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"Mysterious Cloud Sword Technique, Sword Shadow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of illusory sword shadows appeared out of thin air beside Gu Jun.

Gu Jun took a step forward, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared above the Crimson Winged Python Tiger.

"Gather!"

At his command, hundreds of illusory sword shadows returned to the longsword.

A rich aura of source energy gathered at the blade.

With a single sword strike, a blade of light, condensing hundreds of sword shadows, slashed towards the Crimson Winged Python Tiger with lightning speed.

The distance was too close, and given the enormous size of the Red-winged Python Tiger, there was absolutely no time to dodge.

boom!

With a loud bang, a thin, long gash appeared on the head of the Crimson-Winged Python Tiger, cleaved by the sword blade.

Seeing Gu Jun unleash such a powerful sword technique, Chen Yue couldn't help but speculate.

"The power displayed by Gu Jun's Xuan Yun Sword Technique is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary Xuan-rank techniques; it is most likely a local-rank technique."

"And that sword, it must be no ordinary item either."

"As expected of the Xuan Yun Holy Land, which countless cultivators yearn for, it truly has a profound foundation."

"Roar!"

The Crimson-Winged Python-Tiger let out a miserable cry, flapped its wings, and dragged its weary body away from Gu Jun.

The Crimson-Winged Python-Tiger was panting heavily, its body covered in wounds, and the blood that had flowed out had dried completely.

If it weren't for the burning essence and blood that allowed him to continue, he would have been lying on the ground, barely alive, long ago.

After several rounds of fighting, the Crimson Winged Python Tiger's energy and source power were completely exhausted.

Although it was flapping its giant wings majestically at this moment, it had long lost its former power.

Looking at Chen Yue and Gu Jun in the distance, the fiery eyes that had been burning with passion finally dimmed somewhat.

Gu Jun could tell that the Crimson-Winged Python Tiger was exhausted and nearing its end.

Gu Jun sighed, "So even a powerful spirit beast like you gets tired sometimes."

Thinking of the Crimson-Winged Python Tiger, which fought with increasing ferocity and tireless spirit just a few hours ago.

Now look at him, severely injured, his tail python severed, and on the verge of death.

His disheveled appearance was a stark contrast to his previous domineering demeanor.

"If it weren't for Fellow Daoist Chen Yue's help, this Holy Son would have truly perished here."

"Seeing how miserable you are, I, the Holy Son, will give you a quick death."

"After all, I, the Holy Son, have always been... a good person!"

Gu Jun's eyes were solemn, and his hands holding the sword unconsciously clenched tighter.

"Azure Sword, it's time for you to make your move again."

Gu Jun went all out, emptying his source sea and condensing a large amount of source power at the tip of the Qinghong Sword's blade.

A sword shadow, formed from source energy, stood tens of meters tall and constantly exuded an extremely tyrannical aura.

Chen Yue slowly raised his head and looked at the giant sword shadow behind Gu Jun. A strong sense of crisis surged into his heart, making him feel uneasy.

"This attack must be Gu Jun's full-force strike. Just how strong is it?"

Chen Yue couldn't help but be curious and observed the Red-winged Python Tiger's reaction.

In less than half an hour, the essence and blood within the Crimson Winged Python Tiger's body had been almost entirely burned away.

At this point, they were completely powerless to resist.

He glared warily at the humans ahead, the shadow of the sword filling him with fear.

Completely losing the will to fight, he turned and tried to escape.

"Still trying to run? It's too late."

"Farewell, Crimson-winged Python Tiger."

Gu Jun walked through the air, the Azure Sword in his hand carrying the giant sword shadow, slicing across the neck of the Crimson Winged Python Tiger.

Blood gushed out instantly.

Gu Jun closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to look at the bloody scene.

The Crimson-Winged Python Tiger opened its mouth wide, as if it wanted to roar.

But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't make a sound.

Gu Jun sighed and put away the Qinghong Sword.

The Crimson-Winged Python-Tiger collapsed with a crash, the raging flames that had engulfed its entire body went out, and its eyes returned to their empty sockets.

At this point, all hope was lost.

"Today, by helping a suffering Crimson-winged Python-Tiger find relief, I, the Holy Son, have done another great deed."

"Master said that doing good deeds is beneficial to one's Dao heart and will make cultivation smoother."

In the deepest forest, the Crimson-Winged Python Tiger was killed by Gu Jun.

The tranquility returned, the trees providing ample shade, making it pitch black.

"It's finally over." Chen Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

Ultimately, they underestimated the Crimson Winged Python Tiger. It took Chen Yue and Gu Jun taking turns wearing it down before they finally broke it.

Gu Jun arrived in front of the Crimson Winged Python Tiger's corpse and flicked its abdomen with the Azure Phoenix Sword.

A crimson crystal flew out, about the size of a pebble, and Gu Jun seized the opportunity to catch it.

A wisp of Origin Qi wiped away the bloodstains on the Qinghong Sword, and Gu Jun put it into the scabbard with one hand, placing it at his waist.

"This... could it be the life essence of the Crimson Winged Python Tiger?" Chen Yue frowned slightly, his eyes filled with curiosity, and asked in confusion.

When Gu Jun heard Chen Yue's question, he smiled unconsciously, pretending to be profound and putting on an air of erudition.

“That’s right, Fellow Daoist Chen Yue, this red crystal is the life essence that the Crimson Winged Python Tiger has condensed throughout its life of cultivation.”

"If it weren't for Fellow Daoist Chen Yue risking his life to save me today, I probably wouldn't have seen the sun rise tomorrow."

"So, this is what you deserve."

Gu Jun stopped explaining and directly stuffed his life essence into Chen Yue's hand.

Feeling a burning heat coming from his hands, Chen Yue subconsciously let go of them.

The vital essence fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

When Gu Jun saw this scene, his eyes widened like two big bells.

"Hey! Fellow Daoist Chen Yue, why are you throwing things around like that!"

"The life essence of a fourth-tier spirit beast is extremely rare. If you don't want such a good thing, then give it to this holy son!"

Gu Jun hurriedly bent down and picked up his life essence that had fallen to the ground.

Wipe it carefully and check repeatedly for any cracks.

Only after confirming that it was completely intact could I feel completely at ease.

"Luckily it wasn't broken, otherwise we would have suffered a huge loss."

Chen Yue scratched his head, so embarrassed he almost dug a secret realm out with his foot.

"Gu Jun, I will definitely take it well this time."

Chen Yue reached out to take it, but this time, Gu Jun hesitated for a long time.

Clearly, they were reluctant to leave and didn't want to call out again.

Seeing that he didn't want to give it anymore, Chen Yue didn't stand on ceremony and snatched it away.

"Thank you, Brother Gu!"

Chen Yue's words left Gu Jun speechless, and he could only respond with a smile.

The life essence is something that a spirit beast will form in its body from the moment it begins to cultivate.

The life essence of a first-tier spirit beast is only the size of a grain of rice, and that of a second-tier spirit beast is only the size of a pebble.

The life essence of the fourth-tier spirit beast, the Crimson Winged Python Tiger, was the size of a pebble.

Chen Yue gripped the crimson crystal tightly, within which surged the savage power unique to the Crimson Winged Python Tiger.

Absorb all its power and you'll be able to level up one or two levels without any problem.

Store your vital essence in a storage bag and keep it safe.

Gu Jun said, "Fellow Daoist Chen Yue, since I have given you my life essence, I will take the corpse of the Crimson Winged Python Tiger with me."

Chen Yue nodded, having no objection; the most precious thing had already been taken away.

As for the corpse, it serves little purpose.

Seeing that Chen Yue agreed, Gu Jun lightly flicked the storage bag tucked into his waistband.

Strands of spatial power etherealized the Crimson-Winged Python Tiger's body and dragged it into the storage bag.