The name "Cui Zhen" had just landed.

The delicate Great Demon immediately launched an attack, darting forward like an arrow, his body pressed low, almost flush with the ground.

"?!"

Xie Xuanyi's Heart Lake suddenly surged with intense unease.

He frowned and flicked his sleeve, two fingers together within.

A thick Sword Qi appeared out of thin air and chopped down, enveloping an area several feet ahead. This strike was incredibly precise—if Cui Zhen was intent on seizing the attack, he would likely be intercepted by the Sword Qi at the waist. But this reincarnated Great Demon's movements were remarkably eerie, as though he anticipated this strike, dashing straight forward for several dozen feet and suddenly changing direction.

Boom, boom, boom!

The ground of Desolate Ridge kept erupting with explosive sounds.

The shadow of the delicate Great Demon suddenly began to serpentine, the Sword Qi nailing to the ground, while a fierce black shadow collided powerfully from Xie Xuanyi's right—

With a thunderous sound.

Xie Xuanyi was struck by the blow, uncontrollably moving sideways dozens of feet, heavily stomping the ground to stop his momentum.

Enveloped by smoke and dust.

The two figures attached in an extremely "intimate" manner.

Cui Zhen chuckled lightly.

This Great Demon made no effort to conceal his "Dharma Demon Body," which surprisingly took the form of a human dharma, albeit one devoid of any "holy" aura, entirely clad in pitch-black armor with horns on his head, exposed skin covered in dense black iron scales.

This dharma emitted a strong dark aura, resembling a vicious ghost who had practiced in the abyss for a thousand years.

At this moment.

Within the smoke and dust, fiercely opposing this vicious ghost, was Xie Xuanyi's "Martial Arts Divine Embryo."

Golden light and black glimmer clashed together, evenly matched.

"Is this... the Path of Yin?"

Xie Xuanyi squinted, sensing the oppression brought by this nether dharma.

Assuming he guessed correctly.

The Great Dao Intent currently displayed by Cui Zhen should be the most supreme "Path of Yin" within the Great Dao River!

Yin and Yang energies form all things.

The ranking of the Path of Yin is comparable to the Path of Destruction, and its cultivation is even more difficult.

The Martial Arts Divine Embryo constantly feels the intangible power of "erosion" as it contends against the Yin Dharma... this nether dharma seems to be wrapped in deadly poison, and in just a few breaths, the arms of the Martial Arts Divine Embryo begin to dissolve, the abundant Primordial Energy evaporating within their standoff's vicinity.

Xie Xuanyi did not resort to the Undying Spring, merely activating the "Life Dao Realm," keeping the Martial Arts Divine Embryo at about ninety percent intact.

The activation of Great Dao Intent requires consumption of Primordial Energy, demonic power.

He needed to expend a large amount of Primordial Energy to maintain the Martial Arts Divine Embryo... the same was true for Cui Zhen!

If this battle turns into a war of attrition.

Then Xie Xuanyi would find things much easier.

During the brief pause in combat, numerous thoughts raced through Xie Xuanyi's mind.

He confirmed they were similar existences, capable of confronting Yang Gods even while in the Yin God Realm.

As for identity, it actually became clear...

Cui Zhen, Mo Zhen, only differing by character.

Yet the Great Dao Intent they practiced had no divergence.

During the Battle of Poison years ago, Mo Zhen Venerable had caused Great Chu to shiver with the "Path of Yin Erosion!"

Single-handedly, he opposed numerous Yang Gods from the Human Race, achieving several victories with seemingly overwhelming force.

Mo Zhen Venerable once shattered the Dao Heart of the Human Race.

Even when Master intervened, the advantage was minor, ultimately succeeding by design and collective assault, clinching a hard-fought victory.

"It's been a long time since I've encountered someone in the same realm capable of taking a move from me."

Cui Zhen whispered wistfully.

Standing within the area covered by Yin Erosion Dao Intent, he gently opened the feather fan.

Swish!

An overwhelming ink-like aura like a waterfall poured down towards Xie Xuanyi's head—

Xie Xuanyi slightly raised his head, expressionless, lifting both hands to draw the sword technique.

"Burning Flower."

Two gentle words were spoken.

The area of ten feet around where Xie Xuanyi stood transformed into the Domain of Destruction.

Countless Sword Qi surged from the ground.

He directly executed Ye Zhu's renowned move, thousands of thin flying swords soared into the sky, fiercely colliding with the Yin Erosion Waterfall.

Rumble!

Desolate Ridge was immediately scrubbed by this powerful energy, a momentary upheaval.

The battle between two Yin Gods, even more astounding than the previous fight of Yang Gods—

Cui Zhen's frame, as frail as thin bamboo, was blown back several hundred feet by this energy, like a blade of reed.

He watched the scene of the Yin Erosion Waterfall clashing with the Burning Flower Sword Qi, with both surprise and sentiment in his eyes.

"I never thought... I could see this move again..."

In the Battle of Poison years ago.

Ye Zhu's Flame Flower Style caused significant losses to the Demon Country.

Considering his life span, Ye Zhu must also have "come of age."

These years, Demon Country spies reported, Baihua Valley's fortunes faded, no one was capable of bearing the great responsibility... If nothing unexpected happened, the "Flame Flower Style" should be going extinct.

He had not anticipated seeing this move again through Xie Xuanyi.

Cui Zhen sighed softly, then closed the feather fan.

The smile on his face vanished instantly, looking once more at Xie Xuanyi with only cold killing intent in his eyes.

With a very light sound of the fan closing.

The void at the heavenly peak, where the Yin Erosion Waterfall hung, suddenly opened a thin gap.

"...?"

Xie Xuanyi's Heart Lake quickly flooded with unease.

He lifted his head.

A pitch-black sword light was seen, descending from the heavenly peak, astonishingly fast, cutting against the burning flower sword tide towards him.

"Yin Erosion Magic Sword?"

Xie Xuanyi suddenly recalled the records in the Daoist Collection at Lotus Peak about Mo Zhen Venerable.

During that battle years ago, Master had faced Mo Zhen Venerable alone for hundreds of rounds, originally evenly matched, but later suffered a heavy blow from the sneak attack of the "Yin Erosion Magic Sword." Before Mo Zhen unleashed this magic sword, no one knew the Heavenly Phoenix Palace Venerable possessed such a top-tier Holy Artifact.

This magic sword nurtured over years in the Land of Extreme Yin bore intense killing intent, requiring blood once drawn!

After Mo Zhen Venerable's death, the Yin Erosion Magic Sword was also heavily damaged, reportedly retrieved by the Heavenly Phoenix Palace, placed back into the Land of Extreme Yin for repair...

Such top-tier Holy Artifacts, once damaged, struggle to return to peak condition.

However...

Right now, Xie Xuanyi sensed an extremely concentrated killing intent.

Even the killing intent from the Yang God Great Demon Zhu Yan previously paled in comparison!

Buzz!!

Almost instantaneously, the pitch-black magic sword reached his Heavenly Spirit position.

Xie Xuanyi instinctively used his Martial Arts Divine Embryo to meet the sword...

But only for a brief moment.

The divine embryo's forehead shattered, flesh body and bones cracked, though fortunately Xie Xuanyi responded swiftly, clasping hands together with the golden divine fetus, forcibly pinching the pitch-black Yin light.

"Courting death."

Viewing this scene, Cui Zhen, although a bit surprised, sneered coldly nonetheless.

The magic sword was blocked, but the sword body still pulsed, pouring all the profound Yin Erosion Qi downward.

"Crack, crack, crack—"

The Martial Arts Divine Embryo was fundamentally unable to resist this pure Yin Erosion power, its dharma beginning to break.

Xie Xuanyi's flesh and bones were also affected.

Under the enchantment of the magic sword's Yin energy.

His skin began to fracture and decay, with fingers forming the Sword Control cracked into white bones within moments.

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