Blasting Apart Sword Spirit's Body and Blockading the Entrance!

True Lord Jianling's chest was charred black, his flesh writhing, but his powerful Daoist aura forcefully suppressed the injury.

He stared intently at Shi Jian, his eyes filled with madness.

As a fellow Nascent Soul, he couldn't believe he had been defeated so thoroughly.

"Monster! I have cultivated for six hundred years, how could I fear you!"

True Lord Jianling's expression hardened, and he spat out a ball of Essence Blood Essence Blood, which burned in mid-air and transformed into a blood-red longsword.

This is the Blood Sword Instruction passed down by the Heavenly Sword School Sect.

At the cost of shortening one's lifespan, one forcibly elevates one's sword intent.

The crimson longsword swelled in the wind, pointing directly at Shi Jian.

Shi Jian stood in the void, expressionless.

He looked at the blood-red giant sword and dared not be negligent. He raised his right hand, and purple-gold lightning gathered in his palm. The lightning condensed and transformed into a purple lightning spear more than ten feet long.

The crimson greatsword crashed down.

Instead of retreating, Shi Jian advanced, taking a step forward and hurling his purple lightning spear at the giant sword.

Boom!

The spear and the greatsword collided in mid-air.

Crimson Sword Qi rippled outwards, shattering the surrounding space.

The purple-gold lightning exploded, and the destructive power contained within the lightning instantly eroded the blood-red Sword Qi. The collision of the Great Daos resulted in a stalemate that lasted less than half a breath.

The crimson greatsword shattered into pieces.

The purple lightning spear, however, remained undeterred, heading straight for the True Lord Jianling's face.

True Lord Jianling's expression changed drastically. He summoned several defensive Law Treasure, which flew out and transformed into a light screen to protect himself.

Click! Click!

Mid-grade Law Treasure are utterly vulnerable in the face of the Purple Lightning Spear.

The spear pierced through seven layers of light barriers before being blocked by a bronze shield. The shield's surface dimmed, and it let out a mournful cry.

Before True Lord Jianling could even breathe a sigh of relief, Shi Jian's figure had already appeared in front of him.

Shi Jian unleashed a punch, followed by a deafening roar of thunder!

The fist slammed into the bronze shield, shattering it into pieces instantly.

The force of the punch passed right through his body.

True Lord Jianling's eyes bulged out, and his chest suddenly caved in.

"You..."

Shi Jian swung a backhand whip kick, striking True Lord Jianling in the side.

The sound of bones cracking rang out.

True Lord Jianling was sent flying hundreds of feet and crashed into another mountain.

Shi Jian flashed again and followed.

He grabbed True Lord Jianling by the neck and lifted him into the air.

"Your sword is too weak!"

Shi Jian exerted force with his five fingers, and purple-gold lightning surged wildly into the body of the True Lord Jianling along his fingertips.

Thunder raged through his meridians, destroying his life force.

"Ah--!"

True Lord Jianling let out a shrill scream.

Above, the True Lord Zhengyi, trapped by the White Crane, had eyes that were about to burst with rage.

"Shi Jian! If you dare kill him, my Righteous Qi Gate will fight your Myriad Demon Domain to the death!"

The True Lord Zhengyi launched a fierce attack on the Cloud Prison.

The White Crane chuckled softly, and the flowing clouds neutralized the attack.

"Fellow Daoist Zhengyi, you should save your energy."

Shi Jian turned his head and glanced at True Lord Zhengyi.

"A fight to the death? I'll be waiting!"

The words fell.

Lightning blazed brightly in Shi Jian's palm, and the Purple Pivot Lightning erupted completely.

Bang!

The True Lord Jianling's physical body exploded from the inside out.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, turning into ashes.

A Nascent Soul the size of a fist burst forth in terror from the lightning. The Nascent Soul clutched a broken small sword, its face filled with resentment and fear.

"You monster! I, the Sword Spirit, swear I will not rest until this grudge is avenged!"

The Nascent Soul let out a sharp cry and used a teleportation technique to disappear into the void.

It must be said that this person's combat strength is not particularly high, but his sword-flying escape technique is quite skillful.

Despite Shi Jian's precautions, the other party still managed to escape.

No wonder this Sword Spirit survived the great battle; if it were a pure sword cultivator, it would have fought to the death.

There's a reason why everyone survived.

Shi Jian stood still and patted the dust off his hands.

The Nascent Soul escaped, but the physical body was destroyed.

Even if the True Lord Jianling survives, he can only possess another body to rebuild his cultivation; he will be unable to fight again for at least a hundred years.

A hundred years later, why would the Myriad Demon Domain fear the revenge of this lowly scoundrel?

Shi Jian turned his head and glanced at the Human Race Nascent Soul present.

True Lord Purple Yang, True Lord Qingxuan, True Lord Wenxuan...

Everyone remained silent.

Lightning Bear's combat strength was both within their expectations and unexpected; they had guessed that Shi Jian would be very strong.

I just didn't expect it to be this strong!

Having just Nascent Soul Formation, he was able to crush the physical body of the True Lord Jianling with overwhelming force.

If given another one or two hundred years, who on the Profound Spirit Continent could control him? Who could be his enemy?

"Zhengyi, get out of here while I'm in a good mood!"

Shi Jian spoke, and his voice, carried by spiritual energy, resounded throughout the entire Kunyuan Mountain Range.

The True Lord Zhengyi stopped his attack, feeling deeply humiliated, but he didn't dare to retaliate.

The Sword Spirit has been defeated. If he faces White Crane and Shi Jian alone, he will surely die. Preserving the lineage is the top priority.

"The Righteous Qi Gate will remember this humiliation!"

True Lord Zhengyi gritted his teeth, turned around and transformed into a sword light, fleeing to the southeast.

The Righteous Qi Gate has been utterly defeated.

Shi Jian withdrew his gaze and looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky.

With a wave of his sleeve, the thunderclouds dispersed.

Then, he turned around and landed on the Kunyuan Mountain.

Shi Jian found a spot and sat down cross-legged.

His long purple and white robe trailed to the ground, exuding an imposing aura without anger. Lightning surged around him, causing the heavens and earth to Lei Ming incessantly.

Shi Jian slowly closed his eyes, his voice calm, yet filled with boundless murderous intent.

"A hundred years ago, the Heavenly Sword School slaughtered my Demon Race's relatives."

"Today, I will repay blood with blood, and revenge with revenge."

"The secret realm will open in three months."

"Disciples of the Righteous Qi Gate Sect, step forward, and I will devour one."

"For every pair that comes out, I'll eat a pair!"

These words caused an uproar in the audience.

They're blocking the door and eating people!

This kind of behavior is simply outrageous.

True Lord Qingxuan's face turned ashen.

"Shi Jian! The Kunyuan Secret Realm is a place of fortuitous opportunity for our Human Race, how dare you act so presumptuously here!"

Shi Jian didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Old Qingxuan, if you are not convinced, you are welcome to come and spar with me."

True Lord Qingxuan was speechless.

He looked around.

The two Sea Ape Demon King of the Heavenly Ape Domain were grinning coldly.

The two Flood Dragon from the Flood Dragon Domain had cold, sinister gazes.

The Demon Lord White Crane stood to the side, waving a folding fan with an even more relaxed expression. As long as he dared to make a move, the True Lord White Crane would dare to step in and help him fight!

Six Shapeshifting Demon King.

On the Human Race, only Grand Purity, Supreme Purity, and One Qi Dao Gate remain.

If a real war breaks out, the Human Race will not gain any advantage.

True Lord Purple Yang sighed; the situation had ultimately changed.

"Fellow Daoist Qingxuan, that's enough."

"The feud between the Righteous Qi Gate and the Myriad Demon Domain is none of our business."

True Lord Purple Yang stated his position directly: the Supreme Purity Sect is currently weak, and he does not want to provoke Shi Jian for the sake of the Righteous Qi Gate.

True Lord Wenxuan also silently took half a step back.

The One Qi Dao Gate is even poorer and less able to withstand setbacks. Moreover, it is located right next to the Myriad Demon Domain. If it angers the other side, it will inevitably suffer retaliation.

True Lord Qingxuan snorted coldly and turned to retreat back to the Grand Purity Sect's flying boat.

The three Human Race tacitly approved of Shi Jian's actions.

Shi Jian sat cross-legged at the entrance of the secret realm, like a thunder god, suppressing this place.

The Demon Lord White Crane landed and stood beside Shi Jian.

The two figures interacted amidst thunder and clouds, their powerful auras intimidating all directions.

"Brother Shi, this tactic of making an example of someone is brilliant."

The White Crane conveyed its approval.

Shi Jian did not respond.

He closed his eyes to meditate and stabilize his newly formed Purple Pivot Immortal Foundation.

The physical body of the True Lord Jianling is merely an appetizer.

Three months later, his real target will be those talented disciples of the Righteous Qi Gate who are scrambling for fortuitous opportunity in the secret realm.

He wanted to use the blood of these people to tell the Profound Spirit Continent a lesson.

The Myriad Demon Domain is not to be trifled with.

The Demon Race will not be insulted lightly!