As the sword emerges, a green lotus appears; as the wind rises, the green lotus withers...
A flash of green light startled the wild fields, birthing a sudden sorrow. Sword intent raged, forming a vortex half a mile wide.
Seventh-stage cultivators evaded.
Seventh-grade ferocious beasts retreated.
The space just torn by the blood-colored elk's antlers was only halfway open when it was swept by the sword intent.
Before it could escape within, it was struck down, letting out a low, whimpering cry.
The autumn wind moaned.
The sword momentum surged.
It rose like the midday sun and fell like the setting sun at dusk. Suddenly, the sword intent exploded, surging in all directions like turbid waves reaching the heavens or crashing billows striking the shore.
It disturbed the city for ten miles.
Houses were destroyed, walls collapsed, the ground sank, and trees snapped.
For a moment, the eyes of the entire city were drawn to it. The momentum of slaughter slightly faltered. Dark pupils dilated, throats cleared, and gazes grew heavy.
What a fierce sword strike.
What a domineering sword strike.
What a dazzling sword strike.
That was the sword of a youth...
Before anyone could regain their senses or the gale could subside, another green-tinged sword intent rose from the misty clouds. Its sound was like a dragon's roar, echoing across the sky.
Amidst the flourishing sword intent, a blood-colored figure was swept up like rootless duckweed, tossed about at the sword intent's mercy.
Finally.
As the sword intent dissipated, the figure fell like a kite with a broken string, crashing into a part of the high city.
Boom!
Crash!
'Sss...'
Xu Xian moved like an arrow released from a bow, crossing several miles in a few bounds. He stepped down hard, landing directly on the blood-colored elk's forehead.
The elk, which had been lying in a pit of rubble and earth, had its head driven deep into the ground. Beast blood sprayed from its mouth and nose, accompanied by shattered teeth.
Its blood-red eyes rolled back, and it let out a whimper like a young animal.
"Wuuu~"
It fainted on the spot!
Xu Xian grabbed the elk's antlers with one hand. With a slight exert of force, he pulled the blood-colored elk out of the ground as easily as pulling a weed and tossed it out of the pit.
The house-sized carcass slammed down, making the surrounding ground tremble.
He leaped again, landing steadily on the elk's mountain-like body.
His heavy sword rested on his shoulder, the cold radiance of Wait fully revealed.
The youth looked down upon the world, his blood-stained clothes as red as cinnabar, his eyes bright as he let out a furious roar.
"If you aren't afraid to die, come and take it!"
His voice was like thunder, echoing endlessly.
His voice was like a bell, carrying far into the distance.
In an instant, the noisy and chaotic city fell somewhat silent.
Only the messy whistling of the wind and hushed whispers remained.
The Wendao Sect, the Central Plains cultivators, and the ferocious beasts, who had been locked in a life-and-death struggle, stopped in a moment of unspoken agreement.
Some looked away.
Some were filled with unwilling anger.
Some looked toward others.
Some were ecstatic.
The blood-colored elk beneath his feet woke and then fainted again, dying and having long since lost the ability to resist.
Even if it was unwilling to admit it, it had truly fallen—fallen at the hands of this youth.
He hadn't even used that tower or that sword from yesterday.
The experts of the Wendao Sect, amidst their excitement and agitation, moved closer to Xu Xian, flanking him on all sides.
The group of seventh-stage cultivators from the Central Plains looked at each other, completely at a loss.
A conflict was raging in their minds.
Retreat?
They were unwilling.
Seize it?
They didn't dare.
As for the beasts of the East Desolation, looking at the youth who seemed like a Yama, they were truly afraid.
Even if their beastly eyes burned with fury, it was merely a figment to hide the dread and fear in their hearts.
They didn't dare take a single step forward.
The world fell silent at this moment, and the onlookers involuntarily held their breath.
It seemed that for both worlds, this conflict between humans and beasts sparked by the auspicious beast had officially come to an end here.
The youth's brilliance was too sharp; who could compete with him?
He had won.
A well-deserved victory!
But just then, a terrifying pressure came charging from the east.
It was as fast as lightning, as swift as the wind, and as powerful as a tide. Ripples spread across the entire sky.
As that aura surged forth, whether they were beasts or humans, Nascent Soul or body integration, everyone was forced to circulate their true essence to protect themselves against this powerful killing intent.
"Human brat, you dare humiliate the Imperial Son of my East Desolation? You shall die!"
Following the pressure was a reprimand that sounded neither male nor female.
The voice wasn't loud, but when you heard it, it felt as though it was ringing inside your head.
It was like a dry thunderclap exploding.
Their minds buzzed incessantly.
Inside and outside Spirit Elixir City, hundreds of thousands of humans and beasts couldn't help but tremble. Those with high cultivation showed pained expressions, while those with low cultivation looked distorted in agony.
Some even clutched their heads and wailed, while others fainted.
Veins bulged on Xu Xian's face as his right hand tightly gripped the restless Wait.
Before the voice even faded.
The bright day suddenly darkened, yet light appeared on the horizon. Xu Xian slowly raised his eyes and looked into the distance, witnessing the most terrifying sight of his life.
Beyond the distant mountains, black mist churned and flames soared into the sky.
Beneath the canopy of the sky, a gargantuan creature was charging toward Spirit Elixir City.
It was a tiger, a giant tiger covered in flames.
Its size was so immense that it blotted out the sun.
Ten thousand beasts bowed their heads.
Cultivators were struck with horror.
Even Wen Qingxue, Bu Yining, and Yao Zhijian stood frozen like lightning-struck logs.
"A... Beast God!"
Yes.
That was a powerhouse at the beast god stage.
Moreover, it was a beast god stage powerhouse that had crossed the border.
In this instant, everyone present, including Xu Xian, felt their own insignificance for the first time.
If this beast was a great tree, they were all but ants.
It came with overwhelming momentum, moving at an incredible speed—a hundred miles in one breath, three hundred miles in the next. In the blink of an eye, it was close, its massive form looming over Spirit Elixir City.
It felt as though it could swallow the entire city in a single bite.
Beneath him.
The blood-colored elk whimpered.
Xu Xian stared at the giant beast without flinching, even though he knew it was coming for him.
Yet, there was no fear in his eyes.
It stemmed from a certain confidence he couldn't quite name.
Just as it looked like the giant tiger would crush the city and bury everyone within it in the next second.
On the dark canopy behind him, the high-hanging Spirit Eye suddenly lit up.
Its light was golden.
Resplendent like divine radiance.
The golden light gathered into runes, and in an instant, a formation was complete. It was like an eye that had slept for countless eons finally opening.
Then, a streak of white light shot out from the formation, flying from west to east, from high to low. It streaked forward like a comet trailing an incredibly long, snow-white rainbow of light.
If one looked closely, it was actually the sword qi of an immortal sword.
The sword qi was long and heavy.
The owner of the sword was nowhere to be seen, but their voice rang out.
"Vile creature!"
"Insolent!"
The immortal sword tore through the sky, suddenly slashing toward the giant tiger.
The gargantuan beast acted as if facing a great enemy. Instead of retreating, it advanced, facing the immortal sword and letting out a thunderous roar.
"Roar!"
The two met as expected. The rainbow of sword qi trailing like a comet easily shattered the latter.
That feeling was as if a single raindrop had fallen, and the entire ocean had responded with crashing waves.
Rumble!!
Rumble!!!
"Roar~"
The gargantuan beast was pinned beneath the sky by a single sword.
The foundations of the mountains shook.
The water vapor boiled.
The three thousand miles of the Demon Suppression Abyss trembled.
The resulting shockwaves rolled in. What the youth saw before his eyes was truly a scene of the apocalypse.
His sea of consciousness churned, his throat moved, and a thousand words condensed into one.
"Incredible!!"
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