Pfft!

Ning Daqi spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His breath was feeble, and life was swiftly slipping away, yet his eyes became even brighter.

"This is not the strength a Great Grandmaster should possess!"

"You must have touched upon the mysteries of Breaking the Void, haven't you?"

"Indeed!"

As Zhu Yuyan marched to kill Fan Qinghui, she nodded in acknowledgment.

Upon hearing this, Ning Daqi's pupils shrank, and a trace of joy appeared on his face!

"As expected, there is indeed a realm beyond Great Grandmaster that reaches Breaking the Void!"

"To hear Chaowen Dao in the morning, one may die content in the evening!"

Ning Daqi murmured to himself. Shortly after, his presence dissipated, and with a thud, he collapsed to the ground.

His body perished, and his Dao vanished.

HISS!

The surrounding spectators widened their eyes, their hearts almost leaping out.

Ning Daqi, the number one figure in Central Plains Martial Arts and one of the three great martial arts Grandmasters of the world, had died just like that?

Killed in one strike by Empress Yin, Zhu Yuyan!

And Zhu Yuyan had already reached the legendary realm of Breaking the Void?

"Wanderer!" Fan Qinghui screamed in anguish.

"You dare to be distracted?" Zhu Yuyan sneered. Her Heavenly Demon Field surged forth, shattering the majestic Sword Qi Long River. The two strands of Black Long Silk shot straight for Fan Qinghui's heart.

The scent of death rushed forth. Fan Qinghui closed her eyes, knowing she could not block it.

In truth, Zhu Yuyan had not intended to kill her. She was to be a sacrifice to the Upper God.

However, just as Fan Qinghui thought she was about to die, a massive and terrifying aura burst forth. It was like a volcano, silent for a million years, suddenly exploding into the heavens.

The entire sky changed as the wind and clouds shifted.

A dazzling blade light spanned the horizon. It carried an immense knife energy, an unrivaled sharpness, and a vast heavenly might as it mercilessly cleaved down from the sky.

The sky seemed to be split in half.

The leaves dancing in the wind silently shattered into two from the middle.

Everyone, at this moment, felt a stinging pain as if their skin was being sliced open.

"Such terrifying knife energy!"

"With such knife energy, there is only one person in the world!"

"Heavenly Blade Song Que!"

"He has made his move!"

Strong figures from various factions paled in shock, their minds deeply shaken.

Unexpectedly, after decades of seclusion, Song Que's strength had become so terrifying that it likely surpassed Ning Daqi!

A sense of crisis suddenly surged in Zhu Yuyan's heart. Although she had touched the Half Step Void Shattering realm, she had not yet achieved a breakthrough. She still belonged to the Peak of Grandmaster category. And Song Que's cultivation level was also at the Peak of Grandmaster. Especially, his knife energy was so terrifyingly sharp. Even if Zhu Yuyan's own cultivation level was slightly stronger, her true combat power might not surpass Song Que's.

Zhu Yuyan didn't hesitate for a moment. The two strands of Black Long Silk that were attacking Fan Qinghui instantly redirected to meet Song Que's attack.

BOOM!

The terrifying Heavenly Demon True Qi clashed with Song Que's knife energy, like two bombs exploding. The massive shockwaves swept across all directions.

And in the instant that Fan Qinghui made her move, an all-out battle erupted.

Shi Feixuan and the disciples of Cihang Temple rushed towards the Yin Gui Sect. Meanwhile, Liao Kong of the Pure Zen Sect, the Four Great Vajras, and other powerhouses supporting Cihang Temple began to join the fray.

"Little harlot, take this!"

Shangshang lightly stepped with her bare foot, her voluptuous and graceful figure moving like a sprite, her black hair flying around her.

A clear, melodious, and enchanting voice echoed in the void.

Two strands of Pink Long Silk burst forth, aimed straight at Shi Feixuan.

"Sword Qi Long River!"

Shi Feixuan drew her sword in a slash, like a Peerless Sword Immortal, utterly transcendent.

However, the gap in cultivation levels could not be bridged by Cultivation Techniques and moves alone.

Her Sword Qi was instantly shattered. The soft Pink Long Silk, like a great hammer, struck her Precious Sword, sending a terrible force along the blade.

Her arm trembled, and she lost her grip on the Longsword, which flew out of her hand. Her delicate and elegant figure was sent flying backward, and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood in mid-air.

The Immortal shed blood. A sight of heartrending pity.

"Feixuan!" Fan Qinghui shouted in alarm. Seeing that Song Que had engaged Zhu Yuyan, she charged towards Shangshang.

"Fan Qinghui, today let me deal with you, old harlot, on behalf of my master!"

Shangshang smiled seductively, showing no fear, her clothing fluttering as she charged at Fan Qinghui.

Although Fan Qinghui was only at the Peak of Grandmaster in terms of cultivation level, her combat strength was by no means weak.

She couldn't withstand a single move from Zhu Yuyan, not because she was too weak, but because Zhu Yuyan was too strong.

So, although her cultivation level was not as high as Shangshang's, she barely managed to fend off Shangshang's attacks, albeit being completely overpowered.

This little demoness truly has the cultivation level of a Great Grandmaster, and her True Qi is so robust and solid, it doesn't seem artificially enhanced at all! Fan Qinghui was being oppressed by Shangshang, feeling indescribably frustrated, yet powerless to do anything about it.

This old harlot does have some skills after all. My cultivation level has surged, but my combat experience and other martial arts haven't caught up. Otherwise, I could have taken her down in one move! Shangshang thought to herself, but she was not in a hurry.

As time passed, Fan Qinghui continued to lose ground under Shangshang's robust Mid-level Grandmaster cultivation level.

The Four Great Vajras of the Pure Zen Sect were assailed by Bai Qing'er, Wen Caiting, and two other Great Grandmasters. They were also under great distress and in danger of being slain at any moment, especially their leader, Bu Chen, who had been gravely wounded by Elder Yun earlier.

And Bi Shouxuan, who practiced both cloud and rain dual cultivation, was fighting alone against Liao Kong, Abbot of the Pure Zen Sect.

Liao Kong, although nearing the cultivation level of a Great Grandmaster, was completely outclassed.

"Ah, Senior Brother!"

Suddenly, a mournful cry echoed in all directions. Master Buchen had his head blown off by Bai Qing'er's strike.

"You bald donkeys, with death looming, you still have the mind to care for others? Let me send you to Paradise, to be reunited forever!"

Wen Caiting and the others sneered. Seizing the moment when the three monks—Bu Chi, Bu Tan, and Bu Ju—were distracted, they swiftly pressed their advantage and struck all three dead with a single decisive blow!

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