Liang Yi's white robe fluttered in the wind, while Su Youyi's hair also danced with the breeze.

The atmosphere in the air gradually intensified; both sides understood that this battle would not last long. Either Liang Yi would quickly resolve these five brothers from the Devouring Spirit Sect, or the opponents would hold out until the White Tiger Envoy returned to capture Liang Yi and his companions in one fell swoop.

After the injury on his abdomen slightly improved, Huang Da took a deep breath as if swallowing the seas, and the Spiritual Power from the surrounding void surged into his body.

"Ha!"

With a deep shout, Huang Da positioned his fists, his aura concealed as dormant as an autumn cicada—silent until its startling cry!

This man was gathering his power!

Such a stance caused Liang Yi's expression to grow more solemn; this opponent, despite being a Seventh Realm Cultivator, did not plan to attack proactively but instead took a defensive position, obviously trying to stall for time.

If it weren't for their intent to hold them back, fearing he and his junior sister might assist others, this man would probably have turned tail and fled.

"Help me buy some time..." Liang Yi did not want to delay any further, planning to end the battle with a sword strike soon, which required a little time.

This Body Cultivator could not let him gather his sword intent freely, so his junior sister needed to help him buy some time.

"Alright!" Su Youyi released the golden light within her, and instinctively knew what her senior brother intended to do. Grasping the Lovesick sword firmly, Su Youyi struck at Huang Da in the next instant!

Streams of light enveloped Huang Da's hands, and a pair of gloves roaring like fierce tigers suddenly appeared on his hands. The collision between the sword and the gloves emitted a metallic clang, and the powerful recoil instantly separated them.

Huang Da shook his slightly numb hands; originally planning to take them by surprise, he didn't expect Su Youyi's fighting style to be so aggressive and fierce, nor could his proud physical power adequately handle her sword.

The White Tiger Envoy had endowed him with these Third Grade Magical Treasure silk gloves made of white jade, which he rarely let be stained with blood. Unexpectedly, they had been nicked the moment they clashed.

Su Youyi, imposing and silent, shifted from extreme stillness to extreme motion in an instant.

Huang Da's aura was as heavy as mountains and oceans, each punch possessing the might to tear apart heaven and earth yet retaining the possibility to retreat at any moment.

He dared not use his full strength, for it would reveal that he still held cards back, making Su Youyi slightly wary.

But once he went all out, if Su Youyi figured out the limit of his capabilities, he had a foreboding that this woman might have a higher threshold than his.

Watching the two intensely fighting, Liang Yi twisted his wrist, and a strange light flashed across the blade of his Yuan Zhou sword.

Suddenly, Huang Da felt as if darkness had descended upon the world, the daylight faded, and this entire area was shrouded under the night sky, twinkling with stars and a bright moon rising!

Behind Liang Yi, six stars lit up in succession, forming a mysterious and unfathomable star map.

Once all six stars were lit, they instantly began to shrink, and as they changed in size, their starlight began to twinkle in the heavens!

When the Southern Dipper's six stars converged on the Yuan Zhou sword, Liang Yi's body seemed to switch between reality and illusion, at times nebulous, at times vivid.

"Gulp..." Huang Da glanced at Liang Yi on the other side and swallowed instinctively; this strike might be even more terrifying than the last! He felt a sudden urge to turn and run.

Meanwhile, on another battlefield, those who were trying to resist desperately, waiting for their eldest brother to come to their rescue, might never get that chance anymore.

The first to fall was Huang Er, who had been deprived of all five senses by Yue Bai. From the beginning until his death, he did not even throw a single punch, and as a Body Cultivator, he probably died with regrets.

After Yue Bai deprived him of his five senses, the flow of time in Huang Er's perception was no longer under his own control, but was completely determined by Yue Bai.

In just a short while, Yue Bai had made Huang Er endure a thousand years of boundless solitude, directly leading him to choose self-destruction of his Divine Soul.

And in the last moment of his life, a smile appeared on Huang Er's face. Because only in the last moment did he regain his five senses, dying without regret.

Following closely in falling was Huang Si, facing Old Man Orange, who bit him in half, yet despite being severed at the waist, he still wrestled with Old Man Orange for a while before being completely annihilated by Old Man Orange's Devouring Spirit Law.

"Burp! I hope this old cat doesn't get a tummy ache, meow?"

Old Man Orange's body slowly shrank back to his cute form, rubbing his stomach with some distress.

As Old Man Orange swallowed his opponent, the Blood True Dragon also roared and turned the poor victim into a sieve, extinguishing all vitality!

"Shoot, I was just getting warmed up!" Liu Rouxin flicked her hair back, retracting her long spear, somewhat bored.

Watching his brothers fall one by one, Huang Er, who was fiercely boxing with Zhou Zuixi, became increasingly anxious, fearing today might be his day of demise.

"It seems your savior probably won't make it..." Zhou Zuixi chuckled, his punches becoming even fiercer, feeling a bit weary himself.

This person would have been a good whetstone if he devoted himself fully, but unfortunately, he had too many distractions.

The thing most taboo for Body Cultivation is having too many distractions; that's why he is fond of Spiritual Wine, because only in a semi-drunken state does distraction minimize, reaching a state of extreme focus.

And a punch devoid of any distraction represents the peak moment for a Body Cultivator.

The Zen sect of Desert North also believes in this principle, but they have their own unique scriptures, which make it easy to reach that state through daily cultivation.

When there are worries and other things in the heart, the speed of punching inevitably slows down.

Zhou Zuixi clenched his fists tightly, with two shimmering True Intent dragons wrapped around his fists, the collective will of a myriad of beings from the Immortal Dynasty of Xuanzhou perfecting this punch, making it seem as though millions were punching alongside Zhou Zuixi.

Huang Er cried and closed his eyes, now merely at the point of a spent force, unable to even defend, let alone stand in place.

"ROAR!!"

With a dragon's roar that shook the heavens, after the twin Golden Dragons spiraled and disappeared, Huang Er was already reduced to ashes.

"This guy is so ruthless, meow..." Old Man Orange clicked his tongue in admiration, hitting someone until not even the slightest residue was left, truly violent.

Zhou Zuixi finished the last drop of wine from his pot, the two circling Golden Dragons also re-entered his body.

The power of this punch was much greater than ever before, largely because he had secretly pondered Liu Rouxin's spirit in her spear, thus greatly enhancing the might of his Imperial Dragon Punch.

"How about over there? It looks like it's about to end too," Zhou Zuixi raised his head and saw Liang Yi similarly swing out his sword.

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