In the twilight.

In front of the Great Xia Imperial Palace.

Zhu Xian swung his spear horizontally, and Qin Hao parried with his divine sword. When the two weapons collided, Qin Hao was swept far away by the powerful force.

After Qin Hao regained his footing, he said mockingly, "Zhu Xian, as long as you submit to me, I will spare your life."

Zhu Xian's pretty face was frosty. "If you're so capable, then leave the capital of Great Xia alive!"

Qin Hao was surrounded by primordial light, the divine power bestowed upon him by the Heavenly Dao. He laughed loudly, "Hahaha, I am the chosen one of Heaven! Those who oppose me will be punished by Heaven!"

Zhu Xian once again raised her spear and charged at Qin Hao.

They clashed again. With the blessing of the Primordial Divine Power, Qin Hao withstood Zhu Xian's fierce attack. Just then, Ao Rui charged out wielding the Azure Divine Halberd.

"Zhu Xian, prepare to die!"

Ao Rui wanted to avenge his brother.

Seeing Zhu Xian being besieged by Qin Hao and Ao Rui, Hua Ying disregarded the danger outside and resolutely left Wushang Temple.

Chu Qingcheng watched her leave.

Hua Ying rushed towards Zhu Xian's location, but before she reached the battlefield, she was stopped by the old monk.

An old monk in a black robe stood in front of Hua Ying, a strange smile on his face.

Without the slightest hesitation, Hua Ying made a hand seal, and the Bagua array beneath her feet expanded outwards.

"The Gen trigram represents the seal of earth!"

The surrounding houses all turned into quicksand, surging from all directions toward the direction where the old monk was.

The old monk clasped his hands together, and in an instant, Buddha's light shone everywhere, blowing away all the quicksand.

Under the Buddha's light.

Hua Ying's cultivation level was suppressed.

The old monk appeared before Hua Ying.

A beam of chaotic light struck, and the old monk sensed the danger, forcing him to retreat.

Chu Qingcheng stood on the Chaos Bell, her robes fluttering, her beauty unparalleled. She said softly, "Flower Fairy, go help the princess. Leave this to me."

"Chaos Divine Weapon!"

The old monk's eyes narrowed to slits.

Ji Ming of Baiyu Temple stared at the Chaos Bell, his expression one of shock. "She actually possesses a Chaos Divine Weapon. Even in the Immortal Realm, complete Chaos Divine Weapons are extremely rare."

Hua Ying went to help Zhu Xian out of her predicament.

The old monk chanted obscure Buddhist scriptures, and a tall, golden statue rose from the ground, with three heads and six arms, half Buddha and half demon, as if it were about to support the heavens and the earth.

"Give me the town!"

Chu Qingcheng activated the Chaos Bell.

The Chaos Bell released a powerful chaotic light, which enveloped the old monk's Dharma image. The golden Dharma image was forced to kneel on the ground and began to collapse and shatter.

"This is the Chaos Divine Weapon!"

Dao Zi Ji Ming stared intently at the Chaos Bell.

Hua Ying arrived at the battlefield in front of the palace. She raised her hand and slashed a golden rune sword at Ao Rui.

Ao Rui used his divine halberd to block Hua Ying's attack.

"court death!"

Ao Rui raised her hand.

A deep blue divine light emanated from his palm.

The divine light arrived extremely fast. Hua Ying quickly formed hand seals, and a Bagua array appeared in front of her. However, the defensive barrier was shattered the moment of impact.

The flower shadow was knocked away.

She fell heavily to the ground.

Song Wanqing from the Celestial Pavilion stood on a high place, her brows slightly furrowed. "As expected of the God Clan, they possess such terrifying strength at such a young age, invincible under the tribulation."

Hua Ying's body floated up, her eyes became arrogant, and her aura suddenly soared.

Ao Rui charged forward, wielding his divine halberd.

Hua Ying slowly raised her right hand, and a purple light emanated from her slender fingers, like a divine sword.

call out!

The sound of something cutting through the air rang out.

Ao Rui's pupils contracted sharply. He had no time to dodge and could only swing his divine halberd to defend himself.

Boom!

Ao Rui was blasted away.

The divine halberd flew from his hand.

Dao Zi Ji Ming frowned, somewhat puzzled. "Such powerful energy, but this isn't Daoist magic!"

The prodigy with vertical eyes frowned and said in a deep voice, "I never expected there to be so many brilliant geniuses in the mortal world. No wonder the holy son of my Taichu Mountain perished in the mortal realm."

Wang Xuan from the Immortal Palace sneered, "No matter how amazing they are, it's useless. Once they're both exhausted, the city's fortune will be ours."

The prodigy with vertical eyes chimed in, "That's right!"

Daxia Academy.

Deep within the academy, a hunched old man gazed at the Haoran Sword, noticing that it was trembling.

Light footsteps sounded.

The hunched old man suddenly looked up and saw a child holding a broom. "What are you doing here, kid?"

Tong Yan swept the fallen leaves in the courtyard. "Ancestor, if I leave, who will clean the academy?"

The hunched old man frowned. "The sky is falling, what are you still sweeping? Quickly hide behind me."

Tong Yan could only obediently come to stand behind the hunchbacked old man.

The Heavenly Dao Avatar appeared in the courtyard. It did not look at the hunched old man and Tong Yan, but stared at the Righteous Sword.

The hunched old man tried to get up.

He had just stood up when the Heavenly Dao clone glanced at him, and the overwhelming pressure forced the hunchbacked old man to his knees, his forehead slamming heavily against the ground, blood flowing incessantly.

"Ancestor!"

Tong Yan stepped forward to help, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift the hunched old man.

"You'd better get out of here!"

The hunched old man's eyes were filled with despair.

The Heavenly Dao clone walked towards the Vast Sword.

Just then, Tong Yan stood up and ran towards the Haoran Sword.

The Heavenly Dao clone remained where it was, watching as Tong Yan approached the Haoran Sword.

The hunched old man managed to lift his head.

"Don't go over there, move on!"

Tong Yan showed no fear. He reached out, grasped the Haoran Sword, and easily drew it.

As Tong Yan drew the Haoran Sword, a golden light soared into the sky—a fragment of the Heavenly Dao.

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