"This! A monster!? Demon God!?"

Huangfu Yi was greatly shocked, clearly seeing that the blossoming Golden Light Yellow Qi was similar to the Escape Skill used by that Demon Path earlier. The magnitude and range of the phenomenon were simply astonishing!

No way, that Core Formation stage person was already so powerful! Could this be the Sect Leader, an existence at the Divinity Transformation level!?

Huangfu Yi's heart was uneasy, but he still took a deep breath of Dao Breath, held the Yao Guang Sword Talisman in his hand, cradled his sword in his arms, and squeezed into the crowd to watch from within.

From a distance, he saw the crowd automatically parting to create a large open space, kneeling around a hill and chanting praise for the Xianliang Master.

Beneath the hill, a group of yellow-robed cultivators were maintaining order. Atop the mound sat a yellow-robed Daoist, surrounded by Yellow Qi, making it hard to discern his features, but above him surged a Golden Light reaching the sky like a banner, and the golden radiance in the sky was all released by this Daoist.

What is he doing? Holding a ceremony to perform magic?

The surrounding refugees paused to watch the Taoist alongside Huangfu Yi.

This Daoist seemed to be treating people.

Indeed, he was treating the sick among thousands of refugees, with yellow-robed disciples who looked like servants bringing seriously ill citizens one by one to line up and seek the yellow-robed Daoist's treatment and diagnosis.

Meanwhile, other yellow-robed individuals circled around, distributing talisman papers, meat soup, rice porridge, and herbs to the gathered crowd.

Perhaps these cultivators are entering the world to practice cultivation, dispensing medical aid and accumulating good karma? Or is this an opportunity to check the root bones of the masses to select those with Immortal Fate...

Huangfu Yi watched for a while. He hadn't properly studied immortality, so he couldn't recognize the talismans being distributed. However, as the sick consumed the talisman water mixed with thin porridge, their faces flushed, their spirits visibly improved, seemingly presenting no issue.

Seeing the refugees one after another, kneeling and thanking the Xianliang Master for his great kindness, it appeared to have some effect. He understood why these refugees managed to stay together, even traversing Xuan Nu Mountain to reach here.

No matter the reason, these people indeed carried out some good deeds. Otherwise, many refugees would not have survived to this day, though it's unclear what grudge they have against the Pei Family and why they were holding their young lady...

"Hmm? Sniff, sniff..."

Suddenly, a yellow-robed Daoist distributing talisman water nearby wrinkled his brow. Having smelled something peculiar, he started sniffing like a dog, approaching Huangfu Yi.

Huangfu Yi was startled, unsure what gave him away. He hid among the crowd, resisting the urge to sniff his clothes.

No problem, after chasing a day and a night, drenched in sweat, rolling on the ground should have masked his scent... Hmm?

Then he also caught a whiff of a sweet preserved fruit aroma wafting from behind...

"Whew"

The next instant, feeling as if a needle stabbed his back, Huangfu Yi instinctively followed the crowd ahead, lowering his body, bowing his head as he knelt.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a Hand Wind struck from behind, grazing over his scalp, catching the unsuspecting yellow-robed cultivator sniffing over! The strike hit straight on! Smashing his torso in half! Along with the surrounding refugees, caught by the sweeping Hand Wind! Instantly pulverized into fragments!

"Zing!"

In that instant, without a moment's hesitation, the young man spread his ape-like arms, flipping the Short Sword concealed in his arms back! A flash of light emerged, stabbing backward from under his armpit, aiming straight at the face of the hidden ambusher!

"Whoosh!"

The assailant remained silent and invisible, suddenly shifting form and position, raising a violent storm to evade the sword thrust as if teleporting sideways! Meanwhile, the Palm Strength instantly changed, with a claw-like grip, reversing the previously scattered palm wind into a counterattack!

"Splash!"

The scattered debris of shattered limbs and flesh, having blown apart into the sky, were now drawn into the deadly power, twisted apart! The Palm Wind, wrapped with blood and flesh, formed like a Qi Wall, slammed down from above! Rushing forward, raining a downpour of blood! Drenching the young man's head and body, hurling him flying!

"Ha!"

However, Huangfu Yi had the protection of a hundred years' worth of power! Though hit by the Sky Absorbing Palm Power and feeling like a carriage ran over him, he still managed to sustain himself! He even utilized the force in reverse! In a flash, executing a Flying Body Sword Stab! He slapped the sword talisman onto his treasure sword in his hand! Suddenly, the sword aura burst forth! The Yao Guang Sword shone!

As Huangfu Yi flicked his wrist, two Sword Flowers exploded! In an instant, the Dual Sword Fusion! Twisting towards the sweet fragrance in the air! Amidst the chaotic sword light, it seemed to cut through water! Break the void! Twist through multiple water mirrors! Breaking the opponent's Illusionary Body Invisibility Technique! Forcing the masked figure into visibility!

"Evil-breaking Sword!!"

"Xuan Yuan Break!!"

The young man before him, with his mighty Divine Weapon in hand! Blade Qi like the wind! Shielded by sword light! The blooming sword aura piercing through his Protective True Qi, the masked figure carrying a head marked with a talisman paper of Pei Yuhuan, dared not be careless! Not only forced to reveal his form but also forced to use his True Inheritance Technique! Breathing accumulated power! A finger breaking through the air! Ebon Tide flew forth! To counter the sword aura!

"Boom!"

The Ebon Tide Beam struck! Infusing the masked figure's lifetime power into a single point, terrifyingly overwhelming! Even with a century's worth power protecting Huangfu Yi, he couldn't withstand it! With a single hit, his flying sword dropped from his grasp! His shin bone twisted, arm bone shattered! The entire body sent flying!

"Die!"

However, in this moment of peril! Seeing the masked figure about to deliver another palm strike to kill Huangfu Yi instantly!

Suddenly, a hand reached from the side, gripping the masked figure's wrist. Another hand supported his arm, dissolving the power impacting Huangfu Yi, catching him as well.

Having been struck, Huangfu Yi's blood churned, dizzy, his entire body in excruciating pain, almost making him faint within moments.

The masked figure, surprised and angry at being so easily captured and unable to move, glared at the yellow-robed Daoist holding him.

"Demon Path! Let go!"

"Swoosh!"

Then, a swirl of brilliance, a whirl of sword light, and the person's head was severed by a flying sword.

The yellow-robed Daoist glanced at him and released his grip.

The headless body slumped to the ground, the head rolling like a ball, falling down the hill into the dust.

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