I just want to kill you all, or be killed by you all.

Li Yang sheathed his sword.

Lu Qingqiu's words did not affect her state of mind.

"I have my own rhythm, you don't need to teach me how to do things."

However, after fighting you, I also realized my shortcomings, which further strengthened my resolve to act according to my own ideas.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step; a great river is formed from countless small streams.

If I am no match for that traitor now, I must not lead everyone to their deaths.

When someone is truly powerful enough, numerical superiority becomes merely one aspect of their overall record.

A sword cultivator, a powerful sword cultivator, a powerful and unscrupulous evil sword cultivator, a powerful and unscrupulous evil sword cultivator with countless trump cards.

They must have also mastered advanced sword fighting techniques.

If that's the case, someone like me with no trump cards has no chance of defeating the other party.

He is not the protagonist of an old-fashioned online novel who has countless opportunities and is blessed with the destiny of an old man, and who can laugh last after using all his trump cards when facing an invincible enemy.

All he could rely on was himself and the sword in his hand.

As an external sword cultivator, his physical body is not strong enough, which is one of his weaknesses.

Most importantly, having no trump cards is fatal.

Lu Qingqiu remained silent for a moment.

Silently swallowing a pill, he said, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure because of my senior brother's death. You're right, even if we waste time attacking now, he can still escape with his trump card, which would only delay our crucial period for becoming stronger."

Lu Qingqiu and the few Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples she brought joined the sword cultivator camp, no longer demanding anything.

Li Yang was very satisfied with this.

That's the good thing about being a pure sword cultivator; you won't act unreasonably like half-baked sword cultivators like Jiang Qingci and He Lu.

Be realistic and efficient.

After three days, Li Yang adjusted his state and walked to Ning Xi's side.

"Is the formation fixed?"

Ning Xi nodded and handed the array plate of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin Array to Li Yang.

"Your attack has reached the pinnacle, but your physical body is only at the level of a first-rate genius."

If you are an internal sword cultivator, and do not rely on close combat to kill enemies, your physical strength is sufficient.

But I heard that the traitor is skilled in both internal and external sword techniques, and his physical strength alone is unparalleled, so his chances of winning are slim.

"So I incorporated a body-refining formation into the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One Formation, so you can refine your body while you're killing, but it will be quite brutal."

"How so?" Li Yang asked curiously.

"It means that a portion of the attacking sword energy will be diverted to attack you. At the same time, after killing the target, the killing intent will not increase directly, but will be absorbed by the formation and transformed into slashes to attack your soul."

In this way, both your physical body and your soul will be tempered.

After hearing Ning Xi's words, Lu Qingqiu frowned:

"You're at most a third-grade array master. Your skill level is insufficient; if your control isn't precise enough, he'll be killed on the spot in this perilous battlefield!"

"It's alright, I trust you." Li Yang took it.

Seeing this, Lu Qingqiu didn't want to say anything more.

Not only did her senior brother die, but her Daoist partner with whom she had already pledged her life to was also dead. She was in a terrible mood, her heart filled with only thoughts of killing the traitor.

But now she can only rely on Li Yang; there's nothing else she can do.

Soon, the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin Formation was activated.

"Fellow Daoists, enter the battle! Follow me to eliminate demons and defend the righteous path!" Li Yang shouted.

"Alright, boss!" Su Hen responded first.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! I want rivers of blood to flow!"

"Boss, don't share the kills with us. Only if you become the strongest will you have a chance to kill that traitor!"

Under the watchful eyes of countless cultivators in the capital—

"Clang!"

The sword formation erupted with bursts of sword cries, mixed with the excited roars of the sword cultivators, and surged towards a demonic sect.

Just after Li Yang led a group of sword cultivators to hunt demons, the Emperor of Tianyuan immediately convened a court meeting.

"Gather all our forces, and once the sword cultivators have wiped the imperial court clean, send troops to attack the Ten Thousand Poisons! Crush them!"

These words caused a great uproar in the imperial court.

"Your Majesty, the Tianyuan Dynasty is surrounded by enemies on all sides. It would be extremely unwise to launch a preemptive attack!"

The Heavenly Emperor's voice was cold:

"But this is the key to whether my Tianyuan Dynasty can continue! I even have the courage to give away the throne, so what else can't I gamble on?!"

Only by unifying the Void Realm can we have a voice in the outside world and become a unified force across the Nine Provinces.

Now that we have this sword that can cut through anything, if we don't hold it firmly and make good use of it, we deserve to perish!

From now on—

I do not want to hear any more dissenting voices, or I will have them all executed!

To become an empress despite being a woman, her skill, courage, and foresight were far beyond what ordinary people could achieve.

She was originally prepared to lie down.

It was Li Yang's appearance that reignited the flame of ambition within her to become an empress.

"Qin Feng, I'll go crazy with you this once."

Even in death, I will have no regrets!

……

The Nine Netherworld Dynasty.

It is among the top three of the dozens of immortal cultivation dynasties in the Luoxu Realm, and is much stronger than the Tianyuan Dynasty.

The person sitting on the dragon throne in the capital at this moment was not the Nine Nether Emperor, but a young man with flamboyant black hair and eyes reflecting pure yang golden light.

The Nine Netherworld Emperor bowed and served him at his side.

On the enormous dragon throne, two stunningly beautiful women, one on each side of the young man, fed him spiritual fruits.

She giggled incessantly after being groped by the young man, dressed in flamboyant attire.

It's hard to believe that these two women are the most beloved twin princesses of the Nine Nether Emperor.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Your Great Sun Haotian Holy Land has always been at odds with the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. I can help you kill all the Xuanyuan Sword cultivators who entered the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm this time, including the sword cultivators from the branch sects."

Inside the hall stood a tall, slender young man, draped in a dark red sword robe, which reeked of blood.

He carried a long, ancient-looking box on his back, covered in dried bloodstains, and concealed all his presence.

A sword-like mark lingered between his brows and eyes, like an unhealed wound, and one could faintly hear the sound of a sword.

The young man on the dragon throne raised an eyebrow:

"What? You, the number one Golden Core prodigy of Qianzhou, are afraid of that little sword cultivator from the Xuanyuan branch sect?"

"Kill" shook his head: "My name is Mu Zangfeng, like a sword hidden in its sheath, waiting for the right time to strike."

He doesn't understand the principle of concealing one's strength; excessive rigidity will inevitably lead to breakage.

Besides, I'm currently wanted by the police, so how can I act in a high-profile manner?

Killing him wouldn't be difficult, but I've heard that he recently raised the banner of eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path, gathering nearly a thousand sword cultivators. He not only wiped out all the evil spirits of the Tianyuan Dynasty in one fell swoop, but also launched a counterattack against the Wan Du and other demonic dynasties.

This disrupted my rhythm of hunting down internal sword cultivators and also threatened your goal of unifying the Void Realm.

Holy Son of Qianyang, I know you possess the Qianyang Emperor Physique, a supreme physique surpassing even the Human Emperor Physique. The path to becoming stronger lies in wielding more power and ruling over more territories.

We have a common enemy; you must, and can only, cooperate with me.

"Why are you in such a hurry? It seems you're really scared. You wouldn't have cared about someone this much before, especially since that person is a sword cultivator." Qianyang Saint Son laughed. "It's not like I disagree. You're welcome to join my camp!"

Now that the Tianyuan Dynasty has begun its actions, my Jiuyou Dynasty cannot remain idle.

I simply refuse to believe that a world dominated by demonic forces can be defeated by a motley crew of righteous people.

He stood up, put his arms around the two exquisite twin princesses, and placed his hands on a private spot.

"But before that, I need to cultivate myself. Right now, I'm very hot-tempered."

Mu Zangfeng turned and left the main hall.

Within his dantian was a massive golden-red sword pellet, surrounded by numerous sword pellets that had lost their spirit.

These sword pellets possess various attributes, like individual wills impacting the massive sword pellet, seemingly trying to assimilate them and completely merge into it.

The enormous sword pellet was insane and confused, experiencing brief moments of lucidity.

"You will die. I sense an unpredictable lamp appearing in the Xuanyuan Soul Palace. The lamp's owner will slay you!"

Mu Zangfeng's expression remained unchanged, but his sharp eyes were as cold as water: "I will kill him. As for you, how much longer can you hold out?"

"I will witness your death! Hahahaha..."

With a thought, Mu Zangfeng caused countless sword pellets to engulf the massive sword pellet once more, plunging him into confusion once more.

"I started to rise on the shoulders of the Yellow Ancestor, and one day I will step on his head!"

Whether you are Qin Feng or Li Yang—

They were ultimately one of the souls lost to my sword!

……