"Sinful Demon, you’ve gone too far."
Red Fire Daoist’s expression changed drastically. He roared, "Disciples of the Blazing Fire Sect, form the Blazing Fire Array!"
As his voice fell, hundreds of disciples began forming hand seals.
In an instant, blazing flas surged, resembling a vast, boundless Purgatory Fire Sea, creating a magnificent and awe-inspiring spectacle.
"Blood Tyrant Old Demon, you remnants of the Blood Demon Sword Sect defy the heavens! You refine living beings with blood, an act unforgivable by the Righteous Dao of heaven and earth. Today is the day you will be executed!"
Red Fire Daoist of the Blazing Fire Sect ford a technique with his hands.
A clear, sharp cry, like the call of a crane from the Nine Heavens, suddenly rang out.
"Blazing Fire Subdues Demons—suppress!"
As the array’s light shone brilliantly, the thirteen Foundation Establishnt True Inheritance disciples under Red Fire Daoist’s command erupted with surging magical power. This power transford into three dazzling pillars of cyan, crimson, and red light that shot toward the sky.
Red Fire Daoist coordinated from the center.
The four pillars of light quickly intertwined in the void, connecting and instantly outlining a massive array map that covered the sky above the entire Blazing Fire Sect!
Chen Xuanba said, "Interesting. Now this is more like it!"
He crossed the void, broadsword in hand, drawing Profound Nether True Water from the Nine Netherworld. It surged like a tsunami, transforming into a colossal whale of churning waves.
With every step he took, a vast expanse of fire was extinguished.
’Positional Divine Technique, Cold Abyss Seed!’
The Golden Broadsword, accompanied by the raging waves, slashed down furiously. Countless wild streams of sword qi crisscrossed, instantly swallowing many Blazing Fire Sect disciples amidst their terrified and despairing screams.
Red Fire Daoist’s pupils contracted violently. "A Positional Divine Technique?"
His hair and beard stood on end, his eyes were shot with blood, and the rage of being pushed to the brink was completely ignited.
"You detestable beast from the Demon Sect! Did you really think my Blazing Fire Sect has no Positional Inheritance?!"
Red Fire Daoist suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, spitting a mouthful of incomparably pure Purple Mansion Essence Blood, which contained his lifebound Dao Marks, onto the crimson radiance burning around his body.
"Heaven-Burning, Ocean-Boiling, Heart Candle Ignites the Soul!"
"Break for !"
BOOM—!
The sea of fire that originally enveloped the Blazing Fire Sect, stretching for hundreds of miles, suddenly contracted!
Myriad candle-like crimson flas frantically collapsed inward and condensed.
It actually transford before Chi Liao Daoist into a blood-colored candle fla, no more than three feet long and translucent crimson, like glazed crystal.
’Positional Divine Technique, Heart-Burning Fla!’
This fla did not burn physical objects; it specifically seared the Divine Soul and Spiritual Power. It was the ultimate manifestation of the Heart-Burning Candle Divine Technique, the Lifebound True Fla tied to Red Fire Daoist’s own Purple Mansion Dao Foundation.
The price was that his own Divine Soul would be consud as fiercely as lamp oil. After this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, his vitality would be severely damaged, and his path of cultivation would be severed!
"Go!" Red Fire Daoist’s face instantly beca haggard as he let out a hoarse shriek.
The Heart Fla Glaze Candle silently pierced through space, ignoring the obstruction of the churning Cold Abyss demonic waves, and shot straight for the spot between Chen Xuanba’s eyebrows.
Wherever it passed, even the surging Profound Nether True Water was instantly vaporized into a poisonous, scarlet mist.
"Chen Xuanba, don’t you have three Positional Divine Techniques? If you’ve got the guts, use them! Today, you’ll see how my Blazing Fire Sect uses one Divine Technique to break your three!"
Red Fire Daoist cackled sharply.
However, beneath this blood-colored candle fla, the Divine Souls and Flesh Bodies of the thirteen Foundation Establishnt True Inheritance disciples were continuously dissipating. It was clearly forged by sacrificing the power of cultivators.
The playful sneer in Chen Xuanba’s eyes finally vanished, replaced for the first ti by a solemn expression.
He could feel the terrifying power contained within that blood-colored glazed candle fla, a power sufficient to incinerate a Purple Mansion’s Divine Soul.
’This old bastard is putting his life on the line!’
"A little interesting. Now that’s more like it!"
Chen Xuanba let out a wild laugh. Far from retreating, the Demonic Qi surging around him grew even more violent. He tightly gripped the Blood Tyrant Demon Sword, which seed to have co alive.
On the sword’s blade, the three completely different Positional Powers—the Taotie Demon Patterns, the Cyan Dragon Dao Mark, and the Cold Abyss Water Waves—actually began to crazily entangle, collide, and rge!
VMM!
The blade trembled violently, emitting a roar like a dragon’s cry, a tsunami, and a landslide all at once. The surrounding space shattered inch by inch, revealing the turbulent void behind it.
"Old dog, I’ll let you broaden your horizons today."
Chen Xuanba chuckled lightly.
"Blood Tyrant Demon Transformation, Profound Nether Bone-Eroding—Wind, co!"
Following his explosive shout, the Blood Tyrant Demon Sword slashed down decisively.
The sword’s edge was not aid at the Heart Fla Glaze Candle, but at the empty void before him.
The sword fell without a sound.
An indescribable, grayish "wind" materialized out of thin air.
This wind did not howl. It only carried an aura of annihilation, of all things withering and all laws decaying.
"Yin Crow Gang Wind?!"
Red Fire Daoist’s expression was one of horror. He staggered back several steps, his face filled with disbelief.
"You’re also at the Purple Mansion realm! How could you possibly use three Positional Divine Techniques to conjure the Yin Crow Gang Wind!"
This wind did not belong to the Five Elents. It was a wisp of Extinction Death Qi naturally ford in the Nine Netherworld Forbidden Land, specializing in eroding vitality and spiritual essence, corroding the light of Magical Treasures, and grinding away the source of a Divine Soul.
It could not be dispelled by anyone less than a Golden Core True Monarch.
And the Blazing Fire Sect was rely a Purple Mansion Sect; where would they find a Golden Core True Monarch? If not for the Nascent Soul Sect Master of the Cyan Cloud Sect guaranteeing their safety, they would have had to have a death wish to provoke the Blood Demon Sword Sect.
Chen Xuanba’s face was flippant as he laughed up at the sky. "I told you. Your Blazing Fire Sect doesn’t practice Demon Cultivation. You wouldn’t understand."
TCHH TCHH TCHH—!
The white glow of the Heart Fla from the Heart Fla Glaze Candle, which could incinerate all things, actually emitted a piercing sound like ice eting boiling oil the mont it touched the grayish, bone-eroding wind.
The pure, blazing white Heart Fla, as if splashed with so invisible filth, rapidly dimd.
"No—!"
Red Fire Daoist’s eyes looked as if they would split. An excruciating pain, as if his Divine Soul were being devoured by a billion poisonous insects, assaulted him.
His Lifebound Heart Fla, into which he had poured everything, was actually being contaminated by this bizarre demonic wind!
CRACK!
A crisp shattering sound, so clear it could break one’s heart and soul, rang out.
The Heart Fla Glaze Candle—which had condensed Red Fire Daoist’s Purple Mansion origin, the ultimate form of the Heart-Burning Candle Divine Technique, and the Blazing Fire Sect’s Sect Protection Array—shattered like a fragile glazed lamp under the killing blow from the fusion of the Blood Tyrant Demon Sword’s three Positional Divine Techniques!
"PUH—!"
As if struck by ten thousand bolts of lightning, Red Fire Daoist violently spewed a mouthful of blood. The crimson radiance surrounding his body instantly extinguished, and he was sent flying backward like a kite with a snapped string.
He never could have imagined that his great Sect, with its hundreds of elite disciples, would be so thoroughly defeated by a single opponent!
"Clay chickens and pottery dogs. You can’t even withstand a single blow."
Chen Xuanba held the Golden Blood Sword, his eyes filled with an arrogant fearlessness that disdained all creation. "Is there anyone left in the Blazing Fire Sect who can fight? Get your asses out here!"
BOOM!
Monstrous Demonic Qi erupted from his body, surging like a black tide to sweep across the entire Fiery Mountain Range.
Wherever the tyrannical sword’s edge pointed, it was invincible!
Red Fire Daoist tried to resist that destructive power, but in front of Chen Xuanba, his ager resistance was like a firefly’s glow compared to the bright moon.
In an instant, blood stained Red Fire Daoist’s Daoist robe red.
"I was wrong... I shouldn’t have believed Qingyunzi’s lies..." Red Fire Daoist’s eyes widened.
Before he died, Red Fire Daoist’s eyes were filled with deep fear and regret. His breath stopped, and he perished.
Qin Xuan was completely shaken, feeling his blood boil with excitent.
’Senior Brother Chen is so strong! He slaughtered the entire Blazing Fire Sect, leaving nothing behind, with just himself and his sword!’
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