"Fang Han, you're courting death!"
The elder in the red dress and Elder Mo both flew into a rage, roaring almost in unison.
Their voices echoed in the cave, filled with anger and resentment.
Who would have thought that, despite the combined fierce attack of the two of them, Fang Han would still be able to use his divine sense to control Elder Man's weapon and smash Elder Man into a pulp.
This was an utter disgrace and a blatant provocation to them.
There is a very deep friendship between the Red-Dress Elder, Elder Mo, and Elder Man.
Decades ago, they worked together to protect Ouyang Yan, the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect, and risked their lives to escape from the sect.
After that, he followed Ouyang Yan all the way to the Heavenly Demon Sect.
During their time at the Heavenly Demon Sect, they lived under someone else's roof and suffered countless grievances.
Ouyang Yan was even more tragically defiled by Cao Gaoyu, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect. The group racked their brains and carefully planned to protect Ouyang Yan and help her escape from that demonic cave. Finally, they came to Yin Yang Mountain and lived a life of hiding in anonymity.
For decades, the three of them have shared joys and sorrows, and faced life and death together, their bond as deep as that of sisters.
But now, right under their noses, Elder Man was smashed to pieces by Fang Han using her own weapon, leaving no trace of her body. How could Elder Red Dress and Elder Mo not be furious and saddened?
Anger ignited their fighting spirit, and the swords in the hands of the red-skirted elder and the white-haired elder instantly became ferocious.
Swords flashed and cold light shone everywhere. The two were like two frenzied beasts, launching a relentless and fierce attack on Fang Han.
Both of them were powerful experts at the Divine Sense Realm, and their combined strength was terrifying. In an instant, sword shadows crisscrossed, completely enveloping Fang Han, leaving no room for escape.
However, despite their fierce attacks, they were unable to break through Fang Han's defenses.
Not only that, Fang Han was also able to launch counterattacks from time to time amidst this dense attack. Each counterattack was incredibly powerful, even managing to knock them back several steps.
Fang Han's combat strength far exceeded their expectations.
But these two were no pushovers either, and they kept clashing.
"This kid is powerful, but he's not at the Divine Sense Realm. Let's attack him with our divine sense!"
The elder in the red dress was extremely anxious and immediately communicated with the white-haired elder in black through divine sense.
"good!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Elder Baifa Mo immediately agreed to the method, believing it to be the key to breaking the deadlock and capturing Fang Han.
In an instant, the two unleashed their full divine power.
Their eyes gleamed with an eerie light, and their divine sense surged forth from between their brows, rapidly condensing into countless tiny needles, like a barrage of hidden weapons, fiercely stabbing towards Fang Han's sea of consciousness.
In their view, as long as these divine needles successfully invade Fang Han's sea of consciousness, Fang Han will surely suffer unbearable pain and instantly lose his fighting ability.
At that point, controlling Fang Han will be a piece of cake.
However, to their utter surprise, Fang Han reacted just as swiftly.
Just as their divine sense needles were about to pierce Fang Han, Fang Han suddenly released his own divine sense.
His divine sense acted like an indestructible barrier, firmly blocking his way.
The moment the red-skirted elder and the white-haired elder's divine sense needles touched this barrier, it was as if they had crashed into a towering mountain, instantly shattering and dissipating into countless points of light in the air.
This not only failed to harm Fang Han in the slightest, but instead caused them to suffer a backlash from their divine senses.
The two felt a sharp pain in their heads, as if countless heavy hammers were pounding wildly in their brains. Stars flashed before their eyes, and their rhythm of attack was immediately disrupted, becoming slow and chaotic.
When masters clash, victory or defeat often hinges on a single moment.
Fang Han keenly spotted the flaws in these two experts at the Divine Sense Realm, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
The black iron sword in his hand glided lightly through the gaps in the sword shadows, like a nimble fish or a babbling stream.
With two sharp "splat" sounds, Fang Han's sword mercilessly slashed through the abdomens of the red-skirted elder and the white-haired elder.
In an instant, blood gushed out like a spring, blooming into strange and bewitching blood flowers in the dim stone cave.
They were full of scheming, hoping to launch a surprise attack on Fang Han with their divine sense and catch him off guard.
Unexpectedly, her wishful thinking backfired. Not only did she fail to harm Fang Han in the slightest, but she also made things worse, suffering a backlash herself and looking pained and miserable.
In the past, if they encountered such a situation, they would definitely have made a hasty retreat and fled.
After all, as demons of the Hehuan Sect, they committed numerous evils and had a bad reputation. They were like rats crossing the street, hated by everyone. They had done a lot of things to escape and save their lives, and they were quite good at it.
This time, however, the situation was quite different; they were unwilling to escape easily.
They discovered this cave by chance after arriving at Yin Yang Mountain.
Inside the cave dwelling was a skeleton that had long since passed away, as well as a Yin-Yang cauldron and a Yin-Yang furnace that exuded a mysterious aura, and an ancient alchemical text.
The owner of these withered bones was the cultivator who created this cave.
Unfortunately, time is merciless, and the cultivator's lifespan was exhausted, ultimately leading to his passing away here.
At that time, Ouyang Yan made a decisive decision and ordered his men to carve out some small stone caves in the cave, turning it into the nest of the Hehuan Sect.
Ouyang Yan was determined to rebuild the Hehuan Sect and avenge her deceased fellow disciples.
However, she currently only possesses the strength of the peak of the Divine Sense Realm, and to truly establish a sect and fulfill her wish of revenge, she needs at least the cultivation of the Yuan Dan Realm.
She did not place all her hopes on the Yin-Yang Tree and Yin-Yang Fruit.
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