Chapter 36: Melee

"Slash!"

Hearing Lin Yi let out a furious roar, the two crescent-shaped Magic Treasures hovering around his body instantly shot towards Sun Xuan at extreme speed.

"Go!"

Daoist Xumei was not to be outdone either; with a wave of his hand, a streak of dark light shot straight towards Sun Xuan like black lightning.

The dark-faced elder of Wufeng Valley, the scrawny elder of Heavenly Dao Gate, and Shangguan Yun of the Nongtian Sect,

seeing this, also made their moves one after another, attacking Sun Xuan.

The dark-faced elder of Wufeng Valley raised his hand and took out a heavy sword without a blade.

Then, with a slight shake, it transformed to a size of a thousand zhang, slashing horizontally towards Sun Xuan.

The scrawny elder of Heavenly Dao Gate formed hand seals with both hands, and the previously clear sky suddenly raised a violent tornado.

The violent tornado roared, connecting heaven and earth, and swept towards Sun Xuan.

As for Shangguan Yun of the Nongtian Sect, he took out a xiao and began to play it.

Streaks of soul-confusing demonic sound diffused towards Sun Xuan.

Seeing this, a ferocious glint flashed across Sun Xuan's face.

He only saw him raise his hand and flick his finger at the silver bell floating beside him.

Streaks of transparent ripples immediately scattered the demonic sound played by Shangguan Yun.

Then, with its remaining momentum unabated, it enshrouded towards Shangguan Yun.

Seeing this, Shangguan Yun's expression changed drastically, and unable to care about playing the xiao, his figure instantly retreated violently.

Following closely, Sun Xuan's hands radiated a metallic luster as he thrust his hands into the oncoming violent tornado.

Then, with a fierce tear to both sides, amidst a loud boom, the violent tornado was instantly torn apart and exploded by Sun Xuan.

Following closely, his body shook slightly, dodging the cone-shaped Magic Treasure shot by Daoist Xumei.

Sun Xuan sneered as he glanced at the scrawny elder of Heavenly Dao Gate.

With a raise of his hand, he used qianshan seal to knock away Lin Yi's two crescent-shaped blade Magic Treasures.

Two deep carved marks were once again left on qianshan seal.

Sun Xuan could not afford to feel the heartache; gritting his teeth, he punched away the heavy sword of the dark-faced elder of Wufeng Valley once again.

Then, he flew straight towards the scrawny elder of Heavenly Dao Gate.

Under the wave after wave of bombardment from Lin Yi and the others, Sun Xuan managed to fend them all off.

But he was also shaken and suffered some minor injuries.

At this moment, Sun Xuan forcefully suppressed the injuries in his body, went against their attacks, and had already rushed in front of the scrawny elder of Heavenly Dao Gate.

Seeing this, the expression of the scrawny elder of Heavenly Dao Gate changed drastically, and his figure instantly retreated violently.

Unfortunately, it was already too late at this moment.

With a pop, a cluster of Yin Corpse Poison Fire ignited in Sun Xuan's hand.

Then, it enshrouded down towards the head of the scrawny elder of Heavenly Dao Gate.

"Ah!"

Like a blazing fire cooking oil, the scrawny elder of Heavenly Dao Gate was instantly burned into a human-shaped torch burning with Yin Corpse Poison Fire.

Then, his entire body thrashed, rolled, and struggled in mid-air.

After a short while, a Nascent Soul burning all over with Yin Corpse Poison Fire bolted out from the crown of the scrawny elder of Heavenly Dao Gate.

Yin Corpse Poison Fire seemed unremarkable in power, but in reality, it was extremely vicious.

Once contaminated, unless one's cultivation was supremely high, it was extremely difficult to extinguish.

The pain of the scrawny elder of Heavenly Dao Gate did not last long.

The moment his Nascent Soul left the body, the upper body of a black-red demonic shadow rapidly stretched and elongated from within Sun Xuan's body.

Then, the demonic shadow exuding an evil and chaotic aura opened its mouth and swallowed the Nascent Soul of the scrawny elder of Heavenly Dao Gate in one gulp.

Sun Xuan received the feedback of the Nascent Soul's essence energy from the scrawny elder of Heavenly Dao Gate.

The minor injuries in his body instantly recovered, and his cultivation level increased a bit once again.

Following closely, a grim smile appeared on the corner of Sun Xuan's mouth, and his hand shook slightly.

The qixuan sword instantly appeared in his hand.

Silver light burst violently from Sun Xuan's body, and his figure lunged towards the dark-faced elder of Wufeng Valley once more without stopping.

Seeing this, the dark-faced elder of Wufeng Valley was greatly alarmed; without saying another word, he turned around and fled.

At this moment, the dark-faced elder could no longer care about any future, prospects, or the survival of his Sect.

In the eyes of the dark-faced elder at this moment, Sun Xuan was simply a man-eating demon.

Falling into his hands, besides having his Nascent Soul devoured and his Divine Soul completely destroyed, there was simply no second outcome.

"You impudent brat, how dare you!"

With red eyes, Lin Yi charged frantically towards Sun Xuan.

The group of Nascent Soul Cultivators from the State of Zhao had only two left after being killed by Sun Xuan.

If Sun Xuan continued to kill them, the Nascent Soul Cultivators of the State of Zhao would be completely exterminated by Sun Xuan.

Without Nascent Soul Cultivators, the State of Zhao would fall from a Grade 3 Cultivation Country to a Grade 2 Cultivation Country.

If such a thing really happened, the Grade 4 Cultivation Country that sent him to supervise the State of Zhao would definitely not spare him.

"Clang!"

Lin Yi brandished the two crescent-shaped Magic Treasures in his hand, slashing towards Sun Xuan in a crisscross pattern.

Under the gushing of his magic power, the qixuan sword in Sun Xuan's hand suddenly erupted with a burst of seven-colored stream of light.

Then, without yielding in the slightest, he chopped and slashed towards the two crescent-shaped Magic Treasures.

Along with an explosive metallic clang, Sun Xuan made use of the rebound force of the weapon.

With a twist of his body, he actually abandoned the frantically fleeing dark-faced elder of Wufeng Valley.

He turned around and lunged towards Daoist Xumei.

"Audacious!"

Lin Yi was so furious at Sun Xuan's maneuver that his whole body trembled as he let out a furious roar.

He wanted to go save him, but it was obviously somewhat too late.

Now it all depended on whether Daoist Xumei could withstand Sun Xuan's attack.

As long as Daoist Xumei could block him for a moment or two, he would be able to come forward to repel Sun Xuan and save Daoist Xumei's life.

Seeing Sun Xuan actually charging to kill him, Daoist Xumei was alarmed but not flustered in his heart.

Daoist Xumei was one of the few Nascent Soul Middle Stage Cultivators in the State of Zhao.

He still had some confidence in his own strength.

Although he knew in his heart that he was no match for Sun Xuan,

he thought that blocking Sun Xuan for a moment should still be achievable.

Thinking of this, Daoist Xumei sacrificed the sharp cone flashing with dark light, suspending it in the air in front of him.

Then, with both hands one above the other, he traced slightly in the void.

Immediately, a burst of black and white spiritual light appeared in a circular shape in front of Daoist Xumei,

and then rotated rapidly.

The rotation of the black and white spiritual light also drove the cone-shaped Magic Treasure to rotate rapidly like a drill bit.

In the blink of an eye, the pitch-black sharp cone blurred slightly, and hundreds of sharp cone phantom images immediately spread across the rotating black and white spiritual light.

Following closely, under a push from both hands of Daoist Xumei,

hundreds of sharp cone phantom images, along with the main body of the cone-shaped Magic Treasure itself, shot towards Sun Xuan, who was rushing towards him, like a rainstorm.

Sun Xuan's eyes were cold and stern as he looked at the hundreds of sharp cones shooting towards him before his eyes, yet his speed did not decrease in the slightest.

The seven-colored stream of light on the qixuan sword in his hand burst violently, slashing streaks of seven-colored sword images in front of his body.

"Clang clang clang!"

Bursts of metallic clashing sounds kept coming incessantly.

Under the slashing and striking of the qixuan sword, the hundreds of sharp cone phantom images shattered one by one.

Even the main body of the sharp cone Magic Treasure flashing with dark light was slashed into two sections by Sun Xuan wielding the qixuan sword.

Yet Sun Xuan's speed was not hindered by even a fraction.

In just the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Daoist Xumei.

Looking at Sun Xuan who appeared before him, Daoist Xumei's eyes revealed an expression of disbelief,

and he just wanted to open his mouth to say something.

Unfortunately, before Daoist Xumei could even open his mouth, a seven-colored stream of light swept across his neck.

A head covered in white hair instantly rolled down from his neck.

The panicked Nascent Soul that escaped from Daoist Xumei's head hadn't even fled far before it was swallowed in one gulp by the demonic shadow within Sun Xuan's body.

The dark-faced elder of Wufeng Valley, who had fled to a distant place, swept his Divine Sense across the battlefield behind him.

His heart and gallbladder even split apart with terror; ignoring everything else, he fled outside the State of Zhao.

Furthermore, he swore in his heart never to set foot in the State of Zhao for the rest of his life.

As for Wufeng Valley, he simply abandoned it directly.

After all, since his life was about to be lost, all these other random things were even more irrelevant to him, a Cultivator of the Demonic Path.