Zhaodi walked lightly under the protection of two shields in front and back, following the sound of the tiger's roar.

  A moment later, he walked out of the White Jade Corridor and came to a large hall with hundreds of feet wide.

  He was immediately shocked by this extremely frightening scene in front of him.

  A three-foot-long, blood-red crystal broadsword was chopping down on the body of a giant turtle that was five or six meters in size, with the head of a tiger and the tail of an ox.

  This giant tortoise, judging from its spiritual energy, should be a fifth-grade demon beast! At this time, it had no power to resist, and its huge body was shrinking rapidly, withering away, as if all the essence of its blood was being sucked out by that crimson broadsword. And that crimson broadsword was getting redder, brighter and more transparent, even from over a hundred feet away, Zhao Di could smell the bloody aura emanating from it.

  "It's you! How did you get in? Are you also a Five Spirits Root cultivator?" The one wielding the crimson broadsword was none other than the black-robed Young Master of the Demon Gate, who had been equally astonished by Zhao Di's sudden appearance from the passageway into the grand hall.

  "Oh, how did you know I'm a Five Spirits Root?" Zhao Di asked in surprise.

  "Hey! The seal of this cave is a very special bloodline seal, only cultivators who meet certain conditions can enter unscathed, while those who don't will be blocked by the seal. According to my inference, the condition for this bloodline seal is that one must have all five spiritual roots attributes! This is also why my two subordinates couldn't enter this seal. Hehe, I suppose those two useless guys are already dead at your hands, right?" The black-robed youth said with a smile, his Blood Red Broadsword still needing some time to absorb the giant turtle's pure blood.

  "Not bad, it was indeed you who killed him!" Zhao Di acknowledged very succinctly, then asked back: "I wonder what happened to my several companions three years ago? Did they all die at the hands of people like you?"

  The youth in black robes sneered a few times and said, "Haha, it's better that those two guys are dead, so they won't have to personally take action again! As for your late-stage foundation-building companion, indeed his strength is not bad, and he actually held on for several rounds under the hands of this young master! As for the outcome of the others, heh heh, why should this young master tell you!"

  The young man saw that the Blood Red Broad Sword had already sucked the giant turtle dry, leaving only an empty shell of several feet in size. The purpose of delaying time had been achieved, so he didn't say anything more.

  "Hmm! Your Blood Sword artifact's power is extremely great, it seems to have already surpassed the category of ordinary top-grade artifacts. A fifth-level demonic beast can't even withstand a single blow, could it be that this isn't an artifact? I'm afraid my knowledge is too shallow, I've heard that only cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage or above can use artifacts, this is a iron law in the cultivation world for tens of thousands of years! Although you are at the peak of the late-stage Foundation Establishment, it's impossible for you to be using an artifact, right?" Zhao Di asked doubtfully.

  "Haha, you orthodox Taoist priests only know about so-called magical tools and treasures. Haven't you heard of the Ten Great Ancient Evil Devices?!" The young man from the Demon Gate held up his Blood Sword in front of him, gazing at the dense, blood-colored glow flowing across its surface as he laughed with great pleasure.

  "Top ten ancient magical artifacts! Isn't that the legendary treasure of the Demon Gate that can behead immortals and destroy gods? How could it possibly be in the hands of a mere foundation-stage demon cultivator like you!" Zhao Di exclaimed, his tone filled with skepticism.

  "Not bad, you still have some insight! A true top ten magic artifact can flatten the entire cultivation world just by having one piece. The Blood Demon Sword in my hand is a replica of the 'God-Slaying Magic Sword', one of the top ten magic artifacts. Heh heh, even if it's a rough replica, its power surpasses that of ordinary magical treasures. I'll see what you're capable of, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator who dares to repeatedly kill my subordinates!" The young man from the Demon Gate said with a ferocious expression on his handsome face, making people feel intimidated at first glance.

  "Very well!" Zhao Di replied coldly, his hands flipped over, and with a flash of white light, a Heaven-Piercing Blade appeared in his hand.

  At this moment, both of them must get the treasure left by Ximen's scattered people, and there is absolutely no possibility of retreat. Only one person can leave this place alive. In this case, Zhao Di didn't say much nonsense and directly took out his own killer!

  Zhao Di's two hands tightly grasped a four-foot-long, inch-wide bone knife with a completely red body. The slightly curved surface of the knife flowed with an almost imperceptible, subtle glow. On the foot-long hilt, a half-transparent red spirit stone was inlaid, emitting an astonishing spiritual energy.

  "High-grade spirit stone! Top-quality spirit tool! You're indeed not simple!" Although the young man from the Demon Gate had some mental preparation and knew that his opponent was not an ordinary Qi Refining stage cultivator, he was still shocked when he saw the high-grade spirit stone and top-quality spirit tool that even a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator would find hard to possess.

  Before the young man of the Unequal Devil Gate could make another move, Zhao Di raised his hands and swung the Heaven Cleaving Blade down at him with a fierce chop.

  A several-meter-long, crescent-shaped blade of scorching red light flew swiftly towards the young man at the Demon Gate!

  The young man of the Demon Gate didn't move slowly either, his hand pointing at the Blood Devil Sword in front of him, and he lightly swung it towards Zhao Di.

  A similarly-sized, crescent-shaped dark red light blade also rose up to meet him.

  They were all red lights, but Zhao Di's red light was much brighter and the temperature was extremely high, scorching hot; The red light that Mo Men's young man attacked was much deeper and darker, emitting a strong bloody smell.

  Two crescent moons of red light, silent and soundless, touched each other, unable to advance even a fraction further. Suddenly, in an explosive roar, they mutually annihilated, transforming into tiny points of red light that vanished into the air.

  Both of them were stunned, the Blood Demon Sword and the Blazing Heaven Blade, both of which were their most powerful attacking moves, had been easily neutralized by each other, and they couldn't help but become even more vigilant.

  The young man Mo was particularly shocked, his Blood Demon Sword had the special effect of absorbing spiritual blood, and the more spiritual blood it absorbed, the greater its power. The Blood Demon Sword had just finished absorbing the entire spiritual blood of a fifth-grade demon beast, and its power was at its strongest. This seemingly casual swing of the Blood Demon Sword actually contained enormous power, yet it ended up being evenly matched with the opponent's high-quality spiritual artifact in a single blow. It seemed that the effect of high-grade spirit stones was indeed extremely powerful! And the high-quality spiritual artifacts driven by high-grade spirit stones should not be underestimated either.

  Zhao Di was also shocked, the power of the opposing imitation magic equipment was indeed immeasurable. His earlier seemingly ordinary blow actually contained extremely great power, even if it were a top-grade defensive magic artifact, it could be easily broken through. However, the opponent's Blood Red Broadsword simply waved lightly and resolved it. This overturned his previous understanding of the strength of foundation-building cultivators. After this incident, he understood even more that the cultivation world was always mysterious and extraordinary, and he was just a frog at the bottom of a well. The cultivation world had many powerful treasures, techniques, and spiritual medicines that were beyond his imagination. At any time, one could not be careless, and must always be cautious!

  After this round of confrontation, the two who had fought to a draw did not rush to launch another attack, but instead gazed coldly at each other.

  Zhao's sleeves shook, and thirty human-sized puppets fell down beside him. Each puppet had no expression on its face, with some holding shields in both hands and others holding bows, standing in three rows facing the young man at the demon gate.

  The first row of eight puppets all held up shields with their hands, while the puppets in the last two rows all held longbows.

  Whether it's a shield or a longbow, although they have different color attributes, they are all mid-grade spiritual artifacts.

  Upon witnessing this scene, the Mo Gate youth's mind was racing: "Although mid-grade spiritual artifacts are extremely rare and valuable in today's cultivation world, each one costs tens of thousands of spirit stones, far surpassing the price of top-grade artifacts! These thirty top-grade artifacts must be worth over a million spirit stones! Even a wealthy Foundation Establishment cultivator wouldn't have that much wealth! Where did this young man at the early stages of Building Foundation come from? Is he also a direct descendant of some major sect in the Starry Sea? Did he also find this place because he has five spiritual roots like me? But the secret of West Gate's hidden abode is only known to him and my uncle, so how did this person find out?"

  For a moment, countless questions flooded the mind of Mo Mengqing. The last bit of disdain he had for Zhao Di was gone, replaced by a hint of fear that even he himself did not dare to acknowledge!

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