skills to block all the attacks.
Boom boom boom!
Countless loud explosions erupted in the sky, sending up countless shockwaves.
"He can't hold on for long!"
Liu Wanxu unleashed a hand seal, a cold smile playing on his lips.
Within this Nine Mysteries Saint Realm, one's strength is reduced to less than one-tenth. To expect to contend against all four of them single-handedly, even with utmost caution, is virtually impossible.
To put it bluntly, even if Chi Yuan came, it would be difficult to break the deadlock.
Does he think that just because he ambushed and killed Wang Qing, he can do whatever he wants here?
Before the cold smile on Liu Wanxu's lips had faded, his eyelids suddenly twitched.
"Not good!"
He almost instinctively sensed something was wrong.
In the aftershocks of the collision of true essences ahead, the billowing dust obscured everyone's vision, while Han Xuanji's aura suddenly drew closer, heading straight for them.
Han Xuanji naturally couldn't continue to be beaten, so she took the initiative to attack.
So what if there are four of them?
He was enveloped in a layer of golden flames, a manifestation of pushing his Indestructible Creation Body to its limit.
He has cultivated this body-refining method to an extremely profound level; this is the boost to his strength brought about by his unparalleled talent.
Although basic stats cannot be transferred into this Nine Mysteries Saint Realm, the stronger the Cultivation Method, the greater the boost it will provide.
The main difference between cultivators here lies in their understanding of the Great Dao and the Cultivation Method they have mastered.
Han Xuanji was clearly a cut above the rest, having mastered many of the secret techniques of the Sage to a very high level, something unimaginable to other cultivators.