Ling Tian Sword God

The strength Xia Ji displayed undoubtedly stunned everyone present, causing many Righteous Path Disciples, who were previously prepared to take action, to quickly stay their hands. If they were to rashly step forward now, it would certainly mean death.

"HEHEHE... Sister Xia Ji is truly awe-inspiring today, dealing a heavy blow to these Righteous Path Disciples. Truly befitting her position as the Head of our Ten Outstanding Talents of the Demonic Sect, the foremost expert among the younger generation of our Holy Church."

At this time, Mei Ji, from the Demonic Camp, clapped her hands with a light laugh. Looking at the defeated Young Master of Myriad Dao and his two companions, her beautiful eyes filled with a hint of ridicule.

"Yeah, with Senior Sister Xia here, these Righteous Path Disciples are nothing more than chickens and dogs, incapable of withstanding a single blow." Yao Fang also grinned, her smile chilling.

"Stop talking nonsense and get ready to retreat with the disciples."

Xia Ji's tone, however, was ice-cold; she was clearly not as optimistic as the other two.

"Retreat? Now is the perfect opportunity to slaughter these Righteous Path Disciples. You want to retreat at a time like this?"

Yao Fang was stunned, her voice laced with unwillingness.

"That's right! If we can kill all these Righteous Path Disciples, their next generation will be annihilated, critically damaging their vitality. The unification of the Martial World under our Demonic Sect will be within reach!"

Xu Chao also failed to understand Xia Ji's decision. At this moment, they should seize the opportunity to deliver a devastating blow to these Righteous Path Disciples.

"Do you think people are so easy to kill? If you wish to stay and slaughter them, I won't stop you. However, I will not accompany you."

Xia Ji sneered, then promptly employed her Light Skill and swept towards the edge of the square.

WHOOSH!

Just then, a shadow suddenly swept out from an unknown location. Its speed was astonishingly fast. The instant it entered everyone's sight, it had already flashed to a spot twenty meters in front of Xia Ji. Without a sound, he launched a palm strike without warning.

This palm was exceptionally fierce, directly imprinting a huge palm seal in mid-air. Its five grey fingers loomed, enveloping Xia Ji's figure.

BANG!

Before Xia Ji could react, the grey palm seal struck her, sending her flying.

A Top Sky Apex Strong?

A hint of astonishment appeared in Ling Chen's eyes. It seemed only a Top Sky Apex Strong could so nonchalantly defeat Xia Ji with a single palm strike.

Xia Ji, whom he considered incredibly powerful, had been so effortlessly defeated by this masked middle-aged man. It was indeed a reminder that there were always bigger fish in the sea.

"A Top Sky Apex Strong has entered!"

A cry of alarm rang out, and the crowd was immediately in an uproar. Both the Righteous and Demonic Paths had previously agreed to only allow the younger generation to enter the Tienzong Ruins. They never expected a Top Sky Apex Strong to appear now.

This undoubtedly meant the agreement had been shattered.

Which martial arts giant could this be? Ling Chen was secretly amazed. This man was masked, and nobody knew who he was. But one thing was certain: he was unlikely a Demonic Path follower; otherwise, he wouldn't have struck Xia Ji so ruthlessly.

"Little demoness, hand over the Heavenly Sect's Secret Treasure. Otherwise, today will be your last."

The masked middle-aged man looked at Xia Ji. Although his tone was mild, it carried an undeniable authoritarian aura.

"Who are you? The Righteous and Demonic Paths have an agreement: only the younger generation may enter the Tienzong Ruins. Your Excellency, by flagrantly violating this, do you not fear joint pursuit from both sides?"

Xia Ji was not one to submit easily, but she knew the man before her was a Top Sky Apex Strong. Confronting him head-on was out of the question.

"Humph, agreements are for the weak. For the strong, they hold no binding power."

The masked middle-aged man's voice was indifferent, and a hint of murderous intention also emerged in his eyes. "Since you refuse to hand over the item willingly, I shall take it myself."

As his words fell, the masked middle-aged man suddenly pinched his middle and index fingers together. Vast true energy gathered at the tips of his two fingers, forming a terrifying vortex of True Qi.

This finger technique was extraordinarily terrifying, capable of easily slaying even a Great Master Level Powerhouse.

"Heaven Collapse Finger. So it's Sect Leader Xu Feihong of Sky Void Palace. Intimidating a junior like this is hardly honorable."

Just at this moment, a woman's voice came from a distance, and in a mere few breaths, the figure had already appeared before Xia Ji.

WHIZZ!

The masked middle-aged man thrust his finger forward. The attack descended like a meteor, seemingly capable of piercing the earth.

However, this terrifying finger force was dissolved by the woman. A very strange blood sigil appeared on her hand. Though the Heaven Collapse Finger was ferocious, it failed to move the blood sigil in the slightest before shattering.

When the residual energy dispersed, Ling Chen clearly saw the woman's face, and his own turned grim. The newcomer was none other than his mother, Liu Xiling, the Saintess of the Saint Witch Religion.

After Liu Xiling's arrival, she seemed to spot Ling Chen in the crowd. However, there was no ripple of emotion in her eyes, neither anger nor surprise, as if Ling Chen's life or death was of no concern to her.

Seeing this, Ling Chen also let out a bitter smile. Was he still harboring illusions about her? Don't be foolish, she almost killed you back then. Such thoughts only lingered for a moment before dissipating.

Upon seeing Liu Xiling take action, the masked middle-aged man did not seem surprised at all and said indifferently, "I fear I'm not the only one who has disregarded the agreement to come here."

"Haha, Lord Xu is right. Such an important item cannot be entrusted to the younger generation. Should it fall into the hands of the Demon Way, wouldn't the world be in peril?"

An incredibly strong figure approached from afar. Another Top Sky Apex Strong had descended. This man was Lu Youzhen, the Myriad Dao Sect Master.

Lu Youzhen's appearance, hovering in mid-air, immediately caused an uproar among the Myriad Dao Sect disciples. To onlookers, Lu Youzhen's figure seemed illusory, as if two or three images of him overlapped.

"HEH HEH HEH... How could this old man miss such a grand event?"

Just as Lu Youzhen had arrived, Ling Chen heard a familiar, sharp cackle. A bat-like figure descended from the sky.

It was the Demon Elder, a titan of the Demonic Path.

In the blink of an eye, four Top Sky Apex Strongs had arrived.

Ling Chen sensed that other Top Sky Apex Strongs were lurking nearby, yet to reveal themselves.

The Void Emperor's Royal Decree... what secrets does it hold to make so many supreme experts fight to the death for it? Ling Chen was secretly shocked. There had to be some earth-shattering secret hidden within this Void Emperor's Royal Decree. Otherwise, these titans of the Martial World, who usually remained secluded, would not have all emerged, even going as far as to breach their agreement and risk their reputations.

Fortunately, the Void Emperor's Royal Decree hadn't fallen into his hands. With so many Martial World titans watching, obtaining it wouldn't be a stroke of luck but a harbinger of misfortune.

"Sect Leader Xu, Master Lu, although this Void Emperor's Royal Decree is a Heavenly Sect's Secret Treasure, it is now ownerless. Xia Ji obtained it through her own good fortune. As members of Righteous Sects, how can you forcibly seize it? How is that different from robbery?"

Liu Xiling looked at the masked Xu Feihong, a hint of sarcasm in her almond eyes.

"That's not necessarily true. Who's to say this enchantress didn't use her strength to snatch it from a Righteous Path Disciple of ours?"

Xu Feihong's tone remained frigid. "Today, it seems only strength can determine the ownership of the Void Emperor's Royal Decree."

With that, he waved his sleeve. Vast true energy once again began to condense on his fingertip, subtly distorting the surrounding air.