Upon seeing this, Zuo Youxian was greatly alarmed, his pupils dilating as if they were trembling.

Seeing the terrifying sword energy sweeping towards him, he had no time to think and suddenly slashed out with the Meridian Sword in his hand.

"boom!"

A burst of energy flashed and clashed directly with the sword energy unleashed by Wang Yang.

"Bang!"

Immediately following, a deafening explosion resounded, and a fierce dust storm swept through the area.

A powerful shockwave swept out, blinding the disciples of the True Lineage Sect.

"So strong!"

Wanwan gasped in surprise, her breathing uneven.

At the same time, she was also puzzled deep down that the sword energy flow was a secret technique passed down only by the true lineage, so how could Wang Yang also use it?

Moreover, judging from the power of Wang Yang's move, it was in no way inferior to Zuo Youxian's.

In contrast, Zhao Min and the others did not show much emotion.

It seems that for them, Wang Yang dealing with a mere Zuo Youxian was nothing to be surprised about.

Before long, the dust settled.

Upon closer inspection, Wang Yang and Zuo Youxian were still standing in their original positions.

Wang Yang remained calm and composed, the Heaven-Slaying Sword held horizontally in his hand, his face serene and unperturbed.

Not far away, Zuo Youxian was also standing there, but the expression on his face looked a little strange, as if he had been frozen in time.

"Sect Leader?"

Seeing that Zuo Youxian remained motionless, a disciple of the True Lineage Sect called out softly from a distance.

Unfortunately, Zuo Youxian acted as if he hadn't heard anything and remained standing still.

Upon seeing this, the many disciples of the True Lineage Sect looked at each other in bewilderment, their eyes revealing confusion and uncertainty as they wondered what had happened.

Just then, Wang Yang smiled calmly, and with a flick of his wrist, he tossed the Heaven-Slaying Sword in his hand, sending a beam of sword light flying straight into the sword box in A Qing's hand.

It was at this moment that blood suddenly gushed out from the body of Zuo Youxian, who had been standing still, and his body was torn to pieces.

In a short while, Zuo Youxian had been reduced to a pile of corpses.

"ah?"

"Hiss..."

Upon seeing this, all the members of the True Disciples present gasped in shock, their eyes filled with indescribable horror.

No one expected that their sect leader, Zuo Youxian, one of the eight great masters of the Demonic Sect, would be killed by Wang Yang.

Moreover, he died from his own signature technique, the Flowing Sword Qi.

The more they thought about it, the more their scalps tingled.

Wang Yang paid no attention to this. He glanced at the group of True Disciples and said in a cold voice, "Who else wants to step forward and try?"

"Gurgle!"

As Wang Yang spoke, the members of the True Disciple Sect couldn't help but swallow hard, their expressions filled with fear.

Then, the group, who had initially come with great momentum, abandoned all other concerns and scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in a panic.

Before long, the True Lineage Sect members had all left the open space outside the inn, leaving only a pile of corpses of Ziwu Sword Zuo Youxian being washed by the drizzle.

Wang Yang got up and went back to Zhao Min and the others.

Upon seeing Wang Yang's triumphant return, all the beauties cast admiring glances at him.

Wanwan was completely dumbfounded upon seeing this, her head buzzing.

She had previously witnessed Wang Yang kill You Niaojuan in the street, and now, Ziwu Sword Zuo Youxian was also easily killed by Wang Yang.

"Just how strong is he?"

"I'm afraid even Master wouldn't have a chance of winning!"

Wanwan was secretly shocked, deeply impressed by Wang Yang's strength.

She thought that even if her master, Empress Zhu Yuyan, were to take action, she would probably not be a match for Wang Yang.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go into the inn!"

Just as Wanwan was lost in thought, Wang Yang's voice came from behind her.

Upon hearing this, she quickly snapped out of her daze and subconsciously followed Wang Yang and the others back to the inn.

After sitting down in the inn's lobby, Wanwan calmed her agitated mind and then looked at Wang Yang with curiosity:

"Alliance Leader Wang, are you aware that You Niaojuan and Zuo Youxian, who died at your hands earlier, were both experts of the Eight Paths of the Demonic Sect?"

When Wanwan asked the question, Wang Yang didn't reply, but just smiled calmly.

At this moment, Mu Wanqing suddenly interjected:

“Miss Wanwan, our Master Wang is all-knowing, so he naturally knows about the eight great masters of the Demonic Sect you mentioned.”

"And those Heavenly Lord Xi Ying and Demon General Zhao Deyan have already been killed by the young master!"

As she said this, Mu Wanqing seemed quite pleased with herself, and then glanced at Wang Yang, her admiration for him undisguised.

"What did you say?"

Wanwan was shocked and her mind was shaken once again by Mu Wanqing's sudden words.

I thought that Wang Yang killing You Niaojuan and Zuo Youxian was already extremely shocking.

Who would have thought that even Zhao Deyan and Xi Ying would fall at Wang Yang's hands.

It should be noted that among the eight great masters of the Demonic Sect, Zhao Deyan and Xi Ying are significantly stronger than Zuo Youxian and You Niaojuan.

Before Wanwan could recover from her shock, Zhao Min smiled faintly and said:

"And that so-called master swordsman Fu Cailin from Goguryeo, who even dared to challenge the young master to a sword duel, was directly killed by the young master with a single sword strike outside Daming Temple!"

"ah?"

Upon hearing this, Wanwan was shocked once again, her face filled with disbelief.

"You...you mean Fu Cailin, one of the three grandmasters of martial arts? He...he was also killed by Alliance Leader Wang?"

Wanwan stammered, her shock reaching an unbearable level.

Zhao Min nodded and hummed softly, "That's right! That person wanted to take Kou Zhong away, but Young Master refused, so they agreed to a sparring match. However, Fu Cailin's swordsmanship was no match for Young Master's at all, and he was killed by Young Master in just a few moves!"

"Coo coo..."

After hearing what Zhao Min said, Wanwan couldn't help but swallow hard, her shock beyond words.

"Is he... is he even human?"

"Four of the eight demonic sect masters within the territory of this Great Tang have already died at his hands."

"Even Fu Cailin, one of the three great masters of martial arts, became a victim of his sword."

The more Wanwan thought about it, the more alarmed she became, and the more curious she became about Wang Yang.

I can't understand how Wang Yang, at such a young age, could possess such formidable strength.

Wang Yang paid no attention to Wanwan's shock and ate and drank while being served by Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju.

After a while, Wanwan finally calmed down and secretly glanced at Wang Yang.

Upon seeing him, a strange feeling stirred deep within her heart; she had never encountered anyone as stunning and extraordinary as Wang Yang.

Time flies, and before you know it, it's pitch black.

In a superior room at the inn, Wang Yang stood with his hands behind his back by the window.

After thinking for a moment, he summoned Zhao Min and other beauties.

Earlier, Wang Yang had promised to pass on the secret of immortality to the beauties.

Now that he had said it, he naturally wouldn't go back on his word.

Next, Wang Yang had each of the beauties enter the room one by one to personally teach them the secrets of longevity.

There are seven volumes of this Longevity Manual. Wang Yang did not pass on all of the Longevity Manuals at once, but rather passed on the first volume first.

If anyone manages to master the second volume, they can come back to him to ask for the second volume's techniques.