Everyone was completely stunned. Long before Jian Li’s shout reached them, they had already dispersed like startled birds. Many present had witnessed firsthand the sheer horror of the Blood Tiger Luo Jiang and the Crimson Blood Demonic Sword. The scenes from the illusory world, like nightmares that refused to fade, had long become the deepest, most terrifying specters haunting their minds. Now, facing this terrifying fiend again, not a shred of will to fight remained. Even the Grandmaster Jian Li lost all semblance of a master’s composure, scooping up Lu Tong and turning to flee for his life.

They absolutely could not let this demon catch them, or death would be certain!

"Roar!" The tiger’s roar, like one from a dream, instantly shattered the spirits of those present. Disciples with insufficient cultivation immediately spat blood and collapsed, the terrifying sonic wave injuring many before the beast even arrived.

At this moment, Luo Jiang was like a savage beast from the ancient, primordial world, plunging madly into the dense crowd, slashing left and right. Fragile lives were mercilessly slaughtered and torn apart. The screams, the crisp sound of snapping bones, and the desperate wails instantly transformed the bright daylight and sun-drenched ancient road into a blood-soaked Asura’s slaughterhouse!

"Ah! Is this truly heaven’s will to destroy my Yun family?" Watching a Yun family disciple instantly cleaved in two by Luo Jiang while on the ground, Yun Peng was grief-stricken and utterly horrified. He choked, instantly spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Swish! A crimson afterimage shot out like a meteor piercing the air. Intense sword energy and terrifying killing intent, like surging tidal waves, instantly swept toward Yun Peng, Jian Li, and their contingent!

Where the light flashed, blood rained down!

Thwack! Thwack! In just one exchange, over thirty more Yun family disciples fell, utterly pulverized, leaving no intact corpses. Such terrifying might and killing moves scared the rest into fleeing for their lives! The timid even fainted outright, losing control of their bowels, and the stench of excrement immediately spread.

Roar! Roar! However, the presence of this primordial beast seemed dedicated only to slaughter and destruction. Blood, screams, and wails only galvanized him further, driving him to greater madness, his speed increasing in mere moments to an unbelievable level! All the onlookers could see was a smear of scarlet shadow; many didn't even realize how they died, only seeing the gaping hole pierced through their chests as their lives separated from their bodies.

Under the gloomy sky, blood rained down, a scene indescribably shocking. In just a few breaths, Luo Jiang had killed at least five hundred Yun family disciples, though many had scattered away.

"Hah!" Luo Jiang’s low growl carried a trace of long-lost satisfaction. The blood-red Crimson Blood Demonic Sword shimmered with eerie, scarlet light—unbelievably dazzling, unnaturally alluring, like a venomous snake covered entirely in blood. The crimson blade itself trembled with a faint hum. This man and this sword were like a ferocious beast and a viper that had found their prey and gorged themselves.

Luo Jiang’s blood-red pupils swept grimly over the surroundings. He paid no mind to the scattered Yun family disciples; instead, he fixed his gaze tightly on Jian Li, who was sprinting away while holding Lu Tong. His figure flashed, his speed soaring as he relentlessly pursued Jian Li, his nearly bestial intuition allowing him to instantly single out the strongest prey—Jian Li, who possessed the highest cultivation among them all.

"Ah!" Jian Li gasped in alarm and quickly flung Lu Tong far away. "Brother Lu, escape quickly!" Knowing escape was futile, Jian Li instead bolted off in another direction, attempting to draw Luo Jiang away.

"Brother Jian!" Lu Tong could only close his eyes in pain, unable to bear watching Jian Li’s fate of being utterly destroyed. Never before had Lu Tong felt such utter despair. Was this truly the will of fate? That he and Jian Li were to perish by the demonic sword forged by their own ancestor?

Roar! The astonishing roar echoed immediately behind him, only thirty meters away!

Ah, this monster, such speed! Though he had witnessed Luo Jiang's terrifying speed before, facing it firsthand now still brought an inexpressible shock and fear. This monster could not even be called human!

Jian Li, knowing escape was impossible, abruptly turned back and swung his sword defensively! Even in death, he would die like a warrior. In desperation, Jian Li unleashed his most powerful counterattack with all his might! His Battle Qi surged instantly! Pushed to its absolute limit!

"Nine Dragons United!" The Frost-Condensing Sword Dance materialized, nine dazzling golden beams transforming into a single sixty-foot-long golden light dragon the moment they launched, charging toward the lightning-fast Luo Jiang!

Nine Dragons United was Jian Li’s ultimate technique. The nine previously separate dragon shadows had merged completely, forming immense concentrated power. However, executing this move consumed an enormous amount of Battle Qi energy; Jian Li would never use it lightly unless facing absolute life-or-death crisis.

This light dragon concentrated almost all of Jian Li’s remaining strength. In terms of speed, Battle Qi intensity, and swordsmanship technique, it reached the absolute pinnacle of what Jian Li could achieve in his entire life!

Roar! Amidst the thunderous roar, Luo Jiang’s blood-red afterimage merely executed a slight sidestep. His body moved like an illusion, gliding past the howling golden light dragon. The crimson edge of the Crimson Blood Demonic Sword flashed faster than lightning, aiming directly for Jian Li’s chest!

Ah! Such speed! Is this the gap in strength? At this moment, Jian Li’s face was ashen, a bitter smile touching his lips. The Nine Dragons United he just executed was his strongest strike, yet in Luo Jiang's eyes, it was merely something to evade with a quick step. Even so, before Luo Jiang's terrifying speed, the Nine Dragons United couldn't even brush his robes. Too strong; they were fundamentally not opponents on the same level.

Was it all over! Under the state of the Eye of Death Desire, Jian Li clearly saw the cold blade swiftly piercing toward his chest, but his body simply could not dodge. Indeed, Luo Jiang’s consciousness and movement far surpassed ordinary people at this moment. His strength, speed, and reaction time had increased by at least fivefold under the influence of the Crimson Blood Demonic Sword. Even a Heaven Demon Warrior would struggle against him, let alone Jian Li. Perhaps in the Ranger world, a Grandmaster was the peak strength any ranger could achieve. But compared to an inhuman entity like a Heaven Demon Warrior, a Grandmaster meant nothing. The gap was akin to the difference between a High Warrior and a Crimson Moon Warrior—the disparity in spiritual power, speed, and technique was too vast for any meaningful comparison.

The blood-red blade edge was already upon his chest. Jian Li could feel the sickening sharpness and the piercing sword intent of the keen edge! Jian Li could already picture the sharp, blood-red sword piercing through his body in the next moment, and then Blood Tiger Luo Jiang would pass through him with the sword, just like those pierced by Luo Jiang in the illusion world—a clear, large hole through the chest!

Swish! A streak of white light suddenly flashed across the horizon! Such incredible speed that even under the Eye of Death Desire, Jian Li could not track the sudden beam of light! Jian Li could not describe the light; it seemed like the light of heaven descended from another world, its speed, power, and angle achieving a pinnacle of perfection.

Boom! With a tremendous impact! Jian Li felt an intense surge of Battle Qi explode outward. He saw Blood Tiger Luo Jiang’s crimson afterimage instantly vanish, and when it reappeared, he was already thirty meters away!

Boom! The white light, having missed its target, had blasted a shocking great pit in the empty ground where Jian Li stood! Streams of hot, bubbling blue smoke still rose from it! Good heavens, what level of Battle Qi intensity was required to achieve that? Jian Li truly couldn't imagine what other force in this world possessed such terrifying power.

Jian Li subconsciously looked in the direction the light had come from!

This sudden, massive change likewise shocked everyone present! Soon, they saw two figures flashing out of the woods as if shot from a bow, rocketing toward them at incredible speed!

"Ah! It's Xing Chen!" Lu Tong could barely believe his eyes.

"And a Heaven Demon Warrior!" Yun Peng was even more astonished. The two figures, one gold and one blue, instantly closed the distance. The crowd finally got a clear look: the majestic, golden figure running ahead of Xing Chen, clad in dazzling golden battle armor, with golden pennants streaming behind him like wings, was indeed the legendary Heaven Demon Warrior, wearing the Heaven Demon Armor!

"We're saved! That kid Xing Chen!" Jian Li was nearly overcome with relief, almost collapsing to the ground. Had that moment passed any slower, he would surely be a corpse!

"It really is Xing Chen," Feng Qingtian and the other masters of the younger generation couldn't help but cheer in unison. "I told you this kid wouldn't die that easily." It seemed as if with Xing Chen's appearance, any miracle could occur. In the Yellow Springs World, Xing Chen had defeated the Yellow Springs Sect Master using the Thunder Array; this time, Xing Chen had brought a powerful Heaven Demon Warrior.

"This guy, he's so slow," Xia Ya almost collapsed onto the ground in relief, but he couldn't hide his inner joy and excitement.

This is great! We made it just in time. Honestly, I was terrified a moment ago. Just a little later, Master Jian Li would have died by Luo Jiang’s hand. Thankfully, Ji Du acted in time and repelled Luo Jiang. I quickly rushed to Master Jian Li’s side!

"Master! Are you alright!" At this moment, Master Jian Li’s face was pale, gasping desperately. The green Battle God Armor on his chest had long since burst open, revealing a bloody hole that oozed blood continuously. It was clear that although Luo Jiang’s Crimson Blood Demonic Sword hadn't pierced Jian Li’s chest, the terrifying sword energy had penetrated his chest plate and wounded him.

"I'll live," Jian Li said, still shaken, but he quickly asked, "What is happening? How are you with a Heaven Demon Warrior?"

"It's a long story. Let's leave this place first; let General Ji Du deal with Luo Jiang," I replied quickly.

"En!" Jian Li knew this wasn't the time to press for details, and he quickly retreated!

Two hundred meters away!

Ji Du! The Blade Master stood tall! His bearing was incomparably relaxed and natural, his eyes like electricity, firmly fixed on Blood Tiger Luo Jiang, who was thirty meters away!

Luo Jiang’s face was equally grim, letting out low, intermittent growls from his throat, like a tiger sizing up a formidable enemy. His gaze, however, instinctively fixed on the Blade of Destiny held in Ji Du's hand!

Not just Luo Jiang, but Lu Tong and Jian Li were also greatly shocked when they finally saw the weapon in Ji Du's hand.

"That is the Blade of Destiny!" Lu Tong exclaimed in horror.

"Yes," I said with a hint of apology. "I’m sorry, Uncle Lu, I handed the Blade of Destiny to General Ji Du without your permission."

"Haha, well done," Lu Tong exclaimed excitedly. "I didn't expect you to not only leave the Sanctuary space alive but also bring back the Blade of Destiny! I believe with the strength of the Heaven Demon Warrior combined with the power of the Blade of Destiny, defeating Luo Jiang now is achievable."

"Indeed, today we can finally settle this," Jian Li said excitedly.

"What about my third brother?" Yun Peng asked me with tense anticipation.

"Elder Yun he..." Looking at Yun Peng's expectant gaze, I could only painfully speak the truth. "Elder Yun was killed by Luo Jiang."

"Third Brother!" Perhaps having anticipated this outcome, Yun Peng didn't react too violently, but tears still streamed down his face involuntarily.

"I have cremated Elder Yun’s remains and brought them back," I quickly said, untying the spatial pack on my back, retrieving the ceramic jar containing Yun Ju’s ashes, and respectfully placing it before Yun Peng. "I am sorry; this is all I could do."

"No, what you did was excellent," Yun Peng took the jar with a trembling hand. "This is enough. At least the Third Brother did not die in vain. You found the Blade of Destiny; that is enough."

Everyone looked solemn. The death of Yun Ju saddened them all, but with the formidable enemy nearby, there was no time for extended grief. They watched tensely the two figures facing each other in a standoff two hundred meters apart!

"Is this truly fate?" Lu Tong murmured. "The Blade of Destiny has finally come to this confrontation with the Crimson Blood Demonic Sword."

"No matter what, this enmity spanning two hundred years can finally be settled," Yun Peng ground out through clenched teeth.

"En!" Whoever wins or loses will soon be clear.

General Ji Du! You must win! Right now, all we can do is pray silently.

The two had been facing off for a full ten minutes, yet neither made the first move, merely scrutinizing and studying each other silently.

However, an invisible field of energy spread outward like a vortex in the vast ocean. Even from afar, everyone felt an invisible pressure so intense it was almost suffocating, their faces changing drastically. They all understood clearly that these two were constantly building up their momentum. Once their aura reached its peak, the ensuing attack would surely be world-shattering. For masters engaged in a duel rarely seen in a millennium, like Jian Li and the others, who were obsessed with martial arts, they were naturally unwilling to miss it, holding their breath and watching the two figures intently.

Although he now possessed the Blade of Destiny, Ji Du's strength had soared to an astonishing level, yet facing Luo Jiang again—the opponent who had defeated him before—Ji Du couldn't help but feel a touch of tension and worry.

Luo Jiang before him was still red-haired and red-eyed, his entire body seemingly enveloped by a fiercely burning scarlet flame.

Alarmingly, his killing intent was completely different from ten days ago! What was going on? Ji Du was inwardly alarmed! Was it his illusion? Why did Luo Jiang seem even stronger now than before?

And on the sidelines, Jian Li and Yun Peng also showed drastic changes in expression. Seasoned by countless battles, they clearly sensed something was wrong!

"Ji Du is hesitating," Jian Li worriedly observed.

"Hesitating!" I was slightly surprised as I carefully sensed the changing aura on the field. "Doesn't Luo Jiang seem even stronger than ten days ago?" I could hardly believe the aura I was perceiving.

"Crimson Blood Demonic Sword, Blood Frenzy Evolution," Lu Tong said gravely. "As long as it drinks deeply of fresh blood, the power of the Crimson Blood Demonic Sword will continuously increase. In the last ten days, the humans and beasts Luo Jiang killed must number in the millions at least. Absorbing so much vital essence, it’s not strange that the sword's power has increased. This is why the Crimson Blood Demonic Sword is called a demonic sword."

"I think this explains why the corrupted Luo Jiang keeps slaughtering everywhere," Jian Li mused. "He has completely lost himself and become a mere puppet of the Crimson Blood Demonic Sword, slaughtering everywhere under its control."

"That can happen?" I was greatly astonished. "In that case, it’s hard to predict who will win or lose this battle."

"Not necessarily," Lu Tong countered. "The Blade of Destiny combined with the Heaven Demon Armor—such formidable power means that no matter how strong the Crimson Blood Demonic Sword becomes, it can't surpass that power in a short time. But if this battle fails to kill Luo Jiang, and he is given more time to rampage, no one can predict how powerful the Crimson Blood Demonic Sword will grow."

"So, this time, Luo Jiang must not be allowed to live," Yun Peng stated grimly. "Even if General Ji Du cannot kill Luo Jiang this time, the final result might very well be mutual destruction. Everyone be careful; look for an opportunity and immediately strike Luo Jiang down. Don’t let him escape."

"En!" Jian Li also nodded slightly. "I feel the same way. Everyone spread out around him. Before he is defeated, given Luo Jiang's bloodthirsty and combative nature, he won't flee. But if he is severely wounded, he might fight desperately to escape the scene."

The great masters tacitly took positions around the area! And Feng Qingtian and a few others immediately formed the Thunder Array, waiting for the right moment to deliver a fatal blow to Luo Jiang!

Although Ji Du was focused on Luo Jiang, he couldn't be unaware of the movements around him. Seeing what Jian Li and the others were doing, he naturally understood their plan.

As expected of the battle-hardened Jian Li; with them providing support, escaping if Luo Jiang loses will not be so easy! Ji Du’s mind settled. With Jian Li and the others providing backup, Ji Du was even more convinced that they would kill Luo Jiang this time!

"Hah!" Looking at Jian Li and the others stirring nearby, a flicker of annoyance crossed Luo Jiang’s blood-red eyes. Like a fierce tiger provoked by foxes, he let out a muffled, low growl!

But the formidable enemy before him allowed Luo Jiang no room for distraction! The scarlet Battle Qi continued to surge madly!

Two giants meet! Who will emerge victorious!

This would be an earth-shattering battle destined to be sung for ages!

The confrontation between the Heaven Demon and the Human Demon! The fate of the Blade of Destiny and the Crimson Blood Demonic Sword, locked in mortal combat for over two hundred years, was about to reach its final answer at this moment. Perhaps sensing each other's presence.

Whether it was the Crimson Blood Demonic Sword or the Blade of Destiny, both emitted sharp, piercing shrieks. The entire world seemed enveloped by a rapid, low hum. Not only the two peerless divine weapons that shook the past and present, but my Dragon Shadow Sword and the weapons held by others also began to hum urgently at the same instant, as if in fear of something!

"Ah! What is happening!" I could hardly believe my eyes. I even felt my Dragon Shadow Sword, as if alive, trembling in fear, trying to escape something.

"When divine artifacts reappear, all weapons bow in subservience," Lu Tong observed almost fanatically, scrutinizing the two peerless divine weapons.

The sharp, urgent cries grew more rapid until they seemed capable of piercing human eardrums. Everyone couldn't help but cover their ears almost simultaneously!

Clang! With a loud noise! Innumerable violently trembling weapons simultaneously shattered into two pieces and fell to the ground—a scene indescribably bizarre. Everyone was stunned speechless by this sudden event.

Among those present, only my Dragon Shadow Sword remained intact, though it was shaking even more violently now, seemingly trying to break free from my control and flee!

"Spirit Swords possess sentience. Now that the two divine blades meet again, the intense fighting spirit causes the spiritual aura they leak to induce fear even in ordinary weapons. The subservient humming... In the past, just the presence of the Crimson Blood Demonic Sword could destroy all weapons within a hundred-mile radius. Now that these two divinely fated, ceaselessly hostile divine and demonic swords meet again, ordinary weapons simply cannot withstand such pressure!" Lu Tong said in horror.

"So the legend is true after all," I finally recalled, remembering that Dong Guan had once spoken of the legend where, upon bursting out of its forge, the Crimson Blood Demonic Sword caused all lesser weapons to perish in fear. I had initially thought it was an exaggeration, but today I finally witnessed it!