Sixty years of blacksmithing, a single hammer blow forging a celestial being.

He wouldn't be a match for any one of these people.

Don't even mention that hundreds or thousands of people are gathered together now; no matter how you look at it, it's a nine-out-of-ten chance of death.

"Form ranks, everyone!"

Wan Zhenshan took a deep breath first, and a deep blue longsword flew out from his sleeve.

It hovered in front of him, occasionally stirring up bursts of thunderous sounds.

This aura of lightning was far more powerful and terrifying than the elder's talisman sword from before.

They're not even in the same league.

"Heaven-Reaching Sword Formation! Formation complete!"

Wan Zhenshan gave the order.

Hundreds and thousands of disciples drew their longswords.

This time, the Tongtian Sword Formation was formed again, but it was on a completely different level compared to the previous Tongtian Sword Formation.

At this moment, the Heaven-Reaching Sword Formation can even kill cultivators at the Nascent Soul level!

Seeing the disciples sitting upright, summoning their magical artifacts, and about to form the Heavenly Sword Formation again.

Honglian chuckled softly.

"That lousy formation again! Do you think you can still suppress me?"

In an instant, an extremely powerful demonic aura erupted from her body.

His strength was also increasing steadily.

Late stage of Golden Core, mid stage of Nascent Soul, late stage of Nascent Soul, peak stage of Nascent Soul!

He was even only one step away from reaching the Nascent Soul stage.

Sensing the immense power emanating from Honglian, all the disciples paled.

"What?! This witch's strength has suddenly increased so much? She's actually reached the late Nascent Soul stage!"

"He's taller than everyone else present! Even Sect Master Wan is only a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"Moreover, so many years have passed, and the cultivation method she practices is extremely unorthodox. This battle is likely to be..."

At the same time, Hongling, who was resting in her room, suddenly had a moment of surprise.

His face was filled with shock.

"Red Lotus has broken the seal? What happened? How could it be so fast! Did this guy get some kind of fortuitous opportunity?"

"Little sister, what kind of extraordinary opportunity did you receive?"

Hongling murmured, her eyes sparkling.

"It seems my plan can be implemented ahead of schedule."

As she spoke, Hong Ling's body vanished from the spot.

"Wan Zhenshan! Do you think your mere Heaven-Reaching Sword Formation can suppress me? I am no longer the person I once was!"

Honglian roared, and purple demonic energy surged from her body.

Surrounded by a group of disciples from the Tongtian Sword Sect, he showed no fear whatsoever.

His upright figure stared directly at Wan Zhenshan across from him.

Wan Zhenshan's face turned ashen.

"You demonic witch, you wreak havoc on the mortal realm and harm all living beings! Today, we righteous cultivators will surely slay you here! May your soul be scattered and your soul forever condemned to the cycle of reincarnation!"

"yes!"

All the disciples roared in unison, their voices as powerful as thunder.

It lingered in the air for a long time.

The roar of thousands of disciples united all their power.

Its momentum was extraordinary, like a giant dragon roaring and circling in the sky.

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of longswords were aimed at Honglian and Li Ping'an in the center.

Li Ping'an was so shocked by the force of that roar that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

This is incredibly powerful.

Being in the center of this sword formation, even if only a small portion of the power is directed at him.

But at this moment, he still found it extremely difficult to resist.

Seeing thousands of longswords aimed at him and Honglian, Li Ping'an fell into despair.

It seems that even a celestial being couldn't save us today.

Just when Li Ping'an was in despair.

Honglian stood with her hands and feet on the ground, her hands reaching towards the sky.

He struck a pose as if he were about to push the heavens and the earth apart.

A loud roar.

A purple halo emanated from him, firmly protecting him and Li Ping'an in the center.

In the sky, thousands of longswords gleamed coldly under the sun.

It reflected a blinding light and flew towards the two of them.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, cutting through the sky!

Ding ding ding ding!

Like raindrops striking a foundation on iron sheets, the sound of metal clashing against metal rang out.

Li Ping'an felt like his ears were about to go deaf.

Countless flying swords could be seen overhead, constantly landing on the purple shield generated by the red lotus.

The shockwave caused the shield to tremble slightly.

"Will this shield hold?"

Li Ping'an was worried; this was an attack launched simultaneously by thousands of cultivators.

Even with her extraordinary abilities, Honglian could not possibly withstand so many attacks at the same time.

However, judging from Honglian's expression, she seemed quite composed.

He slowly channeled purple demonic energy from his body into the shield to maintain its hardness.

Seeing that the witch was still stubbornly resisting, Wan Zhenshan, with a dignified expression, slowly summoned the azure greatsword.

As his palm swept across the sword, crackling sounds of lightning echoed around it, swirling and whistling.

He raised his longsword, and the once clear sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds.

It felt like a downpour was about to begin any second.

Just then, an extremely pure bolt of lightning suddenly struck Wan Zhenshan's longsword.

In an instant, Wan Zhenshan's longsword seemed to connect with the thunder and lightning of heaven and earth, becoming tightly intertwined.

"Heavenly Thunder and Lightning!"

Wan Zhenshan roared and pointed his long sword directly at the witch below.

"Go! Surrender!"

Wan Zhenshan roared.

A massive bolt of celestial lightning struck down directly, slamming heavily onto the purple light shield that the red lotus had condensed.

With a loud bang!

Perhaps the power of the lightning was too great, or perhaps the light shield cast by the red lotus was too strong.

When the two collide, the resulting powerful energy fluctuations spread outwards from the center point.

This sent all the cultivators flying.

Only a few cultivators with slightly higher cultivation levels remained, barely managing to stay in place.

The other cultivators were simply swept away.

This power is simply terrifying.

Below, the figure of Honglian could no longer be seen, only a wisp of smoke remained.

Many disciples watched this scene with red eyes.

This was the first time they had ever seen their sect leader wield such powerful swordsmanship.

Seeing a Nascent Soul stage expert make a move this time is enough to make me feel fulfilled.

However, when the smoke cleared, everyone was stunned into silence.

The purple light shield that Honglian had cast had disappeared.

But beneath the light shield, Crimson Lotus remained standing unharmed.

He was calm and composed, even a slight smile playing on his lips.

At this moment, Li Ping'an was huddled at Honglian's feet, trembling.

That attack just now was like divine punishment from heaven.

Even Li Pingan couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

He was merely a menial disciple, yet the sect leader unleashed such terrifying power to annihilate him.

Even if I die, I can say I died without regrets.

Although Honglian was largely to blame, Li Ping'an was also fortunate enough to be involved.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and await death.

Honglian suddenly pulled him to her feet and used all her strength to block the seemingly indestructible attack.

At that moment, Li Ping'an truly realized how terrifying Honglian's physical body was.