Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was the afternoon twilight. The Great Demon God, whom the "Discussion on Heroic Deeds" had been waiting for, finally arrived. His arrogant and domineering aura was exuded in a powerful poem that echoed throughout the land, causing shock for miles around.
A lone figure descended from the sky, riding a monstrous, scaled beast called a "Sentence Dragon."
"Today, the 'Discussion on Heroic Deeds' shall be extinguished! Dong Men Xuan De, you shall die!"
At the same time, the three Emperors appeared.
Whoosh!
A crimson butterfly blade sliced through the air towards Ni Shen Yang. Die Jie Jun stepped forward to meet the attack, followed closely by Jian Sui Feng. Dong Men Xuan De, Yu Li Jing, and two hundred Confucian masters silently stood guard.
"Ni Shen Yang, Dong Men Xuan De stands before you!"
As the host of the "Discussion on Heroic Deeds," Dong Men Xuan De was unafraid, his voice filled with confidence. "If you desire my life, come and take it yourself!"
"As you wish!"
Ni Shen Yang struck the butterfly blade aside with a single palm, transforming into a streak of rainbow light that directly targeted Dong Men Xuan De. He ignored the presence of Die Jie Jun and the others.
With his strength, he had indeed earned the right to disregard those below him.
No matter how many people were present at the "Discussion on Heroic Deeds," Ni Shen Yang could kill whoever he desired. Who could stop the steps of the Elven God?
Whether Dong Men Xuan De had already prepared for this, Ni Shen Yang didn't care!
"Attack!"
Die Jie Jun and Jian Sui Feng exchanged a glance, one blade and one sword attacking Ni Shen Yang's shoulders.
Blade and sword light, like flashes of lightning, the blade technique fierce and cunning, the sword's glow dazzling and righteous.
Yu Li Jing, holding his sword aloft, joined Die Jie Jun and Jian Sui Feng, forming a triangular formation. Behind them, the two hundred Confucian masters charged toward the three Hunting Heaven masters.
"Butterfly Instant Slash!"
"One Sword Follows the Wind!"
"Radiant Wind Seal!"
The butterfly blade, the wind-following sword, and the Confucian's righteous aura created a heavenly net, but it was still unable to restrain Ni Shen Yang's steps.
"Taoist Jade Technique!"
Dong Men Xuan De dared not be careless, unleashing his ultimate move.
The strength of these four individuals was all above the seventh level of Innate, with Die Jie Jun being the strongest, followed by Yu Li Jing and Jian Sui Feng. Dong Men Xuan De was the weakest of the group.
"A struggle between trapped beasts, you overestimate yourselves!"
Ni Shen Yang's wide robe billowed in the wind.
He prepared to use the Reverse God Technique to simultaneously defeat the four, but at that moment, a royal sword energy suddenly descended.
The vast and boundless royal power, the soaring sword energy, combined forces, finally halting Ni Shen Yang's advance.
"You?"
Ni Shen Yang's eyes flashed with a sharp light, coldly observing the figure in front of him.
He saw a person holding a rusty sword, standing atop the pines, floating up and down! His attire was casual, his sleeves fluttering in the breeze.
"What a coincidence, I won't let you off this time!"
Ni Shen Yang's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
He couldn't explain why his hatred for Xun Wu You ran so deep.
Back in the Blood Dark Realm, he had been mocked a few times, but it shouldn't have caused him such anger.
It was as if, in the dark depths of fate, this man was born to oppose him.
Ni Shen Yang had a feeling that if he didn't kill Xun Wu You, the Blood Dark Crystal Tower would eventually be destroyed by this person.
"You speak as if you've already won!" Xun Wu You grinned.
He ignored Ni Shen Yang's murderous aura, further boosting his Imperial Power, strengthening the heavenly net to make it impenetrable.
The night wind blew, leaves falling and scattering, landing on the energy net, only to shatter into pieces.
Xun Wu You's arrival was not meant to be a dramatic entrance of a high-ranking figure. He was studying his rusty sword, having waited until late at night for the old ghost to appear, but he had still not shown up.
The rusty sword remained rusty, and it hadn't become sharp or exceptional.
While the battle outside raged on, unable to wait for the old ghost, unable to wait for the rusty sword to become sharp, Xun Wu You, worried that Die Jie Jun and the others wouldn't be able to withstand the prolonged fight, brandished his sword, unleashing his Royal Heavenly Walk, joining the battle.
The rusty sword tore through the wind, its sound a grating and piercing rasp. The rust-colored spots glinted with eerie, broken lights in the moonlight.
"Attack!"
Xun Wu You swung his rusty sword, its arc sweeping into the net, further pushing his Imperial Power, actually forcing Ni Shen Yang to retreat.
Die Jie Jun and the others, as if they had practiced countless times, each taking their own role, their movements forming a natural harmony. Some distracted, some restrained, and others launched direct attacks.
Ni Shen Yang, worthy of his title as Elven God, recovered quickly after being momentarily thwarted. He flicked his sleeves, each movement possessing an unparalleled divine power.
The heavy pressure made it difficult for the five to breathe, as if a giant mountain was about to crush them.
"Damn, the boss's aura is more OP than any cheat code."
Xun Wu You muttered.
They had thought that five of them might not be Ni Shen Yang's match, but they believed they should at least be able to hold their own.
After a hundred exchanges in a flash, it was Ni Shen Yang who held the upper hand.
"Watch out for the blade!"
Die Jie Jun didn't panic.
He was an assassin, and he hated rushing into things. He always maintained absolute calm, especially since they were only slightly behind at this point.
Yu Li Jing had the bearing of a great general. Coupled with his command over the Confucian masters, his strategic insight was unparalleled. He filled in gaps, played it safe, and didn't give Ni Shen Yang any opportunities.
Dong Men Xuan De also had a wealth of battle experience, assisting Jian Sui Feng's ghostly and elegant sword techniques, complementing each other perfectly, effectively restraining Ni Shen Yang.
Xun Wu You, as the main attacker, stole the show.
Die Jie Jun created opportunities for him, Yu Li Jing removed his worries from behind, and he used his rusty sword to target Ni Shen Yang's vital points.
The butterfly's shadow flitted about, irritating Ni Shen Yang to no end. He swept his heavy leg backwards, forcing back Jian Sui Feng and Dong Men Xuan De, then turned to attack Die Jie Jun.
With a tearing sound, the rusty sword grazed his body, shearing off a piece of his clothing.
Ni Shen Yang ignored it, summoning the power of nature, transforming it into a giant, ethereal hand, striking down on Die Jie Jun like a mountain collapsing.
Seeing this, Yu Li Jing reached out with his left hand, grabbing a half-meter-long brush.
"One Stroke of a Rainbow, Piercing Through Spring and Autumn!"
The tip of the brush descended, a luminous green beam appearing in the void, striking the giant hand.
"Butterfly Heavenly纹斬!"
Die Jie Jun gripped the blade with both hands, the blade's wind chaotic, the crimson blade energy expanding by dozens of meters, slashing towards Ni Shen Yang's waist and ribs.
"Xun Wu You!" Die Jie Jun roared.
From the perspective of an assassin, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Whether they could turn the tide depended on Xun Wu You seizing this chance.
"Confucian Light Returns to Origin!"
Xun Wu You had been waiting for this moment. He shifted into an afterimage, holding the sword hilt backward, thrusting towards Ni Shen Yang's back of the neck.
If this strike landed, even if Ni Shen Yang was not a true god, he would be left half-dead.
Boom!
The green light that spanned the heavens shattered. The giant hand, filled with the unparalleled might of heaven and earth, began to dissipate even Die Jie Jun's blade energy.
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There's another chapter today, around 23.30.