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

(The missing image from yesterday has been added to the end of the previous image. Sorry.)

The massive, winding, purple-glowing greatsword collided with the tip of an ordinary divine sword that resembled dust. There was no fluctuation, no release of power; the sword in Chen Xuan's hand simply passed through a stream of seven-colored light and extended into Lu Xueqi's Dharma form greatsword.

Then, a scene that left everyone speechless appeared: the purple lightning giant sword, imbued with immense power, instantly shattered and disappeared.

The divine weapon in her hand, which resembled a divine image, instantly slipped out of her control, and Lu Xueqi was momentarily stunned.

Fortunately, Chen Xuan did not continue to attack; otherwise, the outcome of the battle could have been decided in a single move.

"Whoosh—whoosh whoosh—"

Just as Chen Xuan was about to offer his comments, the surrounding space was instantly filled with ghostly wails and howls, and a tearing sound followed—

Chen Xuan tilted his head slightly, and a pitch-black spatial rift appeared where his head had just been. Then, a huge crescent-shaped scythe radiating deathly aura grazed Chen Xuan's scalp.

"What a tricky and bizarre scythe technique! It first manifests a torn spatial rift, and then the killing weapon appears. Zi Xian, if this move were used against Dao Yi and the others, they wouldn't be able to dodge it."

Chen Xuan smiled slightly, his figure as swift as a willow catkin, swaying left and right. Each time he dodged, a void rift would appear where he did so.

"Very good close-combat skills. No wonder she is a witch who has mastered all three paths of demonic cultivation." Seeing that Qiu Zixian was still unwilling to admit defeat and was still looking for an opportunity, Chen Xuan immediately formed a sword finger with his left hand and drew it in the empty void.

tear-

The void was torn apart, and a huge black demonic shadow rushed out, trying to entangle the void area where Chen Xuan was located.

Chen Xuan naturally gave him no chance, and with one step back, he dodged Qiu Zixian's binding technique.

"You slippery brat, can't you let me ambush you just once? Humph!" The giant demon's shadow spoke in a hoarse voice, as cold as the waters of the deepest abyss, but his tone was full of dissatisfaction.

"Xueqi, it seems we must join forces to reach him," Qiu Zixian said, looking up at Lu Xueqi, whose purple divine sword had been restored in the void.

"Yeah, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to touch him."

After exchanging words, one immediately drove away the purple divine lightning, while the other, enveloped in the eerie wailing aura of ten thousand evil spirits, headed straight for Chen Xuan in the distance.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan roughly understood the limit of a Daoist partner's strength. They're all your own people; you can train them slowly in the future.

"There's plenty of time in the future, so I won't play with you two today."

Chen Xuan smiled as he watched the two men charging towards him, finally unleashing the power he had cultivated over ten thousand years. "Since you want to know my true strength, then watch closely."

After saying that, Chen Xuan brandished his divine sword.

The enormous seven-colored sword light instantly swept past the attacking demonic phantom and the Purple Thunder Immortal King's dharma image like a ripple.

Shila-

After the sword light grazed her body, Lu Xueqi's Purple Light Immortal King Dharma Image could not be maintained for the lower half of her body for a moment, and then completely dissipated. With half of the Dharma Image scattered, her upper body naturally could not be maintained either, and Lu Xueqi was defeated.

The demonic phantom that charged forward was grazed past Chen Xuan's seven-colored sword light at the waist and abdomen. The viscous three-colored black mist rippled in waves, seemingly trying to resist. However, as a large amount of the three-colored mist dissipated and turned into nothingness, the demonic phantom also disappeared and reassembled to reveal Qiu Zixian's true form.

“This…this sword strike!” Lu Xueqi stared blankly into the void, carefully sensing the sword strike she had just received.

Qiu Zixian bowed slightly, clutching her chest as she looked at Chen Xuan, "The feeling in that instant... I felt as if my body and mind had been split in two by a sword, but that's not right?"

The two then looked at Chen Xuan, who had already sheathed his divine sword in the distance.

Chen Xuan knew the two would definitely press for answers, and with a blink of his eyes, a ripple enveloped the entire inner world of the Northern Underworld.

The wind stopped, and even the waterfalls flowing down the mountainside below seemed to stop, while the birds in the sky still spread their wings and looked down to search for insects.