As soon as he finished speaking, Master Qingshan suddenly threw the gleaming sword in his hand with all his might.

The sword shot out like a meteor, instantly flying into the churning thunderclouds in the sky.

In an instant, the Zhao family's manor trembled violently once again, as if the earth itself was groaning in pain.

The black clouds that had been constantly shooting black swords at Fang Han and the others no longer had any black swords shooting out.

However, the dark clouds seemed to be slowly pressed down by an invisible giant hand, getting lower and lower, as if the sky was about to collapse, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression, as if the whole world was about to be swallowed up by these heavy dark clouds.

At the same time, the dense, almost tangible, Yin energy in the manor, as if drawn by a mysterious force, converged in large quantities towards the thunderclouds.

After absorbing the Yin energy, the thunderclouds grew even darker, resembling a huge black curtain that shrouded the entire manor in endless darkness.

At this moment, outside the Zhao family manor, the afterglow of the setting sun was painting the sky with a magnificent, fiery cloud, a breathtaking sight, like a splendid painting.

However, the interior of the manor was like another world, as if it were night. Almost no sunlight could penetrate the thick black clouds, and darkness spread rampantly, with fear quietly growing in everyone's heart.

Fang Han and Zhou Chi have always been incredibly bold, but even so, if it weren't for the golden talisman shield that Fang Han summoned to protect them, their legs would probably have gone weak at this moment.

The scene before me was terrifying, as if the end of the world was about to come, or as if the legendary Demon-Sealing Land, which sealed away demons, had suddenly had its seal broken, filling me with despair.

"It's just a charade."

Despite the horrifying scene, Fang Han remained relaxed, a confident smile playing on his lips.

"cut!"

Master Qingshan was furious and could no longer contain himself. He roared, and his voice boomed like thunder over the manor.

The next moment, a dazzling light flashed from the dark thunderclouds, followed by a sword that roared down like a dragon emerging from the sea.

This sword is the very sword that Master Qingshan threw into the dark clouds earlier.

But now, it was completely different. It seemed to have absorbed enough terrifying energy from the dark clouds. Purple energy swirled around the sword, and a murderous aura permeated the air. The powerful pressure spread outwards like a tidal wave, making people feel fear.

At the same time, countless black swords surged forth from the dark clouds like a black tide, frantically adhering to the sword.

In the blink of an eye, the sword grew to an enormous size, like a black mountain pressing down from the sky, carrying a world-destroying aura as it slashed fiercely down at Fang Han.

"Young Master, be careful!"

Zhou Chi's eyes widened, his face full of worry, and he couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Brother Fang Han, be careful!"

Fang Qing clenched his fists nervously, his voice trembling slightly.

Despite their confidence in Fang Han, they couldn't help but feel worried when they saw the enormous and menacing sword.

After all, the background of this Taoist Master Qingshan is not to be underestimated. He comes from the Longyuan Sword Sect, which is one of the three most prestigious sects in Tianyuan County.

The Longyuan Sword Sect boasts a profound foundation and a far-reaching reputation, with numerous masters among its disciples, and its swordsmanship is unparalleled in Tianyuan County.

Although Master Qingshan is only an inner disciple of the Longyuan Sword Sect, the fact that he was able to personally represent the Longyuan Sword Sect to come to Yanming City suggests that he is no ordinary person and must possess astonishing skills.

"It's alright!"

Fang Han remained calm, with a slight smile playing on his lips.

With a thought, a flash of cold light appeared in his hand and the Xuan Tie Sword was already there.

The Xuan Tie sword has a jet-black, gleaming blade that faintly exudes a mysterious and powerful aura.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Han swung his sword swiftly toward the southeast corner of the manor.

Instantly, a sharp sword aura roared out like a dragon emerging from the sea. Wherever the sword aura passed, the air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, making a "hissing" sound.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Han raised his sword again without hesitation and slashed fiercely towards the sky, blocking the giant sword that was pressing down with the force of destroying the world.

In that instant, it was as if time itself had frozen.

The once-powerful and invincible giant sword could no longer press down under Fang Han's sword strike.

The immense impact caused the surrounding air to vibrate violently, creating visible ripples that spread outwards.

"Can you withstand this sword that draws upon the power of heaven and earth? Kneel down!"

When Master Qingshan saw that Fang Han had actually blocked his incredibly powerful attack, he was both shocked and furious, but he still roared confidently.

He quickly formed several complex hand seals with his hands.

As the incantation took shape, several runes flew out of his hand in an instant. The runes shimmered with strange light, boiling and leaping in the air like lively flames, and then one by one they were added to the giant sword.

Instantly, the runes on the greatsword shone brightly, and the already powerful sense of oppression suddenly intensified several times over.

The surrounding space seemed unable to withstand this powerful force, making cracking sounds as if it might shatter at any moment.