Peerless Little Immortal Doctor

On the arena, the four faced each other from a distance.

The same cultivation, the same foundation.

Different thoughts and ideals.

Today, the top four powerhouses of the Huaxia Realm may at any time ignite the most thrilling fireworks.

"Daoist Fellow Qingjue, spare his life or kill him outright?"

Before making a move, Liu Hong asked softly.

"For someone as heinous as Ye Tiande, sparing him will only lead to irreparable consequences, so let him be liberated."

Sage Qingjue was straightforward.

He could not tolerate the existence of someone as unethical and heartless as Ye Tiande.

Therefore, only by sending him into reincarnation could he hope to live a good life in the next.

"Hahaha! What a big joke!"

Ye Tiande couldn't help but sneer, "With just the two of you, my life is beyond your control!"

"Old Daoist Fellow Qingjue, Elder Liu, for a brighter future, today I can only send you into the Netherworld."

Ghost Su's deep voice echoed, and an endless gloomy aura quietly spread.

Sage Qingjue immediately felt a wave of nausea.

He detested evil auras the most.

The Xishan Ghost Gate was once one of the Immortal Sects.

He might have tolerated it.

But now, since the Xishan Ghost Gate wanted to collude with the Xuantian Sect, it should be dealt with together.

"Stellar Scar Collapse!"

No respite, Ye Tiande took the initiative, his palms angrily raised, his unparalleled might on full display.

The aura of the fifteenth level of Qi Cultivation resonated in all directions, none of the disciples present were not trembling.

Even Xia Liu, with his mid to advanced Qi Cultivation Stage, was greatly affected.

However, he managed, not too embarrassingly.

Seeing Ye Tiande launch his technique, Liu Hong immediately Condensed the Seal.

Knowing each other's depths, their moves were not a test but a peerless technique to eradicate the opponent.

Ghost Su also made his move.

He took out the Ghost Bell, and as it jingled, the sky suddenly darkened.

In this darkened world, Sage Qingjue and Liu Hong felt the flow of Spiritual Energy becoming sluggish.

Ghost Su had chosen to assist Ye Tiande!

Knowing this result, Sage Qingjue Increased his Energy, his Righteous Energy rushing in all directions.

The Prajna Holy Halo flickered from Sage Qingjue amidst the Condensed Seal.

The darkened world was immediately dispelled by Holy Brilliance.

The Righteous Energy of Heaven and Earth returned.

Taking this opportunity, Liu Hong's Hand Art rose and fell, the Azure Dragon Holy Fist unfurled!

"Azure Dragon Holy Fist!"

The spell and martial move, mutually evolving, forming the unteachable move of the Qingyun Sect's guardian.

Roar!!!

Spiritual Energy surged forth, accompanied by a tremendous roar, a blue Divine Dragon magnificently appeared.

Faced with Liu Hong's spell-transformed dragon, Ye Tiande was unafraid.

He had encountered this move several times before.

In this moment, the Stellar Scar Collapse would definitely shatter the dragon.

Instantly, five gigantic black spheres plummeted from low altitude.

Below, the dragon sensed the extraordinary aura, immediately roaring and charging forward.

Rumble!!!

The five black spheres moved with incredible speed, in a flash they shattered the dragon.

The remaining two spheres surged towards Liu Hong.

The darkened spheres, not only fast, but crushed everything in their path to pieces.

The space itself was almost unable to bear such violent force.

Liu Hong remained composed, his Hand Art rose and fell again.

Swish swish swish!!!

Suddenly, a chilling rupture in the air resounded.

Several streaks slashed through the spheres.

Crack!

Crisp sounds continuously rang out.

The remaining two spheres dissolved into nothingness.

Liu Hong held a beautifully crafted longsword, Sharp Blade intent spreading incessantly from it.

On the other side, a similar extreme battle ensued, but the ultimate result was Sage Qingjue repelling Ghost Su with absolute advantage.

Sage Qingjue's foundation was primarily Righteous Energy.

How could Ghost Su, cultivated through ghostly forces, be a match?

Ye Tiande had long predicted this scene.

Before Liu Hong could continue his attack.

He bit his finger, allowing drops of blood to flow onto the Cold Bone Fan.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle…

Receiving Ye Tiande's Essence Blood, the Cold Bone Fan quivered non-stop, as if it were celebrating, welcoming a new master.

Ever since Ye Wuming's death, the Cold Bone Fan had become ownerless, a mere infusion of one's own Essence Blood sufficed to claim it as a Spiritual Artifact through the drop of blood recognition method.

Receiving all the information the Cold Bone Fan offered, a radiant smile emerged on Ye Tiande's face.

"Liu Hong, Old Daoist Fellow Qingjue, accompany me on the Netherworld Path!"

With a cruel remark, Ye Tiande fiercely swung the Cold Bone Fan in his hand.

Swish swish swish!!!

Countless Sharp Blades pierced the spatial limits, launching invisibly and without color towards Liu Hong and Sage Qingjue.

The chilling aura caused both to feel a tingle in their scalps.

However, Sage Qingjue's response was swift.

The Holy Sword carried on his back was unsheathed, a sword web unfolded, dispersing all those invisible Sharp Blades.

Yet each swing of Ye Tiande's Cold Bone Fan unleashed new blades.

Sage Qingjue could not sustain long.

Were his Spiritual Energy to run dry, even someone of the fifteenth level of Qi Cultivation would likely fall here.

Escape was impossible.

There were so many disciples present, if the fifteenth level Qi Cultivator left, the disciples would only face slaughter.

Even in death, Sage Qingjue would not allow such things to happen.

"Ha! Green Lotus Sword Art!"

One of Shu Mountain's pure and vigorous spells, the six Original Sword Arts of Shu Mountain.

With a shout, Qingjue leapt, his longsword endlessly brandishing.

Before long, layer upon layer of invisible Sword Energy circled around him.

From afar, the Sword Energy surrounding Sage Qingjue appeared like a blooming lotus flower.

This scene impacted everyone's vision.

The aura of the Sword Energy lotus was awe-inspiring.

Even Xia Liu at the eleventh level of Qi Cultivation felt terror.

Being touched by that Green Lotus Sword Energy might lead to severe injury.

It was just too overwhelming.

Clang clang clang!!!

Ye Tiande continuously swung the Cold Bone Fan.

Incessant Sharp Blades.

This time, he was dumbfounded, Sage Qingjue's Sword Energy could not be penetrated!

"I'll assist you!"

Ghost Su's voice resounded.

He jingled the Ghost Bell Chime.

His steps became vast and boundless.

"Daoist Fellow Qingjue beware! It's the Ghost Dance of the Xishan Ghost Gate!"

Liu Hong immediately cautioned.

Simultaneously, he rushed forward, aiming to disrupt the Ghost Dance.

He had battled Ghost Su before.

This Ghost Dance, incredibly strange, accompanied by the sound from Ghost Su's Bell, could immerse one in fantasy, as if living anew in Abi Hell.

Though only for an instant, the fear experienced in that moment would be unparalleled in one's life.

Afterward, upon regaining consciousness, the cultivator would already be wounded.

Before Liu Hong could advance, Ye Tiande swung the Cold Bone Fan towards him.

Swish swish swish!!!

Hidden Sharp Blades conquered the world, slashing through space.

Liu Hong reacted extremely swiftly, immediately deploying his strongest defensive Gang Circle.

Ultimately he managed to fend off the Sharp Blades.

But Sage Qingjue and Ye Tiande were too close, he couldn't rein in his hand.

Jingle jingle!!!

The Ghost Bell reverberated in all directions…