The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

"Boom—"

All the Blood Bats No.1 and their carried Fire Dragons, even a Fire Dragon Bomb, set off a massive explosion under the lake, causing the water to swirl and pour downward.

The underground chamber burst open, it was time for Tan Wuyan to come out.

"Firearms can't kill a master of the True Pill Realm, we should all take action together," declared Blood Bat No.1.

"If we're going to act, you'll need to pay more."

After Jue Si spoke, he had already slashed out a Sword Qi with his bone sword, striking at the figure that appeared in the lake.

The Sword of Doom, used once before, still had formidable power in Jue Si's hands. The flying Sword Qi carried a force of utterly obliterating vitality, as if remnants of its past Qi mechanic lingered.

Zhang Xuanji, Ji Tang, and Blood Bat No.1 also made their moves simultaneously, combining the extremely sinister Xuanyin Sword Energy and Thunder Skill to attack the newly revealed figure.

Tan Wuyan's strength was not inferior to Zhang Xuanji's. Since the four of them were not the type to uphold a one-on-one justice, they naturally did not miss the opportunity to ambush.

However, contrary to expectations—

"Ssst—"

With a slightly sharp sound, the figure reached out with his right hand, effortlessly crushed Jue Si's Sword Qi, then extended his other hand, his powerful palm force crushing both the Xuanyin Sword Energy and Thunder Skill and continued without losing momentum, blasting towards those on the shore.

"Not good—"

Seeing that the figure easily defeated their attacks and counterattacked casually, everyone on the shore knew they had encountered an unexpected strong enemy and had kicked an iron plate.

Before the four could flee, the palm force reached them. Following a booming sound, a large crater was formed on the shore, and the four masters of the True Pill Realm were either lying down or kneeling, all severely injured.

As for the other subordinates, they were all killed by this palm.

True Qi dispersed the water torrents, and the person appearing before them was a middle-aged man dressed in purple, with faint runes visible on his neck...

"I thought to come to Northern Zhou to see my apprentice's nephew. I didn't expect someone to seek me out."

The middle-aged man in purple laughed lightly as he stepped through the air, his imposing aura making it difficult for the four grievously wounded on the shore to breathe and disturbing their minds.

"Divinity—" Zhang Xuanji moaned, almost like a lament.

Having once faced a strike from the Divinity Realm himself, he had already guessed the man's Realm. He truly hadn't anticipated that merely capturing Tan Wuyan would stir up such a formidable figure.

"He is—" Jue Si struggled to grip his bone sword tightly, "He is Xuan Guang!"

No mistake, recognizing figures renowned in the worldly society was an essential lesson for the people of Doomed Hall. Jue Si could directly recount the profiles of those with any reputation in the worldly society.

Moreover, Xuan Guang had been a target on Doomed Hall's list for quite some time.

"You all seem to be my apprentice's nephew's people—"

Xuan Guang's smile deepened, but his gaze towards the group was cold and merciless, "Having not met for many years, I, as his uncle, have no gifts for him. It just so happens I can use your heads as a meeting present."

Crisis, crisis—

Alarm bells rang continuously in the minds of the four, watching Xuan Guang whose smile suddenly vanished, overwhelmed by an unstoppable sense of crisis.

"Let's go."

With a low shout, the four who had just appeared severely injured and powerless all suddenly leaped back, displaying no sign of weakness as they scattered and fled.

Facing imminent danger, they no longer cared for their lives, each burning their essence blood for a momentary struggle of power. If they didn't escape now, their heads would be taken as a gift of introduction.

However, facing Xuan Guang, a Divine Communication, could they truly escape?

With a single palm transforming into four, the four handprints chased the fleeing prey over a thousand miles, swiftly striking.

Just as the four handprints were released, a sudden appearance of dark green sword shadows filled the sky. From above, four trails of eerie green Sword Qi shot out in all directions, precisely hitting the handprints, cutting them in half, and rendering them unable to threaten the four any longer.

Following closely behind the Sword Qi, a swordsman clad in a Xuan Yin black robe, Man and Sword as One, quickly appeared in front of Xuan Guang. The dark and sinister Stone Sword, emitting an extreme Yin evil Sword Qi, stabbed into the opened Protective True Qi.

"Boom—"

The lake water rolled back, splashing high into the air, and the great lake burst open, causing a light rain to fall from the sky.

Only a shallow layer of water was left in the lake, revealing a large pit at the lake's bottom.

"Hum—"

Another sound echoed, and Xuan Guang, standing in mid-air, displayed his somber Battle Marks. He threw a punch, powerful and tyrannical, where his fist and the sword tip met. The Qi Mechanism turned chaotic, and the Qi Force, sharp as a blade, cut through all things around it.

"Ju Shi, you are Juelu Sword Madman—"

"Juelu Sword Madman is dead. The one alive now is Xuanyin Sword Residence—"

As they spoke, they fought. The fierce Qi Force whipped up a whirlwind, causing the mud at the bottom of the lake to fly about, and even the finely falling water droplets were swept away.

Xuanyin Sword Residence raised his sword through the fierce storm, within which the eerie green Sword Qi storm enflamed a fierce and ruthless cutting power.

Xuanyin Twelve Swords·All Things Become Me Sword.

The whirlwind around them all became swords in the hands of Xuanyin Sword Residence, baring fangs at Xuan Guang.

Xuan Guang was not outdone, he punched, igniting a fierce air. The Southern Border Battle Body activated, lifting his figure three inches off the ground, his spacious robes becoming tightly filled. He induced the Four Symbols with a single palm, the Heavenly Yan Four Symbols Palm executed, merging the Four Symbols Power into one, evolving Yin and Yang.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

A series of thunderous noises brought even fiercer torrents, with Zhang Xuanji and the other three fleeing even more desperately, for fear of being caught in the midst of this great battle.

Qi Force surged, the air howled, and suddenly a figure flew backwards out of the Qi Force storm, throwing his head back and spitting out a mouthful of red pill.

Xuanyin Sword Residence operated his True Qi, halting the force that pushed him back, blood on his lips, his eyes fixated on the towering figure within the Qi Force storm.

"Hum—"

Amid the resonating noise, a great force burst forth within the Qi Force storm, dispersing the storm and revealing the upright figure of Xuan Guang.

Currently, Xuan Guang, his elegant clothes slightly torn, showing skin marked with bloody sword scars, looked somewhat disheveled but his Qi Mechanism showed no sign of weakening.

In a direct clash, Xuanyin Sword Residence, who had just achieved Divine Communication Battle Power, was undoubtedly at a disadvantage and was injured by Xuan Guang.

"I have heard," a somewhat solemn voice sounded, "the experiment at Buried Sword Peak is well-known to many, and the fact that you are a failed product is no secret to me either. So, the question is, how did you, a failed product, Ascend to God?"

"No," Xuan Guang shook his head again, "you don't seem like you Ascended to God. It's somewhat inaccurate. A body comparable to those in the Divinity Realm, and similarly powerful sword energy..."

"Indeed, it's a complete fusion. Your True Qi and Primordial Spirit seem to have merged with your body, but in reality, it's achieved through a medium. Though you have Divine Communication Battle Power, you ultimately lack the vision typical of those truly in the Divinity Realm."

Xuan Guang, who had deeply suffered from many flaws in the past, was meticulous about his research in Divine Communication. He could easily discern the deficiencies in Xuanyin Sword Residence, who, although nearly achieving Divine Communication status, still lacked something essential compared to real Divinity Realm warriors.