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

Xuan Yi was also speechless: "This sword move is both domineering and exquisite. It is clearly derived from Brother Chen Xuan's swordsmanship, but it also incorporates a bit of the unique agility of a young girl. It is really incredible!"

Xia Jiuyou, Lu Xueqi, and Qiu Zixian exchanged a glance, all seeing deep shock in each other's eyes.

They had the deepest connection with Chen Xuan and knew best that the Extreme Sword Technique was Chen Xuan's core secret technique, the source of his confidence in sweeping away the holy sons of the holy lands of his generation. They never expected that Chen Xuan would pass on such a treasured inheritance to his disciples without reservation.

"This girl's understanding is even deeper than we can see," Qiu Zixian said softly, her tone filled with admiration. "The spirit of this sword strike already possesses seven-tenths of the domineering aura that my husband used to sweep away his contemporaries."

Xia Jiuyou's phoenix eyes were fixed on Jiang Linglong's figure, her heart filled with mixed feelings—she envied Chen Xuan for having such an outstanding disciple, and was also moved by the trust behind the sword move.

Dao Yi, Xuan Yi, and the others stared intently at the sky filled with colorful sword shadows, their eyes burning with desire. If they weren't trying to poach talent from others, they probably would have immediately tried to recruit them.

Amidst the shock, the exquisitely beautiful sword move collided with the Heavenly Net Flying Needle Formation.

Instead of the expected earth-shattering crash, there were only a series of crisp "crackling" sounds, like glass shattering.

The sword light, resembling a peacock spreading its tail, suddenly reversed, tightly enveloping the Heavenly Net Flying Needle Formation. The black and white Daoist auras were utterly powerless before the incomparably sharp sword energy, instantly torn apart and crushed.

Before the thirty-two loose immortals could even scream, eighteen of them were pierced through by the sword light, turning into a cloud of blood mist and dying on the spot. The remaining fourteen were also severely injured, flying backward like kites with broken strings, their auras extremely weak.

The old woman from Phoenix City, who was a third-level Celestial Immortal, was struck head-on by the sword light. A hideous bloody hole was torn open in her chest, and blood gushed out. She staggered back several steps, her face instantly turning ashen, and her aura plummeted.

Jiang Linglong's lips curled into a cold smile. Holding his sword in both hands, he took only one step—his figure moved like a ghost, instantly crossing two layers of broken formations and appearing directly in front of the old woman. His sword strike was so fast that it almost left an afterimage.

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The old woman's pupils constricted sharply, her soul nearly leaving her body. Just as she was about to activate her remaining magic to form a defense, Jiang Linglong's sword had already struck.

She flashed past the old woman, her movements clean and swift, without the slightest hesitation, as if it were just a casual flick of her wrist.

A fine sword mark quietly appeared on the old woman's neck. The next second, her head flew into the air, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Jiang Linglong didn't turn around. He formed a sword finger with his left hand and shouted softly into the void, "Explode!"

The corpse of that third-class celestial being instantly exploded, turning into a sky full of blood mist, and completely dissipated into the void, not even a trace of its remnant soul could escape.

After killing the old woman, Jiang Linglong slowly raised his head, his gaze as cold as a sword as he locked onto the Phoenix City Ancestor.

The old man was already terrified by the sword move he had just witnessed. Now, seeing Jiang Linglong charging towards him, he became even more flustered. He turned and fled frantically toward the warship of the You Ran Divine Dynasty, shouting as he ran, "Senior, save me!"

"If you had obediently handed over my clan's hostages and paid compensation before, this feud could have been resolved." Jiang Linglong was surrounded by a terrifying killing intent and sword aura; his voice was icy cold, like a chilling spring from the depths of hell.

"But you dare to summon powerful reinforcements, intending to suppress my two fellow disciples. Today, it is a fight to the death!"

Before she finished speaking, she flashed several times and caught up with the Phoenix City Ancestor, her sword pointing directly at his vital point in the back.

Upon seeing this, the three third-rank Celestial Immortals from the You Ran Divine Dynasty turned ashen-faced, their eyes filled with a mixture of shame and anger—they had come to stand in and support the situation, and considering Jiang Linglong's young age, they had no intention of actually taking action.

Now, not only have they lost face, but even the Celestial Immortal of Phoenix City has been killed. In addition, Jiang Linglong once publicly humiliated the master of the leading Celestial Immortal. With old and new grudges piled up, the three of them could no longer hold back.

"What a ruthless junior!" The leading Celestial Immortal roared, his aura exploding instantly. He joined forces with the other two Celestial Immortals, their three Celestial Immortal-level magical powers intertwining to form an indestructible barrier of light, like a falling curtain of the sky, blocking Jiang Linglong's path.

"We have spared you because of your youth, but you have pressed your advantage. Today we have no choice but to suppress you as a warning to others!"

Three celestial-level magical pressures swept down, freezing the surrounding void. The three innate magic treasures, each with an extraordinary aura, instantly blocked Jiang Linglong upon being unleashed, and it seemed that Jiang Linglong was about to be suppressed.

However, at this moment,

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At the critical moment, the void at the heart of the battlefield suddenly trembled, and with a casual crack, a handsome young man clad in black armor and wielding a dragon spear, and another stunningly beautiful fairy in white robes, holding a celestial sword in one hand, tore through the void and descended.

"Insolence!" After Han Jiuling appeared, his eyes were like abysses. He spun his dragon spear and sent it flying through the void, *poof poof poof*—

From an extremely long distance, he directly annihilated the remaining dozen or so rogue immortals of the You Ran Divine Dynasty.

Xia Jiuyou's eyes were cold as he slashed at the Phoenix City Ancestor, who dared to collude with the Divine Dynasty, with a sword strike in the void. "When and where has the struggle for Quasi-Saint Cities become so reliant on the external forces of the Divine Dynasty?"

"No...no...no..." As the patriarch of Phoenix City, the old man had naturally seen the portraits of Xia Jiuyou and Han Jiuling, but he never expected that such a disaster would be caught red-handed by the two holy sons.

"We'll never dare to do it again! Spare us..."

Unfortunately, if Xia Jiuyou continues to indulge himself in front of the holy sons and daughters of the eight holy lands, it will inevitably damage the prestige of the Jiuyou Holy Land.

Therefore, this sword strike showed no mercy. The Phoenix City Ancestor, as a second-class Celestial Immortal, was unable to withstand Xia Jiuyou's sword strike, which was locked on from a distance. Even with his life-saving forbidden technique burning, he was unable to stop it and turned into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air.

The battlefield shifted too quickly. Not only were the three Celestial Immortals of the You Ran Divine Dynasty caught off guard, but the patriarchs of various sects watching from the surrounding void, as well as the rogue cultivators, all gaped in astonishment the moment they saw it.

"Yes, it's a high-ranking member of the Nine Netherworld Holy Land!"

"Oh my god, Phoenix City is so unlucky!"

"A Void Realm cultivator, with a single sword strike—just one strike—killed a Second-Rank Celestial Immortal. Is this the terrifying strength of a Holy Land disciple?"