As the words fell, Mu Tianhe raised his right hand slightly. The cyan light beneath his feet instantly transformed into surging emerald waves, layer upon layer, swirling around him like a vast ocean.

Within the waves, a divine sword slowly emerged, its blade as clear as water, carrying a majestic Sword Intent.

The Emerald Wave Divine Sword flew out from the waves, heading straight to meet Supreme Mingye's Nether Great Handprint.

The two forces collided with a thunderous roar in mid-air, erupting with a deafening sound.

The emerald waves and the Nether power became entangled, and powerful air currents scattered in all directions, as if even heaven and earth were trembling.

The entire sky above the Nether Ghost Realm was torn apart by this earth-shattering duel.

The figures of Supreme Mingye and Mu Tianhe were as fast as lightning, impossible to track with the naked eye. One could only see that while the two remained standing in place, their afterimages were already interweaving in the air.

Their power erupted, filling the surroundings with a sense of oppression.

In an instant, hundreds of Moves were exchanged, as swift and violent as a storm.

Mu Tianhe's Sword Intent was agile, like surging emerald waves; sharp yet nimble, each sword strike contained infinite power.

Supreme Mingye's Great Handprint was as heavy as a mountain, filled with immense pressure. With a single palm strike, it seemed as if heaven and earth were being crushed, creating a truly shocking spectacle.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the two collided head-on once again.

Supreme Mingye's Aura was like a mountain, steady as a rock. Conversely, although Mu Tianhe's Sword Qi was sharp, he ultimately found it difficult to contend with a powerhouse of the Body Integration Stage.

His body was sent flying dozens of meters back, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth; he was clearly outmatched.

"Hahaha!" Supreme Mingye laughed loudly, his voice thundering and shaking the heavens.

"Mu Tianhe, this is the gap between the Body Integration Stage and the Void Refinement Stage! You overestimate yourself! Disband the Yunyin Sword Sect early, and perhaps you can avoid a catastrophe!"

Mu Tianhe struggled to stabilize his form. He slowly raised his palm and opened it; a strand of black hair drifted down with the wind—it was a strand of Supreme Mingye's hair.

"Sovereign Jue, although you are stronger than me, you are still far from defeating me without suffering a scratch."

Supreme Mingye's laughter came to an abrupt halt. At his neck, a drop of bright red blood oozed out; his skin had been cut.

"Hmph! Do you think I would fear such a minor injury? Today you have trespassed into my Nether Ghost Realm; even if the gods themselves came, they could not save you!"

"Nether Ghost Realm Heaven-Locking Formation, rise!"

Following Supreme Mingye's low roar, the surrounding ghost energy surged violently. Endless icy energy filled every corner, and the entire sky was locked down.

Black Formation runes spread from the ground, interweaving into a massive Formation that sealed off the entire space.

"Within this Nether Ghost Realm Heaven-Locking Formation, my strength will be elevated by one major Realm, while you—Mu Tianhe—will be forcibly suppressed by one major Realm!"

Supreme Mingye said coldly, his Aura suddenly surging, leaping directly from the Body Integration Stage to the Mahayana level, while Mu Tianhe was suppressed to the Soul Transformation Stage, his entire Aura instantly weakening.

"Kneel!"

Supreme Mingye shouted, and the terrifying pressure bore down on Mu Tianhe like an overwhelming tide. The Void Realm cracked instantly, and violent air currents churned.

Mu Tianhe could not resist that mountain-like pressure at all.

He collided with the air, creating ripples of energy, and was forced down from the sky, crashing heavily onto the ground and kicking up clouds of dust.

Supreme Mingye looked down at Mu Tianhe on the ground as if issuing a decree:

"Mu Tianhe, disband the Yunyin Sword Sect and acknowledge me as your master!"

Mu Tianhe struggled to lift his head from the ground, blood bubbling from the corner of his mouth as he coldly replied:

"Sovereign Jue, even if your strength reaches the heavens, it is difficult to make the world submit. Acknowledging you as master is impossible."

A cold light flashed in Supreme Mingye's eyes, his voice laced with a threat:

"Good! Since you want proof, then I shall make you believe. Ye Youming, bring that brat up! I want him to tell everyone how my Nether Ghost Realm bullies people!"

Ye Youming sneered, grabbed the weak Left Sword Envoy Yun Che from the ground, and dragged him before the crowd.

With a light wave of her hand, "Slap! Slap!" two crisp sounds of slapping rang out, and two red marks instantly appeared on Left Sword Envoy Yun Che's face.

"Speak if you aren't dead!"

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che looked up, his eyes full of anger, but his body remained weak. He looked at the crowd and forced himself to speak:

"Demoness, you controlled the ghosts to attack my Sword Sect's Disciples, harvesting their primordial yang and forcibly seizing their cloud yin! With these facts laid out before you, what else can you possibly deny?"

Supreme Mingye sneered, cutting him off forcefully:

"Bullshit! My Nether Ghost Realm is the breeding ground for ghosts; it is their nature to wander and hunt—where is this talk of control coming from? Since you are weak and were consumed by ghosts, who can you blame?"

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che gritted his teeth, his body swaying slightly, but he insisted on speaking:

"If it were as you say, then it would indeed be our lack of strength, and we could blame no one else. But the Xuanyin Qin Sect, whose strength is the lowest among the Five Regions—even inferior to the Danxiang Valley—why are they unscathed? If it wasn't for your Nether Ghost Realm secretly manipulating things, then who was it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings fell silent, and everyone's gaze shifted to Supreme Mingye.

Supreme Mingye's eyes darkened slightly; he clearly did not like being questioned, and Left Sword Envoy Yun Che's words had struck the key point.

"Ye Youming, bring the Xuanyin Qin Sect Disciples up immediately! Explain this matter yourself; if you cannot explain it clearly, do not blame me for being ruthless!"

Ye Youming's heart trembled; she had indeed been the one to go easy on them behind his back, and she replied with a shifty gaze.

"As you command!"

The Xuanyin Qin Sect Disciples arrived before Sovereign Jue one after another, while Su Wanqing was still fast asleep.

"Wanqing, stop sleeping! If you keep sleeping, you're going to die!" Lin Fan urged Su Wanqing with an anxious expression.

Su Wanqing, however, suddenly stood up as if nothing had happened, with a casual look on her face:

"Let's go."

Lin Fan was stunned, "You were awake the whole time?"

Su Wanqing nodded nonchalantly, "Yeah, is there a problem?"

Lin Fan was completely speechless, "No problem!"

He had even drawn dark circles on her face, and she could endure that?

The group of Xuanyin Qin Sect Disciples walked under heavy pressure to the front of the two giants, Supreme Mingye and Mu Tianhe.

They all looked rosy-cheeked and spirited, their skin even glowing with a faint pink light. They were in excellent condition; there was no sign at all that they had been consumed by ghosts.

Seeing this, even the onlookers from Danxiang Valley could not help but whisper,

"The Xuanyin Qin Sect isn't colluding with the Nether Ghost Realm, are they?"

"I think so! Otherwise, how could they be unscathed?"

The situation for the Xuanyin Qin Sect became increasingly awkward.

Lin Chen was nervous, her hand holding the nano cube trembling slightly.

She slowly stepped forward to face Supreme Mingye and bowed slightly. With her natural Aura of sweet tranquility, even a simple bow exuded a quiet beauty.

"Reporting to Sovereign Jue, we did indeed encounter an attack by ghosts yesterday. I had fainted and fallen to the ground at the time, unable to Move. Fortunately, my battle armor protected me in time. Afterwards, our protective Disciple Bai Fan gathered all of us Disciples into my private pavilion. Relying on the Soul-Suppressing Melody of Tianyin Palace, we held out for the whole night, which is how we remained unscathed."

When everyone heard the words "Soul-Suppressing Melody," an uproar immediately broke out.

The Soul-Suppressing Melody was a unique skill of Tianyin Palace; it was rumored that only the Palace Master could perform it. How could there suddenly be someone else who knew it?

Cuier quickly stepped forward to Lin Chen's side, faced Sovereign Jue, and bowed.

"Reporting to Sovereign Jue, this Disciple is the newly accepted Personal Disciple of Fairy Fanyin, and it was I who performed the Soul-Suppressing Melody."

Cuier appeared completely unscathed, her complexion rosy and smooth, with no signs at all of having gone through a ghost raid.

The Disciples from the other three regions whispered, "This Cuier is not right. Resisting ghosts consumes a lot of Qi; how can she not show any signs of fatigue?"

Ye Youming stood to the side, her figure graceful and curvaceous, like a willow branch swaying in the spring breeze, both soft and full of vitality.

However, at this moment, she could not hide the nervousness on her face; her hands were unconsciously clasped in front of her, and her fingers were gently rubbing the hem of her garment.

She knew that the next moment, Supreme Mingye would interrogate her.

Just then, a loud, high-pitched voice suddenly rang out, breaking the atmosphere of shock throughout the venue.

"Wrong, it wasn't one night; it was six nights!"