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  Middle-earth, abandoned orphanage outside the city of Rivendell.

  This mysterious figure shattered Zhou Yixian's spell with one move, stunning the entire audience with his profound and unfathomable Taoist skills. Even Zhou Yixian's desperate escape technique was seen through by him. Moreover, in his words and actions, this person did not deny any connection with Qingyun and the others. With his incredibly high level of Taiji Xuanqing Tao cultivation, the origin of this mysterious figure is simply unimaginable.

  However, as the dark figure approached, the eerie and ominous aura enveloped them, and Zhou Yixian, Xiaohuan, and Ye Gou Dao Ren no longer had any extra thoughts to consider these things. After breaking through Zhou Yixian's spell, the person hiding in the shadows seemed to have been stimulated by something, and slowly started panting, their breathing becoming heavier.

  On Monday, Xian's eyebrows were tightly furrowed as he stared at the person, his eyes unexpectedly showing little fear, but rather more puzzlement. Given this mysterious person's high level of cultivation just now, it was naturally impossible for him to be panting after just a few moves, apparently, there seemed to be some hidden illness or strange symptoms in his body that even someone with such profound cultivation as him found difficult to control.

  Although it seemed that way, the mysterious person's flying needle showed no signs of weakening, on the contrary, as the ominous aura continued to rise, the pure and gentle aura of Taiji Xuanqing Dao dissipated, and the killing intent and pressure that enveloped him were overwhelming. At this moment, anyone who saw those eyes gradually lighting up with a fierce red glow behind the black air would understand what this mysterious person was going to do next!

  On Monday, Xianyi gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind. With a sudden pull, he tried to pull Ye Gou Dao Ren and Xiao Huan behind him. His outstretched hand managed to grab the blade of Ye Gou's knife, but when it came to Xiao Huan, he ended up grasping at air.

  Zhou Yi was shocked, and before he could turn his head to look back, he only saw a figure flashing by. Xiao Huan had already stood in front of him, facing the mysterious man. Zhou Yi was stunned, but only heard Xiao Huan say hastily: "Grandfather, you guys leave quickly, I'll block him."

  "Monday fell into a rage: 'What do you know? This person's moral integrity is not ordinary, hurry...'"

  He had only just returned, and before he could say a word, Xiaohuan suddenly took action. The mysterious person from the cotton team, this delicate and lovely girl, abruptly raised her hands, and a black book with no words on its cover flashed through her hands. A moment later, the seven "Blood Jade Bone Pieces" that Gui Xiansheng had given her appeared in her hand.

  A dark aura, intangible yet seemingly substantial, suddenly emanated from nowhere and descended upon the ruined courtyard. Zhou Yixian halted in his tracks, and even the mysterious figure approaching him paused, uttering a soft "hmm".

  Completely different from the ominous aura on that mysterious person's body, but also containing a strange and dark aura, the eerie ghostly energy surged over from all sides. This place was originally a righteous manor, and the yin energy was already extremely heavy. The second ring of the little ring unfolded its strange and mysterious ghostly technique, and suddenly there were continuous ghostly howls, and the gloomy wind was mournful, as if tens of thousands of ghosts were wailing, making people's hearts panic.

  Seven pieces of crimson jade fragments slowly floated up from Xiao Huan's palm, as if an invisible hand was arranging them in mid-air. They formed a triangular shape in front of Xiao Huan, and the dark red glow emanating from each piece, like seven slowly opening eyes, stared at the mysterious person.

  In the midst of the eerie wind that filled the entire courtyard, the mysterious man's voice echoed loudly, but he seemed to be completely unaffected by the ghostly spirits. The pair of eyes hidden behind the dark shadow narrowed slightly, and suddenly spoke in a cold tone: "Ghost Dao technique!"

  Xiao Huan's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her originally beautiful face was now pale. It was unclear whether it was because she was not skilled in using this kind of mysterious technique for the first time, or if girls naturally had some fear of ghosts and spirits. In any case, this first attempt at using a ghostly spell, catalyzed by the ghostly treasure "Blood Jade Bone Fragment", had taken shape. A layer of deep black air gradually condensed around Xiao Huan's body, and as she flipped her arm, a huge black skull suddenly materialized, looking extremely eerie.

  "Monday fell into a rage: 'What do you know? This person's moral integrity is not ordinary, hurry...'"

  And the seven pieces of Blood Jade Bone also slowly rose into the air, inlaid into the eye sockets of the black skull. In an instant, the skull was reborn, and a black arrow-like beam shot out from its mouth at incredible speed, shooting towards the mysterious person.

  The air-piercing arrow shot forth like a sharp whistle, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived before the mysterious man. The mysterious man's body shifted slightly, seemingly slow, yet he dodged the deadly ghostly arrow at the last possible moment. The ghostly arrow pierced through the air and disappeared, its turbulent sound still echoing in his ears.

  But he didn't have time to catch his breath, as the black skull in front of him continued to spit out black and ferocious ghost arrows one after another, piercing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, shooting straight at the mysterious figure from all directions, up, down, left, and right, leaving no room for escape.

  Zhou Yixian and the wild dog behind Xiao Huan's back both changed their expressions. The wild dog was surprised and delighted, never expecting that Xiao Huan's skills were so formidable; while Zhou Yixian's expression was complex, with little information on his face, but more worry and doubt.

  It was at this moment that Zhou Yixian's expression changed, and he took a step back, looking in another direction of the courtyard. This was not where Xiaohuan and the mysterious figure were fighting, but rather a place that everyone had overlooked, a place they had just investigated - the abandoned house in the Yi Manor.

  The shadows were deep there, but compared to the eerie atmosphere in the courtyard at this moment, it seemed even better. Just now, Zhou Yixian and Ye Gou Dao Ren looked inside from the door, and naturally, everything inside had long been abandoned, with only broken tiles and a few old coffins that made people uncomfortable to look at.

  But it was these that suddenly attracted Zhou Yixian's attention and even the small ring in the intense battle didn't notice for a moment.

  What appeared in that pile of trash?

  Xian's eyes stared at it without blinking on Monday.

  In the courtyard, the small ring's ghostly technique was so powerful that it completely suppressed the mysterious figure for a moment. The black skull she summoned kept firing extremely fierce ghost arrows, each one breaking through the air, although none of them hit the mysterious person, but they forced him to dodge constantly. This eerie and sinister ghostly power seemed to make even the mysterious person with profound and unfathomable Taoism unwilling to confront it head-on.

  It was like this for half a moment, although the black skull that shrouded Xiao Huan's body outside did not disperse, and the red light in his eyes was still shining brightly. However, the mysterious person had changed, as if he had already seen something, and let out a cold laugh. Suddenly, amidst the rain of ghostly arrows, he flew up and charged straight at Xiao Huan.

  All the ghost arrows seemed to have lost their target at once, and slid away from her side. The sharp whistling sound was still ringing in her ears, but they all flew to the side. The faces of the wild dogs and Taoists around were all pale, Xiao Huan's face turned white, and she stared at the black shadow that was about to fly close to her body. Her two beasts suddenly closed together and merged into her chest. Under her magical support, the black skull let out a sharp whistle and suddenly shrunk by about half. However, it also blocked in front of Xiao Huan. The seven pieces of flashing red light, the blood jade bone fragments, rapidly rotated, and a red light screen burst out from the eyes of the black skull, intercepting the path of the mysterious person.

  The mysterious man let out a cold hum, seemingly with his Tao, and unexpectedly also had a few points of awe for the red light screen, stiffening his body and stopping in his tracks. He turned to look at Xiaohuan, although temporarily escaping danger, but immediately afterwards unknown terror, her whole body trembled, as if suddenly suffering a severe internal injury, and a black glow flashed across her face. A moment later, the magic in her hands and the black skull in front of her began to shake violently.

  The ghostly scissors that had just shot out of the void also immediately felt the effects, and from their sharp whistling and unstoppable momentum, they became weak and powerless. The red light screen that had been sprinkled down by the small ring technique earlier also gradually shook and finally dissipated in a struggling manner.

  Unexpectedly, the mysterious figure, Xiao Huan, stopped attacking after falling to the ground and instead stood up, looking at the girl who was gradually weakening in front of him, with a flash of cold light flickering in his eyes.

  The wild dog's sudden defeat was inexplicable, as it had been in a superior position just moments before. But then, it seemed to have suffered an enormous loss of energy and fell to the ground. As he rushed to offer money and support the nearly fallen Xiao Huan, his hand touched hers, and he was shocked to find her body icy cold. Moreover, amidst the chill, there was a strange and unpredictable aura emanating from her, like a ghostly energy that seemed to be searching for its next victim.

  Fortunately, this feeling soon dissipated as Xiao Huan weakly sat down. Ye Gou Dao Ren didn't dare to be slow and carefully helped Xiao Huan sit down. Zhou Yi Xian silently walked over to Xiao Huan's side, took a close look at her face, shook his head and sighed, but didn't say anything.

  The little ring now looked extremely weak, as if it couldn't even speak. The black skull in mid-air gradually faded away and disappeared, leaving behind the seven blood jade bone pieces that had returned to their ordinary appearance. They hovered in mid-air for a moment before falling down, landing on the stone slab in front of Xiaohuan with a few crisp sounds.

  That mysterious person glanced at Xiao Huan and suddenly said: "How long has she been practicing the 'Blood Soul' technique?"

  Zhou Yixian slowly walked in front of Xiao Huan, blocking his line of sight towards her. The mysterious person looked at him and Zhou Yixian said calmly: "It's just a passerby after all."

  That mysterious person fell silent for a moment, the two red glows in his eyes gradually dimmed, and as the light weakened, he seemed to have gained a few more human touches, and the fierce aura on his body also dissipated a lot.

  On Monday, Xian's eyebrows furrowed as he walked south and north, seeing the world with his own eyes. Few people in the world could be mentioned in the same breath as him, and naturally, he had also noticed the strange aura on this mysterious person's body. His eyes gradually revealed a thoughtful expression, and then seemed to think of something again. Suddenly, he looked towards the direction of that abandoned house again.

  In the cold night wind, that abandoned house stood alone for many years, desolate and bleak. It was truly a place without any peculiarities, yet when Zhou Yi Xian looked at it, his expression was quite strange, with a hint of expectation hidden within.

  That mysterious person fell silent for a moment, his voice still as calm as ever, but the gaze he directed at Zhou Yixian's back had already added a few points of unexpected admiration, saying: "Good innate talent, unfortunately it was used on minor ghostly techniques."

  "On Monday, Xianyan looked at him and said: 'This noble sir, we have no intention of offending you. Tonight, we mistakenly entered this place, also without any other intentions, and do not want to start a conflict with you. If there is nothing else, please let us leave.'"

  The mysterious man slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhou Yixian, sneering: "You've mistakenly entered this place, you say it's easy to get out, but who knows if you're not..."

  Just as he was halfway through his words, the man's body suddenly trembled slightly, and his speech was interrupted. Zhou Yixian was shocked, and then clearly saw that on the face covered by the black hood, in the eye sockets, a faint red glow slowly lit up again.

  An ominous aura rises again, an invisible shroud looms over, oppressing everything, even more so than just now.

  Xian's face changed drastically on Monday, and he suddenly retreated a step, pulling up the weak Xiao Huan with one hand. He hastily told the stunned Ye Gou Ren: "Quickly, quickly scatter and run, whoever escapes is an individual..."

  The wild dog seemed to understand something, but before he could speak, the darkness in front of him suddenly condensed, and a strong gust of wind blew. A huge shadow suddenly fell from the sky, covering the three of them completely, leaving no way out.

  The wild dog let out a loud roar and pounced forward, pinning Xiaohuan under his body, using himself to block the dark shadow. Zhou Yixian was stunned for a moment, her complex expression changing rapidly, but in an instant, the overwhelmingly powerful darkness descended like a heavenly curtain, its heavy pressure unstoppable, rumbling down like Mount Tai crushing them from above, and it seemed that the three of them would be crushed into powder at any moment.

  At this critical moment, a burst of red light suddenly flashed from the abandoned house, as if someone had let out a loud roar in the darkness. The light instantly surged and exploded, like long-suppressed anger bursting through the darkness, transforming into an incredibly bright column of light that violently erupted from the depths of the dark abandoned house.

  Suddenly, a thunderous roar shook the entire abandoned house to pieces in an instant. Countless fragments of earth and tiles were blasted into the sky amidst the deafening sound, shining with a fiery glow like flames. A figure transformed into a giant dragon, streaking across the dark void with an aura of lightning-fast momentum, charging towards that mysterious person.

  The eerie shadow that was about to crush Zhou Yixian, Xiaohuan, and Ye Gou Dao Ren suddenly withdrew like a whale sucking in water. The enormous pressure vanished instantly, leaving the three of them feeling dizzy and disoriented, their heads spinning nonstop.

  In the distance, facing the figure that burst forth with light, this mysterious task seemed to be enraged as well. The blood color in his eyes deepened, and suddenly both hands shot out, blocking in front of him. In an instant, a wall of earth was formed, completely blocking the fierce red glow.

  It was only after the two sides fought with all their might that the red light and black shadow intersected, and the light and shadow seemed to have reached a white heat, constantly emitting a strange hissing sound. From a distance, the surrounding scenery began to vaporize, and rolling heat waves started to surge, drifting upwards bit by bit.

  At this moment, the two figures of their mysterious mission had already become unclear.

  On such a quiet night, in such a deserted temple, there is actually such a profound and noble mission, where the fate of life and death will be decided!

  Suddenly, from the deepest part of the light, a deafening crash exploded like thunder bursting in the sky. In an instant, a massive gust of wind rushed forward, swirling sand and dust everywhere. All objects were ejected, and even Zhou Yi Xian's body was involuntarily tossed out along with the other two people.

  In that thunderclap, there seemed to be a voice roaring in anger, like thunder: "Don't you turn back!"

  The voice was answered with a cold laugh, containing endless disdain and arrogance.

  The light and shadow flickered, and finally slowly dimmed and dissipated. A large pit suddenly appeared in the sandstorm. Two people stood facing each other in the pit. One of them was a person that Zhou Yi Xian had never seen before, with a short and stout figure, a furious expression on his face, holding a red sword, exuding an aura of majesty, but it was unknown whether he was injured or not, as there were already bloodstains at the corner of his mouth. The other person, judging from his clothes, was the mysterious person they had just fought against, but the layer of black air surrounding him had already dispersed, and it was unclear whether it was because the battle with the short and stout figure was too intense to maintain.

  From a distance, this mysterious figure wore a Qingyunmen Daoist robe, but his face was ordinary, with five long whiskers. The first impression he gave people was that of a high-ranking Taoist priest who stood out from the crowd. However, at this moment, his eyes were flashing with cold light and red sparks, adding a hint of eeriness to him.

  That short and stout man glanced at Zhou Yixian and the others, seemingly seeing that they were not in any immediate danger, before revealing a slightly relieved expression. His expression then turned severe as he stared at the Taoist priest, and after a brief moment, coldly sneered in a chilly voice: "Do you think that just with this 'Heart Annihilation Lock' technique, you can trap me?"

  His eyes gleamed with a fierce red light, and his body was shrouded in an aura of intense ferocity, as if it were a tangible object that pulsed and throbbed. In a low, ominous tone, he said: "I had forgotten, this technique was originally created by your ancestor, but using it on you... the taste must be unbearable!"

  "Pah," the fatty cursed, "you've fallen into devilry and yet you dare to speak wildly. The Heart-annihilating Lock has long been explicitly forbidden by our ancestors of past generations, and now you ignore our ancestral teachings - do you still have the ancestors of the Qingyun Sect in your eyes?"

  That person sneered and said, "In the past when you fought a fierce battle with me, the destruction of our ancestral hall was not solely my doing. Do you still have the ancestors of Qingyun Gate in your eyes?"

  That fatty was taken aback, but immediately became even more enraged. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, and could only glare fiercely at the Taoist. The Taoist sized up the fatty with a few glances, then suddenly sneered coldly: "I think you'd better not try to show off anymore. Although your cultivation is deeper than I thought, and you can forcefully break through the Heart Lock Seal, but in order to save those three people, you exhausted your cultivation and forcibly broke through. At this moment, your qi and blood are surging back, and all the meridians in your body are shaking together. At most, you only have six-tenths of your usual cultivation left. Heh heh..."

  He sneered in a cold, gloomy voice, saying: "In your heyday, you were still no match for me. You were captured and imprisoned in this abandoned coffin. Do you dare to be my enemy now?"

  The fatty, however, showed no signs of fear or retreat, and said sternly: "In those days, you and Master Wan were the most outstanding heroes, sweeping away demons and monsters. I followed you then, and even if I had died for you, I would not have regretted it. But today, you are no longer the person you once were, whereas what I am doing is precisely what you and Master Wan did back then, without any regrets even in death."

  He let out a long whistle, his face bearing a few parts of sternness, yet also several parts of deep sorrow, and shouted: "Receive the sword!"

  Before he could finish speaking, a figure flashed by like lightning and merged into the fiery red light. Like a giant dragon soaring through the sky, it pounced forward fiercely. The man's eyes were filled with an intense red glow, but his pupils had slightly contracted. As he gazed at the pillar of crimson light that seemed to split the sky and tear apart heaven and earth, it appeared almost unstoppable, leaving only one path - mutual destruction.

  He suddenly sneered, his right hand swung out, and a cold light suddenly appeared, not with much dazzling light, but it blocked the direction of that red light pillar in front of him.

  As soon as the cold light touched the red light column, it suddenly flashed with a brilliant light, seemingly dull and slow, but actually cutting in hard, a burst of light flashing and shaking.

  That fatty suddenly let out a furious roar, followed by a pained howl. The red light instantly reversed direction and dispersed with a loud crash. The fatty stumbled backward, was actually knocked flying, and fell to the ground unable to stand up straight. He continuously retreated backward, and as he did so, his mouth began spewing out fresh blood. Clearly, he had been severely injured, even his shirt's chest area was stained red by a large patch of blood.

  In that Taoist's place, a cold light flashed and was withdrawn. Looking closely, he indeed held an unremarkable ancient sword in his hand. The ancient sword had an archaic form, its material was strange, like stone but not stone. The strangest part was that this ancient sword was actually a broken sword, the front two feet of which were snapped off.

  That fatty's mouth was bleeding profusely as he glared fiercely at the Daoist, his voice hoarse with rage: "You... you actually dared to bring the Heaven-exterminating Sword down from Qingyun Mountain?"

  That man looked up at the sky and laughed wildly, his posture was extremely arrogant. And in the distance, Zhou Yi Xian and three others listened with increasing shock, until finally, they were shocked to the point of being stunned!

  Slaying Immortal Sword!

  Is the broken sword in his hand actually the Xianjia's number one divine sword that shakes the world - Zhuxian Ancient Sword?

  Then what kind of characters would these two people be who are so powerful they're terrifying?