that he knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. His face contorted in fear.Finally, when things had calmed down a little, he trembled and pointed to somewhere outside the villag..."Give me a break!"

Fang Chen roared and slashed down with his double swords! Fusion, the only one.

Wherever the sword passes, half is divine, half is demonic, this is the Divine Demon Slash!

Bang!

Blood Worms and the Demonic Slash collided in an instant!

An extremely terrifying power exploded in an instant! The shockwave shook the entire Western Zhou Dynasty! In a flash, it tore open a huge pit on the ground!

At the same time, all the trees of the Western Zhou Dynasty were destroyed and turned into nothingness!

Both sides possessed immense divine powers! Fang Chen's strike was even more powerful than a full-force attack from Xi Chong, the pinnacle cultivator of the Questioning Dao realm!

But Mingluo himself was already at the realm of Dao Seeking Seven, and after burning his essence blood, he achieved the full power of a Dao Seeking Seven strike.

Even Fang Chen, with his extraordinary skills, was no match!

Boom!

As expected, the Divine Demon Slash ultimately couldn't withstand the Blood Worms and was broken through!

And though the Blood Worm's power had been greatly diminished, its momentum still charged towards Fang Chen.

Ming Luo laughed loudly, excitedly saying: "I told you he absolutely wasn't my opponent!"

Others are also overjoyed! This scum is finally going to die!

But they forgot, Fang Chen was only a low-ranking cultivator at the Zhou Yuan realm Xihe. He had forced them to this point.

Fang Chen looked at the blood worms that were rapidly approaching, but he was powerless to resist.

His full-powered attack just now has already drained his spiritual energy.

"Want to kill me! It's not that easy!"

But he won't give up!

Only to see his body tense! His physical strength was pushed to the limit.

Simultaneously refining ten drops of Sword Demon and Sword God's blood, allowing the fleshly body to reach its peak state!

He intends to withstand the attack with his bare body! Although his chances of survival are extremely slim, it's his only option now.

"Come on!"

He roared!

Simultaneously! Blood worms are approaching!

Bang!

The blood worm suddenly stopped as it neared Fang Chen! It then exploded with a deafening roar! Turning into a cloud of blood mist!

Suddenly, Fang Chen was enveloped in the blood mist! His life or death remained unknown!

Ming Luo burst into laughter: “This blow, even if it were the Seventh Heaven’s Questioning Dao, would be certain death! This fellow is doomed!”

Ye Ling showed a look of ecstasy, this bastard is finally dead! He can rest assured now.

"Hahaha! Good! Excellent! I'll bring his body back! The Saintess will be delighted"

"A bastard from a lower realm, daring to provoke the saintess, he deserved to die.

"From now on, if I meet any underlings, I'll kill one by one. They are just a bunch of rats."

That's right, that's right.

Others also chimed in.

The blood mist slowly dissipated, Ming Luo casually glanced at it, and suddenly trembled.

He actually saw a blurry figure in the blood mist!

"This is impossible!"

He instinctively roared, this strike he had burned his life essence, with the price that he might be unable to enter the Grandmaster realm in the future using the erupted supernatural power.

Fang Chen, no matter what, wouldn't be able to resist.

Mingluo's sudden shout caught everyone's attention. Ye Ling asked, "Mingluo, what are you shouting about"

Mingluo trembled, pointing at the blood mist with shaking fingers. "He! He's not dead!"

As soon as these words were uttered, the entire audience was stunned.

Everyone looked back at the blood mist, which had thinned considerably. They just caught sight of a tall figure emerging from it.

If it's not Fang Chen, then who is it

"This! How is that possible!"

Ye Ling also widened her eyes! Her face was full of disbelief!

Others are even worse, like seeing a ghost.

Only Fang Chen was seen standing in place, with no injuries on his body.

He seemed unaffected by the bloodworm's attacks.

And indeed it was so, a phantom's light shield appeared before him at an unknown time.

"What is this again!"

Ye Ling's eyes were about to split! It was obvious that Fang Chen had relied on the treasure in front of him to block this fatal blow!

He was consumed by envy.

Why!

Fang Chen, a lowly wretch from a lower realm! What right does he have to possess so many heavenly treasures! These should all belong to him!

He, however, was unaware that Fang Chen was also dumbfounded.

Because the treasure before him did not belong to him and had nothing to do with him.

And just as he was puzzled, the light shield suddenly struck Fang Chenfan!

Fang Chen was astonished! Caught off guard, he took the first blow head-on and was sent flying like a shooting star towards the distant horizon.

And there, it was the precipice.

In this immense force, Fang Chen couldn't resist at all and was instantly blasted out of the cliff boundary.

And as the light shield dissipated gradually after Fei Fangchen's flight, it vanished.

The moment he flew off the cliff, Fang Chen suddenly felt powerless all over his body and couldn't control his descent in mid-air. He plummeted straight down.

"Son, no need to thank this old man. This is just a way to repay your kindness for that jar of wine."

A voice sounded in Fang Chen's ears.

He immediately recognized the voice as belonging to the man with the beard from the inn, and instantly understood that it was the other party who had saved him.

"Oh my god!"

He couldn't help but swear, wanting to say "wouldn't it be nice if you took me in as a disciple" What the hell did you mean by throwing me into the chasm!

But he was already unable to cry out, swiftly falling downwards.

Ye Ling and the others hadn't heard the voice of the man with the scraggly beard, and only now came to their senses, hurrying to the edge of the precipice.

When Ye Ling saw that Fang Chen had already disappeared, her face turned extremely grim.

Falling into the Cliff Realm, one cannot fly even if they reach the Grandmaster realm. It's almost certain death for anyone who enters.

But he was not satisfied, nor at ease, that he had not killed Fang Chen with his own hands.

"Young Master, this man has fallen into the abyss. He is surely dead. There's no need to worry too much," Ming Luo said.

"That's right, Brother Ye. At only the Zhou Yuan Realm, his death is certain.

Congratulations, Brother Ye, for removing such a great threat!

Others also chimed in.

Yè Líng's face flickered with uncertainty, silence hanging in the air for a long moment before she finally spoke: "Let's go, to the Beiyuan domain."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was taken aback.

"Young master, there's no need for this. It would take at least a month to reach the Lower Realm, and that's just wasting time. This Fang Chen may be talented and have many tricks up his sleeve, but under our pursuit, he's almost exhausted all of them. He's absolutely going to die," Ming Luo advised."

"Yes, Senior Brother Ye. No need to be like this.

"

A tiny ant, why should it matter

"Ye senior brother, the Kyushu Grand Assembly is approaching soon. Why waste time on such a small ant"

"Yes, Ye Senior Brother,"

Others chimed in with their advice.

"No! I must make sure he's dead! Only then can I rest easy!" Ye Ling said resolutely.

Everyone looked at each other in astonishment. They hadn't expected Ye Ling to be so cautious.

Ye Ling also didn't explain.

He is precisely the one who grows so much by being cautious and not giving his enemies a chance.

If he's uncertain whether Fang Chen is dead, he cannot rest easy.

"Time is of the essence, let's go," he said.

Seeing this, everyone could only follow suit.

But those wandering cultivators didn't want to follow, because they understood that going to the lower realm Ye Ling would definitely use them as sacrifices.

They somewhat regret it now, if they had run away secretly back then, there might still be a chance of survival.

Ye Ling saw this and sneered, "How come, everyone Aren't you going to the Underworld with me"

Those wandering cultivators, hearing this, knew that if they didn't follow, they would surely die. They could only say: "Friend Ye is joking, of course we will go together."

Ye Ling then showed a kind smile and nodded, "That's good."

Immediately, all twenty-odd of them headed toward the pass leading to the Northern Yuan Territory.

They didn't know that in the void, that bearded man had it all in sight.

But he did not stop, instead he drank and said: "The disciples of Tiansheng Sect are really cautious. They still chase after him like this. Fang boy is going to be unlucky. It's a pity that the wine I invited before could only save his life, otherwise I could also help him solve these people."

Speaking of which, he took another swig of his drink and continued to mutter to himself, "I wonder if this kid can survive the Spirit Flow Layer and the Heavenly Thunder Layer. But since he ran here, he must have some confidence, right"

This is also why he shot Fang Chen downwards after saving him, taking the first step to send him into the abyss.

Because he was very curious, whether Fang Chen could truly survive the Spirit Flow Layer and Heavenly Thunder Layer.

If possible, he doesn't recommend sending a gift next time you meet.

If it can't, then let it die. It won't affect him anyway.

He thought to himself, "I never expected him to be Tian Yangzi's direct disciple. No wonder I felt familiar when I first met him."

"Tongtian really becomes more confused with age, such a genius is actually expelled from the sect. He's not much better than Ning Tianshen Utterly foolish."

"Fortunately, I didn't stay at the Tiān Yǔ Divine Sect, otherwise, I would definitely be driven mad."

"Especially since this fellow joined the Seventh Peak, which is my peak! To be driven away like this!"

When it came to this, he was furious and drank down two large gulps of alcohol.

If Fang Chen heard this, he would surely guess the identity of the person before him.

This is none other than the Seventh Peak Master of Tiān Yǔ Divine Sect, Wan Tiānzhī, who has been away from home for years.ed day by day, but Fang Chen's Demonic and Divine Dao scriptures remained unmerged.At this moment, he had beads of sweat trickling down his forehead, and his brows were tightly furrowed.As he had gues...