System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

They knew best what bad things they had done over the years, and they thought Chen Xuan and Zhan Xin had come specifically to arrest them, so they were filled with fear.

The effeminate youth who was impersonating the Heavenly Blade Master only glanced briefly before rapidly forming a special hand seal, obscure and incomprehensible runes flowing from his fingertips. Then, his left hand turned pitch black, and a nauseating, rotten stench wafted out, making one want to vomit.

Three purple talismans appeared in the palm of the effeminate young man. His eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion. Before the three members of the Yan family could react, he flashed forward like a black lightning bolt, rushing behind them and delivering a fatal blow to each of them from behind, instantly piercing the hearts of Yan Qi, Yan Bu, and Yan Gong.

"Puppet Soul Control Technique!" the effeminate young man shouted, bright red blood slowly flowing from his nostrils. Clearly, the sudden use of this secret technique to forcibly control another person's body had put a great strain on his body, making him appear somewhat weak.

The three members of the Yan family originally wanted to approach their master for protection, but unexpectedly, they were pierced through the back by someone, and their lives ended instantly.

Subsequently, they lost control of their bodies. Under the control of the purple talisman, they instantly activated multiple forbidden techniques without hesitation, attacking Chen Xuan and Zhan Xin like a group of crazed wild beasts.

"Disciple, you did well." Seeing his disciple's decisiveness, Master Tiandao's eyes flashed with admiration. He took out his personal magic weapon, a sword array that emitted a purple light, with faint runes flickering, seemingly containing boundless power. He stared at Chen Xuan and his companion without emotion, his eyes filled with vigilance.

“Master, I never expected this to happen. If I had investigated earlier, I wouldn’t have put you in danger.”

However, before the disciple could finish speaking, the Heavenly Blade himself, with an extremely gloomy expression, secretly formed a hand seal behind his back. The seal resembled a black venomous snake, slithering across his fingertips.

Before his disciple could react, he struck him between the eyebrows with lightning speed, so fast that the disciple had no time to react.

"Ah! Master, I, I am Yun'er, Master, I was wrong, please forgive me!" The young man's brow was pierced by the Heavenly Blade Master, and he seemed to be suffering endless pain. His whole body trembled violently, like a leaf in the wind, and he kept wailing. His voice was full of fear and despair.

"Good disciple, you must fight to the death to carve out a way out for your master." Tian Dao Zhenren's eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion. "I will not let down the kindness of your master in teaching and raising you."

"Master, no, no, Master, I want to live!"

"Ah..." The effeminate young man's features were distorted, as if he were constantly enduring the torment of purgatory. His voice was extremely shrill, echoing in the silent hall and sending chills down one's spine.

From tearing out the young man's heart from behind and turning the Yan family father and son into puppets who only knew how to kill, to being controlled by the methods that his master, Heavenly Blade Master, had already planted on him, this series of changes all happened in the blink of an eye, leaving Chen Xuan and Zhan Xin dumbfounded and gaining a deeper understanding of Heavenly Blade Master's ruthlessness.

"Interesting. Cautious and ruthless. To save his own life, he didn't hesitate to set up methods on his disciple early on, just so that he could create a sliver of hope for you when you're in dire straits, right?"

The saying goes, "Without comparison, there is no harm."

The thought of his master, Immortal Thousand Paths, teaching him like an elder to a junior, his deep worries and anxieties before descending the mountain, yet his longing for his disciple to truly grow and become a capable cultivator, made Chen Xuan feel utterly disgusted by the scene before him.

Although Zhanxin's master taught him to have some personality flaws and extremes, he truly treated Zhanxin as his own son.

Therefore, seeing the master scheming to survive and making his disciple risk his life to create a chance for escape, also reflects the intense killing intent in each of their hearts.

Chen Xuan presided over the Void-Locking Array, which emitted a soft light and whose runes flickered, like an invisible net enveloping the entire area. He constantly observed the twelve Myriad Manifestation Realm warriors who had rushed close outside, his eyes filled with vigilance.

"Zhanxin, within eight breaths, are you confident you can sweep away these scum and take Tiandao's head?" Chen Xuan looked at Zhanxin with a half-smile, his smile carrying a hint of provocation.

"Hmph, leave it to me." Zhan Xin's eyes were as cold as frost, and the sword intent on his body surged instantly, like a surging tide, making people shudder.

At this moment, the Yan father and son, who had activated multiple forbidden techniques and rushed forward regardless of everything, clearly had endless fear and struggle in their eyes. However, under the control of the Heart Purple Talisman, their bodies began to swell as they rushed forward, as if they were about to explode at any moment.

"Activating multiple forbidden techniques, intending to trigger the self-destruction of the Purple Talisman Lake's spiritual energy?"

"Unfortunately, your cultivation levels are too low." Zhan Xin had been holding back against the Yan family father and son for a long time. Seeing the three of them rushing over recklessly, intending to self-destruct, he also drew a flying sword in his hand. The flying sword exuded a chilling aura, as if it could freeze time and space.

Instantly, a bone-chilling sword intent burst forth, permeating the air as if it were a tangible substance.

Chen Xuan glanced at it and immediately drew a jade sword, its surface warm and smooth, radiating a soft light. *Whoosh—*

A pair of lightning-fast wings sprouted from his back, shimmering with a blue light as dazzling as lightning. Whoosh—

With a flap of his wings, Chen Xuan appeared in the sky above the inner city of Yancheng, facing the overwhelming force of twelve Myriad Manifestations Realm warriors from the Lielong Clan and Tianxuan Clan.

At this moment, the warships of the two tribes were already a hundred miles away from Yancheng, and the wrinkles on each other's faces could be seen with the naked eye. On the warships, the flags fluttered, and the totems on them seemed to come alive, exuding an aura of majesty.

Chen Xuan smiled coldly, just about to put on his imperial disguise as a God-Slaying Guard, when at this moment...

Boom, boom, boom——

Three deafening explosions rang out.

The three Purple Mansion Lakes accumulated energy and exploded wildly; how terrifying was that power? The magnificent Yan Clan Palace below collapsed instantly amidst the explosion, turning into ruins.

The shockwave from the explosion alone caused countless deaths and injuries to the Yan clan members stationed outside the clan hall below. Cries of agony and shouts rose and fell, echoing through the sky.

"Heavenly Blade Formation! Block them!"

Driven by rage, Zhan Xin attacked. Tian Dao's personal disciple, despite his frenzied desire to perish alongside Zhan Xin, was cleaved in two by Zhan Xin's all-out sword strike, blood splattering everywhere. Although both were at the Myriad Manifestations Realm, the difference in their comprehension of the realms was too great; Zhan Xin's strength was clearly superior.

Even Zhan Xin was called a genius by Chen Xuan, so you can imagine how prestigious that title is.

At this moment, two streaks of light shot out from the ruined clan hall; it was Zhan Xin and Tian Dao Zhenren, who had already unleashed forbidden techniques in their battle. Their figures intertwined in the air, like two giant dragons fighting in the sky, the fierce battle causing the air to tremble.

Chen Xuan merely glanced at it before focusing all his attention on the warship docked in the void ahead, and the twelve Myriad Manifestations Realm cultivators arrayed in formation.

"To engage in a chase between people of the same cultivation level, I must say, I have to admire the confidence of these two tribes."