Chapter 621: Demonic Aura Fist, Demonic Aura Enters the Body

"Ming Jianzi, you actually dare move my chain."

"Damned rebel, you actually want to free Xinran, my junior sister—hum, courting death."

"Lingjian Zhenren couldn't attend to the people before him, turned, and went back to the Spirit Sword Sect to cause trouble for Ming Jianzi."

"Xinran junior sister must absolutely not be let out; otherwise, endless repercussions."

"If that woman comes out, the Spirit Sword Sect will at least fall into chaos; he, however, does not want to see a fractured Spirit Sword Sect."

"Jing Yuheng and Fifth Prince Qi Mingyu quickly blocked him; they knew the more Lingjian Zhenren was anxious, the more they needed to stop him."

"Lingjian Zhenren, don't think you can run."

"Hand over Mu Longhao, otherwise you won't be able to go back."

"Lingjian Zhenren stared at Jing Yuheng, his fury spouting."

"Jing Yuheng, you're courting death."

"Jing Yuheng, unwilling to be outdone, said: 'The one courting death is you, Lingjian Zhenren.'"

"How dare you hide Mu Longhao; this demon is a Tianwai demon, has killed countless people, feeds on humans and cultivators to sustain itself; such a demon must die."

"Either hand over Mu Longhao, or you and Mu Longhao die together."

"A thunderous long spear pointed at Lingjian Zhenren; at this moment Jing Yuheng would not give him any face, the thunder flashed like a deity."

"Qi Mingyu spoke coldly: 'You have brought this upon yourself, you cannot live; you have already fallen, consorting with demonic beasts; Lingjian Zhenren, you must be killed.'"

"Protector stepped forward, sneering: 'The Tianwai demon is our people's greatest enemy; as a human, you aid tyrants, willingly become a demonic traitor; Lingjian Zhenren, you overstep humanity.'"

"White Wolf Deputy Hall Master and Azure Dragon Deputy Hall Master stared intently at Lingjian Zhenren, ready to act at any moment."

"Those soldiers and the Black Dragon Guard pressed in en masse, releasing their true Qi and demonic aura."

"Demonic aura, blood Qi, killing aura, all descended to suppress."

"Lingjian Zhenren alone faced so many of them; obviously, it was a bit unrealistic."

"His heart was anxious, yet he could not... kill them; instead his pressure steadily increased, and as the battle went on, it became ever more unfavorable to him."

"Hum, you all don't plaster gold on your faces; a bunch of self-righteous pretenders have no right to criticize the sect master."

"Lingjian Zhenren waved his hand, Technique crisscrossed."

"Behind him, countless Techniques gathered again."

"He became angry."

"He didn't want to continue entangling with them; he killed them."

"Lingjian Method."

"Ten Thousand Swords Fired Simultaneously."

"Everyone, please proceed."

"He waved his hand, and heaven and earth were shrouded by the sword."

"In an instant, countless sword blades fell densely, like rain."

"Psshh—psshh—"

"The crowd immediately raised shields, blocking the sword blades' attacks."

"The ground shattered."

"Everything was cut by the sword blades."

"Explosion sounds, bombings, echoed around."

"Dust rose, obscuring their silhouettes; Lingjian Zhenren hovered halfway in the air, coldly watching the scene."

"A bunch of clueless things also dare to block the sect master."

"Hum."

"He raised the sword blade and began attacking again."

"These people before him wouldn't die so easily."

"Lingjian Method."

"Three Thousand Sword Intentions."

"With a single thought, sword intent coalesced."

"Lingjian Zhenren's sword slowly descended, not yet fully landed."

"The long spear came to his eyes."

"Heavenly Overlord."

"The Heavenly Overlord long spear broke his divine power."

"Qi Mingyu's long spear rotated, unleashing a terrifying flame."

"Buzz."

"The flame surged, soaring into the sky."

"It enveloped Lingjian Zhenren's body; in an instant, the flame burned him."

"Protector clenched his fist, a mass of demonic aura condensed at a point."

"He stepped forward, and the ground before him suddenly collapsed, the booming sound echoing."

"Demonic Aura Fist."

"One punch, demonic aura erupted."

"Bang."

"The figure in the sky was blasted away, and the flame extinguished."

"Boom—"

"A mountain peak was shattered on the spot."

Lingjian Zhenren was covered by earth, demonic energy lingering in midair.

Feng Yuqian withdrew his fist; the dozens of meters before him were all cracks.

The countless fissures and the collapsed earth—one can imagine how terrifying that punch was.

Hoo—hoo—hoo.

Feng Yuqian breathed heavily, this punch had consumed most of his demonic energy and true qi.

Bai Lang and Deputy Hall Master Cang Long stared at the smoke‑shrouded Lingjian Zhenren, daring not to be careless.

Some of the soldiers behind them and the Black Dragon Guard were killed, but not many.

The sword‑blade attacks of Lingjian Zhenren were lethal to them.

Qi Mingyu slowly landed beside Feng Yuqian, holding a long halberd, and said lightly, "Lingjian Zhenren is not dead yet."

"He is not dead but seriously wounded; after taking my demonic energy fist, the demonic energy entered his body, and he won't disperse it that easily."

The demon‑subduing General Feng Yuqian's demonic energy is the accumulation of centuries, all gathered on the battlefield.

An ordinary cultivator who encounters even a bit would be in unbearable pain.

And Lingjian Zhenren took his punch, that much demonic energy; he is not dead but seriously wounded.

Jing Yuheng reminded, "We still need to be careful; Lingjian Zhenren isn't that easy to kill."

"Also inside the Spirit Sword Sect, it seems a battle has broken out."

They sensed the battle within the Spirit Sword Sect.

Qi Mingyu said seriously, "Mu Longhao and Ming Wuzi have started fighting."

Jing Yuheng exclaimed in surprise, "Ming Wuzi, why would he strike Mu Longhao?"

Qi Mingyu explained, "Inside the Spirit Sword Sect it isn't a single iron bucket; Ming Wuzi has been dissatisfied with Lingjian Zhenren for a long time, and this time he will definitely act."

"A vast Spirit Sword Sect with no one emerging—that itself reveals the problem."

This problem is very strange.

It is very bizarre.

Lingjian Zhenren is the Sect Master of the Spirit Sword Sect, yet he faces the fight alone.

The decision to shelter Mu Longhao clearly lacks the consent of others.

Or perhaps those people are either blocked or internally resist fighting.

There is also a situation where they cannot come out.

That is unlikely.

"That's also the case; this is best, our pressure has decreased a lot."

Facing Lingjian Zhenren alone is a huge pressure; if a few Strong Ones from the Spirit Sword Sect appeared, they might be doomed.

The situation they feared did not occur, which is strange and… absurd.

Within the Formation.

Chen Chuyang saw the scene and praised, "Demonic energy as the foundation, cultivation into the Dao; this person truly is ruthless."

The pain of demonic energy entering the body is unbearable.

It tears the heart and lungs, yet one can still cultivate to the Golden Core; truly a ruthless person.

Demonic energy, a type of Qi in heaven and earth that is hard to absorb, possesses terrifying destructive power.

Even a small amount can cause massive destruction.

Only those soldiers would cultivate it; others would not choose such a dangerous method.

And Feng Yuqian, being able to cultivate to this realm, truly is not simple, not easy.

Chen Chuyang rarely acknowledges anyone; this Feng Yuqian is extraordinary.

"Lingjian Zhenren took that punch; it's not pleasant, but killing him is not that easy."

"He is angry."

Chen Chuyang raised an eyebrow, seeing beneath the earth that Lingjian Zhenren had sliced through all the soil, stepping out piece by piece.

His body emanated Technique, cutting everything around him.

Demonic energy swirled around his body.

That face turned pitch‑black.