Wang Xiaoqiang commanded his six pets to release magic treasures for a long-range attack on that Evil Immortal. The Demon Droplet and Yin Blade fiercely entangled and attacked at close range, with two flows of Yin Fiend Aura spreading within the Evil Immortal's body like wolves and tigers.

Under this threefold attack, the Evil Immortal was busy dealing with it and struggled to hold on. Although the Immortal Ice in his body could resist the Yin Fiend to a great extent, it was only temporary, and he couldn't expel the Yin Fiend in a short time.

When the Yin Fiend fully spread, permeating the whole body, blood, flesh, limbs, and bones, the Evil Immortal felt like he was falling into an ice cave, his whole body chilled, and his cultivation base was suppressed, his battle strength downgraded to the level of a Daluo Golden Immortal.

"Charge over, kill him!" Seeing the opportunity was ripe, Wang Xiaoqiang ordered, causing the Black Demon, Dragon Serpent Great Demon, Patterned Beast, Ge Laoda, and Little Yin to move together, rushing forward with a roar, pouncing on the Evil Immortal together.

These non-human beasts, ghosts, demons, and devils, though equipped with various spell techniques, relied on their powerful physical bodies for advantage in close combat. So, when they tightly surrounded the Evil Immortal, he could no longer escape,

The Black Demon, with two Demon Palms engulfed in Demonic Qi, fiercely slapped at the Evil Immortal. The Dragon Serpent Great Demon's Demon Hand's two reversed spikes and a Dual-Color Demon Tail all targeted the Evil Immortal. The Patterned Beast's eight Demon Arms transformed and frenziedly swung at the Evil Immortal. Ge Laoda and Little Yin attacked directly with Ghost Claws...

The Evil Immortal's strength dropping to that of a Daluo Golden Immortal, he was unable to sustain the Immortal Ice Barrier. Under the collective assault, he finally couldn't hold on, stumbling, body trembling, as skin and flesh continuously split open, spurting blood flowers, eyes flashing with immense fear, and he let out a despairing yet unwilling howl, "Wang Xiaoqiang, you scoundrel, I fell for your crafty scheme..."

From afar, Wang Xiaoqiang folded his arms, leisurely watching and laughing, "That's right, I did use a strategy, but it can't be called a crafty scheme. Actually, with your strength, you wouldn't necessarily die; you could have escaped with your life. Your current predicament is entirely due to your arrogance and overconfidence..."

"Hmph hmph, not fighting back, letting me attack freely... You're seriously taking yourself too seriously..."

"And the result? Not only did you break your promise, lose your face, but you also lost your life..." Wang Xiaoqiang said, laughing, "Haha, passing the Ninth Pass was so satisfying, easier than the Eighth Pass. I originally thought I'd encounter someone meticulous and calm, but in the end, just another fool, haha, it seems that mindset is more important than cultivation base... Haha..."

Hearing Wang Xiaoqiang call him a fool, the Evil Immortal was so angry he spat out blood. Seeing the blood he spurted, Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly moved his head, then decisively ordered the puppets to stop the assault, saying, "Stop, hold him captive."

All the puppets and Patterned Beast stopped attacking upon hearing this, surrounding and tightly restraining the Evil Immortal. Then, Wang Xiaoqiang drew out the Penglai Immortal Sword, and with a fling, sword light flashed swiftly, piercing into the Evil Immortal's belly with a poof,

Following which the sword light brightened, the Sword Spirit roared, Zhao Xiaorou let out an exhilarated, sharp whistle, then evil Immortal blood swiftly flowed into the sword body, directly reaching the Sword Spirit.

The Sword Spirit that absorbed and refined the essence blood emitted a hazy light, akin to newly crafted jade being polished, a process of sword spirit maturing and growing...

The Sword Spirit steps continuously towards the Separation Phase...

Feeling the essence blood within being continuously absorbed, the Evil Immortal's body gradually grew weak, letting out a despairing scream, "Wang Xiaoqiang, you're so ruthless!"

"No poison, no warrior, and for an Evil Immortal like you, I naturally can't be soft-hearted," Wang Xiaoqiang said playfully, "Besides, you're an Upper Immortal of the Purple Mansion! The quality of your essence blood is excellent, it would be a shame to waste your years of painstaking cultivation, so let my Sword Spirit benefit..."

"Wang, Xiao, Qiang, you, you won't meet a good end..." The Evil Immortal spoke with difficulty, then couldn't utter another word.

"Rest assured, I'm Xiaoqiang the Undying, my life is tough, and after passing this level, I can basically rank first in this Golden Immortal tournament, gain significant rewards, fly high in the future..." Wang Xiaoqiang boasted as the Evil Immortal died in discontent and sorrow amid his triumph.

Finally, he was turned into a dried corpse by the Sword Spirit's absorption.

And the Penglai Immortal Sword that absorbed essence blood withdrew from his abdomen, turning blood-red, while the Sword Spirit within became amber, possessing a raw gem and polished gold flavor...

"Ah, the essence blood of the Purple Mansion Immortal is indeed extraordinary, much stronger than a Daluo Golden Immortal, it has advanced my cultivation base significantly, thank you, brother, soon we siblings can talk face to face..." Sword Spirit Zhao Xiaorou exclaimed joyfully.

The Penglai Immortal Sword fell into Wang Xiaoqiang's hand.

"You've absorbed so much essence blood, won't your body carry a bloody scent? Haha..." Wang Xiaoqiang jokingly remarked, eyeing the blood-red sword body.

"Oh, brother, you're so naughty, whether I have a bloody scent is none of your business. You hardly act like a brother, hmph, I'm ignoring you..." Zhao Xiaorou chided.

"Haha, just kidding, don't take it seriously." Wang Xiaoqiang laughed heartily.

Zhao Xiaorou, however, seriously replied, "Actually, brother, the essence blood has been refined by me, where would any bloody scent come from? If you don't believe, wait until I separate from the sword body and you can smell it yourself..."

"What, you want me to smell you?" Wang Xiaoqiang teased with a mischievous grin. "This, this feels inappropriate, doesn't it?..."

"Hmph, acting all proper, ignoring you," Zhao Xiaorou replied with a coy hum, then rotated her body, transforming into a beam of light, lurking within the sword body.

"Quite the temper, haha," Wang Xiaoqiang laughed and shook his head.

At this moment, the Dragon Serpent Great Demon had brought over the Evil Immortal's Checkpoint Token, presenting it with both hands before Wang Xiaoqiang. Wang Xiaoqiang grabbed it, glanced at it, then tossed it into the Sumeru Ring, muttering to himself, "At the Ninth Pass, should I continue to the next?"

As he spoke, he glanced toward the Dragon Serpent Great Demon and Black Demon, asking, "Help me analyze, should I advance to the Tenth Pass?"

Then, the dormant Zhao Xiaorou reappeared, chiding, "Oh, brother, you're insatiable, the Ninth Pass is practically guaranteed first place, why expend more effort? The Tenth Pass, is it so easy to pass? Winning the Ninth Pass was somewhat lucky, will the Tenth Pass be as lucky?"

"You little girl, so glib, fine, this time I'll listen to you, no advancing..." Wang Xiaoqiang stroked the sword body with his hand.

"Hmph, that's more like it, ah, you're touching me again?!" Zhao Xiaorou exclaimed shyly.

"You're too sensitive, aren't you? I'm still separated by a sword body here..." Wang Xiaoqiang commented weirdly.

"What's with 'separated by a sword body'? Before I separate from this sword, the sword is my body; the sword takes the Spirit as its soul, the Spirit takes the sword as its body, understand?"

"Ah, sorry? Really sorry..." Hearing this, Wang Xiaoqiang promptly withdrew his hand,

Originally, the sword body was Zhao Xiaorou's body. To him, he was touching the sword, but for Zhao Xiaorou, it was her body; touching her bare body directly, she was right to be embarrassed!

"Oh, as long as you know, don't touch me again in the future." Zhao Xiaorou glared at Wang Xiaoqiang, but her words left Wang Xiaoqiang's anger flaring, he took several deep breaths before gradually calming down.

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