A Fierce Battle Against a Grandmaster

Seeing that the other person resembled him somewhat, Old Mo became even more determined to recruit Brother Deng.

In recent days, a bunch of demons and monsters have sprung up in the literal sense, and the Underworld, which was dead and silent just a few years ago, is showing signs of awakening.

If he hadn't entered early and secured a hilltop, he probably wouldn't have anywhere to go now.

Now that the competition in the Underworld is fierce, he has no one to rely on and needs elite troops like Brother Deng.

Old Mo immediately appealed to his senses with both profit and reason, and finally lamented that the Heavenly Court was undergoing strange changes and was extremely dangerous, with many Immortals and Gods having infiltrated it, and that going back now would be tantamount to suicide.

For example, he has a neighbor named Great Immortal Youyin, a Ghost Immortal immortal who has been cultivating for thousands of years. He just came to his door and boasted that he had severed a Primordial Spirit clone, which had been sent to the Heavenly Court and was about to arrive in the Central Plains. He said that one day he would be able to break through the barrier between the Yin and Yang realms and bring his true body back to the mortal Mortal Realm...

The more Old Mo talked, the less Deng Canglan wanted to go to the Yincao Underworld.

There's no other reason than that he 'Buxi listening to advice since he was a child.

Deng Canglan immediately decided to return to the Heavenly Court to find out the truth.

On the bright side, perhaps all the guys in the Heavenly Court are dead by now, leaving no competitors, so wouldn't he be free to do as he pleases?

He thought to himself, "Maybe once we're in the Heavenly Court, the Ascension Platform will be effective."

"Old Mo, take care. I'll come visit you down there sometime."

Deng Canglan immediately took his leave, and just as he turned to return to the Heavenly Court, a huge ball of fire suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The Heavenly Court, which already had nine layers, suddenly had one layer explode!

In that realm, countless palaces, pavilions, and celestial mountains and seas of clouds were reduced to dust in the intense flames.

The flames were faster than the sound and the gusts of wind that followed.

In the dim light, Deng Canglan could see two figures fighting in the depths of the fire, each collision causing the sky to tremble violently.

As the earth-shattering roar finally reached his ears, and the crimson-gold heat wave from the explosion surged forth with a terrifying force capable of incinerating everything, Deng Canglan did not hesitate, turning around and crashing headfirst into the portal.

He stepped through the door, and suddenly his feet lost their footing.

It felt as if someone had kicked me from the heavens into an abyss, and I was falling uncontrollably. The wind howled like ghosts, and the light before my eyes dimmed rapidly.

In that instant, he saw the Nine Netherworlds Yellow Springs.

Above them stretched an endless, dark dome, as if shrouded in a thick fog that had been frozen for thousands of years;

Beneath my feet stretched a vast, gray wasteland, with faint, blood-red light seeping from the cracks;

In the distance, a dark yellow river flows silently, with countless pale shadows rising and falling on its surface.

A long-lost sense of peace rose from the bottom of my heart.

The Dao Sprout Immortal Embryo in his Dantian trembled slightly after entering this place, gradually sprouting branches and leaves, absorbing the surrounding Netherworld energy.

Deng Canglan paused for a moment, then a smile appeared on his lips.

"Yes, True Demon should reside in the Nine Netherworlds Yellow Springs."

He murmured to himself, his gaze sweeping across the world, a strange sense of belonging welling up within him.

With no sky above him and no ground beneath his feet, this Underworld truly seemed like a training ground tailor-made for him.

"Little Deng, I knew you'd change your mind!"

A familiar and delighted voice exploded in my ears.

The next moment.

A face with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and sharp edges came closer to him with a "swish", his eyes were piercing, and his stubble was as hard as iron, exuding an extremely strong aura of charlatanism.

The moment this face appeared, all the prying eyes from the surroundings vanished instantly, as if everyone was wary of the man before them.

Upon seeing the man's face clearly, Deng Canglan's doubts vanished, replaced by a sense of awe.

This person is indeed the sixth on the Heaven Ranking, the Great Hero Mo, who once fought against my master and only lost by one move!

Old Mo placed one hand on Deng Canglan's shoulder, his broad and strong hand conveying the warmth of a long-awaited reunion.

"Little Deng, from now on, follow your brother Mo, and we'll make a name for ourselves in this Underworld!"

He grabbed Deng Canglan's shoulder tightly, clearly not intending to let him leave easily. "Come on, let's go sit on my mountain for a bit, I'll give you a welcome feast!"

Hearing that his title had been downgraded from "Brother Deng" to "Little Deng was struck by the change.

Deng Canglan's lips twitched, feeling inexplicably like he had just escaped one tiger's den only to fall into another.

Old Mo put his arm around Deng Canglan's shoulder, pointed to the vast and boundless Yin Land, and, spittle flying, said with boundless pride:

"Right now, among all the mountains in the Yincao Underworld, I, Old Mo, am ranked in the top three. In another two years, my cultivation will improve even further."

Deng Canglan suddenly remembered something and asked, "Old Mo, can you sense the energy gathering from the Central Plains Mortal Realm?"

"Merit?" Old Mo scratched his forehead and muttered, "That thing doesn't seem like merit."

He asked, "Do you know where this thing comes from? I've been wondering about it too."

Deng Canglan asked seriously, "Was it you who passed on the Refining the True Method to Young Hero Yu Tunzhou?"

"Refining the True? Yu Tunzhou?" Old Mo was stunned, his expression somewhat dazed, then he exclaimed with delight, "These were all created by the Tunzhou?"

He slapped Deng Canglan on the shoulder, his eyes gleaming, and said, "How far has Tunzhou gotten? Has he made it into the top three of the Dragon and Dragon and Tiger Ranking? This generation of young people is quite extraordinary. Just those two girls, Feng Yanleng and An Ruyu, are not easy to deal with."

Deng Canglan's lips twitched slightly.

This is all ancient history.

Oh, that means the first half of the year.

Deng Canglan asked with some doubt, "Brother Mo, when you researched the method of Refining the True essence, didn't you discover that this method could solve the need for Profound Qi?"

Old Mo was immediately confused.

He created the method of Refining the True essence to verify whether the ultimate Inner Qi could be sublimated into Profound Qi.

In his deduction, if one can reach the forty-ninth stage of the Qi Ingestion Realm, one can align with a certain profound and mysterious Dao operation, transforming Inner Qi into Profound Qi.

Unfortunately, no one in the world can achieve this.

Reaching the forty-ninth stage of the Qi Ingestion Realm is simply a fantasy.

But judging from what Little Deng is saying right now...

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Deng Canglan also realized something and told him everything.

Old Mo's eyes gradually widened.

The method of Refining the True... not only has someone been able to complete forty-nine revolutions at the Qi Ingestion Realm, but it has also been simplified into an introductory Martial Dao method that everyone in the world can practice?

"As for Young Hero Yu..." Deng Canglan chuckled, "After the trip to Dragon Gate in the first half of the year, he ascended to the top of the Dragon and Tiger Ranking, and at the same time ranked seventy-second on the Earth Ranking."

"The Earth Ranking?" Old Mo exclaimed in shock. "Holy crap, I've only been gone for three years, Yu Tunzhou can already rival the External Scenery Third Layer?!"

This promotion speed is several times faster than his and Lu Huaiqing's!

"Comparable to External Scenery Third Layer?"

Deng Canglan recalled what he had seen in the Buddhist Kingdom and realized that he had underestimated that person.

However, even if he had said it, this person probably couldn't have imagined it.

Suddenly, a deep horn sounded from afar, rolling in from the depths of the gray fog, desolate and far-reaching, like the weeping of a million souls, shaking the entire wasteland slightly.

Old Mo clicked his tongue. "Here they go again, looking for trouble."

Deng Canglan looked over and was shocked. This was...

The aura of more than one Immortals and Gods!

Under the night sky.

Yu Tunzhou in free fall, it began to adapt to the new realm it had reached after its breakthrough.

Compared to before entering the Heavenly Court, his breakthrough this time can be described as a complete transformation in every sense of the word.

After surviving the tribulation of lightning, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art reached the third level of perfection.

With the completion of his Inner Heaven and Earth and the reforging of his Dao body during the tribulation of lightning, his body has transcended the limitations of the Dao body and reached the level of the Innate Dao Body.

Currently, in terms of physical strength alone, it has already surpassed his current understanding, lacking any point of reference.

Secondly, his elevated realm allowed him to grasp and master the principles of law far beyond the level of Divine Ability.

Now, with a single thought, he can perceive the laws within a radius of thirty or forty miles. The same Divine Ability has increased in power by at least ten times compared to the Divine Ability Realm.

Secondly, his mastery of the method of Nether Passage allowed him to invoke some of the laws of Xuandu Heaven.

Even without the Calamity Qi attribute, and without using the Heaven's Collapse and Earth's Collapse fist techniques, he was no longer afraid of the suppression of the Dharma Domain's laws.

These improvements made Yu Tunzhou eager to find a Martial Dao Grandmaster to practice against.

The further one progresses in Martial Dao, the greater the barriers between realms become. For Quasi-Grandmaster, without special methods, is almost powerless against Grandmaster who have reached the peak of mortals.

Now, he is confident that he can easily crush any Quasi-Grandmaster.

Recalling the invasion of the scattered immortal's divided spirit just now, Yu Tunzhou temporarily suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

Because this day will not last long.

With powerful beings from beyond the heavens raining down upon us, the Central Plains will inevitably descend into chaos.

Yu Tunzhou inquired about Huntian's situation.

To him, this wandering Youyin spirit who called himself Youyin was no trouble at all.

However, the other party's claim of "coming from the Netherworld" made him more cautious.

That's why he handed this person over to Huntian, hoping Huntian could extract all the information this guy knew.

Huntian originally wanted to search the soul, but after sensing the primordial aura it released, the wisp of spirit screamed in fright and lay on the sea surface, shouting "Lord Dao Lord!"

Perhaps feeling relieved by the shouting, Huntian Tian didn't swallow it, but instead Wenqing its origin.

This Human Dao, whose Daoist name Youyin, practiced the methods of Ghost Immortal immortal thousands of years ago. However, since the Netherworld fell silent and the Underworld was overrun, he too has fallen into a long slumber.

Until recently, Netherworld erupted in the Underworld for countless years revolted, causing the Ten Courts of the Underworld, which had been sealed for many years, to appear in the world. Even such old ghosts were forced to awaken, breaking through the barrier between the Yin and Yang realms, trying to find a way to enter the world.

By sheer chance, they arrived just in time for the Heavenly Court to open its gates, managing to enter the Central Plains at the last minute, where they happened to encounter Yu Tunzhou...

"What's the situation in the Underworld now?" Yu Tunzhou inquired.

He wanted to know if Old Mo was in the Underworld.

"Many ghosts and gods in the Underworld are awakening, and it is said that the Ten Yama Kings have also awakened, and the Underworld will be rebuilt..."

The Youyin trembled and spoke frankly, revealing all that he knew and said without reservation.

The two people in front of him were a Great Sage of the Demon Race Daoist School from the Dao Lineage. For a rogue Rogue Cultivator like Him who had attained Tao through Ghost Immortal immortality, they were beings whose ancestors he could not even dream of reaching.

Have you ever heard of a Central Plains Human Race surnamed Mo?

Yu Tunzhou pondered for a moment, then asked.

The development in the Underworld exceeded his expectations; before Old Mo could reopen the cycle of reincarnation, the Underworld awakened on its own?

"... Is it Mo Laoliu?" Youyin asked cautiously. "The True Person mentioned, is he a reckless man who wields a knife?"

Yu Tunzhou's eyes lit up. It really was Old Mo!

Tell me about his recent situation!

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Youyin carefully observed Yu Tunzhou's expression, unable to discern whether Mo Laoliu was this man's enemy or a fellow Daoist, and cautiously said,

"This man has carved out a considerable territory in the Underworld and is enjoying great power, but he has also attracted many enemies, especially the attention of that Devil Lord."

Devil Lord...

Yu Tunzhou suddenly recalled that when he was suppressing the Devil Lord in the Eastern Wilderness, a bright blade of light slashed out from the Netherworld Underworld connected by the Nine Netherworlds aura, severing the Nine Netherworlds passage for a moment and accelerating the Devil Lord's defeat.

Within that wisp of sword light, black and white energy flowed as one, seemingly embodying the Taiji of Yin and Yang.

Looking back now, it really was Old Mo!

Yu Tunzhou felt somewhat relieved.

This guy is not only lively and energetic, but he can also find time to hinder the Devil Lord's invasion of the Central Plains, so it seems there's no need to worry about him for the time being.

He then inquired about the details of the Underworld and threw the fellow into the Primordial Spirit Heaven and Earth to suppress him.

He might need to go to the Netherworld Underworld someday, and this guy still needs it.

And so, he was finally about to descend from the heavens to the earth.

The desert cities grew larger and larger in the field of vision, several long rivers meandered like silver threads, and the lights of the cities gradually went out, leaving only increasingly dark outlines.

The Western Desert was right beneath our feet.

Yu Tunzhou's eyes were deep and unfathomable. On this trip back from the Heavenly Court, besides cultivation, he had specifically put several things on his itinerary.

First, there's the Xie Northern Plains Xie Household. These guys have repeatedly opposed him, and behind them is the unpredictable Daoist Lu Ya.

Having returned and undergone a great transformation, he naturally wanted to express his sincere gratitude to the Xie Household.

The second is An Ruyu.

This demoness clearly knew something beforehand, especially with the combined actions of the River Diagram and Luo River Diagram at the end...

He was puzzled; what exactly had this demoness done in the Jade Pool, and where had she ended up?

And dealing with those Immortals and Gods who have infiltrated the Central Plains will most likely require her Luo River Diagram's assistance.

Yu Tunzhou glanced at the Western Desert below and suddenly remembered that not long ago, the Jin Household had been targeted and attacked by the Xie Household.

I wonder how Senior Jin has been doing these past few days.

Thinking of this, Yu Tunzhou suddenly steadied himself in the gale, confirmed his location, and with a light step, sped towards West Xuan Commandery.

Before leaving, he bid farewell to Senior Jin.

West Xuan Commandery.

Compared to not long ago, the atmosphere in West Xuan Commandery was noticeably desolate and oppressive, with many traces of martial arts battles visible on the streets.

The bustling atmosphere of merchants and travelers that once filled the area is long gone.

Not long ago, the battle in which Yu Tunzhou killed Xuanyangzi became the most frequently mentioned topic of conversation in the teahouses and taverns of West Xuan Commandery.

But within just a few days, the biggest topic of conversation in the city had changed.

Because something happened to the Jin Household.

Within a few days, more than ten strongholds of the Jin Household in West Xuan Commandery and several surrounding counties were uprooted almost simultaneously.

Almost all the major powers stationed in West Xuan Commandery could guess the real culprit behind the scenes.

They were well aware that the Xie Household was making an example of the Jin Household to establish their authority in the Western Desert and deter all forces that were affiliated with the Northern Dark Sea.

No one spoke up, and no one dared to intervene.

Because during this period, the Xie Household's performance in Northern Plains was so dazzling that the word "brilliant" was not enough to describe it; it was simply an overwhelming victory.

The strength and resources they demonstrated far exceeded those of ordinary aristocratic Aristocratic Clan.

Therefore, when the powerful figures from various families saw the Jin Household, an old and established clan that had stood in the Western Desert for over a thousand years, being gradually and almost toyed with by the Xie Household, an indescribable chill rose in their hearts.

If the Jin Household is like this, what could they do in their place?

Therefore, when the news spread that Jin Moyuan had lured away two Xie Household and had not returned for several days, the reactions of all parties were remarkably consistent.

A silence tinged with a sense of shared sorrow, like the death of a rabbit among foxes.

Inside the Jin Household.

Inside the Jin Household compound, chaos had already erupted.

The council chamber was brightly lit by candlelight, yet it could not illuminate the gloom on everyone's faces.

"This can't go on!" An elder slammed his hand on the table, his hair and beard standing on end. "Moyuan has been fighting for days, his fate unknown. Are we just going to sit here and wait?"

"Then what do you suggest we do?" the other person sighed. "A Grandmaster and a Quasi-Grandmaster, we can't help them at all."

"Then we must bow down to the Xie Household!" Jin Tingfeng said, her voice weary. "Handing over the Jin Household token might save Moyuan's life and preserve the last vestige of our Jin Household's lineage."

"Absurd!" An elder from the External Scenery Realm suddenly stood up, furious. "Moyuan is fighting to the death outside, and we, the elders, are here discussing admitting defeat and surrendering?"

"What about the Jin Household, which has over a thousand members?"

"During the time Moyuan has been keeping the Xie Household in check, we have already sent some core members away, leaving behind their blood."

"What about the rest of the Xie Household members? Are they all dead?"

"Alright," an old man interrupted the argument, letting out a heavy sigh. "What's the point of arguing like this?"

"The one who truly determines the future of the Jin Household is still fighting to the death deep in the Western Desert."

The old man's eyes were cloudy as he looked out of the hall.

In the courtyard under the night sky outside the window, a figure seemed to stand quietly.

Deep in the Western Desert.

Qin Zang, the number one figure in the Western Desert Court and the eighteenth on the Earth Ranking, the Marquis Who Guards the West, gazed through the endless yellow sand and landed on the distant battlefield.

Amidst the chaotic Gobi Desert, three powerful auras stirred the heavens and earth, causing them to change color.

One of them was Jin Moyuan.

This man single-handedly held off two powerful members of the Xie Household, fighting and retreating deep into the Western Desert. However, he was now at his limit, covered in blood, and wouldn't last much longer.

"What a pity..." Qin Zang murmured softly, full of regret.

In his view, given Jin Moyuan's foundation, if given another three to five years, he would most likely be able to reach the Grandmaster level and become the true pillar of the Western Desert.

Unfortunately, I am destined to perish here today.

"Jin Moyuan! Stop holding on!"

Xie Xiao pierced the Heavenly Eagle's wing and laughed loudly amidst the Heavenly Eagle's painful cry.

"The Northern Dark Sea cannot come to your aid; they are struggling to survive themselves and have no spare capacity to support you in the Western Desert!"

He slightly raised the tip of his sword, pointing it directly at Jin Moyuan, and sneered, "If you had abandoned the Jin Household a few days ago and fled alone, waiting to return and seek revenge after breaking through to the Grandmaster or even the Dharma Aspect, I would have thought more highly of you. But now?"

"Absolutely foolish!"

A few days ago, Xie Xiao was easily suppressed by Jin Moyuan in a battle, but now the situation has been reversed!

The root of the problem lies not far away, in that indifferent figure strolling leisurely.

That was Xie Liyuan, the Grandmaster of the Xie Household.

He remained indifferent and silent throughout.

His silence was more despairing than Xie Xiao's taunts.

He sealed off all of Jin Moyuan's escape routes with his killing intent, without uttering any words or mockery. He simply waited for his opponent to exhaust himself before striking down his head.

At this moment...

Jin Moyuan remained calm, ignoring Xie Xiao's taunts, but he did not back down.

Because he no longer had the energy to maneuver.

He stopped in his tracks.

The wind blew from the north, whipping his hair and tattered armor, making them flutter.

He glanced eastward.

That's the direction of West Xuan Commandery.

He grew up there, entered the Martial Dao there, and finally set off from there, heading east to the heart of the Central Plains, where he made a group of friends he could entrust his life to along the way.

Those were the most beautiful, most passionate, and most spirited times of his life.

Back then, I was young and impetuous, riding my horse through the streets, thinking the world was vast and boundless, where I could roam freely as I pleased.

Looking back now, he realizes that the martial arts world is just such a place; you are born here, and you don't mind dying here.

It is free and vast, but it often goes and never returns.

Jin Moyuan raised the spear in his hand.

The spearhead was pointing directly in the direction where Xie Liyuan and Xie Xiao were standing.

The next moment, the world suddenly became extremely quiet.

All the sounds of wind, sand, and breath vanished completely in that instant.

It was as if the long history of this world had been waiting for this shot.

For a fleeting moment, Jin Moyuan felt a sense of disorientation, as if he saw a figure in a green robe walking straight ahead, neither veering left nor right, yet seemingly going in the opposite direction from many others.

This moment.

Jin Moyuan's figure slowly blurred in the golden light, eventually merging with the golden spear.

The gun is drawn.

Like a vast desert sun.

Clang--!!

The broken spearhead flew a long way, its echo lingering.

Xie Xiao touched his neck in horror, a drop of crimson blood slowly seeping out. If it weren't for Ancestor Liyuan's intervention at the last moment, he would have been pierced through the neck by that stunning spear!

"What a pity."

Even Xie Liyuan, who was usually taciturn, couldn't help but speak up at this moment.

His gaze fell on Jin Moyuan, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

That shot was truly amazing.

As Quasi-Grandmaster, on the verge of death, he condensed all his life's learning and insights into a single spear thrust. This thrust, let alone Grandmaster's, even revealed a trace of the path of Dharma Aspect.

If Jin Moyuan had lived a few more years and honed this shot to perfection, he might not have been able to stop it today.

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in this world.

Xie Liyuan looked at Xie Xiao, his tone devoid of any emotion. "He has already planted a demon in your heart, so you must kill him with your own hands to completely sever this demon."

Xie Xiao was silent for a moment, then the ferocious look on his face reappeared.

"Good."

Xie Xiao strode forward, sword in hand, his expression fierce.

Jin Moyuan slowly released his grip.

The spear, now without its head, slipped from his palm and plunged into the ground, supporting his swaying figure.

Make his back straight.

Just like throughout his life, he never bent his back to anyone.

He looked at Xie Xiao, who was approaching step by step, with indifferent eyes, as if he were looking at an insignificant passerby.

At the last moment, Jin Moyuan slowly closed his eyes.

In a daze, he seemed to see a figure in a green robe descending from the sky again.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

Because a voice reached his ears, drowning out the swirling yellow sand.

"Martial Uncle Jin, are you getting old?"

Xie Liyuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

Amidst the swirling yellow sand, a figure in a green robe appeared ten feet away.

He hadn't even noticed when this person had appeared!

With his perception, he could control every blade of grass, every tree, every grain of sand, and every stone within a radius of several miles.

But the person in front of them seemed to have grown out of thin air from the yellow sand, and from beginning to end, he did not reveal the slightest bit of his aura.

Xie Xiao, who was standing to the side, suddenly turned his head, his eyes wide open, and shouted angrily, "Where did this rat come from?! Daring to interfere in the Xie Household's affairs!"

The man remained unmoved, his gaze seemingly fixed solely on Jin Moyuan before him. He asked again, a hint of amusement in his voice:

"Martial Uncle Jin, are you still the same person you were back then?"

Jin Moyuan burst into laughter, his voice tinged with blood and foam, yet still strong and resolute. His reply was as clear as ever, as if he were forcibly giving himself a renewed breath.

"I am still capable of fighting!"

That concludes the discussion.

The figure that cut through the wind and sand looked at the moonlight tonight, smiled, and murmured:

"A thousand years of Martial Dao, winding through mountains, yet how many truly reach the summit?"

Suddenly, Xie Liyuan, who had been merely sitting in the shadows, vanished and took the initiative to attack!

His five fingers, like hooks, fiercely grabbed at the figure, almost extinguishing the laws within a radius of several miles, as if firmly grasped by his five fingers, suppressing all abnormalities at the level of laws under this attack.

The reason why Grandmaster is Grandmaster is that he establishes the Dharma Domain and the law is based on the mind.

Xie Liyuan follows the path of "warfare and slaughter," using killing intent to condense Dharma Domain Dharma Domain to control heaven and earth.

At that moment, he made his move and sealed off all the space around the man in the green robe, making it truly impenetrable!

However, his five fingers froze in mid-air as soon as he extended them.

Because that figure remained completely still and within his Dharma Domain, it was unaffected in the slightest.

Like a solitary peak standing between heaven and earth, I remain unmoved regardless of the ebb and flow of the tides.

Xie Liyuan suddenly stopped, his expression filled with surprise and uncertainty, unable to fathom the other party's true nature.

Xie Xiao, standing to the side, was even more shocked, not only because he had recognized the young man in front of him, but also because of the unusual behavior of Ancestor Liyuan.

The man in the green robe stepped forward and laughed:

"Come, let me see just how much this former Grandmaster of the Northern Plains really weighs."

Xie Liyuan's expression darkened. As Grandmaster, when had he ever been treated with such contempt?

"Court death!"

The next moment, the ink -Black Saber like a surging ink dragon, carrying an overwhelming force of killing intent, aimed straight for Yu Tunzhou's head.

Before the blade even arrived, the desert behind Yu Tunzhou had already been plowed by the blade's energy, creating a ravine that stretched for over ten miles!

And the next moment.

Xie Liyuan's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

He stared intently ahead, while the figure in the green robe only raised his right hand!

Just two fingers.

Yet it was described lightly, as if picking a fallen petal.

There was no expected clang of metal against metal, nor any stirring of clashing Gang Qi, but instead, the opponent reached out and grasped the blade of the dark longsword.

At this moment, no matter how much Xie Liyuan stirred his Gang Qi and poured out his legal principles, the blade did not advance an inch.

He felt as if the knife in his hand had slashed into the chaos, and the Gang Qi, intent, and principles of killing on the knife had vanished like mud entering the sea, turning into nothingness.

Yu Tunzhou looked up at Xie Liyuan and smiled slightly:

"It seems that even the Grandmaster of Northern Plains are nothing special."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tightened his grip with two fingers.

"Boom--!"

The sound was crisp like shattered glass, yet also dull like a pillar of heaven breaking.

The blade of the ink-black longsword snapped in two with a single blow!

Xie Liyuan suddenly felt an irresistible force flow through the hilt of the sword into his right arm, and half of his body instantly went numb, his tiger's mouth exploded, and blood splattered!

But he couldn't care less about any of that.

Because the person in front of him slowly released his grip.

The broken blade spun and fell, landing in the yellow sand beneath Xie Liyuan's feet in disbelief.

The blade hummed and vibrated on its own, the echo lingering for a long time, like a lament.

The ferocity on Xie Xiao's face behind him had frozen, leaving only bewilderment.

Who... exactly is this person?