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

Xia Jin's gaze swept casually across the three faces, and she already had her answer in her heart.

His words immediately caused the expressions of the three top experts opposite him to change.

The beady Venerable Meili's small, rat-like eyes narrowed into two almost invisible slits in an instant, and his aura completely subsided.

Upon closer inspection, one would find that he was like a lurking venomous snake, his body slightly crouched, his center of gravity lowered, and his aura locked firmly on Xia Jin.

Venerable Lingyuan and Venerable Fenxin exchanged a glance and moved their feet almost simultaneously, instantly forming an encirclement that locked Xia Jin in the middle.

Faced with the three's actions, Xia Jin's lips curled up slightly, and she suddenly clapped her hands with a smile.

"It seems my guess was correct. The three of you are acting this way because this world holds some kind of top-tier treasure, and you want to kill us to silence us? But are you sure the three of you alone can defeat me?"

"Fellow Daoist." Venerable Lingyuan's face darkened beneath his black robe, his eerie green eyes fixed on Xia Jin's mask. "I'll give you one last chance."

"If you leave now, you can still live."

"If you insist on staying, then prepare to sleep here forever."

"Hahahaha!!" Before he could finish speaking, Xia Jin's laughter echoed throughout the world.

"Not good!!" Venerable Lingyuan suddenly felt a chill.

Before the laughter had even faded, Xia Jin's figure had already disappeared.

That's right, it vanished into thin air under the lock of their auras.

"Keep an eye on him, don't let this guy pull a fast one!!"

Venerable Lingyuan roared and quickly reminded the other two, Venerable Fenxin and Venerable Fenxin. But as soon as he finished reminding them, he felt a gentle breeze.

His reaction was incredibly fast; almost instinctively, he jerked to one side. Xia Jin's hand was already in front of him, no more than three inches from his forehead.

A light, effortless slap.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy, yet he could feel a long-lost threat of death.

"You can't leave!" Xia Jin's smiling expression was like the Grim Reaper in Lingyuan Venerable's eyes.

"Hmph!! Do you really think I have no other means?" Dozens of dark green orbs of light suddenly surged out from under Venerable Lingyuan's black robe.

His figure shattered and vanished like a mirage.

The next moment, Venerable Lingyuan's figure re-condensed ten feet away, and those dark green light orbs disappeared into his body.

"Huh?" Xia Jin withdrew her hand, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes beneath the mask.

"Using one's body as a shadow, or borrowing objects to represent one's form? That does have some skill."

"This is the first time I've seen this since arriving in the Mirage Realm."

Venerable Lingyuan stared intently at Xia Jin, a hint of horror flashing deep in his eyes.

Although he dodged the palm strike with a secret technique, the despair he felt after being locked on by the other party made him realize that he could not possibly be a match for the white-clad man wearing a bronze mask.

"Let's get started!!"

Venerable Lingyuan roared.

Venerable Burning Heart nodded and made the first move against Xia Jin.

The runes on his bare arms burst forth with a blinding red light, and scorching waves of energy spread wildly from him, instantly melting the rocks within a hundred feet and turning them into molten lava that flowed everywhere.

"Kid! Always trying to pull tricks, try this punch!"

With a cold laugh, Venerable Burning Heart unleashed a punch that, from a distance, resembled a meteor streaking with a long tail of flame as it hurtled toward Xia Jin.

The Venerable Meili, who had remained silent, was the one whose attacks were the most unpredictable among the three.

His short stature seemed to blend directly into the shadows of the surrounding rocks, but as Venerable Burning Heart made his move, countless dark blades of light instantly appeared in the space around Xia Jin, and dense spatial cracks enveloped Xia Jin from all directions.

Venerable Lingyuan also seized the opportunity.

Beneath his black robe, eerie green light surged forth wildly, transforming in a few breaths into grotesque ghosts.

With the three top experts attacking simultaneously, this area was instantly filled with various colors.

Countless void rifts appeared in the sky, the ground beneath our feet trembled as if an earthquake had struck, and the crimson mountain range within a radius of dozens of miles rolled and tumbled as if an earth dragon had turned over in an instant.

Despite the three of them working together, Xia Jin, hidden behind his mask, showed no fear; a cold smile appeared on his face.

"The three of you working together are barely enough to catch my eye. Today, I'll use the three of you to test another of my moves."

Xia Jin gently grasped at the void with his right hand, and four beams of light flew out directly from between his eyebrows.

Those were four stone swords.

To be precise, they are replicas of the four Zhuxian swords.

But so what if it's a counterfeit?

The moment these four stone swords appeared, the world changed color.

All the light was completely swallowed up by the four stone swords.

The crimson mountains lost their color, the flames lost their heat, and the ghostly green fire of Venerable Lingyuan, the pitch-black blade light of Venerable Meili, and the blazing fist energy of Venerable Fenxin all paled in comparison the moment the four stone swords appeared.

An indescribable aura of killing intent emanated from the four stone swords.

"You're in luck today! Have you ever seen such an extremely lethal sword?" Xia Jin sneered.

With just a slight tremor, a terrifying killing aura surged forth from the stone sword.

The fist energy unleashed by Venerable Burning Heart, powerful enough to incinerate a city, dissipated with a bang when it was still three zhang away from Xia Jin.

The runes on his arms flickered wildly, but then collapsed on their own for some unknown reason.

Venerable Burning Heart let out a scream as he crashed straight to the ground.

The stone sword on the east side of the four trembled slightly, and an invisible sword aura swept past silently.

The figure of Venerable Meili fell from the void, a shocking gash appearing from his chest to his abdomen.

Venerable Lingyuan also failed to gain any advantage.

Of the four stone swords, the one on the west side emitted only a low, mournful sound before the countless eerie green ghosts vanished into nothingness.

Then a sword aura slashed directly at him. To protect himself, his black robe flew off his body—a perfect escape!

That's how he wasn't cut in half by that sword energy.

Before the four stone swords had even truly revealed their sharpness, they had already brought three top-tier Grandmasters from the Mirage Cloud Realm to the brink of collapse.

Xia Jin stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the four stone swords floating above his head, his eyes filled with a mixture of satisfaction and regret.

"The imitations of the Four Swords of Zhuxian are ultimately just imitations."

"If the real artifact were here, these three would probably not even be able to withstand the sword intent and would turn to ashes."

"Alright, I've finished my test. Just the three of you... I'm somewhat disappointed!"

Xia Jin sighed, raised her right hand, and casually pressed it lightly in the direction of Venerable Lingyuan.

The southernmost of the four stone swords trembled slightly, and a nearly transparent sword aura silently swept past.

A straight, thin line appeared on the center of Venerable Lingyuan's forehead, neatly dividing his body into two halves.

He didn't struggle at all, because the moment the sword energy touched his body, his soul and body were annihilated together.

He fell from the peak of the eighth level of the Great Power Realm.

Venerable Burning Heart struggled to crawl out from among the rubble and happened to witness this scene.

He, who was originally a burly man, now looked like a timid mouse, looking at Xia Jin's bronze mask and feeling utterly desperate.

"With a single sword strike, you killed Elder Lingyuan! Who exactly are you? With such strength, you couldn't possibly be unknown in this Mirage Realm!!"

"Even if I said it, do you think you could leave alive?" Xia Jin shook his head, stretched out his hand, and gently pressed it towards Venerable Burning Heart once again.

The stone sword on the north side of the four swords was slightly rotated at an angle.

Venerable Burning Heart instinctively tried to cross his arms over his chest, but a hair-thin crack appeared in the void, and he collapsed into a pool of blood.

The eighth level of the powerful realm fell.

"You're the only one left!"

"Do you want to commit suicide, or do you want me to do it myself?!"

Xia Jin glanced at the Venerable Meili, who was clutching the sword wound on his chest, and asked with a smile.

This person was somewhat unexpected. Despite having the weakest cultivation among the three, he seemed to have survived a direct hit from a sword aura.

"Wait!! You... you can kill them both, but you can't kill me!"

"Let's call it quits! Let's pretend nothing happened and let me leave. I promise I won't say a word." Venerable Meili was holding a glass ball that looked like crystal tightly in her hand. She looked at Xia Jin and unconsciously swallowed.

"Hmph! Do you think you have the right to negotiate with me?" Xia Jin sneered, raising her right hand again, preparing to press down in the direction the other party was.

"Bastard!! You won't survive if you kill me!!"