106: Sweep

Lie Tianxiong, whose Foundation was already damaged from the previous sneak attack, was now eager for quick success. The aftershock actually caused his Qi and blood to churn, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

With a muffled thud, Lie Tianxiong landed squarely on the ground, and even the Elder’s hat he had just put on flew off, doing a flip in the air before landing in a pile of Spiritual Plants not far away.

At this point, the two swollen bumps on the back of his head were completely exposed to everyone's eyes.

The one on the left was greenish, and the one on the right was purplish, both bulging high like two small lanterns on the back of his head, exceptionally conspicuous in the sunlight.

The surroundings instantly fell silent for half a second, followed by a chorus of stifled laughter.

"What, what is that? Why does Palace Master Lie have two 'tumors' on the back of his head?"

A Loose Cultivator couldn't help but whisper to his companion, his eyes fixed on the two bumps, a grin almost reaching his ears.

"It's probably from being beaten up before! Look at the colors, green and purple, it must hurt just looking at it!"

The person next to him quickly agreed, his gaze full of eager curiosity.

Even the Elder of the Blood Soul Sect, who was charging at the front, paused, his eyes involuntarily glancing at the back of Lie Tianxiong's head, almost getting his arm cut by Fang Hanyu's sword.

Xue Wushang of the Blood Soul Sect also raised an eyebrow, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. This Palace Master of Burning Heaven Palace, he wondered, wasn't he here to be a clown?

"Palace Master! Your hat! Your head!"

The Grand Elder and Second Elder rushed over in a panic, one fumbling to pick up the hat, the other carefully helping him up.

The Second Elder looked at Lie Tianxiong's two prominent bumps, his shoulders shaking from trying to suppress his laughter, yet he still had to feign concern.

"Palace Master, are you alright? I told you to wait a bit longer, don't be so hasty..."

Lie Tianxiong was helped to a sitting position. When his hand touched the back of his head, the pain from the bumps made him grimace, tears almost spurting out.

Catching sight of the suppressed amusement in the eyes of those around him, his chest tightened with anger. Just as he was about to roar, "What are you laughing at?" he "wah"-ed and spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, staining the Spiritual Plants in front of him.

He clutched his chest, the bumps on the back of his head still trembling, a perfect picture of "outwardly strong, inwardly weak." Even his previous ferocity had dissipated by more than half, leaving only the embarrassment of being publicly humiliated. He wished he could find a hole to crawl into.

If he had known he would lose so much face, he would have listened to the advice and just stayed put quietly!

Just then, at the rear of the Burning Heaven Palace's contingent, three black-robed figures suddenly moved.

The leading black-robed old man's fiery spiritual power was condensed but unreleased, yet it exuded a heart-palpitating pressure. This was precisely the trump card Lie Tianxiong had previously hidden.

The three King Realm old men, who had Cultivated forbidden Cultivation Techniques, now also erupted with Heavenly Human Realm Peak aura.

"Attack!" the leading old man coldly shouted. The other two nodded simultaneously, and the fiery spiritual power around the three surged, transforming into three crimson streaks of light, heading straight for Xiao Ruobai!

The aura of these three was even more domineering than Lie Tianxiong's, and their fiery spiritual power was mixed with a hint of strange black light, clearly a special power after Cultivating forbidden Cultivation Techniques. As soon as they attacked, the surrounding air became so hot it distorted.

Meanwhile, the powerhouses from other Sects, though their eyes were all burning with desire as they stared at Xiao Ruobai and the Tongtian Pagoda, did not move. Everyone was waiting for Yun Canghai's move.

As the leader of the Xuan Province's Seven Great Sects, the Myriad Law Pavilion's attitude often determined the choices of the other Sects.

At this moment, Yun Canghai stood at the very front of his group, gently rotating the jade Ruyi in his hand. Although his eyes were full of solemnity, he showed no intention of acting.

He considered himself aloof and had always disdained associating with demonic Cults, much less wanting to gain the reputation of "colluding with demonic Cults to snatch a Legacy."

Furthermore, he wanted to use the Demon Heaven Sect, Blood Soul Sect, and Burning Heaven Palace to probe the true depths of Xiao Ruobai's and his companion's abilities. After all, someone who could easily obtain the Tongtian Pagoda's Legacy could not possibly only possess the strength they showed on the surface.

In the center of the battle, golden light and fire, Sword Qi and blood shadows intertwined wildly, the sounds of collision making the Secret Realm's spiritual mist tremble.

Xiao Ruobai swept his long halberd, his Cave Heaven Realm Middle Stage spiritual power actually taking on the combined attack of the three Elders head-on.

The golden halberd light struck the fiery blades, not only was it not suppressed, but it instead numbed the Elders' arms.

Fang Hanyu's swordplay was light and agile, his pale green sword light moving like a phantom. Xue Wushang's proud blood shadow Cultivation Technique retreated step by step under his sword, and even Mo Luo's Devilish Qi was torn open by the Sword Qi.

At this time, both of them had not used the power of their Physiques. Xiao Ruobai's War God Body remained dormant, and he contended with the three Elders relying solely on spiritual power and halberd techniques.

Fang Hanyu's Chaos Sword Body also did not show itsEdge, suppressing Xue Wushang with just sword moves and Sword Qi.

This scene made the onlookers completely forget to breathe. The original laughter and discussions were all replaced by shock. The entire core area of the Secret Realm was left with only the roar of battle and gasps of cold air.

"My heavens... What exactly is the background of these two?"

A Loose Cultivator clenched the formation-breaking cone in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the effort, his voice trembling.

"Cave Heaven Realm Middle Stage! On the other side are Mo Luo, Xue Wushang, and three Elders from Burning Heaven Palace, five Heavenly Human Realm Peak powerhouses!

They've crossed more than one major Realm, yet they can fight without being at a disadvantage? The key is... they don't seem to be using their full strength!"

These words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand ripples.

"Yes! Their combat power is too outrageous!"

The surrounding Cultivators quickly agreed, their eyes fixed on the battle circle, afraid of missing any detail.

"Could they be Disciples from a Holy Land in the Central Domain? Only a Holy Land could Cultivate such monstrous individuals!"

"Holy Land Disciples?"

Someone hesitated and shook his head.

"I was once fortunate enough to meet a Holy Land Legacy, and while he was powerful, he wasn't this fierce! Look at the one with the halberd, he took on the combined attack of three people without retreating a single step!"

Yun Canghai's hand, holding the jade Ruyi, tightened slightly, the solemnity in his eyes almost overflowing.

He stared at the halberd-wielding figure in the battle, then looked at the swordsman who moved freely, and after a moment of silence, slowly shook his head, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"Even a Holy Land would struggle to produce such individuals."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire scene fell into a dead silence.

Even a Holy Land can't Cultivate them? Then who exactly are these two?

Shi Wanshan stood among the Azure Profound Sect's group, listening to the surrounding discussions, a faint smile secretly curling his lips.

He stealthily glanced at Li Xuanfeng beside him, and seeing him also looking excited, he transmitted his voice with a smile, "Let them guess! Our Azure Profound Sect's Disciples are just this amazing!"

Li Xuanfeng nodded repeatedly, his eyes filled with pride and honor—he had just been worried that the two wouldn't be able to hold on, but now it seemed he had worried too much.

In the battle circle, Xiao Ruobai seemed to have heard the surrounding discussions. His long halberd suddenly erupted with stronger golden light, actually forcing the leading black-robed old man back three steps.

He looked up and swept his gaze over the onlookers, a faint smile playing on his lips, and shouted to Fang Hanyu, "Junior Brother, let's finish this quickly, don't waste time with them!"

Fang Hanyu understood. The Flowing Frost Sword's light surged, and Chaos Sword Qi condensed into a sword shadow about ten feet long, striking directly at Xue Wushang with bone-chilling coldness.

Xue Wushang hurriedly condensed a blood shield, but it was instantly shattered by the sword shadow, and he was sent flying backward.