e even more insightful in your dealings with people. While our Lingxiao Palace has plenty of white dew frost, since several of you have traveled far and wide, being unfamiliar with the Mortal World of...Then the mighty deity Peng Niu Saint's two large nostrils blew out two clouds of white vapor that dispersed in mid-air like thunder.
The burst of white vapor transformed into a colossal seal, pressing down on the group of joint cultivators led by Ban Qianzhi.
The terrifying might of the Mahayana realm demon cultivator pressed down on Ban Qianzhi and his companions, leaving them utterly powerless. Instinctively, they wanted to retreat as quickly as possible, but the void wind around them tightened like a drawstring purse, no matter how hard they tried to fight it with magic treasures, their attacks sank without a trace, unable to stir even a ripple in the void.
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"My life is forfeit!" sighed the old man in the white peaked hat. If he had known this would happen, he would have fought tooth and nail to keep all the Gachemon demons within the Gloom Demon Mausoleum. Now he faced such a dire situation. It was too late for regrets, what could be done
The other monster hybrids, including the red-scaled crocodile demon, were all terrified at this moment. Only the remaining lid demon from the cover clan felt no abnormality whatsoever, with an ecstatic expression on his face. Having achieved the realm of Great Perfection, his methods and supernatural powers were truly terrifying!
“A mere demon cultivator, daring to call himself Saint Lord, yet striking out at juniors, you Ox Demon are far too lacking in decorum.” At this time, a drifting voice came from the distant sky.
Before the words even left his mouth, several sword energies surrounded him, forming a sword lotus in mid-air. The petals of the sword lotus bloomed one by one. The attack of Lord Peng Niu landed on the sword lotus and was rendered invisible by Shami's actions. The formidable heaven and earth gale that had been previously unleashed was directly pushed back for thousands of miles.
"Nameless senior!" The red-scaled demon crocodile and the others were overjoyed. They didn't expect this Great Ascension sword cultivator to arrive right on time in this situation.
“You are Wu Ming, the great swordsman from Chiyue Desert” Peng Niu Saint Lord suddenly stood up from the demon-ridden creature. There was a hint of seriousness on his previously aloof face, and the smile on the remaining Gan Yan demonic race’s face completely froze.
“That’s right. Even large-scale demons are deployed, it seems your demon clan is truly ambitious about the chaotic Demon Realm this time.” The lotus avatar nodded, conversing with Peng Niu Saint Monarch across the air.
"Since you, nameless friend, are aware of this matter, you should avoid it. To my knowledge, in the entire chaotic demon realm right now, only you, nameless one, are holding the fort. Human strength is limited. Even though your divine powers may not be inferior to those of a golden elixir cultivator, nameless friend, you might still be akin to a mantis trying to stop a chariot!" The Bull Ox Saint Lord chuckled."
As soon as the Saint Lord Pengniu spoke, not only did Ban Qianzhi and his companions prick up their ears, but even the heavily wounded Gā Yàn Yaozu members rallied with renewed vigor. Although these He Tǐ (Combined Form) cultivators were the backbone of future power struggles and inter-species conflicts, it was undeniable that the Mahayana realm elders held the true key to victory or defeat.
In the past, cultivators of the Great Vehicle realm never took action lightly. However, in the current situation, both Lord Peng Niu and the nameless sword cultivator have personally descended to the battlefield.
"How do you know I'm the only Mahayana cultivator in the Chaotic Demon Domain" A strange expression flashed across the lotus avatar's face.
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“Oh Could it be that the esteemed Saint Lord is out of touch with the world Is there another Mahayana cultivator in the chaotic Demon Realm” Poyun Saint Lord's eyes flickered.
“You will know when the time comes,” said the lotus avatar.
“You’re overestimating your capabilities. It’s not easy for a cultivator at the Great Ascension Realm to achieve anything, and you are already an anomaly coming out of the chaotic demon domain. Hehe, relying on just one nameless friend like you to change the tide of affairs is nothing but wishful thinking!” The Pengniu Saint Lord glared with his eyes, and behind him, demonic wind formed a bottomless demon cave.
"Nameless, you may leave now. I am still giving you some face by sparing you. In the future, do not enter my Crimson Moon Desert, or else don't blame me for what happens next!"
"Is that so After a thousand years of honing my swordsmanship, you are the first opponent I've faced in my journey as a Sword Saint." The lotus incarnation looked at Lord Peng Niu calmly, and a shadowy figure slowly solidified behind him.
The phantom's figure was slightly thin, but just standing there, it gave off an immeasurable aura of dominance over heaven and earth. The phantom appeared in a simple robe with a long sword on its back. At this moment, compared to the burly figure of the Venerable Saint Lord, this extremely thin phantom seemed like a monument between heaven and earth. Its indifferent eyes looked down at all beings like a king, even making cultivators like Ban Qianzhi feel an urge to bow their heads in submission.
“Wherever the blade goes, those who oppose die while those who follow prosper. Pengniu, receive my sword!” As the Lotus Avatar’s voice faded, the figure standing proudly in mid-air as if a spear slowly drew its sword. With one swift motion, it slashed forward, embodying both the power of a celestial arrow and the profound truths of heaven and earth. It left no room for escape.
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With a *whoosh*, the sword seemed to cleave through the entire expanse of nothingness.
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“The realm of the Sword Dao King, you’ve only been a Great Ascension for how many years, and you've already cultivated to the realm of the Sword Dao King. This is impossible!” The Pounding Ox Saint Lord roared. His hands moved, and the seemingly endless wind tunnel behind him seemed to devour everything as it surged towards the flying sword in mid-air.
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The blade sliced down, the bottomless wind cave watched as it was cut in half by the sword's edge.
With a deafening roar, the bottomless vortex of immense power was cleaved in two by a single sword strike. Peng Niu Saint Lord let out a heart-wrenching cry as his massive form was flung backward, smashing through the demon chariot and sending the two concubines on top flying.
The seemingly thin cloth-like phantom in the void sheathed its sword once more, and it vanished back into the lotus body.
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"Such impressive swordsmanship, Unknown. This blade will one day be repaid!" The Pounu Saint vanished with his two concubines as a beam of light, leaving only the lifeless Gazema Demon tribe behind.
At the same time that Ban Qianzhi and his companions were overjoyed, they also couldn't understand why the lotus avatar didn't continue to pursue and inflict further damage on Pengniu Saint Lord after striking him with a sword. They could only think about it in their hearts, for who would dare to ask such a question A cultivator of the Great Accomplishment Realm was beyond their control.
The phantom of the Sword Dao King faded away. The lotus clone was still savoring that peak sword. He hadn't yet reached the point where he could wield the Sword Dao King's understanding at will. After unleashing that peak sword against the Pung Niu Saint, it was difficult to strike out with a similar one again. Besides, the Pung Niu Saint was no weakling. Even if they continued fighting, he could inflict more injuries but couldn't truly defeat him. So there wasn't much point in continuing.
Even so, the Heavenly Bull Sage Lord, who was wounded by Jian Daojun's sword, would definitely not feel good.
You handle the rest yourselves.
"Farewell, seniors!" Ban Qianzhi and other cultivators from various clans all said.
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“I never expected that the swordsmanship of the nameless senior would be so powerful, defeating the enemy with a single strike. Although the Bull Demon King came fiercely, he was unable to withstand the sharpness of the nameless senior's sword. To witness the battle between two Mahayana realm powerhouses with our own eyes, how fortunate we are.” The ghost cultivator, a white-capped elder, sighed in admiration.
“With the remaining Hagiyoma monsters dealt with, let’s admire this performance for a bit.” Banchiji laughed heartily. This single strike from his lotus split-image was enough to intimidate countless petty criminals, even pushing back powerful celestial demons of the Yaozu clan. With the Red Moon Desert now even more prosperous...
But Ban Qianzhi couldn't help but wonder what Lu Xiaoteng's situation was like now Was Lu Xiaoteng really another Mahayana cultivator mentioned by the Lotus Split mind. Although the strength of this Jie Zhong hadn't reached the stage of transformation gods yet, having been nourished by such rich spiritual energy since childhood, he wasn't comparable to ordinar...