Starting with the consumables of the Demonic Sect, one can barely achieve immortality.

The world is vast, and each region has its own popular weapons and crafts.

Swords have been a popular weapon in the South since ancient times. After the rise of Confucianism, they were used as ritual implements, and as a result, more people in the Three Pure Ones lineage also practiced swordsmanship.

It is not like the North, which values ​​hard-hitting weapons such as guns, axes, and hammers.

The Shu region has long revered Buddhism as its main religion. Ancient Buddhism emphasizes cultivating one's mind and rectifying one's intentions, seeking the Way within oneself. The single-edged longsword, which already existed in the ancient Shu period, is still revered by orthodox Buddhist practitioners today.

The woman with the golden hairpin suddenly thrust with a knife, seemingly using swordsmanship.

However, it implicitly contains a follow-up move that changes the upward slash to a reverse slash, a move that is indeed used by those wielding long swords.

Yan Cheng saw that this strike was of a very high standard, not only fast, ruthless, and accurate, but also with a perfect movement technique that resembled a swarm of bees.

If it weren't for the intention of piercing both the palace guard and himself, then it truly would have been the perfect strike he envisioned.

His steps were light and nimble, revealing the footwork of the Eight-Leaf Floating Duckweed Sword Manual. Before anyone could react, he had circled around to the giant's side, his sword nimbly dodging the heavy sweep of the halberd.

After more than ten clashes, the sword and halberd had already trembled against the spirit sword [Breaking Clouds], which was not known for its toughness.

If Yan Cheng were to damage his spirit sword while fighting this big oaf, he feared he might not be able to resist rushing up and tearing the guy to shreds. He decided to avoid the halberd's edge for now.

The palace guards, sensing the murderous intent emanating from behind, instantly turned their black halberds around.

His movements, already sluggish from the relentless chill, couldn't keep up with the lightning-fast blades.

With a snap, the blade pierced through the back armor of the palace guard, clean and crisp like a sharp arrow piercing white silk, emerging precisely from the spot where the Qingping Sword Immortal had once pierced his chest.

The knife was nearly four feet long, and even after piercing the giant's body, three inches remained outside.

If Yan Cheng hadn't dodged it earlier, that three-inch blade might have already severed his throat!

Yan Cheng stared coldly at the female corpse's dark, lifeless pupils.

This guy really intended to take him out too!

The actions of the undead are often straightforward and follow an understandable pattern.

If the female corpse is indeed as Yan Cheng suspected, and was placed in the Misty Sea by Shi Xiu in order to seize the opportunity in the Hidden Moon Palace, she died here with resentment.

Aside from her, any cultivator who seeks to gain an advantage will naturally be regarded as an enemy by her instinct!

That is to say, this guy's lingering resentment still has some sense of the big picture, and he regards the palace guards, rather than Yan Cheng, as his primary target.

Otherwise, even if Yan Cheng were to immediately master the Foundation Establishment section of the "Eight-Leaf Floating Duckweed Sword Scripture" while being attacked by these two formidable rivals, he would surely die on the spot!

At this critical juncture, he remained clear-headed and his mind was perfectly focused:

"If we are truly driven to a dead end, we still have the 'Hidden Mist Concealment Technique' that we can use."

"This wisp of mist has long been refined into my natal protective object. Although the time required for it to transform into mist is long, its duration surpasses that of the 'Frosty Snow Body,' and it consumes less spiritual energy."

"But I don't have the ability to generate my own mist. This ephemeral mist diminishes with each use. Am I really supposed to absorb its energy right in front of these two powerful figures?"

"Once the mist dissipates, the [Concealed Radiance] spell will lose its power, and I might not even be able to use the few spells I have smoothly!"

Yan Cheng couldn't help but regret letting Deng Jian and Pei Yi follow him.

This "Hidden Mist Concealing Origin Technique" is related to Youyu Zhong, and it is even more inconvenient to use it in public than the Shangyin Xingyan, which the two of them would never recognize.

If I am forced to use the mist technique, I will definitely kill these two people afterwards.

Although he didn't have much of a camaraderie with the two men, he wasn't a born killer and disliked attacking people who were completely defenseless.

If he were a qualified disciple of a celestial sect, he certainly wouldn't hesitate in this situation. He would probably have taken care of his two unfortunate fellow disciples before using his mist magic to escape.

Only at this moment did Yan Cheng realize that, up until now, he and the group of inhuman scoundrels in the hall were ultimately not on the same path.

He stared at the woman and giant intertwined before him, his anger blazing in his eyes:

"Damn it, if you guys hadn't been blocking my way, would I have had to worry about this?"

If there's a moment when Yan Chengzhen would truly harbor murderous intent, it would be when he feels cornered with no way out.

Only at this moment, the will to survive will be transformed into fierce flames, wiping out the enemies blocking the way in one fell swoop!

He plunged his spirit sword into the earth, then gripped the magic sword [Qingping] summoned from the Hidden Immortal Mirror with both hands, and with all his spiritual power, thrust it into the halberd guard's chest.

The moment Yan Cheng's fingers gripped the hilt of the sword, the spiritual energy within his body vanished rapidly like a river flowing into the sea, causing the magic sword, which had not appeared in the world for hundreds of years, to once again blaze with light.

Only when the Yin-Yang Sword was used as a vessel did the starlight and flames display a brilliance a thousand times brighter than before.

Like a shooting star streaking across the night sky and disappearing into the darkness, it pierced right through the exposed chest of the palace guard!

The "Meteor Chasing the Moon" move from the "Eight-Leaf Floating Duckweed Sword Manual".

This sword manual, as a sword-fighting tradition passed down through generations of the Zhou royal bloodline, seems to have taken into account the current state of the decline of swordsmanship in the northern border when it was first written, and therefore does not place too much emphasis on the sword talent of the practitioners.

What it values ​​is the swordsman's cultivation and attainment in the [Upper Yin] path.

The Pole Star is hidden, so that it will shine even brighter when it reappears.

Only those who have a deep understanding of this principle can fully bring out the subtleties of the [Meteor Chasing the Moon] sword technique!

Centuries later, the broken sword returned to its old haunts and once again ripped open the heavily armored giant before it.

The purple flames, as fierce as the light of a meteor, exploded in an instant, and the chilling intent spread in an instant, once again sending the giant who bore the heavy responsibility of guarding the palace into a peaceful slumber.

Yan Cheng's heart almost stopped beating.

Only after the sound of the black halberd hitting the ground rang out did he raise his head to confirm that the giant in front of him was no longer moving. Only then did he use his last bit of strength to pull out the broken sword and send it back into the seemingly boundless Hidden Immortal Mirror.

The next instant, he felt an extremely sharp killing intent lock onto him.

Yan Cheng slowly raised his eyes and coldly looked at the woman who, as if by instinct, used the Instantaneous Movement Technique to retreat several feet away the moment the magic sword pierced the giant's body.

The woman in the golden hairpin and wide robe held her long sword horizontally, her non-sword hand still resting on the back of the hilt, clearly preparing for a new round of thrusts.

Having just defeated a Foundation Establishment level being, Yan Cheng remained calm, only secretly tightening his grip on the puppet-binding thread in his hand.

"Come."

As expected, the female corpse regarded anyone who wanted to compete with her for the treasures in the Moonlit Palace as an enemy.

In an instant, he rushed forward again, his blade flashing like lightning!

Finally able to free his hands to form the Moon Illumination Seal and look directly at the female corpse before him, Yan Cheng's eyes lit up after glimpsing an unexpected gain.

The next moment, he flicked his wrist and drew the silk, the spirit sword [Cloud Breaker] in his hand, and with the speed of a shooting star, he stabbed straight at the female corpse's throat!