Peerless Little Immortal Doctor

Xia Liu had initially been worried about not being able to withstand the might of the Cold Bone Fan.

But now it seems there's no need to worry.

Because the Flowing Fire Sword harbors a powerful sword spirit!

All previous doubts finally became clear at this moment.

No wonder Xia Liu could injure Ye Tiande with only a tenth-level Qi Cultivation.

It turns out the key was that sword all along.

"An excellent Spiritual Artifact, but pity that before the Cold Bone Fan, it can only weep!"

Ye Wuming gave no regard to Xia Liu and the Flowing Fire Sword.

Even though the Flowing Fire Sword was something Ye Tiande had set his eyes on.

Having received the Grandmaster Transmission of the Xuantian Sect, he was destined to surpass Ye Tiande in the future.

Even surpassing the Five Great Immortal Sects, transcending the current laws of the Cultivator Realm.

To become that legendary Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator!

Without further ado, Ye Wuming took the initiative, slightly urged his Spiritual Energy, making the Cold Bone Fan tremble.

An endless chilling and sharp intent enveloped the entire place.

In an instant, Ye Tiande, Ghost Su, Liu Hong, and Sage Qingjue all unleashed their Spiritual Energy.

The power of the Cold Bone Fan should not be underestimated.

It could likely affect even those outside the arena, so utmost caution was necessary.

As Ye Wuming waved the Cold Bone Fan, invisible sharp blades shot through space.

Seeing this, Xia Liu furrowed his sword-like brows and looked ahead.

"Heh!"

With a sudden shout, the sword blade sliced through space, forming a sword net.

Ding ding ding!!!!!!

As the Wind Blades swept across, the sound of collision rang endlessly.

It was like the sound of wind chimes on a calm night.

But these chimes were deadly, sending chills down one's spine.

With each swing of the Cold Bone Fan, the number of invisible sharp blades grew terrifyingly.

Each attack was a full exhibition of power from a twelfth-level Qi Cultivator.

Even if Xia Liu used all his cultivation, he couldn't persist until the end.

If this continued, Xia Liu's Spiritual Energy and Divine Sense would be utterly exhausted.

In this battle, Xia Liu had to find a way to counterattack.

Calming his mind, Xia Liu formed a seal with one hand, while the sword net was still intact, he stamped the Flowing Fire Sword with a seal technique.

"Wuming, be careful, this move can unknowingly trap one in an illusion array!"

Seeing Xia Liu's action, Ye Tiande immediately used Divine Consciousness Sound Transmission to alert Ye Wuming.

He didn't want Ye Wuming to fall victim to such a tricky technique.

"Understood!"

With a response, Ye Wuming calmed himself.

He was eager to see how Xia Liu would execute his exotic techniques!

However, the next moment, Xia Liu's behavior confused everyone.

No one knew when he had taken out a sword sheath and then sheathed the Flowing Fire Sword into it.

"This?"

"Is he surrendering?"

"Haha! He must be planning to bow under Brother Wuming's knee!"

"Hehe! Brother Wuming deserves to be the top among the younger generation, just revealing a treasure makes the enemy retreat."

...

The disciples of the Xuantian Sect ridiculed as they watched Xia Liu sheathe his sword.

But this was common in the Cultivator Realm.

If you can't win, pushing through would only result in your demise.

Sometimes, knowing the times is the hallmark of a great person.

"What's Senior Brother Xia doing?"

"Is he planning not to counterattack?"

"Could it be that he's going to give up like this?"

...

Xia Liu's behavior immediately saddened the Qingyun Disciples.

Though they wanted to shout at Xia Liu.

But Xia Liu was at the eleventh level of Qi Cultivation.

Moreover, he was Liu Hong's son-in-law.

With that, his status in the Qingyun Sect was unreasonably high.

If they offended him.

With his power at eleventh-level Qi Cultivation, disciplining them would be a mere thought.

So, even though anger roiled within them, no one dared to mock Xia Liu again.

Offending him was undoubtedly burying one's own future.

"No, he's not giving up!"

Just as Liu Hong was about to sigh, on the blood-stained stage.

Xia Liu made a new move.

He opened Yin Yang with Eight Trigrams.

It was the initial pose of the Taiyi Eight Trigrams Palm.

"Combat Rotation!"

The first move of the Taiyi Ultimate Style, Combat Rotation Stellar Shift!

With Xia Liu's palm moving with the force of swallowing.

It encompassed the Wind Blade's power before the sword net.

Inhaling, guiding, and discharging!

Xia Liu completed in one breath, as his overwhelming palm struck, the sharp Wind Blades returned to Ye Wuming.

Ye Wuming reacted extremely fast.

Immediately swinging the Cold Bone Fan in defense.

It was at this instant.

Ye Wuming exposed a massive flaw.

Xia Liu grasped the Flowing Fire Sword spinning beside him.

His stance tightened as his Divine Sense enveloped a radius of five miles.

Sensing the cold Sword Intent within Xia Liu's Divine Sense, Ye Tiande immediately stood up.

His movement technique rushed as he tried to enter the arena.

"Too late!"

A chilling voice sounded as Xia Liu brushed lightly with his palm, Flowing Fire Opens the Edge!

Shh shh!!

The sound of flesh breaking echoed.

The scene became immediately frozen.

Ye Wuming ceased movement, the Wind Blades dissipated in the world.

Ye Tiande stood with a frosty expression at the edge of the arena.

A Gang Circle appeared around him that was impassable.

Everyone's eyes gathered upon the arena.

As if they were searching for where the strange atmosphere originated.

Eventually, most locked their gaze on Ye Wuming.

At this moment, Ye Wuming was no longer as elegant and carefree as before.

His face was solemn, as if it could twist and convulse at any moment.

"What kind of Spirit Art was that?"

"The Sword Drawing Technique inherited from the Guo Family Patriarch."

Xia Liu said softly.

As the voice dissipated, two mists of blood erupted from Ye Wuming's knees.

"The Sword Drawing Technique of the Guo Family Patriarch?"

"Is the Guo Family among the Immortal Sects?"

"Seems like I've never heard of the name."

Liu Mingyue suddenly remembered something, exclaiming in surprise, "Could it be a family from Harbor City?"

"The Harbour City Guo Family? I remember they were a family in the business of ordinary pills, could their ancestors have been cultivators?"

Sage Qingjue recollected, vaguely remembering visiting the Guo Family, though the details were unclear.

"Yes, the Guo Family in Harbor City, their ancestors were powerful cultivators of the Cultivator Era."

Xia Liu responded.

"Oh! I remember! I once read about the Sword Drawing Technique, it's said to be the renowned Spirit Art of a high-strength Martial Artist, Guo Han, from the Cultivator Era!"

Liu Hong suddenly recalled why he had an impression of the Sword Drawing Technique, realizing he had seen records of it before.

Legend has it that the creator of the Sword Drawing Technique once used it to cut down demon cultivators within ten miles with a single stroke.

This feat shook the world for decades back then.

Seeing the Sword Drawing Technique again, Liu Hong's eyes trembled in shock…

On the opposite side of the stage, Ye Wuming, whose muscles and tendons had been shattered, lost the ability to walk.

As a result, he also lost the majority of his combat ability.

It was impossible for him to defeat Xia Liu now.

"Honored Master, I failed..."

Ye Wuming mumbled faintly, and then could no longer keep himself from falling back.

Quick-eyed, Ye Tiande immediately caught Ye Wuming: "It's enough, seeing the power of the Cold Bone Fan was sufficient."

"Honored Master, you..."

Suddenly, Ye Wuming sensed something ominous.

"Your cultivation is too low, your body is now wasted, the next steps will be left to your Honored Master, you can rest easy on your journey."

Ye Tiande's gaze turned terrifying, and in the next second...