Immortals Step into Heaven

Her hands danced rapidly in front of her chest, forming a series of complex hand seals and muttering something. As she unleashed the incantation, the surrounding water vapor began to rapidly gather, forming giant water spheres. Under her control, the spheres whizzed towards Zhang Xueyue like cannonballs. Zhang Xueyue didn't dare underestimate them. She took a deep breath, mobilized the remaining spiritual energy within her, and recalled her flying sword, causing it to spin rapidly in front of her, forming a powerful vortex of spiritual energy, attempting to dissolve the water spheres one by one.

However, Shui Yinyin's attacks were continuous, with water balls constantly coming from all directions. Zhang Xueyue gradually became powerless. The parts of her body that were hit by the water balls felt severe pain, her clothes were soaked, and her movements became slower and slower.

The battle between Tang Shishan and the middle-aged man reached a fever pitch. Tang Shishan unleashed the sixth of his Eighteen Mountain-Breaking Axes, slicing through six blades. Wherever the blades passed, space cracked like a shattered mirror, and a powerful force surged toward the middle-aged man. With a roar, the middle-aged man raised his sledgehammer high, its blade radiating a dazzling golden light as he met Tang Shishan's attack.

The two collided, unleashing a deafening roar. Light instantly enveloped both men. When the light faded, the middle-aged man's clothes were tattered, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes remained fierce. Tang Shishan was also seriously injured, spitting out blood, his breathing disordered, and his steps staggering.

Liu Pingping's flaming red whip and the thin young man's dagger were in a stalemate. Although the thin young man's dagger was burned red by the flames, he relied on his tenacious perseverance and strange body movements to avoid being hit by the red whip.

Liu Pingping's spiritual power was constantly depleting. She knew that if she didn't win quickly, the consequences would be disastrous. So, she came up with a plan. She suddenly pretended to be exhausted, and the red whip's flames instantly weakened. Seeing this, the thin young man saw an opportunity and rushed towards Liu Pingping.

Liu Pingping's lips curled up slightly. Just as the frail young man approached, she lashed out with her red whip, and a stream of spiritual energy, veiled in flames, shot out like an arrow, hurtling straight at the frail young man. The frail young man's eyes widened in horror, and he tried to dodge, but it was too late. The spiritual energy hit him hard in the chest, sending him flying like a kite with its string cut. He fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood, and his dagger flew out of his hand.

As Xu Wen struggled to hold on, an idea suddenly struck him. He recalled a formation he'd seen in the ancient texts of the Danqing Sect. While he couldn't deploy the entire formation at the moment, he could draw on its principles to address the current crisis. He quickly adjusted the position of his flying sword, aligning it with a specific trajectory. He also placed the remaining talismans in different locations, creating a simple spiritual energy circulation system.

When the sword shadow struck again, part of it was blocked by the flying sword, while the rest was absorbed by the vortex of spiritual energy guided by the talisman, thus averting the crisis. Shui Changyun was shocked and angry when he saw that his unique move was broken by Xu Wen. He had not expected Xu Wen to be so clever. ...

Shui Changyun's eyes burned red, like an enraged beast. He no longer held back, pouring all his spiritual energy into the great flying sword. The sword instantly expanded several times its size, and runes shimmered on its blade, a radiance so blinding that it was impossible to gaze directly at it. He roared, "Sword shatters the heavens!" With devastating force, the great flying sword slashed straight down towards Xu Wen. Wherever it passed, a deep black rift tore through space, and a powerful suction emanated from it, sucking in the surrounding debris and vegetation.

Xu Wen felt the aura of death bearing down on him, his heart trembling, but his gaze remained resolute, showing no sign of retreat. He quickly pulled a long-treasured pill from his storage bag and swallowed it. The pill melted in his mouth, and a surge of spiritual energy instantly spread through his body, repairing his damaged meridians and simultaneously increasing his spiritual power limit. Xu Wen quickly formed hand seals, channeling all his spiritual energy into his flying sword, chanting, "Danqing Sword Controlling Technique: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!" Instantly, his flying sword split into countless smaller ones, which spun around him at high speed, forming a massive sword wheel. Light shimmered from the sword wheel, and it collided head-on with Shui Changyun's "Sword Breaking the Sky."

In an instant, the sky and earth changed color, and light and a resounding roar filled the entire space. The immense force of the impact spread outward, shearing off nearby peaks and carving deep gullies into the ground. Xu Wen was thrown back repeatedly, blood spurting from his mouth, but his gaze remained fixed fixed on the front. Shui Changyun was also in pain; the recoil sent his blood churning and his body reeling.

At this moment, Zhang Xueyue seized the moment when Shui Yinyin's spiritual energy was weakening, forcibly drawing on it. The flying sword in her hand shone brightly. She cried out, "A Thousand Miles of Ice!" A surge of frigid spiritual energy emanated from the flying sword, sweeping towards Shui Yinyin. The water vapor surrounding her instantly froze, forming massive ice spikes that pierced her like blades. Shui Yinyin remained calm as she cast a defensive spell. The powerful attack was outmatched by the water wall. The ice spikes were blocked by the water wall, and Shui Yinyin was pushed back several steps.

After a brief respite, Tang Shishan and the middle-aged man charged at each other again. Though wounded, Tang Shishan's momentum remained undimmed. He brandished his axe, shouting, "Even if I die fighting today, I will never allow the Tianshui Sect to succeed!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "You're courting death!" The two engaged once more, axes and hammers clashing, sparks flying, and each collision surging with spiritual energy.

After Liu Pingping dealt with the frail young man, she quickly flew toward Xu Wen, ready to support him in his fight against Shui Changyun. She swung her red whip through the air, leaving streaks of flame. Arriving just in time to witness Xu Wen and Shui Changyun's clash, she unhesitatingly lashed out at him. The flames from the whip burned even more fiercely in the air, forming a massive fiery snake that pounced on him.

Shui Changyun sensed Liu Pingping's attack coming from the side, but he was too busy sparring with Xu Wen to evade it. He forcibly twisted his sword, diverting some of his spiritual energy to block the flaming red whip. With a bang, the red whip collided with the side of the flying sword, sending up a shower of brilliant spiritual energy sparks. The impact sent Shui Changyun careening sideways several steps, his spiritual energy turbulent.

Xu Wen took the opportunity to adjust his state. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and reorganized his chaotic spiritual energy. Then, he quickly changed the spell with his hands again: "Sword Control Technique: Sword Shadow Condensation!" The countless small flying swords surrounding him began to merge, gradually forming a huge sword shadow giant.