My Informative Cultivation Life

He raised the knife in his hand and said with a soft smile, "You all deserve to die! Not one of you will live."

"What's going on?" The crowd watched the scene in astonishment. How did the lively seven people suddenly turn into black smoke and become one person?

Before they could ponder any further, the sinister-looking man coldly chuckled and, with a whoosh, immediately disappeared from where he stood.

But as a fleeting shadow flashed before their eyes, blood splattered, and cries of alarm sounded, thud, thud, thud! In just an instant, apart from the athletically dressed young girl, the white-haired elder, the chilly youth, the refined middle-aged man, and others were all seriously injured and fell to the ground, their expressions drastically changed.

"His... his strength..." The group lay on the ground, their expressions terrified.

"Huh, you can actually take one of my moves. Interesting. Then let's go again," the sinister young man said with surprise, glancing at the athletically dressed girl who stood firm, and in the blink of an eye, his expression turned malevolent.

The athletically dressed girl had been concealing her presence, indeed inconspicuous, but now as her intent to kill ascended, everyone could feel that the woman before them was completely different.

Her gaze was as sharp as a blade, and the entire person's intangible presence was sharp and terrifying!

This was the edge of a powerful being, usually hidden within the sheath, but once unleashed, it made people's hearts tremble.

Swish, swish, swish!

The sinister young man brandished the curved knife in his hand, moving at an extremely fast speed, drawing an arc in the air as he aimed to kill the girl.

"Hmph!" The eyes of the athletically dressed girl were full of murderous intent. She flipped her right hand, and a green longsword appeared, using it to fight her enemies. The Green Flying Sword shot out swiftly.

Boom!

The Green Flying Sword was so fast that it carved out a vacuum arc at its tip, with air currents rapidly shooting backward, and the tearing of the air came with a terrifying shriek.

The sinister-looking youth's expression changed slightly upon hearing this sound. The Green Flying Sword was too fast, and with one collision, his curved knife was knocked aside. He had no time to draw another weapon for defense, and so he dodged out of the way in a flash.

Thud!

The Flying Sword struck the stone wall behind him, exploding a large area of the mountain rock, and the Green Flying Sword directly submerged into the stone, out of sight.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The sinister-looking young man took out several black curved knives, flinging them and tearing through the air, his invisible aura pressing down on the athletically dressed girl.

Boom!

The girl's flying sword emerged bizarrely from the cracked stone behind her, colliding with the several incoming curved knives with a "clang clang".

A curved knife whizzed past the athletically dressed girl, shooting into the stone wall and then eerily springing back out from the other side, the black arc of the blade attacking the girl at an extreme speed.

The athletically dressed girl did not summon the flying sword this time. She wielded the Green Flying Sword with her hand, and in the blink of an eye, a green sword lotus formed, composed of green sword shadows, which slashed apart the incoming curved knives.

The collision's force was great, and the uncontrolled curved knives were deflected in all directions.

The sinister young man's eyes narrowed as he recalled all the curved knives, assembling them into a long knife that gleamed coldly, and he shouted, "Seven Spiral Slash!"

The black curved knives in the hands of the sinister young man spun like tops, flying horizontally with the knife light fiercely shooting out in all directions.

The athletically dressed girl showed no fear, holding her flying sword in front of her chest like a blooming lotus. In an instant, a sword lotus formed around her as the center.

The sword lotus did not seem fragile. Its petals revealed sharp edges, and the sword thrust into the starry sky, grand and magnificent.

Knife lights shot forth, colliding in the void with the sword light, sparking and billowing with green smoke.

This scene terrified the seriously injured white-haired elder and the others, causing them to repeatedly dodge. The battle between the sinister young man and the athletically dressed girl was too intense, and the aftershock of the battle was very strong. A moment of inattention could cause them to be seriously harmed again.

When the knife light's assault failed, the black curved knife charged straight toward the athletically dressed girl.

The athletically dressed girl snorted coldly, the sword lotus closed up, transforming into a huge lotus sword, which she used to directly slash at the black curved knife.

Clang!

The black curved knife was directly deflected, spinning back into the hands of the sinister young man. The impact was so strong that it forced the sinister young man to retreat three steps.

The sinister-looking young man's eyes flickered with a cold light, and his intent to kill surged tumultuously.

Instantly, he transformed into three phantoms, darting forth so swiftly that the illusions, almost like real people, hovered in midair, difficult to dissipate.

The phantoms attacked the martial girl from three directions, half illusion, half real, locking onto her and leaving her no chance to escape.

"Inch Fist! Within an inch, I am invincible," the sinister young man's chilly voice emanated from the three phantoms.

"Budding Lotus!" the martial girl exclaimed. As her longsword swung, it formed a lotus bud yet to bloom around her, a flawless defense. As long as the petals remained intact, she would be unharmed.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A myriad of metallic sounds rang out as fists and lotus petals collided countless times in an instant, but neither the ultimate speed nor the terrifying attacks could shatter the martial girl's absolute defense, granting her an edge in this fight.

After a brief contact, the sinister young man withdrew, his fists covered with bloody trails, evidently wounded by the Sword Qi as he pounded against the lotus petals.

The martial girl retracted her Sword Lotus and shook her head, "Your Divine Skills can't penetrate my Great Realm Technique. Outside the realm of my lotus, you may cause turbulent waves, but inside, I remain as tranquil as still water. So, prepare to die!"

Lifting her longsword, the martial girl pointed it directly at the sinister young man, her gaze unexpectedly calm.

At this moment, the sinister young man showed no anger, speaking indifferently, "Indeed, 'Great Realm Technique' has unparalleled defense. However, I have one more move I hope you can handle. When my blade is drawn, even I can't tell where it will strike. I call it 'Psychic Blade.'

With a curved blade in hand, the sinister young man stood still, like a towering obelisk, becoming sharply imposing.

Gradually, he seemed to merge with the void, transforming into a massive crescent moon. The blade, edgeless yet sharp, appeared capable of splitting the chamber in two as if slicing the very heavens.

The blade swiftly turned razor-sharp, spawning countless blade shadows around it. Surrounded by blade lights, it seemed to tear through innumerable spaces. Where he stood threatened to collapse, as if the whole world couldn't contain him.

"How strong his aura is! A Qi-field revving up to such an extreme can be called a domain," the martial girl said, visibly moved and growing serious.

As the martial girl spoke, behind her a mystical scene appeared. That was Fairyland, with Spiritual Energy twirling silently around it.

In the midst of the swirling Spiritual Energy, a lotus bud grew from Fairyland. The golden lotus slowly bloomed, emitting boundless vitality. The petals gradually sharpened to an extreme, like the Innate Sword Lotus.

The martial girl leaped into the phantom and sat atop the Fairy Lotus with eyes closed, forming hand seals. The Fairy Lotus glowed brightly as she did so.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, which blazed as if Chaos had just begun, the breath within them misty. A divine light shot from her eyes, and as they snapped open, the lotus petals beneath her detonated, shooting out like swords born of the innate plane.

Swift! Swift! Swift!

The Fairy Lotus's swords, carrying the divine light from her eyes, shot rapidly toward the sinister young man. The Lotus Sword clove through space as easily as cutting through tofu, extremely sharp, and that divine light locked onto the sinister young man, giving him no means to avoid it.

At the same time, the curved blade that the sinister young man had transformed into vanished, slicing through nothingness, as if entering a land devoid of life, and aimed at the martial girl.

The sinister young man bet everything on this final killing move, embodying the blade itself.

In the air, Spiritual Energy stirred wildly as the curved blade emerged from the void, cutting across the Sword Lotus.

When the Spiritual Energy stabilized and the dust settled,

The martial girl remained the same martial girl, except now her clothing was torn, her body slashed by several blade wounds, her blood flowing, rendering the chamber eerily silent save for the dripping sounds of her blood.

"Pff!"

The martial girl's complexion turned crimson as she coughed up a mouthful of blood, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Without a move, your blade melded into the void, barely touching upon the Way of the Void. How remarkable, 'Psychic Blade.' Who exactly are you?"

At this moment, the martial girl's face turned pale, evidently defeated, realizing the person before her was not merely a simple Lord of Baxuan City.

As the girl collapsed, the white-haired elder and others looked pale as death, internally lamenting their grave situation.

It was then that Yang Ji, pursuing the girl who had used the escape technique, arrived in the chamber. As she surfaced, his sword flashed, instantly severing her head.

Despite her cuteness, Yang Ji did not waver.

"Ah, you killed me? You're finished, you've unleashed a demon that should never have been released... you're doomed..." The girl's drifting head screamed before it turned into a puff of black smoke, heading toward a stranger behind him.

Yang Ji looked closely and discovered that the black smoke was merging into a mysterious sinister-looking man who then began to change.

"Eh? What's going on here?" Simultaneously, Yang Ji noticed the grievously injured white-haired elder and others looking at him with bitter expressions; he had become the last hope of these people.