Daoist Competition

Zhu Xin flew over with her sword and stood alongside Yang Bi, looking toward Feng Haiyang with great vigilance. Just a moment ago, she had clearly struck him with her sword, but now it seemed that he was unharmed, as if it truly was the Death Replacement Technique, which was exceedingly ingenious.

Listening to Nie Zhang’s words, it seemed Feng Haiyang had previously used the same Dharma technique. She couldn’t help thinking of the Sealing Demon Ceremony at Hai Zhen Temple during the swordfight at Chengyuan Gorge, which also seemed to have been ineffective against this person.

She moved a bit closer to Yang Bi and whispered, "Husband, can you use that..."

Yang Bi shook his head. While he wasn’t completely powerless against the Death Replacement Technique, the Yuan Yang Sect’s Lifebound Magic Sword required capturing a trace of breath from the void to find an opportunity to strike the right person.

Though this sword was powerful, it also had its drawbacks. If someone broke it, it would be equivalent to putting half of his life in someone else’s hands, which he was unwilling to do.

In his view, since the couple couldn’t prevail against Feng Haiyang, it was better to wait for Tong Yingyuan and another from the Taihao Sect to arrive, and then gather everyone’s strength to launch a joint attack. This approach seemed more assured, avoiding the need to take such risks.

He replied, "I was hasty earlier. The current priority is to rescue the two fellow Daoists of the Nanhua Sect. Wife, please join me in breaking open the Tribulation Water with Sword Qi in a moment."

Zhu Xin immediately understood his meaning and gently nodded.

The two each displayed sword light, soared into the sky, one to the south and one to the north, and sacrificed the sword plate in mid-air. They simultaneously performed the Qi Jue, and in an instant, countless strands of golden light Sword Qi rained down onto the Ten Thousand Spirit Tribulation Water, tearing open a crack that seemed to continually widen with the pouring Sword Qi.

The Nie Brothers saw this and knew the opportunity was in front of them. They fought desperately, unleashing Gang Thunder, and simultaneously commanded the Exotic Beasts to employ Divine Skills, stirring the torrents and waves to continually impact the Tribulation Water, evidently trying to break open a path.

Feng Haiyang was fully suppressing the Nie Brothers. If undisturbed, he would soon capture them, so when dealing with Yang Bi and his wife earlier, he mostly aimed to delay them rather than engage in a fierce fight.

Now seeing the couple using Sword Qi to remotely strike the Tribulation Water with all their might, he could not allow his efforts to be thwarted. With a long howl, thousands of Devils emerged from the water, actively greeting the Sword Qi. Although constantly torn and broken, they managed to hold it off momentarily.

He swiftly waved his sleeve, and with a rumbling sound, the crack in the Tribulation Water closed up again, forcing the Nie Brothers to retreat.

Yang Bi was not surprised but pleased. He saw clearly that the Devils slashed by Sword Qi dispersed in the air and did not regroup, leaving only the scattered hundred or so still wandering around, which showed that Feng Haiyang was already using all his strength and had no extra power to conjure more Devils. If this continued a few more times, his mana would surely be exhausted.

He thought to himself, "No matter how formidable this person is, he is only one man. How can he compare mana with the four of us simultaneously?"

He gave Zhu Xin a look, and she understood, exerting double the effort, as the sword plate whirled and Sword Qi surged like a tide, converging into a golden light that pressed down once more.

Feng Haiyang still did not dodge, his shoulders shook, and three Gang Clouds rose atop his head, while Gang Wind spun, a surge of Black Water Mystic Smoke ascending to withstand the sword light. At the same time, he raised his hand, pointing to the sky, and from the void emerged a Devil, rushing toward the Yang couple, incredibly fast, fearlessly charging within ten zhang of golden leaves densely packed on either side in an instant.

Yang Bi snorted, shook his body, and a strand of sword light flicked from the sword plate above, slashing past.

He intended to shatter the Devil in one strike. However, when the sword light touched, it sounded like striking steel, and the Devil continued unabated, opening its mouth to bite.

Yang Bi felt a sudden jolt. Perceiving this Devil’s uniqueness, even with Protective Treasure Light, he dared not test it physically and quickly moved to dodge.

Zhu Xin softly shouted and timely pointed a finger. A cascading sword rain burst forth, flipping the Devil.

Yet the Devil flipped in the air dozens of times, and when it stopped, it shook its body, surprisingly unharmed, showing a sinister smile to the couple before suddenly vanishing.

Yang Bi frowned secretly. They had never seen such strange Devil creatures, so unfamiliar with its details, they dared not act recklessly.

As thoughts shifted, he reached out to grasp a handful of Gold Qi, chanting a spell, sprinkling it below, where countless fine golden leaves began to whirl wildly around him and move outward, transforming from a tiny cluster to hundreds of zhang in circumference, casting the sky with a golden glow.