After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

While Xiqi was frantically calling for reinforcements, Jiepai Pass was also not idle.

Shortly after Randeng issued the decree, a clear and ethereal beam of light silently passed through the barrier of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and landed in the backyard of the General's Mansion.

The Holy Mother of Wudang was travel-worn, her hair even a little disheveled, clearly having rushed here.

As soon as she landed, she subconsciously looked up at the direction of the city wall.

There, the immortal Samantabhadra was swaying in the wind, like a salted fish.

"puff……"

Even the usually dignified and composed Wudang couldn't help but let his lips twitch violently, though his eyes were full of undisguised smile and admiration.

"This kid, he really is..." For a moment, he was at a loss for words and didn't know how to describe him.

"Master Uncle!"

Sensing the presence, Xiao Wuji pushed open the door and went out. When he saw the return of the Holy Mother Wudang, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

"Nephew, it seems you had a wonderful time while I was away."

The Holy Mother of Wudang withdrew her gaze, looking at her junior disciple whose aura was becoming increasingly unfathomable, her tone carrying a hint of teasing.

"It's just a small matter, please forgive my rudeness, Uncle."

Xiao Wuji smiled calmly, as if the Golden Immortals of the Manifestation Sect had simply cooked a meal.

The Holy Mother of Wudang shook her head, her expression gradually becoming solemn.

"Enough of the small talk. The Chan Sect will definitely not let this go. I've returned this time with my master's decree."

As she spoke, she flipped her hand over.

Om-!

An ancient sword, exuding a chilling aura, appeared out of thin air.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword!

But this sword seemed different from the previous one. It no longer had that fierce, unapproachable look; instead, it exuded a gentle, approachable aura, like a tamed tiger.

"Master is very satisfied with what you have done."

The Holy Mother of Wudang held the sword with both hands and solemnly presented it to Xiao Wuji.

"Master said that since you retrieved it through your own abilities, it is your destiny. This Immortal Execution Sword is granted to you with full authority!"

"Moreover, Master was afraid that your cultivation was still too shallow to control such a weapon, so he specially removed the deep restrictions that originally belonged to Master from the sword."

"Right now, as long as you have magical power, you can unleash 80% of its power without harming yourself!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wuji was greatly shocked.

He took the Zhuxian Sword with both hands, and the moment his fingertips touched the blade, a vast yet gentle sword intent surged into his dantian along his meridians.

"I am deeply grateful for your great kindness, Master!"

Xiao Wuji took a deep breath and gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

With this sword, his attack power will make up for the last weakness.

With his cultivation at the mid-stage of the Great Luo realm, combined with the defense of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, the suppression of the Chaos Bell, and now the destructive power of the Immortal Execution Sword...

"There's one more thing."

The Holy Mother of Wudang looked at the spirited Xiao Wuji, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.

"Master specifically instructed that if things become unmanageable, it is best to retreat as soon as possible. The Three Religions and Four Saints are now very powerful, and it is not worth losing one's life for temporary gains. As long as one is alive, there will always be firewood to burn."

Xiao Wuji stroked the cold spine of the Zhuxian Sword and slowly shook his head.

"Uncle-Master, please convey my gratitude to Grandmaster for his kindness."

"But I cannot back down, and I will not back down."

He raised his head, his gaze fixed on the direction of Xiqi, his eyes burning with fighting spirit:

"Since the Chan Sect has started recruiting people, it means they're getting desperate. The more desperate they are, the more flaws they'll reveal."

"Now that I have the Immortal Execution Sword in my hand, I'm just worried about not having a good enough whetstone. If I leave now, wouldn't I be letting down my master's good intentions?"

Looking at his resolute eyes, the Holy Mother of Wudang opened her mouth, but ultimately swallowed back her words of persuasion.

She knew that she probably couldn't persuade her junior apprentice.

"it is good."

The Holy Mother of Wudang said no more and sat down cross-legged on the stone bench in the courtyard, with the Qingping Sword Token held horizontally in front of her knees.

"Since you insist on fighting, then your senior uncle will go crazy with you."

"Go into seclusion to refine this sword and master the sword intent left by your master as soon as possible. Your senior uncle will guard the gate of the General's Mansion for you."

A warm feeling welled up in Xiao Wuji's heart.

"Thank you very much, Senior Master!"

Xiao Wuji bowed respectfully, then turned and strode into the secret chamber.

The dragon-slaying stone fell, sealing the secret chamber.

Xiao Wuji sat cross-legged, holding the Zhuxian Sword horizontally in front of his knees.

Inside the secret chamber, chilling sword energy began to surge, slowly merging with the five elements' essence within Xiao Wuji's body, emitting low groans as if yearning to drink blood.

……

Several days later.

Above the Xiqi camp, the oppressive silence was suddenly torn apart by two terrifying rainbows that pierced the heavens and earth.

One was crimson like fire, like a burning meteor, carrying the domineering power to incinerate the eight wastelands; the other was azure like water, yet it exuded a sharp sword intent that could sever eternity.

Boom! Boom!

Two figures landed heavily outside the gate, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The man on the left, dressed in a bright red Bagua Taoist robe, with white hair and a youthful face, surrounded by nine faintly visible fire dragon phantoms, was none other than the Taiyi Zhenren of Jinguang Cave on Qianyuan Mountain.

His face was ashen, and the murderous intent burning in his eyes instantly raised the temperature around him by several degrees.

The man on the right was dressed in plain clothes, carrying an ancient longsword on his back. His face was cold and stern, and he stood there like a towering and solitary sword peak, making people dare not look directly at him.

This is the Jade Cauldron Immortal of the Golden Cloud Cave on Jade Spring Mountain, a ruthless individual whose combat prowess ranks among the top three of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

"Junior Brother Taiyi, Junior Brother Yuding, you've finally arrived."

The Taoist Ran Deng led Guang Chengzi out to greet them, his face bearing his usual bitter and resentful expression.

However, he tacitly kept silent about the Chaos Bell he had seen in the formation that day, and even gestured to Guang Chengzi not to say anything more.

In his view, what if these two knew that Xiao Wuji possessed a supreme innate treasure and decided to back down? Or what if they snatched it away from him?

Rather than causing more trouble, let them charge into battle with their anger.

Guang Chengzi remained silent at this moment, clearly sharing the same thoughts as Randeng, and harboring his own ulterior motives.

"Vice Master, what's the situation?" Jade Cauldron Master asked succinctly, his voice cold and clear.

"It's a terrible sight."

Randeng sighed and pointed to the imposing Jiepai Pass in the distance.

"Junior Brother Puxian was captured alive by that wicked creature and is now hanging on the city wall, suffering from the wind and sun, enduring all kinds of humiliation."

"Jin Zha, Mu Zha, and Huang Tianhua, the three junior disciples, have been completely annihilated by that wicked creature, and their true spirits have been listed on the list."

"What?"

Although Taiyi Zhenren and Yuding Zhenren had heard about it on their way here, they were still furious when they heard the tragic scene with their own ears.

"Master!"

Just then, a staggering figure squeezed out from the crowd.

Nezha's face was deathly pale, and his breath was extremely weak. His previous injuries had not only failed to heal due to his anger, but had become even more severe.

When he saw Taiyi Zhenren, his eyes reddened, and he knelt down with a thud.

"This disciple is incompetent and has disgraced Master... My two elder brothers, Jinzha and Muzha... died so tragically!"

He said that, but the smile in the depths of his eyes could never be hidden.

On the other hand, Master Taiyi clearly knew what his disciple was thinking. He shook his head slightly and didn't say anything more.

He couldn't interfere in the Li family's affairs, and it was indeed Li Jing's fault in the past, so he could only pretend he didn't see it.

"boom--!"

The aura of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover surrounding Taiyi Zhenren instantly went berserk, and the ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch.

"Good! Good for Xiao Wuji! Good for the remnants of the Jie Sect!"

Taiyi Zhenren, enraged, laughed instead. His laughter was chilling and filled with murderous intent.

"You crippled my disciple, killed my nephew, and humiliated my junior brother!"

"If I don't tear you apart, skin you alive, and refine your soul for ten thousand years today, I am not worthy of the name Taiyi!!"