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Eleven Spirit Realm powerhouses joining forces, what unimaginable power that is, even Pei Xuanjing couldn’t hope to win.

“Grandmaster Pei, don’t delude yourself. How about conceding? We can let bygones be bygones!” Blood Slaughter Sovereign jeered from the side.

Among those present, if one wanted to discuss who harbored the greatest grudge against Pei Xuanjing, it was certainly him, a former Elder of the Blood Demon Sect.

Now, although he couldn’t get his revenge, he didn’t mind embarrassing the so-called number one person under heaven, since he’s being so brazen.

Pei Xuanjing stood in the air, his clothes flapping in the wind. Upon hearing their words, he merely smiled faintly.

“Ladies, gentlemen,” he addressed them coolly, “let’s not waste more words. Let our strength do the talking!”

“If any one of you can withstand a single sword strike from me, I admit my loss!”

“May Buddha bless us, watch your words, Sir.”

“Are you looking down on us?”

“Isn’t the Grand Tutor being overly self-confident?”

“Pei, you’re crossing the line.”

Hearing Pei Xuanjing’s declamation, the others’ faces turned slightly pale.

In their view, the victory of eleven joint powerhouses was certain. They had hoped to spare Pei Xuanjing some dignity by allowing him to admit defeat.

But his audacity, it was bordering on insanity. He was completely disregarding them.

“Gentlemen, here it comes!”

Pei Xuanjing didn’t say anything more. His lithe, whitened right hand stretched out, and with a flash of Shenxiao Origin Qi, a Qi Sword adorned with brilliant colors appeared anew in his hand.

His sword intention skyrocketed, as if it would rip the very heavens apart.

Seeing this, Zhao Baiyang no longer hesitated, and got ready to make his move.

The ability to condense Qi into weapons was not something every just-breaking-through Heavenly Rank cultivator could grasp immediately in the World of Myriad Manifestations. After all, it requires thorough control over one’s Primordial Qi. Most were too desperate to make a breakthrough in their Third-stage Martial Arts, thus lacking the necessary basic accumulation, except for a few exceptions.

The people in front of them were different. Being constrained by the shackles of Heaven and Earth, they had no choice but to enhance their skills while being unable to break through the Spirit Realm. Every single one of them had been immersed in the first-grade state for decades. Some even lingered at this stage for a hundred years. Their accumulation far outstripped cultivators of the same level in the World of Myriad Manifestations.

Consequently, having finally made a breakthrough, even at the first level of the Spirit Realm, their techniques were far superior. The use of Primordial Qi within their bodies was perfectly at their command.

Boom, boom, boom…

At this moment, the eleven Spirit Realm cultivators each conjured their own Qi weapons, with their imposing auras one after another surging towards the sky.

Pei Xuanjing, however, remained unaffected by these eleven’s overwhelming aura. With a swing, his sword lashed out.

Eight slashes later, the sword energy still lingered and spread everywhere.

The eight streams of sword energy that rushed towards the eight directions formed the image of the Eight Trigrams.

A Bagua sword diagram swiftly formed in the sky, constituted by sword energy, with the eight—it was a fusion of heaven and earth, lightning and wind, water and fire, mountain and lake, all sorts of Bagua images. The Bagua diagram was constituted by sword energy, with the eight streams assisting and inhibiting each other, forming a circle of incessant life, continuous and unending.

Second Sword·Eight Extremes!

The Bagua sword diagram descended from the heavens to suppress them.

The heavenly and earthly essence Qi converged, pouring into the Bagua sword diagram and illuminating the divination positions.

In the same way, the Bagua sword diagram enveloped Zhao Baiyang and the other ten. Each of them, differing in number, fell into different positions within the diagram, and were unable to step out because they were blocked by the invisible sword energy.

“Ladies and gentlemen, if you can escape this sword formation, or even just endure within it for an incense stick’s burning time, then I admit defeat!” Pei Xuanjing said with a light laugh.

This was Pei Xuanjing’s reiteration on this sword move. This Bagua sword diagram was perfect to trap and block enemies.

Once this sword diagram was fully activated, its effects would not be limited to this. Considering Pei Xuanjing’s fourth level Spirit Realm strength in the Path of Qi Refinement, it was equivalent to the Celestial Human Realm in the World of Myriad Manifestations.

Empress Wu’s Celestial Dharma Domain, so powerful that even Pei Xuanjing couldn’t break it easily, was thus formidable.

Although this sword diagram was not Pei Xuanjing’s genuine Domain, its function was in no way inferior to it.

Of course, the eleven present were all at the first level of the Spirit Realm, Pei Xuanjing would not take advantage of them. He only exerted the power of the first level of the Spirit Realm, and even his Taoist Foundation projection was not displayed. Clearly, the power of this sword diagram was less than a tenth of its original strength.

“Pei, you’re really looking down on us.” Zhao Baiyang sneered back at Pei Xuanjing.

However, despite his bravado, Zhao Baiyang, trapped within the sword formation, showed no hint of negligence. His eyes were filled with caution, and Primordial Qi circulated around his body, resisting the sword energy that emerged continuously.

Xue Wuheng was surrounded by Sky Demon Qi, quickly engulfing all the space within his part of the sword formation. He was going to use it to corrode the sword energy when suddenly a piercing sword energy slashed out, and a layer of his Sky Demon Qi disappeared.

“Such formidable sword energy!” He frowned slightly, inwardly astonished.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Tie Qianshan repeatedly lashed out with both palms. The terrifying force caused the space to vibrate. But it felt like he was hitting cotton. The sword energy was scattered in an instant, but it recovered just as quickly and was extremely persistent.

Zi Tianxiong’s Primordial Qi swirled around his body…

The two holy monks, Wu Fa and Wu Xiang, chanted sutras. Their auras connected together and golden light filled the whole space, giving off a sacred and majestic aura…

The three elders of the Clan Alliance each demonstrated what they had learned…

The Prince of Xiang, Zhu Yousong, taking the Imperial Pole Worldly Skill to the extreme, thrust his Emperor Dragon Fist forward…

Each of the eleven utilized their own techniques.

Without a doubt, they understood that their individual power was no match for Pei Xuanjing.

However, Pei Xuanjing was merely using a sword formation to confine them, claiming that they would not be able to escape nor survive for the duration of an incense stick.

That irritated them. So, each of them exerted their full force, hoping to make Pei Xuanjing lose face.

“This sword formation is very profound…” The elderly Grandmaster murmured, looking up at the Bagua sword diagram in the sky.

“The Bagua sword diagram is derived from the Bagua principles and connected by sword energy. It has a cyclical nature of birth and death. In order to break the formation, it’s not simple because they are not just dealing with the power of a single sword formation, but the power of the entire formation.” Qingxu Daoist spoke up with a smile.

As a master of formations, he easily understood the subtleties of this sword formation.

However, even though he understood it, he knew that breaking it was not simple even by knowing its structure.

“Moreover, this sword formation can continuously absorb the essence of Heaven and Earth, growing stronger and stronger.” Bai Xiaosheng added.

Qingxu Daoist spoke in a grave voice, “In my opinion, there are two ways to break this sword formation.”

“Do tell.” Bai Xiaosheng purposely prompted.

The conversation between the two was not concealed at all. The voice of Qingxu Daoist also fell clearly into the ears of the eleven trapped in the formation.