Xiaoxiao.

"Good, good, what an enlightened monk, what a virtuous cultivator, what a great sect!!!" Kuang Zheng looked at the crowd in front of him with a frosty expression, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

Jian Xiaotian roared, "Ignorant brat, how dare you! How could a sacred object like the Vermilion Fruit be coveted by a few immature children like you? Come and face your death!"

Wu Ren was so angry at his words that he laughed: "You scoundrel! You are the head of Yunmengze, the dignified leader. How could you utter such shameless words? You are truly shameless, worse than a pig or a dog!"

Upon hearing this, Jian Xiaotian flew into a rage: "Ignorant brat, I will tear you to pieces!"

How could Wu Ren be intimidated by him? He simply took a step forward and beckoned with his finger.

He said with a look of disdain, "Old dog, what's the point of barking like that? Come on over here if you dare!"

"Ah..." Upon hearing this, Jian Xiaotian roared and was about to make a move.

However, Abbot Wuse stopped him. He put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist prayer, saying, "Amitabha, well done! Benefactor Kuang, Benefactor Wu. This Vermilion Fruit is a treasure of the martial world. As members of the public service, you should have no chance with such a treasure. Why not leave now to avoid damaging the harmony?"

"Heh... Don't you monks always say that all beings are equal throughout their lives? If all beings are equal, then what's the difference between those in the martial arts world and those in the public sector?" Kuang Zheng said with a sneer.

Upon hearing this, Abbot Wuse remained noncommittal.

He continued, clasping his hands in prayer, "Amitabha! The Buddha is merciful! Since Benefactor Kuang is well-versed in the Buddha's methods, why not lay down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot?"

Upon hearing Abbot Wuse's blatant distortion of the truth, Wu Ren laughed in anger.

Then he laughed loudly, "Hahaha... What a virtuous monk you are! You were the one who injured people, and now you're telling us to lay down our weapons? Is this your Buddhist doctrine? Those who follow it prosper, those who oppose it perish? Is this your Buddhist compassion? Is this your Buddhist salvation of all beings? Humph!"

Upon hearing this, Abbot Wuse's face was filled with sorrow, and he kept chanting Buddhist prayers.

Seeing this, Ding Feng was furious and said, "How could a mere child like you understand the great Buddhist teachings? If you know what's good for you, quickly surrender, or you'll end up with your head separated from your body and your life in danger!"

The three Long brothers chimed in, "That's right, surrender now!"

Feng Yaorao said with loving eyes, "Captain, the most precious treasures in the world belong to those with virtue. Master Wuse and Senior Chunyangzi are both renowned and virtuous monks. How could they possibly harm you? You are still young, so please don't act rashly. Otherwise, you will harm others and yourself, and it will be too late to regret it!"

Kuang Zheng sneered, "According to you, whoever is the oldest in the world is right, huh? Heh heh..."

Guo Dehao stepped forward and said, "I know you are arrogant and think you are invincible. But don't forget, you still have families. Ying Yue, if I remember correctly, you are the eldest princess of Qin, right? I believe your father would never allow you to be so rebellious!"

Ying Yue laughed upon hearing this, "Hehehe... First you threatened me, and now you're using my family's lives to coerce me, huh? Hehe... You call yourselves the leaders of the ten major sects, the masters of the martial world. I never expected you to be such a bunch of shameless scoundrels! Bah! I, Ying Yue, will tell you right now, anyone who dares to harm my family will regret ever being born!"

When the disciples of the various factions heard that Yang Lin's lord was threatening the lives of other people's families, they immediately began to discuss among themselves.

If it weren't for the other party's strength, someone would probably have spoken out for justice long ago.

After all, from the moment they became disciples, they were instilled with the idea that the Ten Great Sects were the righteous factions of the martial arts world, and that they should act with integrity and uprightness.

Guo Dehao's words clearly contradicted these self-proclaimed claims, so the disciples of the various sects felt ashamed upon hearing them.

Despite being deterred by the opponent's strength, some people began to develop rifts in their hearts.

It turns out that the ten major sects are not as upright and chivalrous as they claim.

Jian Xiaotian also felt that Guo Dehao's words were inappropriate. Some things can be done, but cannot be said. Once said, the nature of the matter changes.

But now is not the time to argue about that, so he said, "Stop talking big, let's see who's the real deal!"

Wu Ren responded: "Come here, come over here."

Upon hearing this, Jian Xiaotian was about to draw his sword, but was stopped by Chunyangzi who had come over.

Chunyangzi handed the severely injured and unconscious Guan Xinghe over to the disciples of his sect to be taken away, and then walked up to the crowd.

He said to Kuang Zheng and the others, "Now that things have come to this, are you still going to remain stubborn and unrepentant?"

Kuang Zheng looked at the ten sect leaders, who were displaying an aggressive demeanor, and said with disdain, "Heh... What a stubborn fool you are. You all truly are masters of calling a deer a horse. All you've said is to tell everyone here that you are the embodiment of justice, and that the three of us are the ones who covet the Vermilion Fruit."

In this way, you'll have a reason to silence public opinion afterward. You'll remain the ten most righteous sects, while we'll be the universally despised heretics. What a clever scheme!

I was confused at first, but now I understand completely. The so-called martial arts tournament was actually a trap you all meticulously set for the three of us, wasn't it? Heh... I, Kuangzheng, consider myself clever, but after much thought, I've never doubted your character.

I was being narrow-minded!

Hehe... The Ten Great Sects

Hehehe... A highly accomplished monk, a true cultivator of the Way!

Kuang Zheng looked them over one by one, his eyes still devoid of any emotion.

He then said, "Hehehe... You all have quite the cunning! But you don't need to go to such lengths. I, Kuangzheng, have always been clear about right and wrong. I believe you've all experienced this in our past dealings."

Today you ambushed and injured my wife, and now you're trying to gang up on the three of us. Hah...

Come on! Let me see just how much you ten major factions really amount to.

I, Kuang Zheng, hereby swear that today I will annihilate all ten major sects and four major families, leaving not a single soul alive!

The final word "stay" carried far and wide.

Many martial arts practitioners who were still waiting for news at the foot of the mountain were shocked by the word "stay".

Meanwhile, many disciples from various sects on the mountain were knocked unconscious by the shock, and everywhere one looked, there were people lying on the ground, unconscious.

At this moment, Broken Blade Peak no longer resembled a martial arts tournament; it was clearly a battlefield where countless people had died.

Those who can stand here now are all elites from various factions, with at least a Grandmaster level of skill.

Without such strength, they simply couldn't withstand the impact of Kuang Zheng's roar.

At this time, the ten major sects, plus the four family leaders, still had more than 100,000 people standing. These people all had at least the strength of Grandmasters and were the true core of their respective sects.

Any one of them could enjoy imperial treatment and respect in any of the major empires, and a small team of a thousand could change dynasties, but now they can only stand behind the ten sect leaders.

The Qin Empire, relying solely on its "Dragon Flame" brigade, deterred martial arts practitioners from setting foot in Qin, creating the myth of "no martial arts world in Qin." This demonstrates just how terrifying the "Dragon Flame" brigade, originally led by Kuang Zheng, truly was.

Upon seeing this, Abbot Wuse knew that the situation was beyond repair and exchanged a glance with Chunyangzi.

After receiving the other party's affirmation, he whispered a Buddhist chant: "Amitabha, well done, well done."

The Buddha's name was a command; although the sound was low, it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Instantly, 100,000 people sprang to a halt upon hearing the sound!

They gripped their weapons tightly, their feet moving in mysterious steps, while they chanted incantations.

Instantly, the entire Broken Blade Peak came to life, with 100,000 people marching in resounding footsteps, all in perfect order.

After watching for a while, Kuang Zheng shouted, "Not good! It's the Yellow River Formation! Wu Ren, come with me quickly to stop it! Once the formation is complete, we'll be in trouble!"

After being reminded by Kuang Zheng, Wu Ren immediately understood the situation and sneered inwardly.

The ten major sects really went to great lengths to keep them here.

The "Yellow River Formation," also known as the "Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation," is said to have been created by Fuxi to protect the planet Penglai.

In ancient times, powerful beings were everywhere.

Emperor Fuxi created the Yellow River Formation to thwart the invasion of evil spirits, hence the Yellow River Formation is also known as the "Great Law of Ancestral Protection".

The veracity of the legend is impossible to verify, but the Yellow River Formation is a real entity.

Not only are there detailed battle formation diagrams, but the methods of setting up the formation and precautions are also clearly recorded.

This means that because the conditions are too demanding, no one has ever succeeded.

Because even the lowest version of the Yellow River Formation requires 100,000 Grandmasters to set it up, which is almost impossible to accomplish on the current Penglai planet.

Because even if all ten major sects were exhausted, they could barely gather 100,000 grandmasters. Unless they encountered a catastrophic crisis of annihilation, how could they easily unite the ten major sects?

While the once-in-a-millennium savage beast dynasty could be useful, the hellish landscape of savage beast attacks was far too vast.

The Yellow River Formation simply cannot cover everything, so there is no need for it.

Previously, I was wondering why all the major sects would bring their elites to such a strange martial arts competition.

Now everything makes sense, and this is the reason!

It turns out they had planned this from the very beginning; the so-called alliances between sects later on were just a smokescreen.

That was truly a brilliant tactic, and the ridiculous thing is that Kuang Zheng actually believed it back then.

Once you enter the world of martial arts, it's like entering a deep sea—the ancients were right! Did they really think they could capture them with just the Yellow River Formation? That would be a gross underestimation of the term "cultivator."

If that's all the strength they have, then what's the point of talking about defying the heavens?

However, Kuang Zheng and his companions always considered themselves "江湖人" (jianghu people, people from the martial arts world), which restricted them greatly.

But these limitations can be broken at any time, and then they might surpass everyone's understanding.

Enough of the digressions, let's get back to the main topic.

Kuang Zheng roared, and Wu Ren flew over. The leaders of the ten major sects had long anticipated that the other party would definitely go to stop him.

Therefore, as the two flew away, the remaining nine leaders of the ten major sects, along with the four family heads, hurriedly stepped forward to stop them.

Seeing this, Ying Yue also rushed over. Kuang Zheng turned around and said, "Wu Ren, you go with Yue'er. You must stop them from setting up the Yellow River Formation. I'll stay here. Remember to be careful. If things don't go well, you must protect yourselves and not act rashly!"

"If the Ten Great Sects can plot against us right under our noses, who knows what mischief Penglou, who hasn't even shown his face yet, is up to! So we must not be careless. Go!"

Upon hearing this, the two turned and flew into the crowd.

When Jian Xiaotian saw that Kuang Zheng dared to block their path all by himself, he was furious and said, "Ignorant brat, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth! Today, I will send you to see the King of Hell!"

The sword in his hand seemed to understand its master's words, emitting a soft "humming..." sound.

The ancient seal engravings on the sword seemed to come alive, shining with dazzling light.

With a clang, the sword was drawn!

The sword was about four feet long and was engraved with intricate bird and insect script.

At this moment, the bird-and-insect script seemed to come alive, with dazzling and clear patterns.

The sword's edge gleamed coldly, and the temperature seemed to drop several degrees the moment it was drawn.

Then Jian Xiaotian roared, "Sword Shatters the Heavens!"

Yunmengze's "Slaying Heaven Sword Technique" consists of three forms: "Sword Pointing to the Sky", "Sword Soaring to the Heavens", and the strongest "Sword Breaking the Sky"!

Although there are only three moves, they are incredibly varied and powerful. The three sword techniques are derived from the concept of "three giving birth to all things".

He unleashed his strongest move right from the start, partly because he could no longer suppress his anger, and partly because of the immense shock Ying Yue had just caused him.

As one of the ten sect leaders who was the only one who had never fought against Kuang Zheng and his two companions, he was not stupid, even though he did not have a personal understanding of Kuang Zheng's strength.

The other sect leaders had repeatedly emphasized the need to be careful and correct any mistakes, so how could he dare to be careless?

If Ying Yue, who has always been relatively unknown, is so powerful, how could Kuang Zheng, the leader of the three, be simple? That's why he used his strongest move right from the start.

The ancient sword, carrying unparalleled power, hurtled towards Kuang Zheng at lightning speed. Its blade was enveloped in true energy, making it appear as if it were growing longer in the wind.

The further you go, the larger the sword will become.

Wherever the longsword passed, space shattered into pieces.

The earth was carved out into a huge pit, ten meters square and over a hundred meters deep.

Before the soil in the deep pit could even be stirred up, it was turned into dust by the sword energy.

Closer, closer.

Before I knew it, there were those ten dollars.

The longsword was already in front of Kuang Zheng in the blink of an eye, and the huge shockwave turned everything within a hundred meters into fragments.

Just as the sword was about to pierce Kuang Zheng's chest, he made a gesture with his right hand, and golden spiritual energy instantly gathered in his hand.

The golden hand clenched into a fist and struck directly at the sharp longsword.

"boom,,,"

The unparalleled longsword and Kuang Zheng's fist collided instantly.

The enormous shockwave was deafening, and the entire area trembled.

Then came a rapid "buzzing..." sound, which turned out to be the ancient sword emitting a mournful sword cry after being punched by Kuang Zheng.

The once dazzling longsword suddenly became dull and lifeless, then shattered into pieces, eventually turning into dust and dissipating into the world.

"Ah...pfft..."

Jian Xiaotian let out a miserable scream as blood gushed from his mouth.

It turned out that the sword and he had long been in sync, and now that the sword was destroyed, he was also suffering a backlash.

The power of that single sword strike was earth-shattering.

However, Kuang Zheng broke his sword technique with his bare hands, and even the ancient sword was destroyed.

The difference in their abilities is obvious, and the difference in skill level is clear!

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. By the time everyone came to their senses, Jian Xiaotian was already seriously injured and lying on the ground.

At this moment, he was filled with regret. He hated himself for being impulsive and for not listening to Abbot Wuse's words. The abbot had repeatedly emphasized that when dealing with any of the three Kuang Zheng, his side had to do everything in their power to attack together.

But he felt that his "Slaying Heaven Sword Technique" was invincible, and that he was only half a move away from Chunyangzi, who was the number one in the world. So how could Kuang Zheng be as powerful as Chunyangzi?

Back then, he fought Chunyangzi for three days and three nights on the shore of Taihu Lake before finally deciding the victor, and he only lost by half a move.

How powerful can he be, no matter how good he is at correcting things? He's just a fifteen-year-old kid who's been talking to.

Unexpectedly, when he took out the Mountain-Suppressing Divine Sword and used his strongest move, "Sword Breaking the Sky," it was easily broken by a single punch from the other party.

Not only were his sword techniques broken, but he also defeated the enemy most directly through brute force.

Even the divine swords that were already of one mind with each other were reduced to dust.

Severe injuries and the backlash caused his cultivation to vanish into nothingness.

"I regret it so much!" Jian Xiaotian cried out in his heart.

But what's the point of that now?

There's no going back in life.