Chapter 26

The sand and stones filling the sky blocked out the sun.

Endless internal energy gathered in the Immortal-Slaying Sword.

A giant sword that reached the heavens and the earth appeared in front of the Little Dragon Maiden.

"What kind of sword art is this?"

"Why is it so terrifying?"

"Within the Nine Provinces, why would there be such a formidable sword art?"

Zhen Zhibing widened his eyes, muttering in his mouth.

The commotion here was detected by the Quanzhen Sect, and Qiu Chuji and the others hurriedly walked out of the Daoist hall.

Seeing the giant sword in the distance and feeling the terrifying internal energy fluctuations, the expressions of Qiu Chuji and the others changed greatly.

"There is actually such a magical sword art within the Nine Provinces."

"The profoundness of this sword art, and its power, far exceed the sword art of my Quanzhen Sect."

Qiu Chuji's tone was full of amazement.

The other junior brothers beside him also nodded in agreement.

"In front of such a powerful sword art, we are like ants."

"This sword strike, even an Earth Immortal, I fear, would find it difficult to block."

"All of us in the Quanzhen Sect together, I fear, would also be unable to block this terrifying sword strike."

"..."

Everyone in the Quanzhen Sect felt ashamed after seeing this sword strike.

Such a stunning and brilliant sword strike.

They would never be able to execute it in their lifetime.

Deep within the Quanzhen Sect.

Wang Chongyang, who had publicly declared himself dead, suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at the direction of the giant sword from afar, and various memories appeared in his mind.

"Ancient Tomb Sect, Chaoying, a stunning genius has appeared among your descendants!"

Wang Chongyang laughed.

There was not the slightest envy in his tone.

Instead, it was full of gratification.

Because, he had personally seen this sword strike, Slaying Ghosts and Gods, a few years ago.

He had even personally gone to try it.

Even though he was already a Grandmaster Great Perfection, in front of that man who called himself the white-clothed Sword Immortal, he could not take this sword strike.

After witnessing this sword strike that shocked heaven and earth and made ghosts and gods weep, Wang Chongyang gained great enlightenment and closed himself off in a death-defying retreat to begin impacting the Earth Immortal realm.

Many years had passed, and he had already stepped out half a foot.

But he could never find the method for the last half foot.

"Senior brother, no matter when I look at it, this sword strike looks so formidable."

"If only I could learn it."

Beside him, also in seclusion, was the Old Urchin Zhou Botong.

He had personally experienced the formidable nature of the white-clothed Sword Immortal; with one move, the white-clothed Sword Immortal used only a sword strike that looked very ordinary to defeat him.

This matter also completely woke up the Old Urchin, which was why he chose to go into seclusion with his senior brother.

"Junior brother, if you want to step into the Earth Immortal realm, you must walk your own path."

"Others' paths cannot help you!"

"Continue your seclusion!"

Wang Chongyang said softly, and then continued to begin his enlightenment.

Seeing this, Zhou Botong did not say much more and also began to contemplate.

Stepping into the Grandmaster realm can extend one's life by fifty years, and one will not be infected by ordinary diseases, nor will one need to eat, achieving grain-fasting.

Somewhere in Mount Zhongnan.

An old man who looked very ordinary also noticed this move, Slaying Ghosts and Gods.

"Why would that kid's Slaying Ghosts and Gods appear here? Could it be that he has come to Mount Zhongnan?"

The old man touched his chin and muttered.

Although the old man looked very ordinary, if anyone knew him, they would definitely call out, Senior Dugu.

That's right, the old man was none other than the top Earth Immortal who founded the Dugu Nine Swords, Dugu Qiubai!

He had also experienced the move Slaying Ghosts and Gods.

And he was one of the few people who could take this move without getting injured.

He had once discussed swords with Ying Ziyu, and in the end, he had actually lost.

"With that brat's talent, his current strength is likely even more terrifying; I don't know if I can still last a hundred moves in his hands!"

Dugu Qiubai said this and began to laugh loudly.

Regarding the matter of losing to Ying Ziyu, he had not the slightest resentment in his heart.

Each generation of the world produces its own talents!

Only by having more and more formidable juniors will the Nine Provinces not be boring.

"I'll go take a look and see if that brat has come."

"He still owes me a good meal of wine!"

Dugu Qiubai laughed loudly and quickly headed toward the direction of the giant sword.

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