s from smaller sects, they would still be defeated. They directly vetoed the other party's decision for the safety of their own disciples. In the end, all the Immortal Sects adopted this method.All Go...The ethereal sword embryo was stuck, encountering some resistance. It paused slightly, but the next moment, the ethereal sword embryo vanished.

On the side of the shield, screams had already begun. Lu Xia Tian squinted and saw that a hole had already appeared on the shield.

That little shield had already been directly slashed by the ethereal sword embryo, accompanied by a shriek. The shield lost its vitality and fell to the ground. Lu Xiaoteng was able to see what was happening behind it. At this time, the black-clad fat man's chest had an extra hole. His head drooped down, and a young baby, three inches tall and brownish-yellow, scrambled out from inside, fleeing towards the teleportation array. The speed was so fast that it wasn't much slower than that of the Xuan Yan Ghost King.

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Lu Xia Tian gritted his teeth. In this ghostly place, even if he was faster than the Phantom Sword Embryo, it wouldn't be much use. And that sword embryo seemed to have no hostility towards him.

Opportunity is rare, so I directly took out a small bottle and collected the black-clothed obese man's blood. The blood of a Yuan Ying cultivator is as effective for Bat King's wings as that of a monster above level ten.

Cheng Dexiang and the six others, seeing this scene before them, were so terrified that they lost all composure. Even the Yuan Ying ancestor, under the threat of death, would feel fear and panic. They turned and fled for their lives, all rushing back into the teleportation formation.

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These people originally came with the intention of taking advantage, but they never expected that this hateful silver-haired cultivator would lead them to such a terrifying place. Even if a Yuan Ying cultivator entered, without this teleportation array, it would be inevitable death. Not even the ghost race could stay for long, let alone them.

However, even the slowest escaping boy couldn't escape being strangled. The other five saw outside the teleportation array, even Yuan Ying was turned into fragments by Yu Xiao Yun, feeling like the air had solidified. This flying sword's power, it was truly this terrifying!

The Xuan Yan Ghost King, who was sent back to Wushang Lake, and Cheng Dexiang and the others still couldn't hide the terror on their faces.

“What on earth was that giant sword It was terrifying!” The woman in the long skirt still had a pale face, she hadn't recovered from the previous danger yet.

“Who knows, it's a pity that Fellow Daoist Yu and Fellow Daoist Hu both perished in that mysterious place, not even their bones were collected.”

Cheng Dexiang sighed. This time, he didn't get any benefit, and instead lost two lives, both of them nascent soul cultivators. The loss was considerable. However, Cheng Dexiang felt a tinge of relief in his heart. Regardless of anything else, he was fortunate to have escaped.

And also, there's a Ghost Clan!

With a series of rustling sounds, Cheng Dexiang and the others stood on one side, facing off against the Ghost King of Xuan En.

“Friend of the Ghost Clan, you seem quite familiar with that Jindan junior. I wonder what treasure he has taken from you that would cause such a commotion” Cheng Dexiang addressed the Xuan Yan Ghost King.

"What are you, daring to question this old man" Xuan Yan Ghost King coldly snorted, covering his wounded chest. He ignored the embarrassed faces of Cheng Dexiang and the others, his gaze falling on the stopped teleportation array. His eyes flickered with uncertainty, a swirl of black energy enveloped him, and he turned to leave.

Had he not been injured by the ethereal sword embryo, and thus consumed with rage and humiliation, the Xuan Yan Ghost King wouldn't have minded obliterating these irritating pests in front of him.

“Such a bold ghost clan, let’s go back first and wait for the reinforcements to arrive. Then we'll come back and seek revenge on this ghost clan!” The bearded man roared angrily.

“Let's go, the Ghost Clan might have things we don't. Lu Xia Tian naturally had no time to care about these Nascent Soul cultivators' feelings. At this time, he hurriedly used his divine sense to control another small bottle, storing the blood essence of this Nascent Soul cultivator. If they missed this village, there wouldn't be another shop.”

Usually, it was rare for Yuan Ying cultivators to appear before Lu Xia Tian. Today, not only did he encounter several of them consecutively, but two Yuan Ying ancestors even fell directly before his eyes. Lu Xia Tian still felt like he was dreaming.

It seems that even though Yuan Ying cultivators are powerful, the vast and boundless cultivation world holds countless unknown dangers. There are also ancient cultivator's hidden realms left behind, and even Yuan Ying cultivators can fall if they encounter these. It is not an uncommon occurrence.

The ethereal sword embryo unintentionally entered the teleportation array. Seeing that all the enemies in front of him had left, he turned his head and looked at Lu Xia Tian.

Lu Xiaottian's heart tightened, but he quickly relaxed. He looked at the ethereal sword embryo in front of him with a calm expression. This calmness wasn't feigned, but a kind of resignation born from knowing there was nothing he could do. In terms of speed, within the range of the Piao Miao Hall, it was absolutely impossible for him to be faster than this ethereal sword embryo.

The only way to quickly leave was through the teleportation array. To say nothing of the ethereal sword embryo blocking the way now, even if it wasn't there, Lu Xia Tian wouldn't be able to pass through the teleportation array again at this time. Who knows if he would encounter the Xuan Yan Ghost King or other malicious Nascent Soul cultivators if he went out now

Since that was the case, apart from accepting reality, Lu Xia Tian really had no other way.

Furthermore, from the current signs, it seems that the ethereal sword embryo doesn't hold much hostility towards me.

With a glimmer of hope, the ethereal sword embryo hovered beside Lu Xia Tian, seeming to pulsate with life. It swayed erratically, and Lu Xia Tian felt that this transparent giant sword before him was not a mere sword embryo, but a cultivator sizing him up.

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The illusory sword embryo before him hummed softly, and Lu Xiaoxiao’s dantian stirred. The sword embryo he had been refining for years seemed to resonate with the one in front of him. It flew out of his control, but compared to this ethereal sword embryo, it was dull and inferior.

The ethereal sword embryo was sizing up the smaller sword in front of it. The blade was glowing brightly, and the several pills Lu Xia Tian had personally refined, along with the sword embryo, were all dancing around the ethereal sword embryo in the air. Lu Xia Tian sensed a wave of exhilaration from the divine consciousness attached to the blade and sword embryo. His own cultivated sword embryos seemed to be changing and transforming in this dance, showcasing mysterious and unpredictable sword moves in mid-air. The first move was the Illusory Rain Falling Sword Style, followed by…

Lu Xia Tian was startled, quickly recording this astonishing scene in his mind for fear of missing a detail. At this moment, his divine sense clung to the sword embryo and the sword core, feeling the profound sword technique with increasing clarity and precision.

Originally, when Lu Xiaoteng first entered the Miaomiao Hall, he heard rumors that this Miaomiao Venerable might be the strongest among the ancient Yuanying cultivators. After leaving, Lu Xiaoteng had doubts in his heart.

At this point, he could no longer fathom the true extent of the飄渺尊者's former power. The mere remains of his sword embryo were enough to sweep across the land, slaying nascent soul cultivators as if they were nothing. This was far beyond what a nascent soul cultivator could achieve.

> Grandmaster of Idealism, who overcame tribulation thunderbolts, are not as astonishing as what we see before us. Such tribulation thunderbolts, if successfully overcome, one's cultivation in the futu...