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"Just as I was about to kill him, I vaguely heard a cold snort, and then the space suddenly shattered, which startled me so much that I quickly retreated!"

"By the time the space was restored, Fan Debiao and his wife were nowhere to be seen on the field!"

Dongfang Yao took a deep breath, and the memory of that scene still made him tremble with fear.

"Sect Master, you have such good foresight, knowing in advance that Fan Debiao could awaken his own bloodline!"

"Alas! It is true that I was senile, but I have no regrets in order to save my poor grandson! Although you may not believe it, Sect Master, I advise you to surrender to the Demon Clan as soon as possible!"

"Oh? Why does the Grand Elder say that? The Demon Clan has been making some moves lately, but there's no need to be so self-deprecating, is there?" Shen Youtu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Alas! You don't know! A king has secretly emerged among the demons. Although he hasn't surfaced yet, I've only heard rumors that he possesses the power to devour..."

Halfway through his sentence, with a "poof," a mouthful of blood spurted from the Grand Elder's mouth. He turned around in disbelief to look at Dongfang Sheng, who had been protecting him from behind.

"you you……"

"Hmph! How dare you reveal the secrets of the Holy Lord! You're really asking for trouble! If it weren't for the Holy Lord's help, I would have died in my infancy long ago. You really don't know how to be grateful!"

Dongfang Sheng's face was contorted with rage, and his body was surging with demonic energy, clearly indicating that he was even more deeply afflicted by demons than Dongfang Yao!

"What a tragedy! What a tragedy! I deserve to die!" Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Dongfang Yao fell straight down.

Nevertheless, his gaze remained fixed on Dongfang Sheng, whose demonic energy was rampant, his eyes filled with resentment.

"You bastard! You deserve to die!" Shen Youtu shouted, and was about to step forward to capture Dongfang Sheng.

"Wait, let Fan Tong make his move!" Feng Qingyang waved his hand, stopping Shen Youtu's actions, and turned to look at Fan Tong. "You can fight with confidence, use all your martial arts skills, even go all out!"

"Yes, Sect Master!" Fan Tong found it amusing; even the demon-possessed Dongfang Sheng was only at the fifth level of the Profound Spirit Realm.

"Sect Master, can this kid handle Dongfang Sheng, who is at the fourth level of the Heavenly Realm? No matter what, Dongfang Sheng has received the sect's special attention and cultivation, but Fan Tong doesn't even know how to fly!" Shen Youtu muttered with some worry.

"Junior brother, you're underestimating this kid! To reach the fifth level of the Profound Spirit Realm in such a short time, dealing with a demon who barely makes it to the same level shouldn't be a problem!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Youtu examined the situation carefully, then uttered a curse before falling silent.

Just as Feng Qingyang and Fan Tong were talking, Fan Tong came up to Dongfang Sheng. Before he could speak, Dongfang Sheng suddenly opened his mouth.

"Those two have really treated me well. Knowing I was going to die, they actually sent you here to accompany me on my journey!"

"Hehehe! Don't worry, my sword is very fast. Just bear with it, it'll be quick!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed his sword and rushed to Fan Tong's side.

With a thought, Fan Tong summoned the Taiyi Ancient Sword in his hand, its blade gleaming with a cold light, like a dazzling, cold star.

Facing Dongfang Sheng, who pounced on him like a vicious wolf with overwhelming momentum.

His gaze was firm, and with a swing of the Taiyi Ancient Sword in his hand, he steadily blocked Dongfang Sheng's fierce attack.

With a loud "clang," sparks flew everywhere, and the powerful impact made the surrounding air tremble.

Without pausing, Fan Tong immediately unleashed the Seventy-Two Basic Sword Techniques. His movements were as swift as the wind, his sword as fluid as a dragon, and his thrusts, slashes, cuts, parries, and flicks flowed continuously towards Dongfang Sheng.

Each move was imbued with sharp sword energy, tearing through the void and emitting a piercing whistling sound.

At first, Dongfang Sheng was able to barely parry, but as Fan Tong's attacks became increasingly rapid, he gradually became flustered and exhausted.

The face that had been so confident due to the amplification of demonic energy was now filled with panic.

"Damn it! What kind of monster are you? How could your cultivation level have improved again?" Terrified, Dongfang Sheng couldn't help but shout angrily!

"Hmph, you think you can contend with me with this mere demonic energy? I'm not even afraid of that old demon, why would I care about you?"

Fan Tong calmly said something, and then his swordplay became even more powerful.

Each of his attacks precisely targeted Dongfang Sheng's weaknesses, making them impossible for him to defend against.

Dongfang Sheng was overwhelmed and in a sorry state. Even with the amplification of demonic energy, he was still like a child being toyed with in front of Fan Tong, completely powerless to fight back.

"It's over!" A cold glint flashed in Fan Tong's eyes, and the Taiyi Ancient Sword erupted with a powerful force, its light shining brightly.

He thrust forward suddenly, his sword as fast as lightning, instantly piercing through Dongfang Sheng's defenses.

"I...I'm not reconciled..."

Dongfang Sheng's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. After uttering his last words, his body slowly collapsed.

"You little brat, come here right now." Before Fan Tong could even sheathe the Taiyi Ancient Sword, Shen Youtu's voice rang out.

"Sect Master, I don't know how I angered you?" Fan Tong asked, puzzled, looking at Shen You, who was somewhat furious.

"Hmph! The sect leader told you to use all your martial arts skills, and you're just trying to fool us with basic sword moves? Or are you implying that you haven't received proper training from our Fengqing Sect?"

"Oh dear! You've wronged me. It's just the fifth level of the Heavenly Realm. Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"

"Besides, how could I not know after all these years? If it weren't for the sect leader and you secretly protecting me, I would probably have been completely silenced by the Grand Elder and the others long ago!"

Fan Tong quickly explained, and also revealed his long-held suspicions.

"Hmph! You've got some conscience after all! It was really the right decision to let you go out and make your way in the world. You've only been out a few times and you've already gotten a Qiankun Ring. You're quite lucky, kid!"

After listening to Fan Tong's words, Shen Youtu nodded in satisfaction, then casually glanced at one of Fan Tong's fingers, where Fan Tong's Qiankun Ring was hidden.

"This is all thanks to the sect!" Fan Tong quickly laughed it off.

"You brat, would I steal your things? Stop talking nonsense, now that this is over, hurry up and go home!"

"Sect Master, Dongfang Yao has made contributions to the sect in the past. It's not fair to leave them to die in the wilderness like this. Why don't you go back first, and I'll go back after I've finished dealing with them?"

Fan Tong glanced at the two people lying on the ground, gritted his teeth, and boldly made a request to the sect leader.

"You bastard..." After hearing Fan Tong's words, Shen Youtu stomped his feet in anger and was about to curse him when Feng Qingyang stopped him.

"Since you're so kind, then stay and handle it! The Grand Elder was assassinated by the Demon Clan. This is such a big matter. My junior brother and I will return to the sect to deal with it first!"

After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he pulled Shen Youtu away and disappeared from the spot.

"Sect Master, are we really leaving? Shouldn't we see what tricks this brat is up to?"

"There's no need. Everyone has secrets. Unless you're an enemy, there's no need to get to the bottom of it!"

After waiting for Feng Qingyang and Shen Youtu to disappear for a while, Fan Tong turned around and walked towards Dongfang Yao and the other two.

"Elder, since you have shown remorse, then make some more contributions to the sect!"