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Black Wind Valley, outside the Heavenly Demon Sect's main camp.

This long, narrow, and dark valley is a hidden passage from the back mountain of the Xuantian Sect to the outside world.

The night wind howled, rustling the trees on both sides of the valley.

Wang Changsheng stood at the narrowest pass of the valley, his hands forming complex hand seals like butterflies flitting among flowers, driving spirit stones into the ground.

"The Three Absolute Formation is complete."

Wang Changsheng clapped his hands and retreated into the shadows: "Desperate Zone, seals off space; Desperate Spirit, isolates external spiritual energy; Desperate Soul, once the physical body dies, the primordial spirit is instantly shattered. As long as they step into the formation, even if they have extraordinary abilities, they will have no chance of escape."

Zheng Yifei leaned against an ancient tree without speaking. Wang Changsheng had already mastered Ouyang Tian's true teachings and had touched the threshold of a fifth-order array master. He was even stronger than Elder Wan of the Xuantian Sect. There was definitely no problem with the Three Absolute Array he had set up.

Xu Tianyang and Su Wanqing stood in the core area of ​​the formation, their killing intent almost solidified into a tangible form.

Xu Tianyang's eyes were bloodshot, and the long sword in his hand trembled slightly. It wasn't out of fear, but because of extreme excitement and the hatred that had been suppressed for many years was finally about to be released.

Su Wanqing was much quieter. She simply wiped the blade of her sword silently, but the air around her became icy cold because of the sharp sword intent she exuded.

Midnight.

The light barrier behind the Xuantian Sect suddenly flickered almost imperceptibly, cracking open a gap just wide enough for one person to pass through.

Two dark figures darted out from the gap like ghosts, without stopping at all, and sped away along the ground towards Black Wind Valley. They were Zeng Feng and Hu Xiaotian.

The two suppressed their auras to the extreme, their nerves taut.

They had expected to encounter tight patrols by the Heavenly Demon Sect, but to their surprise, the journey went surprisingly smoothly.

After receiving Zheng Yifei's notification, Ye Tianqiong deliberately withdrew the hidden sentries in the area, giving them a "way out".

"Senior brother, there seems to be a gap in the Heavenly Demon Sect's encirclement. We've broken out!"

Hu Xiaotian looked at the dark valley ahead, a hint of wild joy flashing in his eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense and get through Black Wind Valley at full speed. Once we're out of this mountain range, we'll be safe."

Zeng Feng dared not be careless and activated the last of his true energy to speed up.

The two rushed into Black Wind Valley, one after the other.

The moment they stepped into the pass, the scenery around them suddenly changed.

The howling night wind stopped instantly, and the trees on both sides of the valley disappeared, replaced by a hazy, chaotic space.

The spiritual energy in the air was instantly drained, and a heavy pressure fell on their shoulders, causing their speed to drop sharply.

"Oh no! An ambush! It's a formation!"

Zeng Feng's expression changed drastically. Without hesitation, he took out the top-grade Swiftness Talisman given to him by Qin Cang from his storage bag, intending to forcibly break through space and escape.

The talisman spontaneously combusted without wind, bursting forth with dazzling golden light. But the golden light was immediately extinguished by the surrounding hazy space, without even a ripple.

"Within the Desperate Formation, even the finest talismans are just worthless paper."

A cold voice echoed in the chaotic space.

As the gray mist dissipated, five figures slowly emerged.

Zheng Yifei, Li Jianfeng, and Xu Zhenghai stood on the perimeter, blocking all escape routes.

Standing directly in front of Zeng Feng and Hu Xiaotian were Xu Tianyang and Su Wanqing.

Upon seeing Xu Tianyang and Su Wanqing's faces, Zeng Feng and Hu Xiaotian's pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

"Xu Tianyang... Su Wanqing..."

Zeng Feng's voice became shrill with fear: "How did you get here?!"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Xu Tianyang slowly raised his longsword, the tip pointing directly at Zeng Feng's brow. His voice was hoarse, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together: "Zeng Feng, when you slaughtered tens of thousands of disciples in the Qingyun Sect back then, did you ever imagine this day would come?"

Su Wanqing didn't speak. She simply took a step forward, and the terrifying sword pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator at the peak of her cultivation crushed towards Hu Xiaotian like a tsunami.

"Let's fight them!"

Knowing that things couldn't end peacefully today, Hu Xiaotian roared, summoned a blood-red broadsword, and slashed down at Su Wanqing with his true essence burning.

Zeng Feng also made his move at the same time, his longsword transforming into a sky full of sword shadows, attempting to force Xu Tianyang back.

But they overestimated themselves and underestimated the power of hatred.

Under the suppression of the Three Absolute Formation, they could not obtain any spiritual energy replenishment, while Xu Tianyang and Su Wanqing attacked in anger, pouring all their strength into each strike.

"when!"

Su Wanqing's longsword clashed with the blood-red broadsword. Without any suspense, Hu Xiaotian's natal broadsword was directly cleaved in a deep crack.

Su Wanqing's sword intent penetrated Hu Xiaotian's body along the blade, instantly shredding one of his meridians.

Hu Xiaotian screamed in agony, coughing up a mouthful of blood as his body flew backward.

Su Wanqing followed closely, her sword light transforming into a streak of azure lightning that pierced through Hu Xiaotian's chest, pinning him firmly to the ground.

On the other side, Xu Tianyang's fighting became even more ferocious. He completely abandoned defense, allowing Zeng Feng's sword energy to leave several bloody gashes on his body. The long sword in his hand carried the momentum of destroying everything, and with one strike, he shattered Zeng Feng's protective aura.

"Sect Leader Xu, spare us! Qin Cang forced us to do it!"

Zeng Feng knelt on the ground, his hair disheveled, wailing in despair.

"Go down and explain to the hundreds of thousands of souls of my Qingyun Sect."

The longsword fell.

Two healthy heads flew into the air, gushing blood.

With Zeng Feng and Hu Xiaotian's physical bodies dead, two shrunken Nascent Souls emerged from the headless corpses in terror, attempting to use teleportation to escape.

However, Wang Changsheng's Three Absolute Formation immediately reached its peak. The gray formation power transformed into a giant millstone, firmly holding the two Nascent Souls in place.

"ah--!"

Amid two heart-wrenching screams, Zeng Feng and Hu Xiaotian's primordial spirits were completely crushed into nothingness by the formation, their souls scattered and their very existence lost, leaving them no chance for reincarnation.

The valley returned to its deathly silence.

Xu Tianyang stared at the corpse on the ground, the long sword in his hand clattering to the floor. He looked up, two streams of tears rolling down his cheeks.

"The ancestors of the Qingyun Sect... this disciple is here to collect some interest."

Su Wanqing drew her longsword, wiped the blood off the blade, and silently retreated to Zheng Yifei's side.

Zheng Yifei stepped forward, put Zeng Feng and Hu Xiaotian's heads into a wooden box, and closed the lid.

"Let's go."

Zheng Yifei glanced in the direction of the main peak of the Xuantian Sect: "Tomorrow, deliver this great gift to Ye Tianqiong. The Xuantian Sect's territorial cession agreement should be signed. As for Qin Cang... his nightmare has only just begun."

The group vanished into the night of Black Wind Valley in a flash.

Only two headless corpses remained, gradually stiffening in the cold night wind.