The Might of the Great Dao! That phrase was not merely for show. At the Great Dao Realm, the transformation of mana was no longer ordinary; it became Utmost Pure Mana.

To give an analogy, taking cloud-type mana as an example: standard cloud mana is merely dense and pervasive, but the Utmost Pure Cloud Power achieved after reaching the Great Dao Realm is far denser, capable of easily shattering conventional cloud-type mana. Furthermore, the Great Dao Realm can emanate a terrifying celestial might that compels awe. The Ashen Giant Palm struck.

Lu Yuan was doomed! Even if this attack didn't kill him, he would surely be severely injured, just like Shaoyang Sword Lord Zhuo Yihang and the others. Just as everyone believed Lu Yuan was certain to perish, Lu Yuan thrust out his leg—a kick executed with absolute swiftness, aimed directly at his opponent.

Was this kick spectacular? Previously, the crowd had only heard of Lu Yuan using his sword; no one had ever known him to use leg techniques. Seeing him kick now, they realized Lu Yuan’s leg work was surprisingly adept.

But what good was decent leg technique against the Ashen Giant Palm driven by Great Dao Realm magic? Everything was destined for shattering; there was no other path. The Ashen Giant Palm met the leg's wind!

With a loud bang! The Ashen Giant Palm shattered! What!

The crowd involuntarily rubbed their eyes, finding Lu Yuan still standing firm while the Ashen Giant Palm had fractured! What was going on? How could the Ashen Giant Palm, propelled by Great Dao Realm mana, be smashed apart by Lu Yuan’s leg technique?

Everyone nearby was dumbfounded, even the Ashen Earth Demon Marquis couldn't help but pause. Impossible! Great Dao Realm mana!

How could it possibly be repelled by someone in the Longevity Realm! Inconceivable! It must have been a fluke just now.

Lu Yuan shrugged. “What’s with these people? Well, I guess I had too much time on my hands.

Not long ago, while flipping through books in my spatial artifact, I stumbled upon a leg technique called the Wind Saint Leg. Supposedly, practicing this technique greatly increases foot speed. I was utterly bored at the time, so I casually practiced it a bit.” Although his devotion lies with the Way of the Sword, using the blade for too long can indeed become tiresome.

Anyway, dealing with the Great Dao Realm isn't anything extraordinary. I’ve dealt with Great Dao Realm figures before back in the South Sea. I thought I’d try playing around with leg techniques instead of the sword.

That last strike was the ‘Tough Grass in the Wind’ move from the Wind Saint Leg. Is using my legs so strange that it caused such a massive stir? People shouldn't be idle; idleness breeds excessive thoughts.

Lu Yuan suddenly discovered the vast difference between using his legs and using his sword. When using legs, both hands are free—both hands can hold a wine gourd. When using a sword, one hand is usually occupied holding the gourd; he casually pulled out two gourds and tested them, finding neither as comfortable as holding just one.

This... Perhaps it’s just habit. Forget it, one gourd it is.

Lu Yuan had just defeated the magical palm conjured by the Ashen Earth Demon Marquis in a completely unbelievable manner, causing the Marquis to freeze. Then, Lu Yuan casually started swapping his wine gourds, appearing as if he hadn't taken the battle seriously at all. This languid demeanor completely enraged the Ashen Earth Demon Marquis.

“Junior, regardless, it was impressive that you could withstand my Void Palm just now.” “However, that previous strike... I only used sixty percent of my mana. Now, I will show you the true one hundred percent mana.” The Ashen Earth Demon Marquis immediately began to channel a more powerful offense.

This time, he manifested his full strength—the Ashen Grand Hand was significantly larger than before, and its swirling gravitational pull was far greater. Within the Ashen Hand, mountains began to faintly materialize, gradually taking the form of a small peak. It was no longer just an Ashen Hand; this was due to the Swirling Vortex Palm being brought to a considerable level of mastery.

Now, what Lu Yuan had to contend with was not a palm, but a mountain peak condensed from Ashen Earth magical power. The Might of Mountain and Earth! Reigning Over All!

What terrifying Great Dao Realm strength! At this moment, the Longevity Realm Sword Immortals nearby realized that the Ashen Earth Demon Marquis had not shown his true, complete power initially. Only now, displaying his true strength, did they see how terrifying it was—a mountain faintly appearing within a single palm strike.

This level of power could suppress the Longevity Realm without difficulty. How would Lu Yuan meet this move? Everyone looked over, only to see Lu Yuan counter—no, counter-kick—with a move called the ‘Storm of Wind and Rain.’ This move unleashed torrents of kicks that poured down like a raging tempest, embodying the essence of a violent storm.

But, what effect would such a storm have against a mountain? Everyone secretly questioned the power of Lu Yuan’s move! However, the Ashen Earth Demon Marquis, who was at the receiving end, realized something was wrong.

That was no ordinary storm of wind and rain; the wind felt like the Gale of the Nine Heavens, and each drop of rain possessed the volume of a pond. Bang bang bang bang bang! The Ashen Mountain peak shattered!

This... No one could have anticipated that the Ashen Earth Demon Marquis’s extremely serious strike, one possessing the might of mountains and earth, would still be so easily broken by a single kick from Lu Yuan. The Ashen Earth Demon Marquis had naturally sensed Lu Yuan’s unusual nature.

He took a deep breath: “Junior, you truly have a trick up your sleeve. Then, witness my true ultimate technique: Earth Transforms into a Flood Dragon!” The ground beneath them began to spin rapidly. This was his genuine secret art—Earth Transforms into a Flood Dragon.

Once this move was used, the earth came under control. As the Ashen Earth Demon Marquis exerted his command, the ground shifted violently, manifesting various earth soldiers, earth beasts, earth horses, earth oxen, earth tigers, earth lions, earth snakes, earth men, earth blades, earth swords... While the individual power of these earthen constructs wasn't overwhelmingly strong, they were all directed by the Ashen Earth Demon Marquis.

He himself began to transform, seemingly becoming an Earth Flood Dragon, though only halfway complete, with a much higher degree of completion than the Black Water King Serpent Lu Yuan had encountered in the South Sea. A colossal Flood Dragon aura began to emanate. Lu Yuan also grew serious.

The Ashen Earth Demon Marquis was powerful at this moment. Fortunately, there was a move in the leg technique he had casually learned out of boredom recently that could counter this. In truth, the reason Lu Yuan’s leg work was so good stemmed from his swordsmanship; when one technique is mastered, all techniques are understood.

His swordsmanship was refined, so although his leg work wasn't as potent as his swordplay, it was far from weak. Then, soar! Wind Saint Leg: Wind Sweeps the Ruined Tower!

Lu Yuan now began to move with wild velocity, his body spinning rapidly, stirring up a colossal whirlwind that lifted everything nearby. This massive vortex, as it turned, subtly displayed the aura of a Wind Flood Dragon, lunging straight toward the half-Earth Flood Dragon! Half-Wind Flood Dragon against Half-Earth Flood Dragon!

The wind force was fierce, charging toward the earth soldiers, earth beasts, earth horses, earth oxen, earth tigers, earth lions, earth blades, and earth swords clinging to the Half-Earth Flood Dragon. The immense wind continuously battered these constructs. After a prolonged clash, the Half-Wind Flood Dragon finally bit down upon the Half-Earth Flood Dragon, and the Half-Earth Flood Dragon bit back in return.

However, five streaks of sword light erupted above the head of the Half-Wind Flood Dragon, forcibly blocking the incoming attacks. In this confrontation between the two half-dragons, one side had the protection of the Emperor Xi’s Complete Dao, while the other did not. The side lacking protection—the Half-Earth Flood Dragon—naturally disintegrated.

Crack! The myriad earthen entities on the Half-Earth Flood Dragon were swept away, returning to the earth, though the terrain was left grotesquely altered, with some parts raised, some sunken, and some retaining the forms of earth soldiers and beasts. Hah!

The Ashen Earth Demon Marquis’s expression changed drastically. In the beginning, facing twenty-odd Longevity Realm Sword Immortals with his Great Dao Realm power, he had been unrivaled; very few could withstand even three of his moves. Back then, he was supremely confident.

But now, he found his proudest techniques were completely ineffective against his opponent. How! Could!

Anyone! Believe! This!

Lu Yuan was clearly a figure in the Longevity Realm, yet he had just manifested the power of a Half-Wind Flood Dragon—a feat that should belong exclusively to those in the Great Dao Realm. What was happening? Lu Yuan was plainly a Longevity Realm figure, yet he had gained the upper hand in his battle against the Ashen Earth Demon Marquis.

Could it be that the age-old saying—that the Longevity Realm cannot surpass the Great Dao Realm—was about to be shattered here? The history that Yan Cangtian could not break, was it to be broken by this man? Zhuo Yihang coughed up blood; his injuries were not light.

He had previously heard his junior nephew Zhang Qingshu speak of the helplessness he felt facing Lu Yuan, dismissing it with a mere smile, assuming Zhang Qingshu’s own cultivation was simply insufficient. Only now did he realize, let alone his junior nephew, even he himself felt this utterly powerless against Lu Yuan. Shi Chongtian, who hadn't directly engaged the Ashen Earth Demon Marquis, was also injured, but his expression was strangely complex.

As a master of the Sword Sect, he understood that although Lu Yuan was ostensibly using leg techniques, it was still fundamentally sword work. Lu Yuan's swordsmanship had reached a profound level that even he, a Sword Sect master, couldn't fully grasp. As a member of the Sword Sect, the pressure was immense.

Shi Chongtian glanced beside him and saw that Ling Luoshi and Mo Chuichui looked equally strained. Yu Jiyou thought to himself that Lu Yuan was astonishingly formidable. It seemed necessary to maintain a good relationship with Mount Hua North Peak in the future.

Qingcheng Immortal Sect ranked last among the five upper-tier immortal sects; their goal wasn't to rise, but rather to secure their position among the upper tiers and survive better within the Jin State. The cultivator from the Heavenly Secrets Immortal Sect muttered, “Is this the Son of the Sword? Is this the Son of the Sword?

Why is there an even more astonishing and powerful sword star rising in the Central Region? Who exactly is the Son of the Sword?” The cultivator from the Great Dream Immortal Sect thought inwardly that his sect’s true successor, Meng Bai, was rumored to be quite close to Lu Yuan, essentially excellent friends. It seemed they should support Meng Bai to build a good rapport with Lu Yuan.

The people from every sect harbored their own thoughts and plans. They were all core members of their respective sects, tasked with strategizing for their immortal lineage. As for Lu Yuan himself, he had no such concerns at the moment.

The primary objective was seizing the Elixir of Immortality. Lu Yuan gazed at the Elixir ripening beneath the Immortal Tree overhead, his eyes burning red; it was ready to be plucked. He decided to quickly finish off his opponent to save time and avoid any further unforeseen complications.

Lu Yuan looked at the Ashen Earth Demon Marquis: “Alright, the game time is over. Now it’s time to get serious.” Game time!?