120: I gasped in shock. It was so terrifying. I must not let him stay!

Pointing his fingers like a sword, Meng Yun once again unleashed the Demon Subduing Swordplay.

Although Meng Yun did not acquire the Demon Subduing Swordplay skill in this simulation, he could still successfully cast it from memory.

At most, its power would be slightly weaker.

He attacked with a killing move, clearly showing that Saint Huang's actions had ignited some of his anger!

"Go!"

Pure golden light instantly transformed into a hundred-zhang light sword, cleaving down from the sky towards Saint Huang!

Wherever the light sword passed, space trembled, and the void shattered inch by inch!

From beginning to end, the five Demon Generals, whom Meng Yun had never truly looked at, felt a primal, fatal threat as they stared at this light sword!

How should I put it!

It was as if this sword art was tailor-made for them—

Brush it and die, touch it and perish!

Far outside the miasma-filled land, the Demon King, who had been quietly observing the situation, felt an inexplicable jolt in his heart as he looked at this Dharma Banishment Divine Sword.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he instantly shattered countless voids and fled.

Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, the best is to run!

How keen was Dragon Spirit's perception? The person and the cat exchanged a glance, then also turned into streams of light and gave chase.

The demon spawn must die!

Not a single one will escape!

Looking at the spiritual energy longsword descending from the sky, Saint Huang's eyes trembled fiercely.

This guy...

His strength was clearly only at Transformation Spirit Peak, but the methods he casually unleashed were even three points more formidable than that large cat at the Combination Realm!

Something is strange!

Saint Huang dared not be careless, turning spiritual energy into a monstrous giant hand that swept towards the five Demon Generals.

Sorry about that.

I'll use you five to test its power first.

The five Transformation Spirit Realm Demon Generals were horrified, hastily conjuring countless crimson chains to intercept the Dharma Banishment Light Sword!

They couldn't believe it!

They couldn't believe it!

This white-robed young man in front of them was clearly just a Transformation Spirit!

They were also Transformation Spirits, and there were five of them!

The crimson chains wildly extended and spread, tightly coiling around the light sword.

Whoosh—!

The light sword was instantly pierced by thousands of chains!

"Hahahaha! I knew it would work!"

One of the Demon Generals, seeing this, revealed a crazed smile of having escaped death!

"Mere humans, just ants!" The other Demon Generals also sighed in relief and laughed along!

What was that.

Turns out it was just a fancy facade!

From beginning to end, Meng Yun remained expressionless.

"How about you take a closer look?"

Meng Yun's kind reminder gently echoed in their ears.

One of the Demon Generals looked up.

His joyful expression was immediately filled with terror.

He saw a great terror that would be unforgettable in his life!

Where were the chains piercing the light sword?

It was clearly these chains that, before even touching the light sword, were silently dissolved in an instant!

Just like spring snow meeting the scorching sun.

The unforgettable scene also became the last scene he witnessed in this world.

The light sword descended, annihilating the five unlucky Demon Generals in one strike, leaving not even dust!

Shangguan Qing, who was always ready to act, stood not far away, her rosy little mouth slightly agape.

She asked herself, even if she was also at Transformation Spirit Peak, she would absolutely not be able to so easily slay five Demon Generals with one strike!

So Meng Yun had always been this powerful?

Then why was he willing to be her furnace and cook for her?

Unconsciously, the young girl's gaze towards Meng Yun once again became misty.

This guy, really!

"Cough cough... What happened?"

Old Guan, who was ambushed by the unscrupulous young cultivator and was on his last breath, climbed up from the ground and, upon opening his eyes, saw such a shocking scene:

The white-robed young man, with fingers like a sword, casually raised his hand and easily killed the five Demon Generals who had brought them endless disaster!

"Hiss~"

Old Guan gasped, pulling at the wound in his lung, which made him curl up on the ground and roll around fiercely.

...

The Dharma Banishment Light Sword continued its momentum, firmly locking onto Saint Huang's aura, vowing not to return until this villain was broken!

Saint Huang, using the time bought by the lives of the five Demon Generals, had also prepared his own countermeasure.

"You are very strong."

Saint Huang narrowed his eyes, golden light already suffusing them.

This kind of opponent was worth his serious attention!

"Saint Eye—Dawnbreaker!"

Two golden torrents fiercely blasted towards the Dharma Banishment Light Sword.

As the golden light surged, even the formerly evil and arrogant Saint Huang gained a touch of sacred solemnity.

It was this very skill that had previously easily pierced through the spiritual energy giant hand released by Old Guan, who had overdrawn his body.

Now, golden light against golden light, who knows which is stronger or weaker?

Above the Nine Heavens, the Immortal Sect's flying boat.

Yan Weihuan, the Peak Master of the Tribulation Crossing Peak who remained in the Immortal Sect, currently sat opposite a white-haired old man.

This person was Saint Youque, the Tribulation Realm elder in the Three Saints Palace responsible for secretly protecting the Saint Son.

"Brother Youque, long time no see."

Yan Weihuan was expressionless, showing no pleasantries at his arrival.

"Heh heh, Fellow Daoist Yan's demeanor hasn't diminished from back then." Saint Youque chuckled.

The two of them were both at the mid-Tribulation Crossing stage; even if they fought to the death, neither might be able to do anything to the other.

Yan Weihuan got straight to the point: "What, appearing now, are you afraid I'll make a move against your Saint Son?"

"Fellow Daoist Yan is joking," Saint Youque's smile did not fade: "Just a casual reunion."

Then he added: "Moreover, with Saint Huang's strength, there's no need for me to intervene."

A late-Combination Realm fighting a Transformation Spirit Peak, a dragon riding on a face, how could he lose?

"Heh heh." Yan Weihuan did not argue with him.

Having witnessed some of Meng Yun's methods, he naturally had some confidence in the young man.

Twenty times battle power.

Seven-Colored Divine Lightning Tribulation.

And the Heaven and Earth Smelting Furnace Fire, a Dao Integration divine ability, by his side.

Even if Saint Huang was at Combination Realm, he might not be able to do anything to Meng Yun!

Each carrying their own thoughts, the two Tribulation Crossing cultivators cast their gazes down to the Nine Heavens.

At this moment, Meng Yun and Saint Huang's two attacks were fiercely colliding.

The Dharma Banishment Divine Sword was indestructible, pressing forward relentlessly.

The Saint Eye Dawnbreaker was incredibly sharp, piercing through everything.

Between their collision, the sky collapsed, the earth cracked, and the sun and moon lost their light.

Space cracks were as common as everyday occurrences, as if they wanted to banish the entire world into the void.

This stalemate lasted for a full quarter of an hour.

The Demon Subduing Swordplay was, after all, not at the perfect realm, and under such resistance, it ultimately wore down and disappeared along with the Saint Eye Dawnbreaker.

"...It's not enough." Meng Yun murmured.

Although the Demon Subduing Swordplay was not in its strongest state, failing to take down this blonde-haired guy was still somewhat beyond his expectations.

It wasn't that the Demon Subduing Swordplay wasn't strong.

Firstly, it was consumed by the five Demon Generals, and secondly, it was an inter-realm battle.

To achieve such a result was enough to prove the extraordinary nature of the Demon Subduing Swordplay.

"Hiss~"

Apart from Meng Yun, everyone else, without prior agreement, gasped!

This Eastern Abyss, was actually able to withstand a full-power attack from a late-Combination Realm without defeat, despite being at Transformation Spirit Peak!

This child, how terrifying!

He would surely achieve great things in the future!

Above the Nine Heavens, in the immortal boat, Saint Youque's originally confident expression faltered for a moment.

He quickly regained his composure: "Heh heh, just luck."

But the tightly clenched fist beneath his sleeve betrayed the unrest in his heart.

In the future.

This child would likely become a major threat to the Three Saints Palace; he must not be allowed to live!

Saint Huang must kill him with lightning speed!

A secret message exclusive to the Three Saints Palace was transmitted, directly landing in Saint Huang's ear.

"Saint Huang, you must kill this child here!"

Saint Huang looked up.

He didn't need a reminder, he already knew!

The opponent, with the cultivation of a Transformation Spirit, had withstood a killing move without dying...

This was a disgrace to him, Saint Huang, as the First Saint Son!

It must be completely washed away with his blood!

Kill, kill!