My strength increases by one percent every day; I can destroy stars with my bare hands.

Li Xuancang looked at the three men with cold eyes, about to strike.

"Young man, you are very strong."

Suddenly, a hoarse, aged voice rang out.

Two figures shot out from the sky and instantly appeared in front of Li Xuancang.

On the left is a man, thin and with white hair and beard, wearing a gray robe and carrying an ancient sword.

Without a scabbard, the sword was rusted and looked like a piece of junk dug out of some ancient tomb.

Li Xuancang's gaze fell on the rusty sword, his pupils contracted slightly, and the rusty sword made him feel a sense of threat.

The person on the right stands in stark contrast to the old man on the left.

He was burly, with broad shoulders and a thick waist. His gray hair was draped over his shoulders, and he was shirtless, revealing muscles as thick as the roots of an old tree.

His weapon was a spiked club, each of its iron spikes as thick as an adult's finger, gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

The moment the two appeared, the air in the entire wilderness seemed to change.

It felt like Mount Tai was pressing down on us, and the air seemed to become thick and sticky.

The ordinary soldiers in the wedding procession were almost out of breath.

"You're not bad, but the outcome is already decided."

The frail old man's eyes flashed with astonishing killing intent, almost solidifying into a tangible force that dominated the entire scene.

"They are both mid-stage Transcendent Realm experts. We're finished."

"Run!"

"What should we do now?"

"..."

Sensing the powerful auras of the two, Wang Qi and the others were terrified and utterly despondent.

Li Xuancang was able to defeat three early-stage Tongxuan Realm cultivators, but he had no chance against two mid-stage Tongxuan Realm cultivators.

Li Xuancang's expression remained unchanged, but he was greatly surprised.

It's unbelievable that the grassland people would deploy such a powerful force to deal with him; they really think highly of him.

Each of the two men before him was qualified to fight him one-on-one.

Now that the two have joined forces, along with Murong Chong and the other two, Li Xuancang is not entirely confident of victory.

Li Xuancang's gaze swept over the three people on the ground. He made up his mind and decided to use them as a breakthrough point.

"What a pity, such a peerless talent is about to have his wings clipped here."

Before the burly old man could finish speaking, he had already launched a fierce attack.

The spiked club in his hand came crashing down with earth-shattering force.

Without any probing, they went all out, holding nothing back.

"boom!"

His strength was astonishing; the moment the spiked club fell, the ground within a radius of a hundred feet sank three feet simultaneously.

The air was compressed into an invisible wall, sealing off all of Li Xuancang's escape routes.

Meanwhile, the frail old man also started to move.

He slowly drew the rusty ancient sword from his back and gently swung it forward.

"call out!"

The moment the sword was swung, the world changed color.

The spiritual energy within a radius of a thousand feet was drained by this sword and poured into the rusty sword.

"call out!

With a single swing of his sword, the sword energy transformed into a long rainbow that stretched across the sky, slashing towards Li Xuancang.

Li Xuancang's soul sea suddenly trembled. This sword was not aimed at his physical body, but at destroying his soul.

Murong Chong and his two companions quickly joined the attack.

Five people surrounded them, from the sky and the ground, from all directions, leaving no gaps.

For the first time, a solemn expression appeared on Li Xuancang's face, and he exhaled a breath of turbid air.

He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and his muscles bulged to their maximum extent in an instant.

Golden light emanated from beneath his skin, making him appear like a golden Arhat.

"Well done!"

His voice boomed like thunder, and instead of retreating, he charged forward to meet the attack of the five men.

This moment will be an unforgettable sight for everyone present.

When Li Xuancang faced off against five experts at the Tongxuan Realm, everyone below stopped fighting, held their breath, and stared intently at the battlefield.

"Overestimating their abilities, they are courting death."

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, or an egg striking a rock."

"Arrogant! Do you think you can defy the heavens?"

"..."

The grassland people looked on with disdain, believing that Li Xuancang's actions were no different from suicide.

Two mid-stage Tongxuan Realm experts and three early-stage Tongxuan Realm experts joined forces to launch a full-force attack, which was unstoppable except by late-stage Tongxuan Realm experts.

Although Li Xuancang was not weak, he was certain to die in the face of the five people's killing moves; there was no other possible outcome.

"Lord Li must not die!"

"Lord Li, you must hold on."

"..."

Da Yan was on edge, hoping for a miracle.

If Li Xuancang dies in battle, they will all die here.

"Bang!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Li Xuancang's fist met the burly old man's spiked club.

Fists clashed, and metal clanged.

"Bang!"

The burly old man was thrown backward by the shock, his feet carving two long furrows in the ground.

Li Xuancang's fist was covered in blood and flesh, and his tendons and bones were injured.

But he was completely unaware and threw a punch at Murong Chong.

"Snap!"

Murong Chong parried with his broken sword, but the sword snapped in an instant, and he was sent flying.

"kill!"

Li Xuancang shouted loudly, his figure moving like lightning, weaving between the five people.

His speed wasn't fast, but every punch and kick was incredibly heavy, carrying an unreasonable sense of oppression.

He was like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep, beating the five men until they were knocked off their feet and in grave danger.

The five were no ordinary people, especially the two who were at the mid-stage of the Profound Realm, whose teamwork was seamless.

The frail old man used his sword energy to seal Li Xuancang's soul, causing him to be distracted and unable to go all out.

The burly old man seized the opportunity to launch a frontal assault with his spiked club, each collision a breathtaking spectacle.

Although Murong Chong and his two companions were injured, they were still at the Tongxuan Realm.

Loitering around and harassing him, occasionally taking advantage of any openings to distract Li Xuancang, posed a considerable threat to him.

"How...how is this possible?"

The people of the grasslands were horrified and incredulous at the sight.

They felt a tightness in their chest, as if they were about to explode.

Five experts at the Transcendent Realm couldn't kill Li Xuancang.

The two sides fought back and forth, making it impossible to determine a winner; this was simply a fantasy.

"Hahaha, good, good!"

"Lord Li is invincible and has slaughtered all these barbarians of the grasslands."

"Is this...is this real?"

"..."

The Great Yan side was utterly shocked as they watched Li Xuancang display his divine might on the battlefield, holding his own against five opponents.

They cheered with all their might, wanting to express the excitement in their hearts.

Outside the battlefield, King Kang and his entourage stared in disbelief, stunned into silence.

"My God! Are there really such freaks in the world?"

"Lord Li is more than ten times stronger than the rumors suggest!"

"That's terrifying, that's terrifying."

"..."

Everyone trembled, their hearts pounding.

The thought that Li Xuancang was so terrifying at such a young age sent chills down everyone's spines.

They knew Li Xuancang was strong, but they couldn't have imagined that he was this powerful.

This is no longer a prodigy, but a monster.