68: Chapter 68 A Siege by All Sides? A Great Battle Begins!

"This is..."

Looking at the jewelry barely recognizable inside the tattered cloth bag on the ground, the Prince of Northern Liang recognized at a glance that it belonged to his daughter, Xu Weixiong.

His eyes widened instantly, and he looked at Zhou Yuxuan, his eyes bloodshot.

"Everyone! It is time for you to make your move!" the Prince of Northern Liang said in a deep voice.

The next second, he was taken away from the pavilion by the Old Man in Plain Clothes behind him.

At this moment, on the scene, only Zhou Yuxuan with his dozens of men and the Prince of Northern Liang's several powerful helpers remained.

"Hmph!" Watching the Prince of Northern Liang leave first, Cao Changqing and Wu Liuding snorted coldly. Although they were unhappy, their gazes still looked coldly at Zhou Yuxuan, with killing intent surging in their eyes.

"Everyone, I advise you to act wisely and not interfere in this matter, otherwise the orthodoxy you represent may be in danger!"

Zhou Yuxuan said indifferently. Although his words were meant as advice, the tone carried a heavy sense of threat.

"You want me to leave? Fine. Young Master Zhou, as long as you hand over the Primordial True Word Brush in your hand, I, Cao Changqing, guarantee that I will not interfere in this matter!"

Cao Changqing said with a fiery gaze.

It was a treasure of the Human Race; he knew that if he obtained it, he could step into the Saint Realm. By then, wouldn't it be easy for him to go to Northern Liang and retrieve the princess?

"What nonsense. Everyone, attack!" Seeing Cao Changqing as the only one to speak up, Zhou Yuxuan shook his head and then said in a cold tone.

Immediately, the dozens of people behind him charged towards their nearest enemies.

"Hmph! A mere God King Fifth Layer rookie, bringing a few small fry in the Immortal Realm—is this how you want to take my, Wu Liuding's, life? Xiaohua, bring the sword!"

The sword servant Xiaohua beside him instantly threw a sword towards him. This sword emitted a terrifying, overbearing aura; just the long sword being unsheathed immediately shook away the people who were surrounding and attacking him.

"Zhou Yuxuan, your head is mine!" Wu Liuding laughed loudly, and the overbearing intent within his body condensed into an overbearing sword, slashing towards Zhou Yuxuan.

"Clang!!!"

Just when everyone thought the battle was over, they saw that when Wu Liuding's overbearing sword struck Zhou Yuxuan's body, there was no scene of flesh and blood flying.

Instead, only a crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.

"Ignorant! Although I am only in the Dharma Manifestation Realm, if I didn't have sufficient preparations, why would I have brought people to surround and kill you? Do you really think I am a fool?"

Zhou Yuxuan shouted angrily. The Four Symbols Spirit Sword appeared in his hand, one blade transforming into four long swords, attacking Wu Liuding.

"God-Slaying Flying Sword Technique! God-Slaying!"

At this moment, Zhou Yuxuan was heard shouting softly, and he immediately activated the strongest move of the God-Slaying Flying Sword Technique: God-Slaying.

"Saint-grade Cultivation Technique? Good stuff!"

"It's just a pity that you are only in the Dharma Manifestation Realm and cannot unleash its full power!"

Wu Liuding shouted excitedly. As the Sword Champion of the Sword Tomb, he had an insight into the Dao of the sword that surpassed ordinary people. When Zhou Yuxuan used this sword Cultivation Technique, he immediately knew what grade of Cultivation Technique it was, and his expression was extremely excited.

It seemed his trip was definitely not in vain. In this era where Saints could not appear in the world, a Saint-grade Cultivation Technique could definitely greatly enhance the strength of his Sword Tomb.

The people around watched Wu Liuding with envy in their eyes.

It was just that they couldn't free their hands right now. After all, among the dozens of people Zhou Yuxuan brought, although their strength was relatively weak, they were very persistent, which couldn't help but make them feel annoyed.

"Hehe! Everyone, listen to my command! All of you, hold back everyone except Wu Liuding for me."

As Zhou Yuxuan's voice fell, the people who were originally surrounding and attacking Wu Liuding immediately left and charged towards the direction of the Peach Blossom Sword God, Cao Changqing, and the others.

"Young Master of the Zhou Family, what arrogance. A mere Dharma Manifestation Realm actually wants to block me?"

Watching Zhou Yuxuan's actions, Wu Liuding couldn't help but sneer.

"A mere successor of the Sword Tomb, you do not know how high the sky is or how thick the earth is!" Zhou Yuxuan also mocked him.

The next second, his heterochromatic pupils flickered with gold and blue light.

This was the Divine Ability of the Eye of Immortal Truth, capable of seeing through any Restriction or illusion, and also capable of discerning others' flaws.

Instantly, Wu Liuding felt a chill rise throughout his body.

His expression became serious in an instant.

"How is it possible? I actually feel threatened by this kid?" Wu Liuding murmured in his heart.

"Hehe! Kid, where are you looking?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind him.

"When did he get behind me?" At this moment, Wu Liuding only felt the hair on his body stand on end, and just as he was about to turn around to defend, Zhou Yuxuan's voice, accompanied by a terrifying pressure containing the power of billions of jun, struck him head-on.

"Holy Demonic Fist Technique, God-Exterminating!"

"Boom!!!"

At this moment, Wu Liuding's pupils widened. This punch actually caused him to break several ribs, and his internal organs were all damaged.

Most importantly, what surprised him the most was that this fist technique was actually a Saint-grade fist technique as well.

"Bang!!!"

Wu Liuding didn't have time to think too much; his entire body had already been blasted into the ground, leaving a hundred-meter deep pit in the ground.

"This aura, is it also a Saint-grade Cultivation Technique?"

"Good kid! Deserving of being the Young Lord of the number one Family, you have quite a lot of good things on you!"

The others who were still playing on the side, seeing Wu Liuding beaten to the point of life or death with one punch, looked at Zhou Yuxuan with even more fiery gazes.

In the same Realm, a high-grade Cultivation Technique could greatly narrow the gap in strength between two people.

And below the Saint Realm, a high-grade Cultivation Technique could likewise narrow the damage gap caused by the difference in cultivation base.

Zhou Yuxuan, possessing a Saint-grade Cultivation Technique, injuring the God King Peak-stage Wu Liuding while in the Dharma Manifestation Realm did not seem strange to them.

However, it was rare for a Family successor to practice two Saint-grade Cultivation Techniques in one lifetime, as practicing one Saint-grade Cultivation Technique was very time-consuming.

However, the more Saint-grade Cultivation Techniques Zhou Yuxuan had, the happier they were.

After all, they were all at the God King Peak stage and all wanted to break through to the Saint Realm.

And the reason they couldn't break through to the Saint Realm for so long was because they lacked the inheritance of the Saint Realm. Now that a Saint-grade Cultivation Technique was jumping around right in front of them, how could they not be tempted?

"Everyone, this person probably possesses more than just two Saint-grade Cultivation Techniques. Why don't we all attack together? When the time comes, we will share the Saint-grade Cultivation Techniques!"

The Peach Blossom Sword God, after injuring several people who were surrounding him with one sword strike, said to the others with a serious expression.

"Good idea, Brother Deng. Let us strike together. Even if this kid is strong and has Saint-grade Cultivation Techniques, with his cultivation base, I fear he cannot activate them many times."

Cao Changqing, also after heavily injuring those surrounding him, looked at Zhou Yuxuan with a burning gaze.

The sword servant Xiaohua and Hong Xuanxiang were the same.

"Since you all think so highly of me, it seems I must use some of my true strength!"

Being targeted by everyone, Zhou Yuxuan was not panicked; instead, he looked at them and said indifferently.

The next moment, the world suddenly darkened. In the pitch-black sky, a purple ancient pine that seemed capable of covering the entire sky rose from the ground!