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

"W-what? This is impossible?"

The cultivator from Evil Dragon Mountain stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief. He stared intently at Chen Xuan's face, as if trying to remember this suddenly appearing enemy.

However, he only had time to utter a cry of despair before he fell straight to the ground and died.

"Divine Demon Body Refinement?" Chen Xuan frowned slightly, withdrew his sword finger, and looked at the fallen cultivator. He saw that the piercing wound between the eyebrows was slowly healing under the influence of a viscous, water-like divine power. Seeing this, Chen Xuan smiled coldly and silently chanted, "Water and Fire Lotus, strangle him!"

In the blink of an eye, such a horrifying scene unfolded. As Chen Xuan unleashed the Water-Fire Lotus Technique, relentlessly slaying the cultivator whose brow had been pierced, the remaining three cultivators and the Evil Dragon fellow disciple, who had been resting with his eyes closed, could no longer remain seated.

"what!"

"How dare you kill my junior brother!"

The three Evil Dragon Mountain disciples who were sitting cross-legged at the checkpoint suddenly flew into a rage, quickly taking out their respective divine weapons and magic treasures, and launching a frenzied attack on Chen Xuan without hesitation.

In an instant, the light of the magical artifacts shone brightly, and the light of various spells intertwined, enveloping Chen Xuan.

"Shameless scoundrel! Do you really think we rogue cultivators are ants to be slaughtered?"

"If they dare to make a move, we'll unite and fight them!"

The rogue cultivators who weren't directly involved in the battle were utterly enraged by this sight. Their eyes burned with fury, and they gripped their weapons tightly, ready to fight the cultivators of Tianlong County to the death. The entire scene instantly became tense, on the verge of exploding.

Seeing the hundreds of rogue cultivators radiating murderous intent, like a surging tide that could engulf them at any moment, the young master of the Dragon Hunter Clan was alarmed. He quickly stepped forward to stop the three Evil Dragon Mountain disciples who were about to intervene, and said anxiously, "Fellow Daoists, there is no need to worry. We have already discussed this, and everything will proceed according to plan."

Seeing the hundreds of rogue cultivators' angry expressions, the three disciples of Evil Dragon Mountain felt resentful, but under the persuasion of the young master of the Dragon Hunting Clan and due to the tense situation, they barely suppressed their anger and gave the young master of the Dragon Hunting Clan face.

Although the situation outside the arena was as tense as a powder keg about to explode, the three remaining Tianlong County cultivators inside the arena gave Chen Xuan no chance to catch his breath.

Seeing their teammate fall to the ground, his divine power being constantly consumed and eroded by the lotus magic, they were immediately filled with anxiety and unleashed their trump cards in an attempt to turn the tide.

"Oh?" Chen Xuan moved with agility, like a ghost, effortlessly dodging the three's attacks time and time again. A cold smile played on his lips as he mocked, "You're thinking of quickly eliminating me to save that fallen demon cultivator?" Chen Xuan smiled coldly, a resolute glint in his eyes. "Your plan is quite clever, but how could I let you succeed? Today, all cultivators in Tianlong County will die!"

"Minor Thousand Sword Formation!" Chen Xuan shouted, and with his command, a whoosh—a full eighty top-grade Earth-rank flying swords roared out from his body. These flying swords flashed with a cold light, rapidly arranging and combining in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the first layer of the Minor Thousand Sword Formation was successfully set up.

The eighty top-grade Earth-rank flying swords alone exuded a powerful aura, like a surging wave, sweeping across the entire area and causing everyone present to gasp in shock and awe.

Meanwhile, the three Tianlong County cultivators who had already reached Chen Xuan's side were also terrified, their faces turning pale and secretly gasping for breath.

However, at this point, the two sides were already extremely close, and even if they wanted to retreat, it was too late. They could only grit their teeth and attack.

To deal with these opponents, Chen Xuan didn't even need to activate a sword formation or gather sword light. He only needed to use his weapon control technique; with a thought, he could directly control his flying swords to crush the three of them like a storm.