“Demonic Sword Sacred Heart!”

Though separated by a great distance and only a brief moment had passed, all the details from just now, including how Jian Chou had pierced through Lord Taishan’s brow with one sword yet hadn’t directly taken the opportunity to kill him, had fallen into the eyes of the powerful cultivators on Shijiu Zhou’s side.

Fairy Xuanyue also knew of this sword’s origins from Yashan, and at this moment couldn’t help but sigh.

This sigh, falling into others’ ears, stirred different emotions.

Master Hengxu said nothing.

Fudao Shanren also said nothing.

Many of the powerful cultivators on their side, even until now, still had no intention of making a move. The power of these great cultivators was extremely terrifying. If they all came out in full force while the opponent’s strength hadn’t been completely worn down, and they were still only outside Ghost Gate Pass, not having penetrated deep into the seventy-two cities of the Extreme Domain, once their power was prematurely depleted here, they would probably have no strength left to advance deeper and would instead fall into a trap.

They were all old foxes who had lived for over a thousand years—none was more foolish than the others.

So even though the Extreme Domain side had initially only sent out one Yama King and now had three Yama Kings present, they were all merely watching from the sidelines.

If this senior sister from Yashan, Jian Chou, could be called a “Demonic Sword Sacred Heart,” then Qu Zhengfeng on the other side, wielding the moderate and harmonious Yashan sword while conducting massive slaughter, would probably have to be called a “Sacred Sword Demonic Heart.”

He had initially observed from the sidelines without taking action.

Only when Lord Wu Guan and Lord Dushi had exhausted all their methods and seemed to faintly have the upper hand in suppressing Fu Chaosheng, who at this moment appeared to “only” have Void Refining cultivation, did he sneer and join the battle!

One person, one demon, one Kunpeng!

Fighting against the two Yama Kings, Lord Wu Guan and Lord Dushi!

Whether due to mutual caution or some other reason, both sides fought with a sense of restraint. Though their techniques were frequent and dazzling to behold, it always gave people the feeling that this was completely not their true strength.

Until Jian Chou suddenly struck!

With that nearly broken, heavily injured body, she raised that terrifying sword, pierced through Lord Taishan’s brow, and used a desolate sword rain to envelop the battlefield—

Green flowers bloomed across the ground, snow-cold spread throughout the sky!

The battle between the Extreme Domain and Shijiu Zhou had already transformed into a contest between formations. However, the Extreme Domain’s foundation was ultimately not deep enough—how could it compare with the Shijiu Zhou cultivators who had prepared for this battle for eleven jiazi cycles?

From Lord Taishan discovering the formation to training everyone to use it, there had been only two days.

They could neither train enough personnel nor exhaust every detail of the formation to unleash its original power.

So though the Extreme Domain’s formation was ingenious and even revealed the unique wisdom left by wise men from several hundred years ago, compared to Shijiu Zhou’s deep accumulation and Xie Buchen’s flawless coordination, it still fell far short.

Initially they could still resist, but before long they had already been defeated.

The originally orderly ghost soldier formation immediately scattered into chaos, no longer able to gather powerful combat strength. So the Shijiu Zhou cultivators serving as the vanguard took the opportunity to charge forward, like a sharp blade wedging into the opponent’s formation, completely tearing their enemies into scattered sand!

The tide had turned!

Lord Taishan was in danger!

Lord Dushi, Jiang Chang, had only been appointed as a Yama King after the eleven jiazi war. Originally a ghost that had drowned, she had possessed outstanding talent and after cultivation had gained entry to the Eight Directions City, acquiring everything she now possessed.

Her face always carried a kind of careless, dreamy expression.

When she raised her hands, light gauze danced gracefully.

Her delicate eyebrows had already furrowed tightly. After Qu Zhengfeng joined the battle formation, Jiang Chang felt the pressure suddenly increase, and she sensed a strange kind of toying—

The opponent wasn’t using their full strength at all!

They simply didn’t want to use their full strength right now for some purpose, and didn’t want to deal them a killing blow just yet!

This situation was absolutely abnormal!

Jiang Chang’s mind was delicate and sensitive. Moreover, she wasn’t naturally warlike, only having come temporarily under Lord Qin Guang’s orders due to the special circumstances, not daring to be even slightly negligent.

But now…

“We’re withdrawing!”

Her clear voice rarely revealed such weighty decisiveness.

But Lord Wu Guan was completely unwilling to leave!

The moment Lord Taishan was covered by that countless sword rain and collapsed to his knees in defeat, rage had already filled his heart, and his face showed a fury mixed with shock and anger!

“I won’t!”

On his childish ten-year-old face was nothing but stubborn determination!

The snow-white cat crouched in the hollow of his neck, making frightened little cries. This great demon wearing ancient, shabby green robes had already extended a hand toward his brow!

Surging demonic power gathered at his fingertips!

Lord Wu Guan knew he should dodge, should listen to Lord Dushi’s suggestion, protect himself wisely, and retreat!

But how could he?

If he left, Lord Taishan would only have a dead end!

In the Extreme Domain’s Yama Palace, in the Eight Directions City, among the eight Yama Kings, though each harbored their own thoughts and there were many he disliked, Lord Taishan was an exception!

To have him leave just like this was absolutely impossible!

In the instant between life and death, in Lord Wu Guan’s cat-like dark red eyes, a fierce glint flashed. His five fingers formed claws and plunged toward his own chest!

“Puff!”

There was no spattering blood, only scattered soul power.

Half a crimson heart had already been forcibly pulled from his own chest! It suddenly transformed, twisting and instantly growing into a blood-red giant monster that pounced toward Fu Chaosheng and Qu Zhengfeng!

At the same time, his originally spirited complexion rapidly grew ashen!

But his form was like lightning, breaking away from the battle situation in this instant!

Like a ghost, he headed toward Jian Chou’s direction!

How could Lord Dushi have anticipated that he would suddenly use such a move that harmed the enemy a thousand while damaging himself eight hundred? For a moment, with a mixture of fear and confusion, she called out: “Wu Guan!”

Lord Wu Guan seemed to hear nothing at all.

He crossed through this endless sword rain!

His hand, which had not yet lost its youthful inexperience, had already grasped the shoulder of Lord Taishan who knelt dejectedly on the ground in a flash of lightning, actually taking the man away directly!

Coming quickly, leaving even faster, with no pause in between!

He didn’t even encounter the slightest obstacle.

Jian Chou, standing near Lord Taishan, surprisingly showed no reaction at all, allowing him to take the man away! When Lord Wu Guan succeeded in his rescue, he couldn’t help but feel astonished. As he channeled substantial soul power into Lord Taishan’s body to alleviate his severe injuries, he looked back and saw only that female cultivator holding a six-foot rusty sword, watching him with an extremely difficult to describe, complex gaze…

Why didn’t she stop him?

Such doubt flashed through Lord Wu Guan’s mind.

And Lord Taishan, who had been rescued by him, hadn’t lost all vitality. In this moment of swift travel, he struggled to look toward that female cultivator…

Perhaps only he, having experienced that sword, could clearly understand the countless forms and endless sorrow contained in that glance?

At this moment, a smile actually appeared at the corner of his lips.

In his daze, he seemed to have some slight understanding.

But also seemed to understand nothing at all…

Lord Wu Guan’s unexpected turn and choice exceeded everyone’s expectations. His success left all the Shijiu Zhou cultivators dumbstruck!

No one knew why Jian Chou hadn’t acted.

No one could clearly comprehend her current state of mind.

When Lord Wu Guan desperately forced back Qu Zhengfeng and Fu Chaosheng, that monster transformed from half a heart had no hands or feet, no eyes or nose, only a crimson maw that swallowed directly toward the two men!

Qu Zhengfeng had wanted to cut it down with his sword, but Fu Chaosheng’s movements were faster!

This half heart, in his view, was completely just an empty demonic form. It had only shown great power in the brief moment it blocked them. Now he couldn’t sense even half a trace of demonic aura from it. He didn’t even withdraw his extended hand and directly grasped this demon, sending it toward his own mouth!

Eating a demon alive!

“Wuah!”

A desperate shriek!

Terrifying demonic power instantly destroyed its complete demonic form, actually transforming back into half a bloody heart between Fu Chaosheng’s pale five fingers!

He vaguely felt something strange. How could an Extreme Domain Yama King like Lord Wu Guan, who was originally a ghost body, pull such a bleeding, warm half heart from his chest?

But his actions were far faster than his thoughts!

By the time he realized this doubt had risen in his heart, he had already swallowed this half heart into his belly. Sensing again, it had disappeared completely and cleanly, with not half a trace to be found, as if it had never appeared.

But the instant he ate this half heart, Lord Wu Guan, who had already fled to outside the City of Unjust Deaths, was struck as if by a heavy blow. In his swift travel, a mouthful of black blood had already sprayed out!

At this moment, he suddenly looked back—

His eyes held countless fury and despair!

In his resentment, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat toward Ghost Gate Pass. Seventeen streaks of spiritual light phantoms fell into the void like falling stars!

In the blink of an eye, seventeen figures with different appearances and faces condensed!

But strangely, almost every figure wore robes extremely similar to Shijiu Zhou cultivators, or rather, extremely similar to Yashan cultivators. They held long swords, some stern, some elegant, completely lacking any of the sinister, fierce aura that Extreme Domain ghost cultivators should possess!

Fu Chaosheng had swallowed that half heart and felt neither any change nor the slightest discomfort. Though his heart held some strangeness, since he was in battle and had seen Lord Wu Guan and Lord Dushi escape from under his nose, he thought nothing and wanted to pursue them.

These seventeen people before him were merely ordinary obstacles in his path.

He raised his hand to wave, wanting to scatter “them” all into powder. However, when he looked up, he felt that these seventeen people, whether in their faces or the subtle details of their expressions, were somewhat familiar, actually resembling Zhong Lanling whom he had encountered in the tripod competition years ago.

At this time, he hesitated for half a moment.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that Qu Zhengfeng, who had originally been no less ruthless than him in his attacks, had actually stiffened his form at this moment, completely stopping all his movements!

So he instinctively looked toward Jian Chou.

He only saw Jian Chou’s figure, similarly frozen like Qu Zhengfeng, and the sorrow and shock that suddenly arose in her eyes!

Since encountering Zhong Lanling in the Extreme Domain tripod competition years ago, what she feared most had finally happened…