My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

Chapter 222: Chapter 222: The Supreme Sword Technique Cuts Through Heaven and Earth

“Huff, huff…”

All was terrifyingly silent in the world, with only the wind and sand fluttering past.

The invulnerable Sun Xiu had fallen to the ground from a single sword strike.

“This… This…”

Though Cha Wei and Chuck were both shockingly lost for words with their hearts pounding rapidly, they hadn’t clearly seen how the young man had drawn and struck with his sword; they only felt a flash of sword light, and then Sun Xiu was lying on the ground.

In their eyes, Sun Xiu was such an expert that anyone who could kill him with one sword strike must be terrifyingly powerful.

A trace of gravity and even surprise surfaced in the calm eyes of Qiu Fengsheng.

What kind of monster was this young man before them, possessing a cultivation not inferior to Duanmu Xinghua’s? How could the Demon Sect have such a formidable expert?

“You!”

Yu Qiurong’s mouth hung open, overwhelmed with shock to the point where her breathing even stopped momentarily.

The Sect Hierarch’s husband had killed a master with a single sword strike!?

Wasn’t he just a regular doctor?

Who exactly was he!?

The masters of the Demon Sect Heavenly Sect were also profoundly shaken, their eyes filled with disbelief.

“So the Sect Hierarch…”

Duanmu Xinghua slowly recovered from her astonishment, the doubts in her mind instantly dissipating. No wonder the Sect Hierarch had this young doctor come along; there was such profound secret hidden within him.

Where was this merely a doctor?

This was clearly a Sword Immortal.

Ever since he had entered the Demon Sect, this young man had concealed his sharpness, maintaining an unchanging facade even when questioned by members of the sect.

If not for the sword strike today, the people of the Demon Sect might never have realized that the Sect Hierarch’s husband was so formidable.

To kill a master with a single sword strike, how terrifying was that?

His talent was comparable to the Sect Hierarch’s, but what astonished Duanmu Xinghua the most was his maturity and composure at such a young age.

An ancient saying goes, ‘He who has a thunderstorm in his chest but a calm face like a still lake can be a great general.’

This ‘doctor’ was surely such a person.

An Jing was indifferent as water, unchanged in the slightest, after all, cutting down a master of the One Qi Realm was nothing more than a trivial matter for him.

“Whoosh!”

The Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence within Sun Xiu’s body was released, and he grasped it in his hand.

Qiu Fengsheng looked over and said, “What a formidable sword.”

To possess such swordsmanship and strength, and yet be so young, Qiu Fengsheng couldn’t imagine who this person could be.

Could there truly exist someone in this world who has mastered the art of rejuvenation to appear so young?

“You really came in person.”

An Jing chuckled lightly, the Water Stopping Sword in his hand gently swaying like a ripple of gentle light, emitting a series of slight trembling sounds.

Qiu Fengsheng took a deep breath and said, “It seems you are indeed the Demon Sect’s trump card.”

He initially had his suspicions. The Russell Clan’s move was clearly a trap, but the Demon Sect Hierarch only deployed Duanmu Xinghua, which seemed unreasonable. Now, it turned out there was a swordsman behind the scenes.

“Trump card!?”

The Demon Sect members gazed at each other in astonishment, unaware that the Sect Hierarch had long deployed a powerful expert.

An Jing let the fierce wind tousle his hair and said, “Today, let me see what skills Mansion Master Qiu possesses.”

Qiu Fengsheng’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Sparks!

The gazes of the two clashed in the air, seemingly sparking off a series of sparks.

The air around them seemed to solidify, and though no one could see the sparks, everyone could feel them in their hearts.

Qiu Fengsheng’s eyes were as profound as the abyss, like a vast ocean that seemed to absorb everything into it.

And the eyes of the swordsman were equally vast, more like an endless galaxy that could completely lose one with just a glance.

It was clear to anyone that both individuals were extraordinarily skilled.

Qiu Fengsheng said, “This isn’t your sword. Where is your sword?”

An Jing’s palm, slender and powerful, gently lifted the Water Stopping Sword, “The sword is here.”

The ordinary treasure sword, the Water Stopping Sword, seemed to emit an unprecedented sharpness in his hand, making it difficult to look at directly.

“Where is it?”

“In my heart!”

Qiu Fengsheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of coldness emerging.

The Fifth Realm, no sword in hand, but a sword in the heart.

This swordsman in front of him was indeed a master of the Sword Immortal level.

A Sword Immortal’s swordsmanship is inherently contained within his heart. Others may not see it, but in this world, it is often the invisible things that are the most dangerous.

Cha Wei and Chuck, both confused despite being Grandmasters, struggled to grasp this realm; however, the two, not understanding, knew there was something extraordinary about it.

They wisely stepped back a few steps.

As the wind and sand blew, the swordsman and Qiu Fengsheng still confronted each other, everyone knew their clash would shake the heavens and earth.

The next moment, Qiu Fengsheng’s figure shook, and he appeared in front of An Jing in an instant.

“Whoosh!”

The Water Stopping Sword swung forward, instantly sweeping out like a tide of sword light.

True Qi surged tumultuously within Qiu Fengsheng, not retreating in the slightest.

Purity Body!

Mastering to the Second Realm of the four major realms of fist, foot, body, and technique, but since Qiu Fengsheng’s cultivation was at the level of Three Qi, the True Qi he now unleashed rolled forth like mountains, bringing an oppressive force.

“Ss Ss!”

The Water Stopping Sword revealed a boundless sharpness, tearing through the tidal wave of True Qi and heading towards Qiu Fengsheng’s throat.

But in the next instant, the True Qi that had been ripped apart gathered again, tightly wrapping around the sword, making it impossible for the blade to advance even slightly further.

Qiu Fengsheng stretched out his left hand, pointing towards An Jing’s heart.

He practiced the martial arts of the Black Ice Platform at the Heavenly Martial level, the renowned Three Elements Secret Scripture.

These three elements were fist, palm, and finger; mastery of all three, and their combination, was the Supreme Seal Technique.

True Qi also erupted within An Jing, and he fiercely retracted the Water Stopping Sword to form a sword flower in front of his chest.

“Ding!”

Fingertip and sword met, producing a clear, resonant sound in an instant.

Sword light danced, True Qi surged, and the figures of the two continuously interchanged, exchanging dozens of moves in a blink.

Only Duanmu Xinghua among the crowd could clearly see the competition between the two; the others saw only fleeting shadows.

“Bang!”

Upon clashing again, both took several steps back.

“A Three Qi Grandmaster and a Second Qi Grandmaster are indeed different,”

An Jing glanced at the Water Stopping Sword; after the myriad clashes, it trembled almost uncontrollably.

Perhaps it was because he hadn’t brought the Evil Suppressing Sword, or because he had only just broken through to the Second Qi Cultivation and had not yet stabilized it. In any case, he felt a lot more pressure than he did facing Qi Shu or Yuan Feng.

Qiu Fengsheng calmly stated, “Your swordsmanship is not that of an unknown person, and it even feels vaguely familiar to me.”

He always felt like he had seen this person’s sword somewhere before.

“Is that so?”

In An Jing’s hand, the Water Stopping Sword shone, as though countless fine rains were falling from it, gradually transforming into a towering giant sword, which he slashed towards Qiu Fengsheng.

Four Symbols Sword Technique! Rain Without Gap!

Qiu Fengsheng remained composed, extending his hand and grabbed the giant sword in the sky.

Suddenly, the massive Water Stopping Sword became immobile as if it were stuck by a huge rock.

The True Qi-shaped hand grasped the Water Stopping Sword, greatly surprising An Jing.

“Clang!”

An Jing’s intent moved, and the giant sword, like a mountain-splitting saw blade, fiercely cut forward, slicing the True Qi-formed hand in two, losing its grip on the giant sword.

“How sharp a sword!”

The True Qi giant hand was sliced apart, yet the remaining power of the Water Stopping Sword was still not to be underestimated. It slashed towards Qiu Fengsheng’s head with a terribly ferocious sword skill, nearly capable of shattering one’s soul and undermining the enemy’s courage.

However, Qiu Fengsheng was at the Second Qi Grandmaster realm. He suddenly clenched his right fist, carrying a fierce and harsh Qi Force, and heavily struck the Water Stopping Sword.

Clang!

The Water Stopping Sword flew backwards, and Qiu Fengsheng himself retreated ten steps.

“Qiu Fengsheng’s strength is indeed formidable; he truly deserves the position of Mansion Master of the Soul Seeker Mansion.”

An Jing sighed inwardly; that strike had fully displayed his strength, yet it still did not cut down Qiu Fengsheng, which spoke volumes about the latter’s fearsomeness.

His thoughts were nearly instantaneous, like a flash of lightning, and he continued his assault towards Qiu Fengsheng.

Whoosh!

Under An Jing’s urging, the Water Stopping Sword moved as fast as the aurora, unable to be dodged by Qiu Fengsheng’s sensing power in a mere instant.

“Clang!”

Qiu Fengsheng extended two fingers and directly clamped the thin-as-a cicada’s wing Water Stopping Sword, knowing that if he allowed the swordsman’s sword skill to rise, it would be even more difficult to deal with later.

Full Moon!

Qiu Fengsheng’s right hand flicked, and Qi Force materialized in the air as a crescent moon, containing hidden changes in Qi Mechanism, its finger light seemed incomplete yet was fiercely overwhelming.

Clang!!

The finger light collided with the Water Stopping Sword again, and sparks flew in a continuous line, erupting in the most bizarre manner.

The Qi Force twisted and spread peculiarly, making it impossible for anyone to discern a complete trajectory.

Both of them retreated several steps backwards, scraping a long narrow trace on the ground.

An Jing stamped his foot, and the Water Stopping Sword paused slightly, then with blistering speed, it slashed forward, cracking the ground with a large sword mark, splitting the air as if tearing apart any material obstructing this strike with a destructive rending.

Raging Seas!

Qiu Fengsheng’s foot dragged on the ground, creating a long narrow trace, but the moment he landed, he immediately launched another attack. This time, his fist roared out even more violently, like a towering wave, unceasing.

As a long-established Second Qi Grandmaster, Qiu Fengsheng’s martial arts prowess was highly sophisticated. The force of the Water Stopping Sword seemed indestructible, but it had been partly neutralized by his earlier strikes. The remaining power was less than eighty percent of its original, just enough to meet the continuous, escalating waves of raging seas with fist force.

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!

One punch hit the Water Stopping Sword, and then Qiu Fengsheng quickly followed with a second and third punch, each faster than the last, seemingly endless, and in a blink, he had thrown a total of seventeen punches.

Bang!

With the eighteenth punch, the Water Stopping Sword was sent flying sideways, and An Jing felt his internal organs violently trembling.

But it wasn’t easy for Qiu Fengsheng either. The previous seventeen punches were not without harm; he knew that retreating now would break his momentum and he would no longer be able to block the advance of the Water Stopping Sword, which would certainly pierce his heart.

“Huff…”

An Jing exhaled deeply, though his expression grew immensely grave.

He had rarely taken the initiative to attack first and had exerted his strength to the utmost, but it seemed to pose no threat to Qiu Fengsheng.

Qiu Fengsheng was the strongest expert he had encountered so far, aside from Jiang Shang.

“Now that you’ve made your move, it’s time for you to take one of mine,” Qiu Fengsheng said, then he became like his fist light, as his fist moved with him, creating a ferocious grey fist radiance that appeared between them, forming a crescent moon with the notch directly facing An Jing’s position.

Three Qi! Crescent Moon!

Facing Qiu Fengsheng’s formidable punch, An Jing’s heart raced; however, his hands were not slow. In fact, they moved so quickly that the naked eye could barely see them. Although Qiu Fengsheng struck first, when the fist light swept over, it appeared as if An Jing, attacking later, was actually first, his sword tip directly targeting the flaw in the fist light.

Boom!

The fist force collided with the sword Qi, sparks flying wildly, accompanied by the domineering Qi Force and the overflowing sword radiance from the Water Stopping Sword, both were twisted apart by the opponent’s fist light, making it difficult for the sword force to advance an inch.

Sword Control Technique!

An Jing slapped the hilt of the Water Stopping Sword, only to see the Water Stopping Sword surge forward, enveloped in boundless piercing cold, tearing open a massive gap as if to completely shatter the surrounding darkness.

Fast!

Too fast!

The sword reached an extreme speed!

Qiu Fengsheng’s hairs stood on end as he instinctively gathered all his True Qi in his palms, blasting forward!

True Qi burst forth from his palms, like the Milky Way overturning, with tumultuous waves, incessant and unending.

“Buzzing!” “Buzzing!”

The sword light initially moved extremely fast, but as True Qi surged forth, its speed abruptly slowed down, and ultimately it ground to a halt without even a flicker.

“Boom!”

As the two people’s Qi Force exploded, waves of Force Qi shockwaves rippled out, wildly scattering in all directions.

An Jing again retreated three or four steps, then he grasped the Water Stopping Sword that flew back to him.

After retreating a step, Qiu Fengsheng fiercely exerted force with his right foot, discharging the immense rebounding Qi Force into the ground, causing the ground around him to tremble. He then looked up with a hint of surprise.

“Ghost Swordsman!?”

…..

Atop the cliffs at Sanfeng Pass.

After the Flying Horse Banner’s leader, Xiong Chunxiao, was killed, chaos ensued, but fortunately, with the appearance of the Heavenly Martial Flag’s troops, working together both internally and externally, they managed to temporarily stabilize the morale of the Flying Horse Banner’s troops, subsequently forcing the Demon Sect’s Black Armored Army to retreat.

The mastermind behind the Heavenly Martial Flag, cunning as a fox, upon learning that the Flying Horse Banner’s leader was slain by a Grandmaster, set up decoys in the main camp. Even Yi Daoyun’s personal intervention failed to eliminate him. Instead, it led to an ambush by a large number of soldiers and significant losses among the White Tiger Sect’s experts.

This situation not only drained his energy but also required a great deal of time. The battle between the two armies was extremely brutal. Despite having numerical superiority, the Houjin army could barely gain the upper hand against the Black Armored Army, which was assisted by Demon Sect experts, in a short period.

The sounds of slaughter at Sanfeng Pass shook heaven and earth; blood flowed into rivers, bodies piled up high.

Zhao Qingmei watched the distant Houjin camp with a slight frown.

A day had passed, but the Houjin army hadn’t been pushed back and was incredibly tenacious. It seemed they had been given a command to fight to the death.

Yi Daoyun said in a low voice, “This leader of the Heavenly Martial Flag truly is a significant figure. To think he reacted so quickly, rallying the remnants of the Flying Horse Banner. Now whether we can hold off the Houjin army depends only on Faction Master Qin.”

Even for an enemy, one couldn’t help but admire.

Zhao Qingmei asked quietly, “How many men have we lost?”

Yi Daoyun replied, “We’ve lost three thousand this morning, wounded over seven thousand, and still have fifty thousand capable soldiers. Houjin’s losses are two to three times ours.”

Zhao Qingmei said somberly, “It’s still not enough.”

Yi Daoyun, puzzled, said, “This Heavenly Martial Flag’s leader is fighting to the death, it seems he hasn’t fully committed to attacking our Dongluo Pass. What exactly is he planning? Just to hold Sanfeng Pass?”

Sanfeng Pass could indeed pose a threat to Dongluo Pass, yet it was not strategically critical. Why then was the Heavenly Martial Flag’s leader so adamant about holding this position?

Zhao Qingmei said indifferently, “To hold me back.”

Yi Daoyun also understood and exclaimed, “Could it be because of the Russell Clan?”

“Sect Hierarch!”

Just then, Shui Zhongyue hurried over, “A battalion from Houjin is closing in, suspected to be the Black Tiger Flag, and the Dharma King of the Great Snow Mountain has descended but his movements are unclear. It’s very possible that he’s within the Black Tiger Flag’s forces.”

Yi Daoyun frowned deeply, “Has Houjin gone mad?”

Another army was approaching, and with the Snow Mountain’s Dharma King among them, was Houjin really committing all their forces to fight the Demon Sect?

Currently, the Black Armored Army was barely managing against two flags’ armies. If another force joined in, the situation could indeed become dire.

Zhao Qingmei’s expression chilled, “I understand.”

“Sect Hierarch, there is another matter.”

After a moment’s hesitation, Shui Zhongyue said, “A spy from the Human Sect outside Dongluo Pass spotted the Ghost Swordsman’s Black Flood Dragon again. The dragon has moved several miles closer to the pass and is now within our defensive perimeter.”

Ever since the Ghost Swordsman perished, the whereabouts of the Black Flood Dragon had been a mystery. Human Sect spies had spotted it a few days ago, but it soon vanished. Now the Black Flood Dragon had reappeared, alarmingly close to Dongluo Pass.

Notably, this Black Flood Dragon could suppress Elder Ouyang of the Sealing Demon Platform, with its formidable presence. Now, with Dongluo Pass internally vulnerable, if the dragon went berserk, the Demon Sect Main Hall would be in danger.

“Black Flood Dragon!?”

Zhao Qingmei, upon hearing this, showed a hint of astonishment, then came to a sudden realization and murmured, “That fool!”

She clearly understood why the Black Flood Dragon was near Dongluo Pass.

Shui Zhongyue and Yi Daoyun remained silent, first witnessing such an expression on their Sect Hierarch.

Zhao Qingmei took a deep breath and said, “I leave everything here to Faction Master Yi and Qin Bin. Generally follow the commands set by Qin Bin. Shui Zhongyue, go immediately and request Elder Ouyang from the Sealing Demon Platform. There must be no errors.”

After speaking, Zhao Qingmei hurried away toward the distance.

Yi Daoyun watched the hurried figure, his eyes filled with doubt, “What is the Sect Hierarch doing? Is there something even more critical than defending the Main Hall at this moment?”

With tens of thousands of Houjin troops outside Dongluo Pass and reinforcements seemingly on the way, what was the Sect Hierarch going to do?

“I don’t know either.”

Shui Zhongyue shook his head.

…..

The wind and sand swept through, and all was quiet in the world.

All eyes from the Demon Sect converged on the swordsman in front who wielded the Water Stopping Sword, their expressions wonderfully intense.

Yu Qiurong was thunderstruck and exclaimed, “The Ghost Swordsman was supposed to be dead!?”

“Is he the Ghost Swordsman…?”

Duanmu Xinghua was also immensely shocked, as everyone in the world wanted to know the Ghost Swordsman’s true face, but who could have thought that he was such a young person.

No one had expected the ‘deceased’ Ghost Swordsman to appear among them in the Demon Sect, and even more so as the Sect Hierarch’s husband.

It was well known that the Ghost Swordsman had stormed the Demon Sect a month ago, but now he had suddenly become the Demon Sect’s son-in-law.

This was indeed like a dream.

Cha Wei and Chuck didn’t quite understand the name of the Ghost Swordsman, but seeing Qiu Fengsheng’s expression, they knew he was an extremely skilled master.

An Jing remained silent. He knew that if he acted, there would eventually come a day when he’d be exposed. It was just a matter of revelation at an unexpected time.

Moreover, as long as he killed the person before him, besides the people from the Demon Sect present, no one else would know his identity, and he could continue to hide.

Qiu Fengsheng couldn’t help but laugh, “Excellent, an escape plan akin to the golden cicada shedding its shell.”

Everyone in the world thought the Ghost Swordsman was dead, but no one knew that he was actually hiding within the Demon Sect, not only increasing greatly in strength but also becoming a tributor to the sect.

If they knew the mystery within, what would their expression be?

The Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect and the Ghost Swordsman truly played the world in their palms.

“Yes, I am the Ghost Swordsman.”

An Jing slapped the Water Stopping Sword in his hand. An icy chill surged from the blade, while lightning streaked across the sky as if a crack had appeared, revealing a giant sword.

Unity Sword Technique! Sword Control Flying Immortal!

An immense, piercing chill spread over the area, turning the surrounding mile extremely cold, as if even the air had condensed into fine ice threads, and the normally smooth-flowing True Qi also slowed down.

At the moment the giant sword fell, it seemed as if it could split heaven and earth in half.

Upon seeing the giant sword, both Cha Wei and Chuck’s faces immediately revealed a look of utter terror, and they backed away again.

This scene was truly shocking.

In an instant, Qiu Fengsheng suppressed the tremor in his heart and his expression became extremely serious, no longer daring to keep any secrets, he began forming seals with his palm.

He then frantically drew True Qi from within his body.

Buzzing! Buzzing!

Dense True Qi gathered, forming a massive whirlpool as if under the sea.

The vast whirlpool of True Qi emitted a luminescent light, dazzling and brilliant.

Three Elements Secret Scripture! Three Elements Seal Technique!

A light seal condensed in his palm and then heavily descended towards the front.

The two did not hold back any longer, each deploying their most profound skills.

To reach this realm and strength, acting like this was indeed risking their lives.

The giant sword and the globe of True Qi collided fiercely, and then the world seemed to freeze for a moment.

Boom! Boom!

An Jing’s Water Stopping Sword chopped straight down, and where the tremendous Sword Radiance passed, it left behind a long, narrow scar in the world.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The enormous Sword Radiance, like thunderbolts, directly split the huge True Qi whirlpool in half.

Suddenly, True Qi scattered across the sky, shaking the ground.

An astonishing surge of shockwaves emerged, spreading continuously into the distance.

“Wow!”

Qiu Fengsheng’s body shook as he stretched out his hand to block the Qi wave in front, but such overbearing force still injured his internal organs, and immediately he spat out blood.

On the other hand, An Jing was also extremely pale, his hand holding the Water Stopping Sword still trembling.

“Drip drop!”

At this moment, one could clearly see the blood continuously flowing down from his tiger’s mouth to the ground.

Both parties made their move with full strength, sparing nothing, and what they got in return was mutual damage.

After a long silence, Qiu Fengsheng slowly spoke, “This sensation of life and death, it’s been many years, the last time being when I confronted Ye Ding, the Sect Leader of the Zhenyi Sect, in Great Yan.”

Qiu Fengsheng didn’t know why, but he felt that facing the Ghost Swordsman today was even more challenging than when he had confronted Ye Ding that day.

Perhaps Ye Ding had not intended to kill him at the time, or maybe his mental state was very different from what it is now.

“Years are hard to count, old friends are never the same.”

In a daze, Qiu Fengsheng recalled the words his teacher had once told him, words because of which he had left Zhao Country, moved to Great Yan, and later to Houjin.

What kind of truth could possibly justify such a rough and tumble life, battered by wind and rain?

Fifty years had hurried past, all in the blink of an eye for him.

At this moment, Qiu Fengsheng felt a fleeting connection with the world around him.

“Not good!”

An Jing’s heart began to beat rapidly upon seeing this scene. Qiu Fengsheng was almost about to realize the Third Realm of Heavenly Human Communication.

How formidable Heavenly Human Communication could be, An Jing had seen clearly at Eight Feet Platform; after Li Fuzhou used Heavenly Human Communication, he had killed the Xuanyi Guard Tang Taiyuan with a single palm strike. How terrifying was that?

It was known that Li Fuzhou was just entering the Second Qi Realm, while Tang Taiyuan had fully stabilized in that realm.

If Qiu Fengsheng reached this realm, his chances of surviving today were very slim.

“How can I die before my philosophy is complete?”

A slight smile appeared on Qiu Fengsheng’s lips as he looked at An Jing in front of him.

At this moment, his body shone brilliantly, as if illuminated.

An Jing sneered, “How many people’s corpses are your philosophies supposed to tread upon?”

Qiu Fengsheng replied indifferently, “Since ancient times, philosophies have always been so.”

The moment he finished speaking, Qiu Fengsheng didn’t give An Jing a chance to obstruct him and took the initiative to strike first.

In the world around them, everything was filled with his fist force like ocean waves.

Seeing the boundless fist light rushing toward An Jing, Yu Qiurong, Duanmu Xinghua, and others were all shocked.

If Qiu Fengsheng were an overwhelming wave, then An Jing was like a small boat in this gigantic wave. Although relying on skill to stay afloat, the situation was perilously dangerous. A slight misstep could mean the destruction of the boat and death of the person.

Duanmu Xinghua’s complexion turned somewhat pale, “Qiu Fengsheng has actually had a realization.”

She knew well that if Qiu Fengsheng truly reached Heavenly Human Communication, it would be terrifying. His strength would definitely increase to another level, making it impossible for the Ghost Swordsman to be his match.

If the Ghost Swordsman died, they would have no way out.

There was no change in An Jing’s expression. Perhaps, in his view, there were not many things in this world that could truly panic him.

The Water Stopping Sword struck, creating a surprising scene. An Jing’s body, like a phantom, drew his sword and countless figures spread out.

Every An Jing had a different sword striking motion; they either leaped up, twisted their bodies, pressed down their centers of gravity, or their figures flickered, instantly countless sword lights plunged into the raging sea of fist light.

It was like a painting, leaving everyone present stunned.

Crash!

The limitless fist light shattered, and many An Jings merged into one.

Three Elements! Earth Star!

Qiu Fengsheng’s fist technique, compared to Moon Full, not only possessed completeness but also an unruly momentum, purer and more direct than the raging sea.

The Three Elements Secret Scripture, of Heavenly Martial level mental method, plus Qiu Fengsheng’s many years of cultivation, made this fist technique truly extraordinary.

Boom!

In the thunderous noise that split heaven and earth, a fierce fist force extended and rushed towards An Jing.

Qiu Fengsheng, once a pillar of Black Ice Platform and a contemporary master like Qi Xuan Dao, though his subsequent power waned, was still a master not to be underestimated.

An Jing didn’t blindly respond with attack to attack. Qiu Fengsheng’s punch was extremely overbearing; to directly counter it would definitely not be advantageous.

The Water Stopping Sword fiercely plunged into the ground, then seemed to merge with the entire earth.

The next moment, sharp sword light erupted from around An Jing, spraying upwards, where a great amount of sword light layered together, constantly compressing and solidifying into a boundless sharp cold sword light.

Four Symbols Sword Technique! Wind Unstoppable!

With the improvement of An Jing’s swordsmanship, every sword move was performed effortlessly.

Crack!

The highly compressed sword light roared in, fiercely colliding with that punch, instantly causing the heaven and earth to tremble, and the force Qi surged violently like a tidal wave.

“What exquisite swordsmanship.”

Qiu Fengsheng had seen such realms before, but those were old antiquities immersed in martial arts for years, some capable of using martial moves defensively and offensively at will.

However, these people were all elder masters, having studied the Sword Dao and martial arts for decades, but how old did the Ghost Swordsman seem to be?

An Jing, seeing Qiu Fengsheng unmoved, furrowed his eyebrows tightly because his murderous intent hadn’t taken effect.

With his blood boiling, An Jing remained motionless as if a flash of spiritual light suddenly appeared, and in an instant, he also gained a bit of enlightenment in his mind.

All the complex sword moves, at this moment, turned into the simplest techniques.

In such a deadly crisis, a moment of great peril, masters tend to become even more composed.

Qiu Fengsheng stretched out his arms, feeling the vastness of the heaven and earth, slowly communicating with this part of the world.

As long as he achieved a sliver of communication, he would officially step into the realm of Heavenly Human Communication, just like Li Fuzhou at the Eight Feet Platform, harnessing the power of heaven and earth.

Duanmu Xinghua, Yu Qiurong, and other Demon Sect masters were extremely tense, their faces exceptionally pale.

No one had expected that, under the pressure of this battle, Qiu Fengsheng would have an epiphany and was about to break free from his own shackles.

Being able to step into the realm of Heavenly Human Communication, that ranked one among the top masters of the same realm, even able to transcend the Master Realm to slay enemies.

At this moment, the fate of everyone’s life and death lay on the two fighters.

“Master, help me step into the Heavenly Human.”

Qiu Fengsheng looked towards the distant south, his expression containing a trace of brightness, his disheveled hair moving with the wild wind.

Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, but about dancing in the wind.

A so-called master is not fearless out of ignorance, but is knowledgeable and still fearless.

His eyes were filled with frost, as if they contained the hardships of the past fifty years, then he looked towards the swordsman in front of him.

“Ghost Swordsman, I am not afraid to fight you, but what if the heavens were also involved?”

After speaking, thunder roared in the sky, and the lightning resembled a dragon, echoing loudly.

Cha Wei and Chuck were trembling inside; they had never seen such a terrifying realm where a person could actually move heaven and earth, to them, it transcended human limits.

“Today, in cooperation with heaven and earth, are you afraid!?”

Qiu Fengsheng’s True Qi surged like tidal waters, knowing An Jing wouldn’t give him time to break through and making a deadly attack once again.

The overwhelming True Qi came, seeming to cover all of heaven and earth, just resisting this attack, he, Qiu Fengsheng, might step into that realm.

The True Qi converged, forming a deep, mysterious Seal Technique, carrying an ancient and vast Qi Force.

Three Elements Secret Scripture! Three Elements Seal Technique!

Qiu Fengsheng slammed force forcefully forward, and the Seal Technique also descended towards the front.

Boom! Boom!

The oppressive power of the Seal Technique was unstoppable like a collapsing mountain, the ground itself trembling slightly.

“Interfacing with heaven and earth?”

An Jing opened his eyes, as sharp as a drawn sword.

All the enlightenment in his mind seemed forgotten at that moment.

Yet, An Jing subconsciously raised his Water Stopping Sword, stabbing towards Qiu Fengsheng, its erupting light twisting as if entering into a chaotic illusion.

That sword light suddenly disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Then, his body also merged into the Seal Technique, the robust Qi Force engulfing him like shifting mountains and overturning seas.

“He’s gone… No, that’s not right!”

Qiu Fengsheng saw the disappearing sword light but still distinctly felt the closer he was to An Jing’s sword tip, the colder and sharper it became.

This bone-chilling sharpness seemed to solidify the True Qi in his body, rendering him immobile.

Invisible yet clearly felt sword light—what kind of swordsmanship was this?

It seemed like a year had passed, or perhaps it was just a moment.

“Thud!”

An Jing’s Water Stopping Sword directly penetrated Qiu Fengsheng’s heart, and the next moment, everything returned to normal, An Jing’s movements freed, the sword tip protruding from Qiu Fengsheng’s back, creating a through-and-through hole.

“Thump!”

As the sword was withdrawn, An Jing’s figure unfolded, retreating backwards, consecutively spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

This blood, full of vitality, was breathtakingly red.

At that moment, time and space seemed to have stopped.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the two figures.

“What a pity…”

Qiu Fengsheng still stood upright, like a long spear standing between heaven and earth, but the light in his eyes gradually faded.

He was just a hair’s breadth away from reaching the Third Realm of Heavenly Human Communication through this pressure.

If he had reached Heavenly Human Communication, he could have joined forces with heaven and earth to slay the Ghost Swordsman.

But the world has no ifs.

Qiu Fengsheng felt his eyelids heavy as if they were laden with lead; he did not want to close his eyes. The wisdom and dreams his master had shared still echoed beside him.

Having not yet witnessed that wisdom, how could he simply leave this world?

With life slowly ebbing away, death was creeping closer.

Qiu Fengsheng, who had believed in fate all his life, wanted to defy the heavens at the moment of death; he was not willing to die like this.

In that moment, he connected with the universe and reached the Third Realm of Heavenly Human Communication.

But his life had reached its end—such was his fate.

Qiu Fengsheng’s head drooped, never to be lifted again.

Qiu Fengsheng was dead!

This once proud son of the heavens from the Black Ice Platform, who had dominated across Yan Country, Zhao Country, and Houjin as a Three Qi Grandmaster, died standing in the midst of the swirling sands.

“How is this possible!?”

Chuck, seeing this, was utterly incredulous. How could the mighty Qiu Fengsheng be dead?

The Qiu Fengsheng who could have joined forces with heaven and earth was just dead like that?

What seemed a certainty had now taken a turn.

Everything had gone wrong!

Cha Wei, however, felt a bone-chilling coldness inside, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing his body.

“Qiu Fengsheng is dead!?”

“He’s truly dead, the Mansion Master of the Soul Seeker Mansion is really dead!”

“Heavens! The Ghost Swordsman is too terrifying.”

…..

In contrast to Cha Wei and Chuck’s fear, the followers of the Demon Sect were filled with unspeakable elation.

Duanmu Xinghua murmured to herself, “So powerful…”

A Second Qi Grandmaster slaying a Three Qi Grandmaster—what terrifying strength, especially since Qiu Fengsheng was just a step away from reaching Heavenly Human Communication and could have joined forces with heaven and earth.

Her heart heated with excitement, knowing now the fearsome Ghost Swordsman was a member of the Demon Sect.

Given ten years for Zhao Qingmei and the Ghost Swordsman, this world might very well belong to the Demon Sect.

Yu Qiurong, witnessing such an astounding battle, felt a storm surge within her that lingered long, as if she was still immersed in it, unable to extricate herself.

This scene today had completely overturned her understanding.

An Jing, looking at the steadfastly standing Qiu Fengsheng, remarked thoughtfully, “Don’t you know, sometimes humans are more terrifying than heaven and earth?”

Saying this, he slowly walked toward Duanmu Xinghua and Yu Qiurong.

His steps were slow, his footprints still bearing fresh blood.

“This swordsman has taken heavy damage; let’s go together.”

Upon seeing this, both Cha Wei and Chuck’s eyes burned with a fierce decisiveness.

They were very clear in their hearts that if the people of the Demon Sect survived today, their own deaths were certain, and this seemed to be their only chance.

“Roar!”

Just then, a mighty roar of a dragon echoed from afar.

Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see a ferocious black flood dragon flying through the sky. On the back of the flood dragon stood a figure with exquisitely beautiful features, a hint of urgency in her expression, her garment fluttering wildly in the fierce wind.

The followers of the Demon Sect, seeing this person, all tensed.

…….

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