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In Jiangnan Main City, chaos reigned. Numerous buildings had collapsed, roads were destroyed, and corpses littered the ground.
The Divine Weapon had emerged, drawing the Daoist Sect members to observe and seize it. Countless people met a tragic end on the spot. Tai Xie Bin absorbed the essence of the Top Ten Famous Swords and the Wudang Seven Star Sword, forming an unparalleled Evil Weapon capable of slaying sect leaders and injuring the Supreme. Ultimately, it fell into Yang Hao's hands.
Before long, Yang Hao's name would echo throughout the nine provinces, instilling fear in the hearts of the Daoist Sect.
As for the elusive White Snake, no one knew where it came from; few believed such a massive serpent could exist without having seen it with their own eyes.
At that moment, on the mountain path outside Jiangnan City, Huzi led a group of dragons. As he reached the summit, he looked down at Jiangnan City with a puzzled expression and muttered to himself, "It looks like it was hit by an atomic bomb. Did we arrive too late?"
Long Cang replied, "Dragon God. This place has become a wasteland; it must have endured a fierce battle with the Daoist Sect."
Huzi nodded, observing the ruins and the faint remnants of sword energy lingering in the cracks of the trench. "This Divine Weapon possesses such immense power. The Sword Pavilion is located in central Jiangnan; even from dozens of miles away, its effects can be felt here."
Just as Huzi was about to lead his people forward, a blood-soaked young man stumbled out from the city, looking quite disheveled.
"Hey," Huzi called out in a mocking tone, blocking the young man's path. "Isn't this Wudang's Grand Disciple Zhang Xing? Oh wait, you must be the Sword Pavilion's top disciple now."
Zhang Xing looked at Huzi with a gloomy expression and asked, "Who are you?"
Huzi was dressed in splendid dragon clan attire, exuding an imposing presence that contrasted sharply with his previous image. Having obtained Dragon God's Heart blood, his body had become incredibly strong, muscles bulging with raw power.
Huzi said, "It's only been a short while since we last met, and you don't recognize me? Looks like you need to clear your head!"
Zhang Xing raised an eyebrow and coldly regarded Huzi. With a swift punch from Huzi infused with dragon energy, Zhang Xing dodged just in time as the city wall behind him crumbled and tree stumps were uprooted.
Zhang Xing's expression turned suspicious; he felt he had seen this person somewhere before but had never encountered such a formidable opponent. He questioned, "Are you one of Yang Hao's people?"
"You just figured that out!" Huzi roared as he charged toward Zhang Xing at lightning speed. Zhang Xing snorted in response; blood covered his fist as he unleashed a bloody aura and met Huzi's punch head-on.
With a thunderous crash, Zhang Xing staggered back, injured by the dragon energy. Huzi also took two steps back, puzzled. "Your skills have improved so much; I thought I was invincible."
Zhang Xing felt a domineering and fierce aura penetrate his meridians, causing significant harm to his Demonic Energy.
Gathering his hands together, a blood sphere appeared between them. As it dispersed into the air, Huzi couldn't comprehend Zhang Xing's intentions until suddenly Zhang Xing punched downwards with tremendous force. The ground cracked open as foul air erupted forth. Huzi exclaimed, "You don't need to harm yourself!"
Zhang Xing's lips curled into a smirk as he sensed something was off with Long Cang behind him. Turning around, he saw Long Cang's eyes were bloodshot, his expression filled with anguish.
Long Cang immediately sat down, suppressing the Demonic energy within him, while most of the other clan members also had red eyes. Long Cang said, "We have fallen under a dark spell that seems to deliberately control our consciousness and erode our Dao Qi, leading us to madness and bloodlust!"
"What?!" Huzi exclaimed in shock, looking at Zhang Xing. "You better lift your dark spell quickly; I can spare you from the Immortal punishment!"
Zhang Xing scoffed and turned to leave, saying, "Go slaughter your clanmates; I don't have time to waste with you!"
"You can't escape!" Huzi roared in fury. Clenching his fists, a surge of blood energy erupted from him, his muscles bulging as scales began to appear on his skin, and his fangs protruded.
Huzi first glanced at the fighting clan members before summoning a blood sphere from his palm. The sphere burst open, and the overwhelming dragon blood surged into everyone, suppressing the Demonic influence. Their minds cleared up, and Long Cang stood up as the dark spell was lifted first.
Huzi turned his gaze towards the fading figure of Zhang Xing. He crouched low and then leaped forward with tremendous force, causing the ground to crack as he transformed into a red dragon's light shadow.
Zhang Xing, who had already run far away, suddenly sensed something amiss behind him. Turning around, he saw Huzi had transformed into a dragon. With a powerful punch, Huzi unleashed an explosion that shattered everything within a hundred feet. Zhang Xing was sent flying but retaliated using the Blood Demon Technique, striking Huzi back. He then appeared beside Huzi amidst the dust and lunged forward with a sword aimed at Huzi's heart.
The sword shattered upon impact. Huzi remained unscathed, protected by his dragon scales as sparks flew.
Huzi punched Zhang Xing in the chest and then extended his claws to grasp Zhang Xing tightly by the neck. "Fortunately, I possess the dragon clan's divine skills; my body is no longer what it used to be. Otherwise, wouldn't you have slaughtered my kin?"
With a sudden squeeze, Huzi snapped Zhang Xing's neck with a crack. He let out a grunt before turning to leave, his dragon scales vanishing as he returned to his original form.
However, after taking just a couple of steps, he felt a sudden jolt in his heart as a Blood Serpent coiled around his back. Huzi grabbed the serpent with both hands and yanked it off him.
"What fresh and powerful blood," the Blood Serpent hissed before lunging at Huzi's shoulder. Huzi struck his shoulder with one hand, shattering the Blood Serpent which he then tossed aside.
Huzi immediately focused on expelling the serpent's venom from his body; dragon energy surged forth, dissipating any foreign presence inside and outside him. Zhang Xing gathered himself and declared, "You think you can kill me? You're delusional!"
Huzi retorted, "If you have what it takes, then don't run!"
A fierce aura of blood radiated from Huzi's body, forming a massive space that isolated them from the outside world. Zhang Xing frowned as if recalling something important. He then transformed into a Blood Serpent and fled swiftly.
"I'll see you again! Once I absorb half of this Nation's foul energy and countless lives' blood essence to achieve an unparalleled demonic body, I will surely take your life!" Zhang Xing vowed fiercely.
Huzi snorted and retracted the Dragon Seal, saying, "It's a pity I didn't get to practice on him."
Long Cang arrived with the dragon clan members and asked, "Dragon God, are you alright?"
Huzi replied, "Of course I'm fine. This Zhang Xing is cultivating Magic Skill. You can't kill an Immortal like that. In the future, if you see him, be cautious. He's just a Righteous Path Disciple; when did he start using such Evil Cultivation Methods?"
Long Cang said, "No one is invulnerable to being killed by an Immortal. Once the Dragon God reaches the Mahayana Realm, True Dragon Blood will be born within him. True Dragon Blood can annihilate everything and should be able to slay that Demon."
Huzi nodded and led his clan members into Jiangnan City. Everywhere they passed, there were corpses—some in Daoist Robes from the Daoist Sect, some ordinary citizens, and others who had hidden in sturdy buildings during the calamity, all terrified out of their wits.
Huzi saw an old man hurriedly running out of the city and stopped him to ask, "What happened at Sword Pavilion?"
Seeing Huzi's imposing presence and the strange group behind him, the old man answered truthfully, "At Sword Pavilion, during a battle, an Evil Weapon emerged. Dongfang Jiu was killed by Zhang Xing using the Seven Star Sword Technique. The Sword Pavilion was completely annihilated, and all major sects suffered heavy losses."
"Have you seen someone named Yang Hao or Wu?" Huzi inquired.
The old man replied, "The Evil Weapon was obtained by Yang Hao. As for Wu, he should be fine. He acquired the Linglong Pagoda and possesses extraordinary power."
Hearing this news, Huzi was overjoyed and asked, "Where are they now?"
The old man said, "I don't know either; I just escaped from Sword Pavilion. There’s a huge snake there—very large. I advise you not to go; otherwise, it would be seeking your own demise!"
With that, the old man fled outside. Huzi murmured to himself, "Could it be that the Snake Goddess has emerged?"
Long Cang asked, "Dragon God, since the Divine Weapon has already been obtained by someone else, should we still try to take it?"
Huzi replied, "The person who got the Divine Weapon is a friend of mine from my past life cycle; I can't take his things. We will continue toward Sword Pavilion. If we see a giant White Snake, we will retreat."
Though Long Cang had doubts, he did not press further and followed Huzi into the city.
Meanwhile, above the Sword Sect Ruins, Miao Guanyin had left, leaving only Dongfang Yuqing, Zhang Dao'an, and Taihe Zhenren behind.
Dongfang Yuqing stood amidst the ruins, recalling Dongfang Jiu who had turned to ashes. Looking at the devastated Sword Pavilion, tears streamed down his face in sorrow.
“Senior Brother Dongfang Yuqing,” Zhang Dao'an wanted to offer comfort.
Dongfang Yuqing raised his hand to indicate he was fine. He said, “No matter how high one's swordsmanship is, living a life so exhausting ultimately turns to dust, killed by a Nameless Soldier, never learning to let go.”
“It’s not easy for a young person to have such thoughts,” Taihe Zhenren remarked. “Who isn’t burdened by fame and fortune? In a world where strength is revered, it’s fortunate that the matter with the Sword Pavilion didn’t end with you fighting the Eastern Sword Master.”
Dongfang Yuqing replied, “I just find it somewhat sad that I no longer have anyone to hate.”
Dongfang Jiu's words left both Zhang Dao'an and Taihe Zhenren momentarily stunned.
At that moment, the void trembled, and a woman dressed in black appeared, frowning as she looked at the Sword Sect Ruins.
Seeing her arrival, Zhang Dao'an quickly bowed and said, “Zhang Dao'an pays respects to Senior Sister Yu!”
Rain Master Luo asked, “What happened here?”
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