Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

I do not know how long it has been,

Xia Jin didn't know how far she had walked.

The interior of the sword tower was much larger than it appeared from the outside. At first glance, it seemed to have only one path leading forward. However, after half an hour, it became a maze of interconnected paths.

Dozens of scorpions led the way, with Xia Jin following closely behind, as they ventured deeper into the Sword Tower.

However, as he went deeper, the power of those sword energies grew stronger and stronger.

At first, the scorpions summoned by Shen Jinghan could withstand one or two sword energies, but later, a single sword energy could cut several scorpions into pieces at the same time.

Xia Jin's expression changed from relaxed at the beginning to slightly solemn now, but he did not stop moving.

After walking for a while, all the dozens of scorpions were destroyed by the occasional sword energy triggered along the way.

Xia Jin then stopped, looking at the pile of rubble in front of her, seemingly deep in thought.

"Where are the remaining two members of the Glazed Sword Sect? We haven't found any trace of them yet. If we continue on this path, even if my physical body can withstand it, my spiritual energy will probably be completely depleted." He rubbed his temples, hesitating for the first time.

But just as he was pondering this, a bone-chilling cold suddenly swept over him from the front.

Danger! !

Xia Jin narrowed her eyes slightly and almost instinctively dodged to the side.

Just as he dodged, a giant sword aura descended from the sky, slashing fiercely at the spot where he had just been standing.

"boom!!"

A crack tens of meters long was cleaved in the ground, and rubble flew everywhere.

Xia Jin's face instantly darkened.

He sensed a strong killing intent emanating from that sword aura.

This doesn't resemble the unconsciously triggered sword energy in the Sword Tower; it seems to be something deliberately created.

"Damn it, who is it?"

Xia Jin shouted and waved her right hand, unleashing a burst of white flames.

The white flames collided with the lingering sword intent in the air, producing a muffled boom, before canceling each other out and dissipating into nothingness.

Xia Jin raised her head, her gaze turning cold as she looked ahead.

A dark figure slowly emerged from the pile of rocks.

Xia Jin stared intently at the newcomer.

He quickly saw clearly that it was a tall man in a long black robe, wielding a heavy sword. His face was covered by a bronze mask, revealing only a pair of lifeless eyes.

Behind him, two iron chains were suspended, with two women who had already fainted locked at their ends.

"Could these two women be the two senior sisters that Mu Qingxue mentioned?!" Xia Jin's gaze fell on the two women, and she already had a vague guess in her heart.

His gaze returned to the man in black robes, and after examining him carefully, he couldn't help but frown.

Something's off about this person.

"I thought it was some kind of trickery," Xia Jin said with a cold laugh, having seen through the other party's disguise. "It's nothing but a remnant soul, yet it dares to be so insolent before me?"

The man in black robes was clearly taken aback.

He hadn't expected Xia Jin to be able to see through him.

After a moment of silence, the man in black robes stretched out his right hand and slowly removed the bronze mask from his face.

Beneath the mask was the face of a gloomy middle-aged man, with messy, long red hair that moved without wind.

The other person stared coldly at Xia Jin with their narrow eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them.

"Aren't all the disciples of the Glazed Sword Sect female? Why is a man like you appearing in the Sword Tower? And judging from your attire, you're clearly not from the Glazed Sword Sect. Speak!! Who are you?"

Xia Jin didn't answer his question. Instead, she put her hands behind her back, displaying an expression of complete disdain: "Is it strange? Why don't you tell me how your remnant soul appeared in this sword tower? Then I'll tell you how I got into this sword tower."

Judging from the aura of the other party, this remnant soul must have been an extremely terrifying being in life. Even though only this remnant soul remains, it still gives him a faint sense of oppression.

The red-haired man seemed to laugh in anger after hearing Xia Jin's words. He grinned, revealing a chilling smile.

"Never mind, who you are or how you got here, none of that matters."

He raised his heavy sword, pointing it at Xia Jin, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes.

"As long as I devour your essence and blood, and then have yin-yang intercourse with these two beauties, I will have a chance to recover. At that time, I will leave this sword tower and roam freely in the vast sky and sea."

"You think you can take me?" Xia Jin sneered.

"I advise you to release him before I change my mind. Otherwise... I will personally crush your remnant soul."

"Hahaha! What a boastful tone!"

"You callow brat, how dare you spout such nonsense before me? When I rose to fame, your ancestors weren't even born yet!"

The red-haired man suddenly raised his heavy sword and slashed out.

The jet-black sword energy resembled an angry dragon.

Xia Jin didn't dodge; instead, his eyes sharpened. He wanted to test the strength of this remnant soul, so he grabbed it with both hands and collided with the black sword energy.

"boom!!"

A loud bang was heard, and the ground suddenly shook.

"Dragon Transformation Realm? No, it should be just a hair's breadth away from the Dragon Transformation Realm! This remnant soul is no ordinary being!" Xia Jin took two steps back, her expression changing slightly.

The red-haired man was slightly taken aback, then sneered, "You do have some skill, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant. However... in front of me, you still only have one path: death."

He instantly transformed into a black streak of light, appearing before Xia Jin, his heavy sword pressing down like a mountain.

Xia Jin's eyes narrowed, and her spiritual energy surged wildly as she threw a punch to meet the attack.

A tremendous force struck, and Xia Jin's body was forced backward once again, with an unusual bloodstain appearing on her fist.

His face darkened completely.

He is currently only at the eighth level of the Immortal Ascension Realm.

They are worlds apart.

What alarmed Xia Jin even more was that this red-haired man's understanding of swordsmanship was definitely not simple; otherwise, the difference in their cultivation levels alone would not have been enough to leave a mark on her physical body.

"It seems we have no choice but to go all out!!"

Xia Jin began to fully activate the Primordial Demon Emperor Technique within her body.

A golden sun mark appeared between his eyebrows, radiating a dazzling light.

Behind him, three corona-like halos slowly emerged, each radiating a terrifying temperature that made the entire space tremble.

The red-haired man's pupils constricted sharply upon seeing Xia Jin's current state.

"This is... the aura of a demon?"

Xia Jin did not answer, and her figure disappeared.

The two clashed again.

"Boom boom boom!"

A series of collision sounds rang out.

A hint of surprise flashed in the red-haired man's eyes. He hadn't expected that Xia Jin, after unleashing her full power, could actually fight him to a standstill.

However, they were merely evenly matched.

"Kid, you do have some skill. Unfortunately, the gap in cultivation level cannot be bridged by techniques alone."

"Sword Domain, open!"

Centered on him, the space within a radius of several hundred feet instantly fell into absolute darkness.

Countless sword energies emerged from the darkness, pouring down on Xia Jin like a torrential rain.

Xia Jin's expression changed drastically. He activated the Sun Halo behind him at full power, and flames formed a barrier around his body to block the sword energy attacks.

However, several sword energies still pierced through the flame barrier, leaving several deep wounds on his body.

Blood splattered.

Xia Jin's body was sent flying, crashing heavily into the stone wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You! You actually managed to injure me! I was originally going to spare your life, but now, that's impossible!!"

Xia Jin wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, slowly stood up, and the killing intent emanating from her body began to distort the void a foot in front of her.

"Use whatever tricks you have up your sleeve. I want to see what kind of trouble you can cause." The red-haired man was slightly surprised by the intense killing intent emanating from Xia Jin, but he quickly gave a disdainful sneer.

"Trust me, you'll soon regret this!"

Xia Jin revealed a cruel smile.

A dazzling golden light burst forth from the sun mark between his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, a broken ancient bell flew out of his sea of ​​consciousness and hovered above his head.

Although the ancient bell was still incomplete, the aura it emitted was so powerful that the other person could hardly stand up, and his body slowly knelt down in Xia Jin's direction.

"No!! This... what kind of treasure is this?!"

For the first time, terror appeared in his voice.

He felt a terrifying pressure emanating from that broken ancient bell, making him tremble all over.

It is a fear that comes from the depths of the soul, an instinctive dread that lower life forms feel when facing higher life forms.

Xia Jin stared coldly at the red-haired man, without a trace of pity in her eyes, and slammed her palm onto the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"Buzz!"

A melodious bell rang out all around.

As the bell tolled, space began to collapse, the sword energy shattered like bubbles, and even the sword domain set up by the red-haired man crumbled under the sound of the bell.

"No! Don't kill me!"

The red-haired man let out a piercing scream, and his body began to rapidly dissipate under the impact of the bell's tolling.

"Impossible... How could such a peerless treasure appear here... Impossible..."