[Ding! Now that the system has been repaired for the second time, any ominous forces that dare to corrupt the host will only become nourishment for the system!]

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xingdou took a step forward without hesitation and resolutely left the impregnable Xuantian Altar.

As Zhou Xingdou left the protection of Xuantian Altar, Fang Daokun, who had been paying close attention to him, immediately noticed. This made Fang Daokun's eyes light up, and he quickly waved the mysterious runes in his hand, which were extremely dark and profound, and locked onto Zhou Xingdou in an instant.

At the same time, the Taoist priest Tianhui also noticed Fang Daokun's actions.

He immediately unleashed a powerful Dao technique, slamming out a terrifying Dao seal that hurtled straight towards Fang Daokun.

Not only that, but the old Taoist priest Tiancong acted decisively, stepping directly in front of Zhou Xingdou and unleashing a mysterious beam of light with astonishing power and violent fluctuations, making it impossible for Fang Daokun to get even an inch closer to Zhou Xingdou.

Unfortunately, this was not the time for Zhou Xingdou to express his gratitude. Instead, Zhou Xingdou transformed into lightning and instantly appeared beside Yuan Tian, ​​shouting urgently at Fahai, who was blocking the thousands of strange saints:

"Fahai, get out of the way!"

Fahai obeyed Zhou Xingdou's order without hesitation. Even though his strength was now depleted, he still used the last bit of his Buddhist power to shake off the surrounding enemies.

At the same time, as if they had known each other all along, Yuan Tian quickly stretched out a hand into the void and pulled hard. Risking the recurrence of his injuries, he used all his power of Dao and Law to forcefully pull the exhausted Fahai back from the Sea of ​​Saints.

However, the instant Fahai was successfully pulled back, all the divine powers surging around Zhou Xingdou erupted in full force!

Unfathomable holy power, vast and boundless power of heaven and earth, dazzling power of stars, all-suppressing true energy of the prison, invincible and domineering sword intent, perfect physical divine power with blood and qi, and the thunderous might of divine punishment—all these terrifying powers exploded at the same moment!

Although Zhou Xingdou's strength is far inferior to that of Fahai, who is at the Heavenly Venerable level, the power he possesses is a natural nemesis to evil spirits and ominous things.

Moreover, his ability to withstand ominous influences alone is enough to make him even more effective than the Celestial Venerable Fahai in the face of thousands of bizarre sacred realms.

In the blink of an eye, all sorts of strange phenomena flashed through Zhou Xingdou's silver-white eyes filled with purple aura. Suddenly, the Prison Suppressing Sword Peak appeared in his hand, and a ruthless, supreme, domineering, and incomparably heavy true meaning rose between heaven and earth.

Punish the heavens!

Punish the heavens!

Punish the heavens!

At this moment, the Punishment Heaven Dao Body was revived to its peak, and an ancient, distant and mysterious low murmur resounded between heaven and earth. Endless lightning patterns flowed and burst forth from the vertical lines between his eyebrows, and 840 million giant elephant particles boiled together. The intent of the Absolute Sword caused countless treasures in the Xuan Tian Dao Sect to emit sharp and piercing mournful cries.

All of this merged into the Prison-Suppressing Sword Peak at this moment, and another boom resounded between heaven and earth, causing the thousands of fanatical and strange saints to be slightly stunned.

Countless true meanings evolved, and all sorts of strange phenomena erupted. Zhou Xingdou held his sword horizontally, and an extremely complex and terrifying power burst forth from the Prison-Suppressing Sword Peak.

"cut!!!"

Zhou Xingdou suddenly let out a deafening roar, as if it would tear the entire world apart. At that moment, the giant sword in his hand emitted a chilling crimson light.

This sword strike contained all of Zhou Xingdou's power; it was his most powerful attack to date.

It incorporates various profound techniques and supernatural abilities he has acquired over many years of cultivation, and is the Punishment Sword developed through the Absolute Sword Vein.

Every bit of power in this sword strike was so complex and terrifying, intertwined and entangled, forming an indescribable aura.

Buzz!

As the Prison-Suppressing Sword Peak was swung, the surrounding void churned violently, whipping up raging winds.

Immediately afterwards, a massive sword beam that stretched across the heavens and earth suddenly erupted, its destructive power reaching its peak.

Where the sword light passed, space twisted and shattered, everything was swallowed up, and endless terrifying waves erupted, slashing at the thousands of strange saints.

Those bizarre saints who were initially fanatical and caught in the brunt of the attack seemed to regain some of their senses after being struck by the sword, revealing expressions of utter terror.

They struggled desperately to escape, trying to avoid the sword beam's attack, but it was too late. They could only watch helplessly as the terrifying, enormous sword beam drew ever closer, finally slashing down upon them.

Wow!

In an instant, an extremely terrifying energy fluctuation erupted from the point where the swords touched the saints. This fluctuation spread rapidly in all directions like a surging sea wave.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky, and endless lightning punishment poured down like a raging torrent; the True Qi of Suppressing Hell and the Qi of Blood surged in the sword light, transforming into an incomparably heavy sun that crushed down.

Dazzling stars streaked across the sky like shooting stars, crashing down with tremendous force. Countless domineering sword intents crisscrossed the heavens and earth... and all sorts of extraordinary phenomena appeared one after another!

Zhou Xingdou's aura weakened for a moment, but quickly recovered. Then, a system notification sounded in his ear:

[Ding! Host has killed 237 mid-level Chaos Power-enhanced cultivators, gaining a Luck Points reward of 2370.]

Yuan Tian, ​​who was supporting the weakened Fahai beside Zhou Xingdou, suddenly gleamed with a sharp light in his eyes and immediately began to flatter him habitually. However, he forgot that he was still gushing blood from his mouth, and his words were incoherent:

"Young Master,... gurgle gurgle... truly a man of outstanding talent... gurgle puff..."

This single sword strike astonished almost everyone, with representatives from various factions exclaiming in surprise:

"How is that possible? He didn't even use his full strength when he gambled with the Buddha's disciple!"

"His power seems unaffected by the ominous influence, which is a sea of ​​thousands of saints whose power even the Heavenly Venerable's magic power was suppressed by the ominous influence!"

"Isn't Zhou Daozi afraid of being tainted by misfortune? That Supreme Being just now only killed a few dozen people, yet his aura plummeted and he was severely injured and unable to recover!"

The most shocked people present were none other than those from the Sword Domain. The old man carrying the crimson gold divine sword even shifted his gaze from the ominous black light, his sharp eyes instantly locking onto Zhou Xingdou.

Liu Dazhu, standing behind the old man, gaped open, his face filled with astonishment, and stammered in surprise:

"Absolute!...The Bloodline of the Absolute Sword!"

Liu Dazhu was stunned. He never imagined, even in his death, that Zhou Xingdou possessed the Absolute Sword Meridian.

"The young emperor of the Zhou family, the Daoist disciple of the Xuantian Dao Sect, and the chief disciple of the Falling Clouds Sword Immortal, is actually the successor of the Absolute Sword Immortal?"

Zhou Xingdou had no interest in the exclamations of these people. Slaying 237 saints with one sword sounds impressive, but these 237 people only reduced the number of strange saints in the sea of ​​saints by a small portion. There were still 800 or 900 remaining.