Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

Front of the Demonic Cult camp.

Led by the Ghost King, the Poison God, Yu Yangzi, and the Moon Worship Cult Leader, more than twenty demonic giants lined up in a row.

Any one of these people could shake the entire cultivation world with a stomp of their foot.

The gathering of these people at Qingyun is a lineup unprecedented in a century.

They were all slightly taken aback when they saw Dao Xuan walk out alone.

His face then revealed a variety of complex expressions.

More than anything, it was a kind of resentment at being belittled.

Yu Yangzi exchanged a glance with the Poison God beside him, and a surge of uncontrollable elation rose from the depths of his eyes.

If one could personally kill this Dao Xuan Zhenren, who is hailed as the pinnacle of righteousness in the world, in front of this battle formation.

What an incredible achievement that was!

What unparalleled fame!

That's enough to make his name stand above all his fellow demonic cultivators, and be sung by the disciples of the Holy Sect for a hundred years!

The Ghost King, a powerful and cunning leader of the demonic sect.

His gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, fixed intently on Dao Xuan.

Trying to find even the slightest trace of weakness or feigned composure in that calm and expressionless face.

He snorted coldly, his voice not loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire room:

"Dao Xuan, even on the verge of death, you still put on airs as the leader of the righteous path?"

Why waste your breath on empty words? Just unleash your so-called Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!

Let the world see whether your sword formation is sharper or my Holy Sect's demonic arts are stronger!

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!

These four words seemed to possess a strange magic, causing all the masters of the Demonic Sect to tense up.

Upon hearing this, Dao Xuan's lips curled into a faint yet unmistakably clear smile.

There was no anger, no solemnity in that arc, only a utter disdain, as if looking down on ants.

A soft chuckle broke the deathly silence.

Whether or not you can see the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation depends on your... abilities.

The tone was calm, yet it was more chilling than any impassioned declaration.

It was as if they were talking about something trivial that had nothing to do with them.

It was as if the twenty-odd demons and three thousand demon followers before him were nothing more than clay chickens and earthen dogs.

"Good! What an arrogant old thief, Dao Xuan!"

The last vestiges of composure on the Ghost King's face were finally ignited, and his rage and killing intent erupted forth as if they were tangible.

"Since that's the case, then we'll grant your wish!"

He no longer hesitated, knowing full well that facing someone like Dao Xuan, any one-on-one fight would be a joke.

"Everyone, let's attack together!"

Before the words were even finished, the Ghost King had already launched his attack. His body remained still, yet his right fist had already blasted out from a distance!

There was no earth-shattering force, but wherever the fist passed, the space seemed to collapse.

A terrifying, immense power, capable of shattering mountains and breaking peaks, surged forth.

That's a terrifying cultivation level belonging to the peak of the Shangqing Realm, half a step into the Taiqing Realm!

The Poison God reacted extremely quickly, letting out a sinister shriek almost at the same time the Ghost King spoke.

Its gaunt figure transformed into a pale green shadow, hurtling straight at Dao Xuan.

Before the person even arrived, a pungent, foul, and nauseatingly toxic odor already permeated the air.

Clearly, they used their most secret skills.

"Let's do it!"

"Kill him!"

How could demons like Yu Yangzi and Sanmiao Fairy let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

More than twenty top experts in the demonic path reached an unprecedented level of understanding at this moment.

Shouts, curses, and the sound of magical weapons cutting through the air suddenly erupted!

boom--!!!

The blood-red palm print was as large as a palace, obscuring the sun.

A pitch-black demonic claw tore through the sky, seizing souls;

Emerald green flames burn rivers and boil seas, defiling even the celestial spirits;

The mournful howls of ghosts shook the soul and gnawed at the bones... More than twenty attacks, each with different attributes, yet all containing destructive power.

From all directions, like raging waves, they rushed towards that isolated figure!

In an instant, demonic energy completely enveloped the summit of Tongtian Peak, eclipsing the sun and moon and causing the world to lose its color.

The violent energy turbulence tore at the air, emitting a shrill shriek like the wailing of ghosts and gods.

The righteous disciples standing in front of the Jade Purity Hall, even though they were separated by a great distance.

They too were overwhelmed by this earth-shattering power, their breath caught in their throats, and their faces turned deathly pale.

Some of those with lower cultivation levels felt their legs go weak and almost collapsed to the ground.

All eyes were fixed on the core of the more than twenty terrifying attack storms.

That dark green figure, so serene it was breathtaking.

Faced with this combined attack that could wipe a mighty city off the map in an instant.

Dao Xuan Zhenren didn't even twitch an eyebrow.

He simply raised his hands slowly, the movements graceful and natural, like flowing clouds and running water.

It drew a flawless arc in the air.

A huge, crystal-clear Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram appeared out of thin air as he moved his hands!

This Tai Chi diagram is not an illusion, but a solid reality, with the yin and yang fish slowly rotating.

It exudes an ancient, boundless, all-encompassing, and supreme Daoist charm that is rooted in the earth, water, fire, and wind.

Its size was just right to protect Dao Xuan behind him. As it rotated, the clear and the turbid separated, as if dividing the chaos and stabilizing the universe.

The next instant, a devastating torrent crashed violently against this seemingly flimsy image of light!

Bang--!!!!!!!!!

A deafening roar, indescribable in its deafening power, suddenly erupted!

That was neither the clang of metal nor the collapse of mountains and the cracking of the earth.

It was a primal and savage collision between two completely different forces, yet both representing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth!

The blinding light instantly engulfed everything, and the violent shockwave spread outwards in a ring.

Wherever it passed, the white jade paving stones on the square, which were as hard as steel, were lifted up layer by layer, crushed, and turned into dust as if they were made of paper!

The entire Tongtian Peak trembled violently under this attack.

The mountains shook and the earth trembled, as if it would break apart at any moment!

The light gradually faded, and the shockwave subsided slightly.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, their eyes fixed on the center of the collision.

Then, a deathly silence fell over the world.

You could hear a pin drop.

The ferocity, ecstasy, and bloodlust on the faces of the demonic cult leaders froze.

The worry, despair, and determination in the eyes of the righteous masters also froze.

Master Puhong stopped turning the prayer beads in his hand and stared blankly ahead.

Even the ethereal and otherworldly Taoist Master Qingwei of Mount Shu straightened up slightly at this moment.

A barely perceptible look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The enormous Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram remained steadily suspended in the air.

It rotates slowly, its halo flowing, spotless.

The combined full-force attack of more than twenty powerful figures in the demonic path failed to budge it in the slightest!

Caught it!

It was done so lightly, as if it were just a brushing away a speck of dust from a sleeve.

The faces of the Poison God, Ghost King, Yu Yangzi, and others instantly lost all color.

They have traversed the world for a century; what kind of storms haven't they weathered?

What kind of master hasn't he mastered?

But at this moment, a chill originating from the depths of his soul uncontrollably crept over his entire body.

They knew they had encountered something they had never seen before, perhaps the most terrifying being in the world.