The eldest sister just wanted to give up, while the spirit swords vied to recognize her as their mas

Everyone was horrified, "That sword... is Wuji!"

Ah Zao tore off the human skin mask from her face, and in an instant, her fair and delicate face was revealed.

Yun Fuzhao twirled the Wuji sword, saying, "Everyone, it's been a long time."

Yu Nian'er, who was in the main seat, suddenly stood up.

Meng Ci'er's face darkened. "Yun Fuzhao, you're not dead?"

"How dare this disciple die so easily? The sect leader's head is still waiting for me to collect it."

Sitting next to her, Xie Wan's lips curled up almost imperceptibly. She thought to herself, "This person seems so familiar."

Song Ying and Luo Shang also took off their masks, and Chang Shen, who was sitting over there, looked at the latter's face with a surprised expression.

Meng Ci'er sneered, "Fine, very well! Close the door, and today I will make this traitor die without a burial place!"

He suddenly sprang up, and rolling golden runes appeared in his hand.

Yun Fuzhao was surprised that he hadn't improved at all, still using the same trick over and over again.

Now that she has reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, this thing can no longer harm her.

Meng Ci'er addressed the disciples of the Boundless Sword Sect, saying, "You must immediately kill Yun Fuzhao. As long as you can injure her, I, the sect master, will reward you handsomely!"

Not content with that, he turned to the outer disciples in the corner who were biased towards Yun Fuzhao, "If you can hurt her, I, the sect master, will make an exception and admit you as inner disciples!"

The outer doors, which were originally meant to serve as a backdrop, looked at each other and hesitated for a moment.

Yun Fuzhao had spoken up for them a lot and often gave them guidance in their cultivation.

But now that she's colluding with the demons, she's become the target of everyone's anger. Even if they take action, it wouldn't be considered ungrateful, especially since this is the only chance to enter the inner sect.

In no time, one of the outer disciples drew his sword and attacked her. Once he attacked, another attacked, and soon a large group of them arrived.

Song Ying was furious. "You guys!"

"Don't blame our Senior Sister Yun, it's your fault for colluding with the demons."

“We didn’t want this either. You only lost your life, but we lost our status as inner disciples.”

Yun Fuzhao remained silent; the human heart is the most vulnerable to temptation.

Song Ying gritted her teeth, "Senior Sister Yun, I'll stop them for you."

Luo Shang: "Leave it to us."

Meng Ci'er activated the Thirteen Spells, and the overwhelming pressure descended once more.

The people from Xuantian Sect clearly did not intend to intervene, and immediately erected a barrier around the area.

Yun Fuzhao spread his right foot to shoulder width, and Wuji emitted an excited tremor, with dark blue flames burning all the way to the tip of the sword.

"Void Dragon Roar First Form: Sword Pierces the Sky".

Upon hearing this name, everyone present became restless, especially the people from the Xuantian Sect.

Meng Ci'er disagreed, saying, "It's just a charade."

The "Void-Breaking Dragon Roar" was just a name she gave it to intimidate others. This sword technique is currently in the hands of the Xuan Tian Sect; how could a mere cultivator like her possibly have access to it?

A giant python, several meters tall, suddenly swooped down; this was the tenth of the thirteen spells.

He released Annihilation as soon as he arrived, presumably because he didn't want to get entangled with her.

Hou Feiyu watched with a grin, "Yun Fuzhao is about to be reduced to ashes. This time, no demons will come to save her."

However, the scene that everyone expected did not happen. Instead, Yun Fuzhao swung his sword with overwhelming force, cleaving the giant python in two.

The spinning incantation clattered and fell to the ground.

Meng Ci'er looked utterly astonished. "This is impossible..."

This is the tenth curse; how could she possibly break it so easily!

Yun Fuzhao gave him no chance to react, wielding Wuji and closing in. Meng Cier immediately drew his sword, and in the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of blows.

Chang Shen, who was watching, murmured, "Her cultivation level is definitely not what it appears to be."

Yu Nian'er watched in horror, and couldn't help but feel worried for Meng Ci'er. She bit her lip, and even she couldn't help but show a ferocious expression.

Why does Yun Fuzhao always have to ruin her plans? Why did she die in such a frigid place?

Unlike the last encounter, Yun Fuzhao has clearly made a qualitative leap this time, launching a fierce and intense offensive, like dry tinder burning and bursting forth with intense sparks.

Meng Ci'er's wrist went numb from the shock, and her robes were burned with several holes by the flames on her sword.

Seeing his master at a disadvantage, Hou Feiyu immediately drew his sword and joined the battle, and Yu Nian'er had no choice but to join as well.

However, before the two could get close, they were stopped by Xie Wan.

Hou Feiyu shouted angrily, "Get out of the way! Are you trying to protect a traitor?!"

Xie Wan smiled gently, "What traitor? I only know that she is my friend. When a friend is in trouble, I will naturally help."

“Miss Xie, what you’re doing puts the Lingyue Sect in this situation,” Yu Nian’er gently advised her. “You’ll bring trouble to the sect.”

Xie Wan paused, but did not back down. "This matter has nothing to do with Lingyue Sect; it's my personal fault. If it's investigated, I will take full responsibility."

The Lingyue Sect disciple said worriedly, "Senior Sister Xie, don't do anything foolish!"

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Now that Xie Wan has taken sides, Meng Ci'er naturally doesn't want the Xuantian Sect to stand idly by. After dodging Yun Fuzhao's sword, he looked at Chang Shen and asked, "Is the Xuantian Sect planning to sit idly by? Or is it also trying to protect those who collude with the Demon Clan?"

Colluding with the demons is a serious matter; if their heads were to be confiscated, Chang Shen couldn't sit still any longer.

However, as an elder, he naturally couldn't bring himself to fight Yun Fuzhao, so he said to Wen Yan, "Go and take care of her."

Wen Yan nodded, "Okay."

However, just as he took a step, a white figure flashed past and blocked his way.

"A dog?"

The white dog sat upright in front of Wen Yan, lazily licking its paws.

Someone shouted, "This is Yun Fuzhao's spirit beast!"

Wen Yan didn't take it seriously at all and was about to step over it.

Unexpectedly, the puppy's tail swelled up like a fan, and suddenly it had three more tails.

Everyone was shocked. "What...what is this?"

"A four-tailed dog?"

"I've only ever heard of four-tailed foxes..."

Upon hearing this, everyone had the same thought: Could this really be a four-tailed fox?

Qi Huai flicked his tail. "You think you're worthy to fight her?"

His words, spoken with a chilling undertone, fell like beads, sending shivers down the spines of those who heard them.

Wen Yan couldn't believe it. "How can a spirit pet talk?"

Qi Huai chuckled, "I'm not a spirit pet at all, you idiot."

In the blink of an eye, the spirit beast transformed into an unparalleled beauty, his gaze dismissive, "If you don't want to die, stay put."

Wen Yan had never been mocked like this before, and immediately wanted to fight him.

Chang Shen immediately stopped him, "Wen Yan, calm down, he's a fox."

Meng Ci'er's expression changed repeatedly, her mind was unstable, and she actually let her natal sword slip from her hand.

Yun Fuzhao blinked. "What are you daydreaming about? Be careful you don't lose your head."

Meng Ci'er gritted her teeth, her anger reaching its peak, mixed with a barely perceptible fear.

"Thirteenth Spell: Devour!"

In an instant, the weather changed drastically, the entire space fluctuated violently, the top of the main hall was overturned, and the surrounding objects exploded one by one.

"Yun Fuzhao, prepare to die."