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

At that moment, Li Ping'an even had the illusion that nothing in this world could shatter Honglian's physical body.

"What! You're still alive!"

Seeing Honglian standing below unharmed, even Wan Zhenshan could hardly contain himself.

This was his strongest attack.

Then, countless disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect formed the Tongtian Sword Formation to attack him.

This demoness is completely unharmed!

"You! This is no longer the Devouring Heaven Demon Art!"

Wan Zhenshan said in a trembling voice.

He knew that this demoness cultivated the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, which made her stronger by devouring others.

Although it follows the path of physical training, it focuses more on devouring and evolving.

Only now did he realize that, after so many years, the aura and cultivation techniques of the Red Lotus seemed to have changed somewhat.

"Very well! You old man, only just realized it now?"

Honglian put her hands on her hips, looked up at the sky, and laughed loudly.

"I have long since regained my original strength! I am no longer the person I used to be! The me I am now will open your eyes!"

After saying that, Honglian's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Wan Zhenshan's pupils contracted.

It turned out that the moment Honglian disappeared, he could no longer sense her presence.

How is that possible!

He was also a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, yet his opponent had vanished silently before his eyes.

This is far too terrifying for a Nascent Soul stage cultivator in battle.

Even if he concentrates on it, he still can't find her!

Suddenly, a disciple who was hovering in the air below exploded.

After the blood mist dissipated, Honglian's ferocious and terrifying eyes were revealed.

Covered in blood.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of disciples around this disciple burst open like balloons.

It turned into a bloody mess, leaving not even a trace.

Honglian grew increasingly frenzied with each kill, her aura showing no signs of weakening but instead growing stronger.

"Today I will make every member of your Tongtian Sword Sect pay for the mistakes you made back then! Die, all of you!"

At this moment, she had gone completely mad.

The disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect were caught off guard and summoned their flying artifacts to escape in the air.

However, no matter how fast they ran, the moment Honglian fixed her gaze on them...

It will instantly turn into a pool of blood mist and dissipate into the world.

This demoness was so fast that she was impossible to catch with the naked eye.

Seeing the disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect being slaughtered one by one, Wan Zhenshan was filled with rage.

"Witch! Don't you dare harm my disciples!"

Holding the Thunderclap Sword, he swiftly lunged at Honglian, who had just blasted a disciple to pieces.

However, just as he lunged forward, Honglian's figure had already vanished from the spot.

Immediately afterwards, another disciple's body turned into a pool of blood mist not far away.

"Wan Zhenshan, today I want to see all your Tongtian Sword Sect disciples die before your eyes! Don't you like being the sect leader? Today I'll make you a sect leader without any real power!"

"You fiend! How dare you be so insolent!"

Wan Zhenshan finally lost his temper and waved his hand.

A bright green bell materialized from his palm and was tossed straight into the sky.

"The sacred treasure that protects the mountain!"

When a disciple saw the sect leader unleash that bell, he immediately gasped in surprise.

The Illusionary Heaven Bell is the sacred treasure protecting the Tongtian Sword Sect.

It is an extremely rare low-grade Heavenly Rank sacred artifact.

It has already exceeded the scope of ordinary magical artifacts.

It is no longer an ordinary magical artifact, but the foundation of a sect and the root of a family.

It doesn't belong to anyone, it belongs only to a lineage, a bloodline.

"You fiend! Today I will surely subdue you!"

Wan Zhenshan was going all out.

He doesn't usually use this sacred protective treasure lightly.

Now, Honglian has actually pushed him to the brink.

The Illusionary Bell circled once in the air, then gently swayed.

A clear and melodious sound immediately echoed in the air.

Just like the sounds of the Great Dao, it slowly spread outwards.

As the music began, the disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect were fine and showed no discomfort whatsoever.

Li Ping'an felt as if his head was being pricked by needles, as if it was about to explode.

What a powerful magical artifact!

When Li Ping'an saw the bell, he immediately knew that it was a spiritual treasure.

Moreover, it is a Heavenly-Rank Spiritual Treasure!

Goodness, this is practically the pinnacle of spiritual magical artifacts.

When the bell rang, Li Ping'an was attacked without discrimination.

To resist this mental attack, Li Ping'an quickly sat cross-legged on the spot and began to circulate the "Great Dream Guiding Divine Technique" to resist the damage from the Illusionary Heaven Bell.

Fortunately, the main targets of the Illusionary Bell's attacks were all focused on Red Lotus.

Only a small portion of the aftershocks were directed at Li Ping'an.

So, with great effort, Li Ping'an was still able to hold on.

Meanwhile, the crimson lotus, which was wreaking havoc in the sky, was not having an easy time.

The moment the bell rang, Honglian's body suddenly appeared.

In mid-air, she clutched her head in apparent pain.

He stared at the bell in the sky with resentment.

"How about it? Can't run anymore! You vixen! You'll die today!"

Wan Zhenshan roared and attacked Honglian again with the Thunderclap Sword in hand.

With a clang!

The lightning power carried by the Thunderclap Sword struck Honglian's arm squarely.

It produced a crisp, metallic clang.

Honglian's body was simply too hard.

Even Wan Zhenshan, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, couldn't harm her.

However, Honglian was also sent flying by Wan Zhenshan's powerful attack.

Its body crashed to the ground like a cannonball, kicking up clouds of dust.

"Why can't I hurt you?"

Wan Zhenshan roared.

This demoness's body was the toughest he had ever seen in his life.

He roared to the sky.

"You three old foxes! Are you still going to stand by and watch the show? If I can't take this guy down today, the fate of the Tongtian Sword Sect will be the fate of you! Now get out here right now!"

"I, Wan Zhenshan, swear that this calamity is over, and my Tongtian Sword Sect will never coexist with your three sects!"

He had barely finished speaking when...

Then, three figures slowly drifted down from the sky.

These were none other than the three sect leaders of the Crimson Fire Sect, the Giant Elephant Sect, and the Eastern Sacred Sect.

The three of them slowly floated down, looking down at Wan Zhenshan, who was gritting his teeth in hatred.

Lin Chaoye said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Old Wan, everyone knows you're the strongest, and your Tongtian Sword Sect has a powerful foundation. Of course, we'll let you take the lead and make the first move. We're just here to assist you and provide support."

"fart!"

Wan Zhenshan looked at the three calm and collected figures, his teeth itching with hatred.

He had known for a long time that these three old foxes had been watching this battle from the shadows.

The reason he hesitated to make a move was simply to see him and the witch fight to the death.

They'll just sit back and reap the benefits.

However, Wan Zhenshan's threat to his life just now forced these three old guys to take action.

More importantly, through watching this battle, they also realized that Honglian's strength was truly overwhelming.