From Five Animal Exercises to being hailed as a saint and ancestor

The quiet street behind the den of iniquity has now been transformed into a fierce battlefield.

The roar of colliding spiritual energy and the sharp sound of clashing weapons.

The muffled groans and roars of the injured mingled together, shattering the afternoon tranquility.

The ten disciples of Qinglu Academy were tempered in the Meteorite Secret Realm.

They have all broken through to the tenth level of the Qi Opening Realm or above, and their true combat strength is comparable to those Spirit Sea Realm guards whose aura is "dull and weak".

At that moment, they pounced on the black-clad guards escorting the convoy like tigers released from their cages.

Yao Mengkang was undoubtedly the most dazzling presence on the battlefield.

Holding the Cloud-Splitting Blade, he moved like lightning. With the activation of the Chaos Star God Technique, the Chaos Chakra provided seemingly endless pure spiritual power and boundless blood energy.

His swordsmanship wasn't particularly fancy.

Yet its power was immense, each strike accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air.

The true meaning of the Five Elements flows within it, sometimes as fierce as fire, sometimes as heavy as a mountain!

A guard in black raised his knife to parry, and a loud clang was heard.

The guard's jaws snapped open, his long sword nearly slipped from his grasp, and he was sent flying backward by the immense force of the blow.

He crashed into the wall, broke his bones, and was clearly going to die.

Another person launched a sneak attack from the side, the tip of his sword aimed directly at Yao Mengkang's ribs.

Yao Mengkang didn't even look, and with a backhand slash, unleashed the true meaning of the Overlapping Waves.

The blade flashed continuously, each strike landing with a powerful force that cleaved the attacker in two, sword and all!

He was like a rock on the battlefield, and also like a whirlwind of slaughter.

Ordinary guards couldn't last more than three or five moves against him.

However, even a mighty tiger can't fight off a pack of wolves.

Soon, more than ten guards in black realized his threat, abandoned their opponents, and roared as they attacked from all sides!

The clash of swords, the force of fists and palms, poured down on Yao Mengkang like a storm.

He moved swiftly, his Cloud-Splitting Blade wielding a relentless barrage of attacks, deflecting and parrying most of them.

Occasionally, a stray fish would slip through the net and strike his body, which had been tempered by the Starfall Platform and the Chaos Qi.

Although it left many scars, it was difficult to cause any real harm.

The Chaos Chakra provides stable support.

Despite being surrounded, he remained calm and composed, like a rock sitting steadily amidst raging waves.

At the forefront of the battlefield, Zhou Tiancan, like an ancient, savage elephant, bore the greatest pressure.

After he roared "This road is blocked!", he immediately attracted the frenzied attack of seven or eight guards!

The giant hammer swung, the wind howled, each strike contained terrifying power capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks; if it grazed the target, it would either kill or injure them!

However, his weakness of being slow was exposed at this moment.

Faced with a barrage of tricky attacks from multiple people from different angles, he was unable to completely evade them.

"Swoosh!" A sword flashed across his shoulder, leaving a trail of blood.

"Pfft!" A palm print containing chilling spiritual power struck his back, causing him to stagger.

In an instant, he was covered in several wounds, which were dripping with blood and stained his clothes red.

Although his powerful physique meant these were just superficial injuries that didn't stop him from continuing to swing the giant hammer, the searing pain still made him roar repeatedly.

"Heavenly ginseng!" Mu Qingqing felt heartbroken.

With a sharp cry, she unleashed her movement technique, soaring through the air like a blue phoenix, instantly arriving beside Zhou Tiancan.

Spiritual energy leaped from her fingertips, and supple yet binding illusory green vines appeared out of thin air, entwining and hindering the attacks aimed at Zhou Tiancan.

Her arrival immediately alleviated Zhou Tiancan's decline.

With the pressure greatly reduced, Zhou Tiancan roared and swung his giant hammer even more fiercely!

He no longer needs to focus on defense; he only needs to unleash all his power!

"Boom!" A hammer slammed down, and a guard who couldn't dodge in time was smashed into a bloody pulp along with his shield!

"Bang!" Another sweeping hammer blow sent two guards who tried to approach flying!

The two, one forceful and the other gentle, one defensive and the other offensive, cooperated perfectly.

Zhou Tiancan was like the strongest shield and the most ferocious spear, while Mu Qingqing was the most agile assistant, clearing obstacles for him and creating opportunities for killing.

Almost no man in black could withstand two blows from Zhou Tiancan and survive!

On the other side, Xuanyuanpo's battle can be described as art.

His posture was upright, and his swordsmanship was agile and graceful, like an ice phoenix dancing.

As the longsword was swung, ice-attribute spiritual power created a sky full of snow-white sword shadows, and the cold air spread, causing the temperature of the surrounding air to drop significantly.

He fought five or six guards single-handedly, his figure weaving through the flashing swords as if taking a leisurely stroll.

Each strike of the sword tip precisely targets the opponent's weakness, either deflecting weapons or tearing through armor, leaving a trail of blood.

His expression was cold and his eyes were focused, as if he were not fighting a life-or-death battle, but performing an elegant sword dance.

The guards besieging him were extremely frustrated. Their attacks were always just a hair's breadth away from his target, while Xuan Yuanpo's sword was like a persistent infection, impossible to defend against.

Within moments, all of them had sustained injuries, none of which were fatal, but they greatly affected their fighting ability.

Xuanyuan destroyed himself, yet not a single leaf touched him; his white robes remained as pure as snow.

On Wang Le and Huo Ling'er's side, the battlefield was the most spectacular.

Wang Lefeng's spiritual energy surged, his movements light and agile, like a butterfly flitting among flowers, blocking attacks for Huo Ling'er time and time again and constantly creating opportunities for her.

Huo Ling'er is like a burning flame, wielding fire magic with ease. Fireballs, rockets, fire walls... amplified by the wind, their power multiplies, covering an extremely wide area.

Although both of them were only at the tenth level of the Qi Opening stage, which was relatively low among the top ten disciples, their attributes complemented each other, their minds were in sync, and they had an unparalleled tacit understanding.

The wind fanned the flames, and the fire, fueled by the wind, overwhelmed the three or four guards, leaving them only able to defend themselves and utterly powerless to retaliate.

The dazzling flames and howling whirlwinds intertwined, creating a striking scene on the long street.

Xu Zijian held a long sword, with lightning crackling and popping across its blade.

He was fierce and unyielding, and so was his swordsmanship. Every strike carried the force of thunder. He clashed head-on with a guard in black, and the two fought evenly, with lightning constantly colliding and exploding with the guard's spiritual power.

Shi Hao then demonstrated his formidable defensive capabilities.

He did not attack first, but instead, like the most solid bulwark, directly entangled the two men in black.

The two men's attacks landed on him with dull "thump" sounds, but they couldn't break through his rock-solid defense.

He took a lot of damage for his teammates.

Xu Ziyi's swordsmanship was agile, and her water-attribute spiritual power was continuous. She was engaged in a fierce battle with a guard in black.

Her sword intent was not as sharp and cold as Xuan Yuanpo's, but it had more flexibility and endurance, like a gentle stream that seemed soft but actually had great power.

Although the three fought individually, they were not far apart, and their tactics were understood in the blink of an eye.

Xu Zijian suddenly erupted, knocking his opponent back with a single strike.

Shi Hao took the opportunity to withstand the attacks of the other two, creating an opportunity for Xu Ziyi.

Xu Ziyi's sword technique shifted, flowing like mercury, instantly piercing the throat of the guard who had been knocked back by Xu Zijian!

With one person falling ill, the pressure on the other three is greatly reduced!

They immediately switched to a combined effort, with Xu Zijian leading the attack, Shi Hao defending, and Xu Ziyi providing support. They forced the remaining three guards in black to retreat steadily, and it seemed they were about to completely defeat them!

It seems that they will be the first to finish the battle.

However, just as the situation on Xu Ziyi's side was about to become clear, and she was preparing to cooperate with her brother to deliver the fatal blow to the last guard—

High in the sky, Zhao Xiaoman is engaged in a fierce battle with Luo Wuyai.

Although he was forced into a frantic state by the omnipresent sorrowful sword intent, his soul was stung by waves of pain.

But out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the chaotic long street not far away.

She was especially furious when she saw that those "precious materials" were about to be rescued!

She could tell at a glance that Yao Mengkang was the leader of this group of academy disciples, the strongest, and the greatest threat!

In her rage, she ignored Luo Wuyai's sword aimed at her neck.

She withstood a sword strike head-on, then flicked her finger towards Yao Mengkang below!

A pink finger gust, imbued with a sinister power to corrupt the soul, emerged like a venomous snake.

It shot silently yet with incredible speed toward Yao Mengkang's back!

"Be careful!"

Luo Wuyai noticed immediately and swung his sword to intercept.

But the finger strike was too cunning and sudden, and his sword energy was not fully effective.

A subtle yet deadly aftershock penetrated the interception and continued its trajectory toward Yao Mengkang!

At this moment, Yao Mengkang was wielding his sword to repel two attackers. His old strength had just dissipated, and new strength had not yet arisen.

With the added interference of shouts of battle and sounds of spiritual energy colliding around them, they were a beat too slow to react to the faint sneak attack from high above!

"Senior Brother Yao!"

Xu Ziyi, who had been keeping a close eye on the entire battlefield, especially Yao Mengkang's movements, sensed danger the moment Luo Wuyai spoke up to warn her!

She barely hesitated, and the water-attribute spiritual power within her body erupted at an unprecedented speed.

Her petite figure moved like a moth drawn to a flame, instantly shifting to the side and blocking Yao Mengkang's path!

"puff--!"

That wisp of pink finger wind, weakened.

Although only a tenth of its original power remains, the power contained within is that of a Purple Mansion Realm expert, which Xu Ziyi, who is only at the Opening Meridian Realm, could not possibly withstand.

The wind blew into Xu Ziyi's back without any hindrance.

Her body trembled violently, and her forward momentum came to an abrupt halt.

The long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which had a strange pinkish tinge.

The light in her eyes dimmed quickly, like a candle flickering in the wind.

Her face turned ashen instantly, and her delicate body slumped backward.

"Junior Sister Xu!!!"

Yao Mengkang turned around abruptly and just happened to see Xu Ziyi shielding him from the attack, spitting out blood, and collapsing to the ground!

He felt a "buzz" in his head, as if something had exploded in his mind!

He held the Cloud-Splitting Blade in his right hand and reached out his left hand to embrace Xu Ziyi's limp body.

Everything I touched was ice-cold!

Watching the pinkish blood continuously overflowing from the corner of her mouth.

Seeing her pale face and dull eyes, Yao Mengkang's eyes instantly turned blood red!

With a single, powerful strike, he instantly forced back the surrounding guards.

"Ziyi! Ziyi! Hang in there! Hang in there!"

His voice was hoarse, filled with unprecedented panic and fear.

He frantically pulled out various healing pills from his storage bag.

He had some excellent wound medicine distributed by the academy, some Rejuvenation Pills awarded by the academy, and even a few rather precious life-saving elixirs... He wanted to stuff them all into Xu Ziyi's mouth.

However, those pills, once ingested, vanished without a trace.

Xu Ziyi's breathing did not improve; instead, it became increasingly weak, like a deflated balloon.

That eerie pink hue spread across her face; the flame of life was rapidly fading away…

Yao Mengkang held the gradually cooling body in his arms tightly, feeling her life slip away.

A heart-wrenching pain and an overwhelming rage erupted and burned in his chest like a volcano!

He raised his head, his blood-red eyes fixed on the alluring figure high in the sky.

An endless killing intent surged into the sky!