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

Hei Song roared furiously, like a raging god or demon, and once again transformed into a streak of crimson light, hurtling towards Chen Xuan like an arrow released from a bow.

For the first time, Chen Xuan simultaneously unleashed the Dao Domain of the Dao of Lightning and the Great Dao of the Dao of the Sword. The two merged together, like two surging torrents converging. Instantly, a flood of insights rushed into his mind, immersing him in the vast ocean of enlightenment.

However, just as he was immersed in enlightenment, an angry shout came from not far away, like a thunderclap, abruptly interrupting Chen Xuan's state of enlightenment.

Chen Xuan frowned slightly and slowly opened his eyes. As soon as his abyss-like pupils opened, arcs of lightning flashed across them. Although Hei Song's movement speed had reached its limit, in Chen Xuan's eyes, it was as if the speed was in slow motion.

"In my current state, I could kill you with a single sword strike."

At this moment, Chen Xuan stood in mid-air, his white hair fluttering in the wind, like an immortal descending to earth. His eyes were like a deep abyss. Although the Jade Dragon Slash was not raised, it seemed to sense the enemy's provocation and was now rapidly shaking its blade, as if urging its hateful master Chen Xuan to quickly take it and kill the enemy.

"Arrogant brat, you think you can win without a fight? Absolutely not!" Hei Song was now cornered by Chen Xuan, with no way out.

If he surrendered without a fight, Hei Song would never have the face to return to the sect again, and would surely become the laughingstock of the third generation of Cangyun Ridge disciples. In this world of cultivators where face is more important than life, one's public image is paramount. Under these circumstances, how could Hei Song possibly back down?

"Die!" Hei Song soared high into the air, his enormous fist swelling once more, resembling a towering, blood-red mountain, carrying a world-destroying force as it hurtled directly towards Chen Xuan.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan shook his head slightly, "You don't even know about the Dao Domain in the Daoist realm. It seems you are definitely not a core third-generation disciple of Cangyun Ridge."

"If that's the case, then I'll make you submit wholeheartedly." As soon as Chen Xuan finished speaking, he slowly raised the Jade Dragon Slash from his right hand, which was hanging down, and thrust it forward as swiftly as lightning towards the huge fist that was already crashing down in front of him.

As Chen Xuan moved, the lightning domain within a ten-zhang radius around him instantly went berserk, churning and surging like a raging sea. All the pervasive arcs of lightning, like countless angry dragons, swept towards Hei Song.

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This sword strike embodies Chen Xuan's supreme understanding of the way of lightning and his profound insights into the great way of the sword.

This sword strike was unstoppable, like a dazzling pillar of light, directly impacting Hei Song's fist.

Hei Song, who had unleashed the Law of Heaven and Earth, possessed a physical body as hard as some low-grade magical artifacts. However, the moment his earth-shattering fist touched Chen Xuan's sword light, the fist was as fragile as tofu, and was directly pierced by the beam of sword light.

Then, the blinding beam of light continued its relentless speed, piercing Hei Song's heart once more before finally striking the ground below. The ground was instantly blasted into a huge crater, as if struck by a meteorite.

Jade Dragon Slash maintained its forward thrusting motion, leaving Chen Xuan unharmed. In contrast, Hei Song, who was right next to him, rapidly shrank his massive, mountain-like fist, returning to normal human size in the blink of an eye.

Without the fist blocking his view, Chen Xuan could see Hei Song.

At this moment, Hei Song's eyes returned to their normal color. His eyes were wide open, filled with confusion, and he kept spitting out gushes of blood. Moving his gaze downwards, one could see a bowl-sized, penetrating wound in his left chest, near his heart. From the front, one could even see the writhing flesh, and a large amount of thick, crimson blood gushed out like a flood.

Hei Song looked at Chen Xuan, his eyes filled with disbelief. Clearly, although he had not cultivated to the level of the Dao, he had heard his elders in the sect mention it.

"Yes, the Dao, the Dao Realm..." With his physical body so severely injured, Hei Song no longer had the power to fly. After saying this, he crashed heavily to the ground below like a falling meteor.

"Junior Brother Hei Song!"

"Senior Brother Hei Song!!"

……

Hei Song's sudden defeat was like a nightmare that had just ended. Led by Zi Yu, the disciples of Cangyun Ridge rushed into the arena like arrows released from a bow.

As they rushed forward, all the Cangyun Ridge disciples, including Ziyu, Ziyun, and Qingyue, looked at Chen Xuan with fear in their eyes.

The disciples of Cangyun Ridge rushed to the spot where Hei Song had fallen, their faces filled with fear.

Without a word, Ziyu produced an exquisite wooden box in the back of his hand.

The wooden box was exquisitely crafted, clearly a product of extraordinary craftsmanship. Ziyu quickly opened the delicate wooden box, and as soon as it was opened, a refreshing medicinal fragrance instantly filled the air. Inside lay a milky-white pill emitting a hazy glow.

Judging from Ziyu's expression, this pill must be an extremely important part of his family's wealth, a sacred medicine for saving lives and healing injuries. But the situation was critical at this moment, and Ziyu couldn't care less about anything else. He gritted his teeth and fed the pill to Hei Song.

A shocking scene unfolded: within just a few breaths of taking the milky-white pill, the bowl-sized piercing wound in Hei Song's heart healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the wound not only scabbed over but also revealed new flesh.

"Junior Brother Hei Song, how are you?" Zi Yu helped Hei Song up from the ground.

At this moment, Hei Song's face was as pale as paper, as if all the blood in his body had been drained, which was extremely terrifying.

As Hei Song was helped up, he slowly looked up at Chen Xuan and said weakly, "Thank you for sparing my life, fellow Daoist." Chen Xuan did not speak, but simply held his sword and looked down at everyone, his expression as calm as still water.

"Junior Brother Ziyu, what exactly happened? What was that sword strike?" Even though Ziyu was about to enter the Myriad Manifestations Realm, he had never fought against a powerhouse with the Dao Domain Realm, let alone recognized the Dao Domain Realm that Chen Xuan had used at a glance.

Faced with Ziyu's question and the doubts of his fellow disciples.

Ziyu smiled bitterly and looked up at Chen Xuan, saying, "At such a young age, he is only twenty years old and his strength is only at the Innate Realm. However, he has a powerful demon with the bloodline of a Myriad Manifestations Realm divine beast willingly following him..." As Hei Song spoke, his eyes were filled with endless envy and longing.

"The Dao Realm, which is what our elders often refer to as the Dao Domain... Even the three great ancestors of Cangyun Ridge only reached this Dao Realm." Hei Song carefully recalled Chen Xuan's previous sword strike and said with a wry smile.

"Faced with that sword, I felt as weak as an ant. If it weren't for the fact that I cultivate the Divine Demon Body Refinement Path and have reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, which allows me to regenerate severed arms, then this sword would have pierced my heart, and no amount of elixirs or spiritual medicine could have restored me." Although Hei Song spoke calmly, Zi Yu and the other Cangyun Ridge disciples trembled all over upon hearing this, like leaves falling from a leaf.

The Dao, the realm of the Dao?

The reason why Yuan Shen Dao Ren is called Dao Ren is because most of them have entered the Dao Domain level, which is why they can occupy a vast territory, establish a sect, and become an ancestor.

This young man named Beiming, in his innate realm, was already comparable to the three primordial spirit ancestors of his own sect in terms of the Dao.

“This…?”