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

Eight breaths is but a fleeting, insignificant moment for ordinary people.

However, in the fierce battles between cultivators, where life and death are decided in an instant, these eight breaths are of paramount importance, even enough to determine life and death in a split second.

The vast Qingtian Prefecture is home to numerous sects, tribes, and cults, scattered like stars across the night sky. Among these many forces, the Tiandi Taiqing Palace has managed to maintain its position as the second-best sect in the first tier for tens of thousands of years. This is not due to the ethereal beauty of its female disciples, but rather to its solid and formidable strength.

Chen Xuan stood a thousand meters in the air, his clothes fluttering, his hands behind his back, exuding a calm and composed demeanor.

While he was focused on maintaining the top-grade Earth-rank Sky-Locking Array, whose light flowed and runes flickered, radiating a mysterious and powerful force, he was also watching with great interest the two teams below that had formed two completely different battle formations.

His eyes were sharp as an eagle's, as if they could see through the other person's every intention.

The battle below was one-sided, and Tian Dao Zhenren seemed to clearly realize that he was doomed. In order to fight for a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation, he made a desperate gamble, activating three forbidden techniques in succession.

In an instant, his aura surged, and a chilling pressure spread out. However, even so, his strength was only barely enough to contend with Zhan Xin.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Tian Dao Zhenren was forced to retreat step by step by Zhan Xin's sharp, lightning-fast, and unpredictable swordsmanship, his face full of madness.

He repeatedly threw out powerful, one-time-use talismans, which flashed with eerie light in the air and whistled through the sky; there were also various precious magical treasures, emitting strange luster, trying to block the Heart-Slaying attack; he even went so far as to use poisons, which emitted a nauseating odor and permeated the air.

At the same time, he desperately tried to widen the distance between himself and Zhanxin, attempting to find an opportunity to counterattack.

Unfortunately, the talismans he threw out were nothing more than trivial tricks in Zhan Xin's eyes.

With a gentle wave of his flying sword, Zhan Xin unleashed a powerful sword intent that surged forth like a tidal wave, easily dissolving the power of the Dao talisman into nothingness.

At this moment, two battle formations flew out of the warships in the sky, like two huge dark clouds, and rushed towards Yancheng with overwhelming force.

Within that battle formation, the cultivators were arranged in neat rows, emanating a powerful aura. Their coordination was seamless, as if they were one.

Ever since Zhan Xin had decided in her heart that Chen Xuan was her future Daoist partner, she had paid extra attention to him. She keenly sensed that the situation on Chen Xuan's side was not good, and a resolute look flashed in her eyes. She no longer held back.

She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly, and a dazzling blue light suddenly appeared in her eyes, like a cold star flashing.

Then, she slowly raised the magical flying sword in her hand with one hand. The flying sword gleamed with a cold light under the sunlight. She whispered, "Heart-Slaying Sword Technique, Aurora."

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As the shout subsided, a blinding, dazzling light, too bright to look at directly, shot out from the earth and swept across the sky like lightning.

The light was so intense that even with the eyesight of a cultivator far surpassing that of ordinary people, Chen Xuan might not have been able to see the terrifying power of this sword strike if he hadn't possessed divine sense.

Chen Xuan couldn't help but turn his head, and through his divine sense, he narrowly captured that breathtaking scene: the flying sword in Zhan Xin's hand was like a black lightning bolt, shattering Tian Dao Zhenren's magic weapon, and then the sword blade sliced ​​across Tian Dao Zhenren's neck.