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Under the archway, two disciples dressed in the Taiqing Sect's standard Taoist robes are on duty.

On the left was a tall, thin young man, and on the right was a short, stout monk.

"Senior Brother Wang, will letting that female cultivator from the Tai Xuan Sword Sect go like this cause trouble?"

The tall, thin young man glanced uneasily in the direction of the mountain path and asked in a low voice.

The short, stout cultivator, addressed as Senior Brother Wang, scoffed upon hearing this:

"Trouble? What trouble could there be?"

He pointed inside the mountain gate, his tone disdainful:

"Tai Xuan Sword Sect? It's nothing more than a dilapidated sect that barely survived by clinging to life from the clutches of the demonic path."

"Apart from Su Meili, who can be considered a strong person, the rest in the sect are all worthless."

"not to mention..."

Senior Brother Wang paused, then lowered his voice:

"The one who came from Tianyin Temple this time is the Staff-Wielding Zen Master, a powerful figure in the mid-Nascent Soul stage! Accompanying him are two Dharma Protectors, both in the early Nascent Soul stage!"

"Furthermore, I've heard that the abbot of Tianyin Temple is at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage!"

He patted the tall, thin young man on the shoulder, speaking earnestly:

"Junior Brother Li, tell me, what does the Tai Xuan Sword Sect have to do to cause trouble? Their heads?"

Upon hearing this, Junior Brother Li thought about it and agreed that it made sense.

Although the Tai Xuan Sword Sect had just repelled the demonic attack, it also suffered heavy losses.

The only person in the sect who is truly capable now is probably Master's wife, Su Meili.

But even if Su Meili is strong, can she be stronger than someone in the Nascent Soul stage?

Not to mention that the Taiqing Sect itself was unwilling to offend the Tianyin Temple for the sake of the Taixuan Sword Sect.

"Senior Brother Wang is right, I was overthinking it."

Junior Brother Li breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

"Senior brother! Look over there!"

Senior Brother Wang looked in the direction he was pointing.

In the distance, two streaks of light were seen flying toward the mountain gate at an astonishing speed.

Before and after.

Ahead was a streak of cyan sword light, and on the sword was a woman in a plain white dress, with a gentle face, but at this moment her face was as cold as frost.

It was Qin Ruoxue who had returned!

And behind her...

It was a young man standing in mid-air.

He wore a simple blue Taoist robe, his black hair was tied up, and he had a handsome face.

Despite having no magical artifacts to rely on, he walked as if on flat ground, with subtle ripples spreading around him with each step.

The most terrifying thing was those eyes.

Even though they were hundreds of feet apart, when his gaze swept over them, both Senior Brother Wang and Junior Brother Li felt a chill rise up their spines.

It felt as if some primordial beast had its eyes on them, and even their souls trembled!

"They're...the people from the Tai Xuan Sword Sect!"

Junior Brother Li's voice trembled.

Senior Brother Wang's expression also changed drastically, but he forced himself to remain calm and shouted sternly:

"Halt! This is the gate of the Taiqing Sect. Entry is forbidden without prior notification!"

The sound, imbued with spiritual power, traveled far and wide.

However...

The two streaks of light did not slow down at all; in fact, they became even faster!

In the blink of an eye, we had arrived at the mountain gate, which was ten feet away!

Qin Ruoxue lowered her sword and landed beneath the white jade archway.

Zhou Tian slowly descended and stood beside her.

He raised his eyes, glanced at the four large characters "Taiqing Zhengzong," then at the two disciples on duty, and said in a calm tone:

"Get out of the way."

Senior Brother Wang's heart pounded as he was swept by that gaze, but remembering the sect's prestige, he still steeled himself and stepped forward.

"Fellow Daoist, the Taiqing Sect has its own rules! To enter, you must first announce your arrival and wait..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Zhou Tian suddenly raised his hand.

There were no hand gestures or incantations.

He simply waved his hand lightly at the two of them.

"Buzz!!!"

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A terrifying sword aura, invisible and intangible yet condensed to its extreme, appeared out of thin air!

The sword energy was purplish-gold, with faint dragon patterns wrapped around it. As soon as it appeared, it tore through the air and emitted a sharp shriek!

Senior Brother Wang and Junior Brother Li's pupils constricted sharply as they tried to dodge and defend themselves.

Under the lock of that sword energy, they felt as if the space around them had been frozen, and they couldn't even move a finger!

They could only watch helplessly as the sword energy rapidly enlarged before their eyes.

"No!!!"

The piercing screams had barely begun when they abruptly ceased.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Two soft sounds.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Two heads flew into the air, their faces still bearing expressions of terror and disbelief.

The headless corpse swayed and then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Blood stained the white jade ground, flowing along the cracks in the stone, a shocking sight.

Zhou Tian withdrew his hand without even glancing at the two corpses.

He stepped forward, treading over the pool of blood, and walked towards the mountain gate.

The voice was calm, yet carried a chilling coldness, echoing before the mountain gate:

"Those who block my way shall die."

Qin Ruoxue followed behind, watching Zhou Tian's tall and straight back, a complex emotion flashing in her gentle eyes.

She took a deep breath, gripped her longsword tightly, and quickly followed.

The two figures disappeared into the Taiqing Sect's mountain gate.

Only two gradually cooling corpses remained beneath the archway.

And that pool of slowly spreading, scarlet blood.

Then.

Zhou Tian and Qin Ruoxue stepped into the Taiqing Sect's mountain gate. The white jade steps beneath their feet wound upwards, with ancient trees towering on both sides, and spiritual energy swirling into mist.

However, this celestial aura lasted for less than three breaths.

"Enemy attack!"

The sharp sound of alarm bells shattered the tranquility of the mountains, ringing out from all directions.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of air being torn apart came like a torrential downpour!