As a Seventh Realm Cultivator, Huang the Elder had vaguely touched upon the Power of Laws. All he needed was to control the Power of Laws, and then he could break through to the Eighth Realm.

He chose the path of using brute strength to shatter cunning—also the path that the vast majority of Body Cultivators would choose.

It wasn't that there were no other paths available, but every Body Cultivator harbored a dream of dominating the world with their fists.

Huang Daqiang was familiar with these two people in front of him—they both came from the sect that his Devouring Spirit Sect detested most: The Taoist Sect!

Whether it was Chen Hua, Liang Yi, or Su Youyi, to their Devouring Spirit Sect, they were all existences that must be eliminated without exception; each one had interfered in the critical plans of their Devouring Spirit Sect!

But now, Huang Daqiang had no more time to think. Just now, his body's instincts had bought him a brief respite, but these two had not suffered the slightest disturbance, their hands holding the swords remained steady as ever, and the sword light in their hands still locked onto him tightly.

Huang Daqiang's sight was filled with the austere chill of autumn and the continuous falling of stars from the heavens!

Such stunningly brilliant sword light shone just like the falling of autumn leaves, like stars plummeting!

This was the lock of Sword Intent from Liang Yi and Su Youyi. As long as Huang Daqiang could not break free, even if they were worlds apart, Liang Yi and Su Youyi's sword light could still slash upon Huang Daqiang's flesh and Divine Soul.

Pale blue thunder, at some point, had already entangled him, its wildly violent strength, although not causing much damage to his tempered body, still caused him to pause for a moment, and his burgeoning momentum stagnated.

"Sky Collapse!"

In a critical moment, Huang Daqiang hurriedly readjusted his state. With his mind calmed, his waist arched, his fists clenched, he uttered in a low voice.

Crack-crack—

The sound of objects shattering echoed incessantly from the Void around him.

Around Huang Daqiang's tightly clenched fists, the space seemed to become like a mirror that was shattering, continuously making "crack-crack" sounds.

His fists, with a trace of the Power of Laws imbued, were simply too heavy, even the space itself could not withstand it. But the shattering of space was, in turn, utilized by Huang Daqiang, reabsorbing the force of spatial collapse into his fists, repeating the cycle, endless and unceasing!

"Haah!!"

Facing the two approaching sword attacks, Huang Daqiang couldn't afford to gather more strength in his fists and had to meet the challenge passively!

The collision point between fist and sword instantly shrank to a point, and it seemed like all the light and sound around it were absorbed into it. Then, after a breath, the storm that burst forth from the collision point swept everything in its vicinity in the blink of an eye.

The shockwave that emerged radiated out in a spherical shape in all directions, the newly formed forest below the Secret Realm was uprooted, creating a pit several dozen miles across!

"Big Brother!"

The other Devouring Spirit Sect members, dispersed by the shock, had their expressions change drastically, all somewhat anxious.

On the contrary, Yue Bai and others remained calm and composed, and seeing their opponents distracted, they pursued even more fiercely, inflicting several more wounds on them.

Yue Bai's confidence was pure, while Liu Rouxin had truly witnessed Liang Yi and Su Youyi in action.

The two working together against a mid-Seventh Realm Body Cultivator—unless the opponent fled, victory was just a matter of time.

However, the several brothers from the Huang Family were terrified; even one of those sword lights landing on them meant certain death. Although their Big Brother was strong, facing those two, they really had no confidence.

They had also come to their senses now; this group apparently had known of their presence all along, pulling them into their pace by catching them off guard, thereby achieving such results.

Under normal circumstances, the outcome of victory or defeat would still be uncertain!

"Damn it! Where did this group of people spring from? Could it be that the plan was exposed?" Huang the third gritted his teeth tightly, struggling to withstand the onslaught from Zhou Zuixi.

Currently, his second brother was trapped in a state where he couldn't move, but it seemed that the Demon Clan Young Master also couldn't offer any support, and this Prince from Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty also proved to be extremely tricky.

Both being Body Cultivators, their way of fighting was naturally the most unrestrained and savage, dealing blows directly to the flesh. Both disregarded any defensive stance, solely focused on beating the other down!

Muscles trembled, shaking off copious sweat, fighting not to show any signs of defeat, Huang the third felt as if he was about to crush his teeth.

This Zhou Zuixi was like a monster; though he had landed countless punches on his vital areas, this man seemed to feel nothing at all, returning punch for punch.

Now every inch of muscle throughout his body was sore, every nerve was wailing at the brink of his limits.

As his punches became heavier, as if filled with lead, Zhou Zuixi's punches still roared ferociously like thunder, each punch possessing the might of a fierce dragon!

"What's the matter? Can't concentrate on a fight between Body Cultivators?" Zhou Zuixi, after gulping down the fine wine in his flask, watched Huang the third with an arrogant posture.

Such passionate fighting was something he hadn't experienced in a long while; indeed, a fist-to-flesh fight is the true romance of a man!

This Devouring Spirit Sect Cultivator in front of him was quite proficient in Body Cultivation, a worthy opponent to indulge in. But what a pity, this guy actually dared to be distracted in the midst of their fight to think about other matters.

"You are truly despicable..." Huang the Elder fumed with anger, his voice coming out in an infuriated roar.

As Huang the Elder's words filled the air, they only served to amuse Zhou Zuixi.

"Despicable? Has your Body Refinement made you stupid? Are we expected to lay out our tactics in advance, revealing all to you before we strike, for it not to be considered despicable?" Zhou Zuixi mocked mercilessly.

"Judging by the thick stench of blood on you and the wailing of wronged souls, haven't you often bullied those weaker than you? And you still have the face to speak of despicability!?"

Zhou Zuixi's words were heavy with condemnation, each syllable adding force to his physical blows, his body radiating streams of energy and the rich aroma of alcohol spreading all around.

By the time he finished speaking, Zhou Zuixi's momentum had reached its peak, and his fists fell upon Huang the Elder like a tempest.

Huang the Elder's face was dark with rage, blood forced from the corner of his mouth, his protective Spiritual Energy shattered by Zhou Zuixi's strikes, his body already severely damaged!

Now his internal organs were completely displaced, his Divine Soul showing signs of fracturing from the shock of Zhou Zuixi's imperial Dragon Energy, and if this continued, within the duration of an incense stick's burning, he would fall here and now.

Yet, looking around at the other battlefields, that strange Young Master of the Demon Clan had already bitten off and swallowed one of his fourth brother's arms. Beneath those cold, sharp claws, their once prideful flesh proved to be as fragile as paper mache.

Liu Rouxin, the Chief of Blood Control Sect, who had charged into battle first, now wielded a True Dragon spear, puncturing several gaping holes in his fifth brother's body, the bleeding unstoppable.

This madwoman completely disregarded her own wounds, using the Blood Control Sect's usual ruthless tactic of trading blow for blow.

Closing his eyes in despair, Huang the Elder realized it was not because they, brothers, were too weak, but because these monsters were just too powerful.

"Big Brother..."

The current situation left Huang the Elder with a sorrowful countenance, his only hope now resting on his eldest brother.

As long as his eldest brother could kill Liang Yi and Su Youyi and come to their aid, there was still a chance!

"Still daring to look around!?" Zhou Zuixi pulled out a new jar of Spiritual Wine, his brow raising upon seeing Huang the Elder's state. Did this man really take him so lightly?

With this thought, an undercurrent of anger surged in Zhou Zuixi's heart, offended by the man's audacity to belittle him.

Huang the Elder, under increasing pressure, had to concentrate all his attention, summoning every bit of his energy to face this formidable enemy. He did not expect to defeat the foe but merely hoped to hold on a little longer.

Zhou Zuixi could easily see through his plans, but just offered a cold laugh, finding his opponent's thoughts to be ridiculous.

And sadly, his hopes were likely unrealizable, as he himself was barely hanging on!

"Phew—"

Huang Daqiang couldn't even manage to suppress the fresh blood in his throat anymore, as it spurted into the air, creating vast clouds of blood mist. The Jade Pendant that had hung on his chest shattered completely.

"How could these two be so strong?" wondered Huang Daqiang, unable to comprehend. He had killed many talents from the Sixth Realm before and had encountered exceptionally gifted individuals.

Yet each one ultimately became one of the Lost Souls under his fist, with not even a chance at reincarnation.

But the feeling these two gave him was entirely different; he was acutely aware that even facing just one of them, he had no assurance of victory.

If it were not for the Protective Jade Token bestowed by the Sect Hierarch, the blow just now would have gravely wounded him.

It was evident that to avoid wasting more time, the two aimed to join forces to slay him as swiftly as possible.

Huang Daqiang looked down and gently touched his stomach, where two horrific wounds were embedded, accompanied by flickering lightning. An unfamiliar Sword Intent raged inside him, preventing the wounds from healing.

The sense of desolation from the passing of autumn spread around the wounds, dying his abdomen a grayish-black. The explosive Sword Intent, akin to a meteor falling, continued to tear the wounds wider, exacerbating his injuries.

Gathering his breath, Huang Daqiang swallowed a precious Spirit Pill to temporarily alleviate his condition.

As the smoke slowly cleared, the earth lay scarred and battered, the forest having turned into a wasteland. Fortunately, since the Secret Realm had only just opened not long ago, many creatures had yet to be born, preventing greater accidental casualties.

Liang Yi held Yuan Zhou, gazing down indifferently at the Body Cultivation cultivator below, while Su Youyi stood charmingly at his side.

"Unexpected..." Su Youyi murmured in a low voice.

She and her senior brother had not held back in their strike, aiming for a swift kill.

Using a talisman treasured by Zhou Zuixi, they had managed to perfectly conceal their presence, but it seemed their opponent also had some life-saving treasures, as their last strike had only injured him rather than being fatal.

Such injuries might look terrifying and problematic, but for a Body Cultivation cultivator, they were not necessarily grievous.

A peak Body Cultivation expert could easily subdue other low-level cultivators, even with just one hand or one leg, as they could harbor hidden Vitality within.

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