Unexpectedly, just as Luo Yongqi finished speaking, Luo Zhu retracted her previously shocked and angry expression and revealed a sly smirk of triumph, "Little sister here really wouldn't know, after all, only Fellow Daoist Luo and your people can truly understand the might of this formation."

Simultaneously, Xiao Fangcheng suddenly flipped his palm, retrieving the main disk and likewise pointing his finger at it.

In the next instant, a bizarre scene unfolded!

Wind Blades that were shooting through mid-air suddenly turned direction and attacked the Senluo Sect cultivators en masse.

The cultivators of the Senluo Sect were caught unawares and were instantly engulfed by the overwhelming Wind Blades, plunging into chaos, with cries of pain and curses rising all around.

Luo Yongqi, caught off guard, also struggled under the dense barrage of Wind Blades, but being highly cultivated, he quickly extricated himself from the predicament and protected his body.

"Xiao Fangcheng, you dare betray me!" However, by this point, his heart was aflame with raging anger, and his wolf-like eyes fiercely stared at Xiao Fangcheng, who was holding the main disk.

"What are you talking about, Fellow Daoist Luo? Fellow Daoist Xiao has always been an ally of Pan Si Island. How can there be talk of betraying you?" Luo Zhu chuckled lightly, her fingers shifted a spell, and countless fine silk threads attacked Luo Yongqi together with the Wind Blades.

At the moment she made her move, the already prepared Black Leopard and Black Tiger brothers also took out their magic treasures and attacked the Nascent Soul Zhong Changli of the Senluo Sect and the knife-bearing man.

The remaining Core Formation cultivators also made their moves, and the scene quickly descended into chaos.

Under the cover of the numerous Wind Blades, Yuan Ming still laid hidden.

However, his eyes were already fixed on a group of Core Formation cultivators from the Senluo Sect, his gaze swiftly scanning the crowd.

Xi Zheng, the Evil Eye Venerable, and Ximen Rui were also mingled among the Core Formation Stage cultivators of the Senluo Sect, equally unprepared for such a sudden change, and were busy dealing with the incoming assault of Wind Blades.

Suddenly, a shadow behind Ximen Rui darkened, and a Black Sword shot out, aiming straight for his head.

Exceptionally alert, the moment the Black Sword appeared, Ximen Rui's feet each conjured a rotating cyan light, his body blurred slightly, moving sideways with a series of afterimages, evading the Black Sword's thrust.

Yuan Ming's silhouette also emerged from the shadows, his hands forming a spell.

Ximen Rui turned to look at Yuan Ming, his pupils suddenly shrinking to the size of pinholes, he exclaimed in shock, "It's you!"

Yuan Ming was surprised; to avoid trouble, he had altered his appearance again, but Ximen Rui seemed to recognize him?

Nevertheless, it didn't matter. With a thought, he activated the Curse, Annihilation, and Frenzy Blood runes on the Soul Destroying Sword.

Ximen Rui, sensing Yuan Ming's action, the rotating cyan light on his feet flared up, moving sideways again, but it was already too late.

He felt a "buzz" in his head, his vision went dark, and his Divine Sense was cut off, unable to sense any situation around him.

"What's happening!" he exclaimed in shock.

However, before he could react, the Qi-Blood and Divine Soul inside him also became chaotically disturbed, he spat out a large glob of Essence Blood, his breath instantly weakened significantly.

Yuan Ming secretly lamented; his Divine Soul was sealed in the White Jade Lotus Platform, now only the Soul Power within his Nascent Soul was usable, reducing the power of the three runes, otherwise, he could have reduced Ximen Rui's Cultivation by a whole realm.

While sighing, he didn't stop; the Soul Destroying Sword transformed into a dark shadow, slashing towards Ximen Rui's neck.

Although startled, Ximen Rui instantly sensed the danger and without a word, flicked his hand upward.

A stream of Golden Light flew out from his robe, transforming into a small golden bell above his head, spinning swiftly, it burst forth with layers of golden light waves, instantly forming a semi-transparent golden protective shield.

The Soul Destroying Sword struck the golden protective shield, emitting a loud "clang," and was repelled.

Yuan Ming raised an eyebrow slightly, surprised that the Soul Destroying Sword, whose power was not inferior to that of a replicated Spiritual Treasure, had been easily blocked by the small golden bell, which seemed to be a replicated Spiritual Treasure as well.

His lips curling slightly, the Soul Destroying Sword suddenly became a thin shadow, attacking the golden protective shield again.

However, after another crisp "clang", the shadowy state of the Soul Destroying Sword was also blocked.

Yuan Ming raised his eyebrow; this small golden bell was quite formidable, capable of blocking even the Spirit Body form of the Soul Destroying Sword!

Ximen Rui, feeling the two vibrations on the golden protective shield, although he couldn't see, he could guess what had occurred, naturally losing any will to fight and only wishing to escape desperately.

The rotating cyan lights on his feet surged, as he swiftly fled outside of the Great Array.

Yuan Ming frowned, having finally cornered this man amid the chaos. If he allowed him to escape, it would be difficult to kill him for good.

He fiercely activated the Blood Frenzy Rune; Ximen Rui's Qi-Blood and Divine Soul were disturbed once again, slowing his flying escape momentarily.

At that moment, a black root erupted from the void beside Ximen Rui, piercing into his body and easily perforating a blood hole through him.

Ximen Rui cried out in pain, the cyan light around his body flaring up, transforming into a cyan long rainbow, he crashed into a nearby Forbidden Array, flashing through it and rapidly fleeing into the distance.

Yuan Ming immediately chased after him, employing the Void Transformation Technique to penetrate the Forbidden Array.

However, with a soft "bang", his figure was blocked by the Forbidden Light Screen, unable to pass through.

He hastily instructed Ancestor Xiao to open the Forbidden Light Screen for him, then continued the pursuit.

The exchange between Yuan Ming and Ximen Rui was swift; only now did the others notice the commotion here.

Upon seeing this, Luo Zhu, the Master of Pan Si Island, revealed a delighted expression.

In her view, Ximen Rui was highly cultivated, possessing many magic treasures; she wasn't sure she could prevail against him personally. Yet, Yuan Ming had effortlessly defeated Ximen Rui, his strength even surpassing her expectations.

Xi Zheng and the Evil Eye Venerable both changed their expressions, particularly Xi Zheng, whose face turned quite unpleasant as he summoned a silver-white Magic Treasure with a flip of his hand.

This treasure was quite peculiar, resembling a small silver door. He began cultivating Mana and channeling it into the object.

A silver door suddenly appeared in front of him, pitch black inside, leading to an unknown destination.

Xi Zheng stepped in, and the silver door immediately shut and vanished.

"Ah, could this be the Xi Family's Dayan Void Gate?" The eyes of the Evil Eye Venerable flashed as he, too, flew outside.

At that moment, dazzling golden light suddenly brightened up the void ahead with a burst like a roar of the ocean, transforming an area of several tens of meters in radius into a golden sea instantaneously.

Xi Ying appeared amidst the golden light, blocking the path of the Evil Eye Venerable.

"Who are you to dare to block my way? Move aside if you don't wish to die!" the Evil Eye Venerable said, frowning.

Without speaking, Xi Ying just raised both hands, and countless faintly visible golden feathers shot out from the light, enveloping the sky and striking towards the Evil Eye Venerable.

The golden feathers flickered and moved quickly, dazzling and captivating to the eye.

"Minor tricks!"

The Evil Eye Venerable let out a low shout, unaffected by the feathers, as a beam of purple light shot from his forehead, condensing into a purple lion of about three meters in size. It roared thunderously.

A wave of purple Sound Waves swirled forward, easily scattering the golden feathers and preventing them from approaching within ten meters of the Evil Eye Venerable.

Undeterred, Xi Ying made a hand gesture.

The feathers in the sky began to whirl rapidly, surrounding the Evil Eye Venerable and forming a huge golden vortex, enveloping him and releasing an illusion attack many times stronger than before from within the vortex.

The Soul Power in the Evil Eye Venerable's Sea of Consciousness became chaotic, causing him a moment of alarm; he halted and concentrated on stabilizing his Soul Power.

A red light flashed between his brows, and a ferocious red tiger emerged, spewing gusts of red wind. Together with the purple lion's purple Sound Waves, they tried to tear apart the golden vortex.

Meanwhile, the Great Elder of the Senluo Sect was fiercely clashing with the Master of Pan Si Island. Other Nascent Soul cultivators, as well as Core Formation cultivators, were also engaged in intense combat.

With the support of the Forbidden Great Array, Pan Si Island's side was gaining the upper hand.

...

After escaping for a while, Ximen Rui's vision brightened, and his other senses also gradually returned. Even his weakened Mana showed signs of recovery, bringing him a moment of relief.

However, before he could enjoy this for long, a flash of Lei Guang appeared ahead, and Yuan Ming, standing astride Lei Yu, blocked his path.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, this is only our second meeting, and we hold no deep grudges. Must we fight to the death?" Ximen Rui's face stiffened as he spoke solemnly.

Yuan Ming showed no intention to speak; the Soul Destroying Sword once again blasted forth, and the Purple Star Nine Dragon Spear also shot from his sleeve, striking vigorously against the golden protective shield, but unfortunately, they rebounded without effect.

He raised an eyebrow and again activated the Curse Rune to diminish Ximen Rui's cultivation.

A wave of invisible Curse Power emanated, enveloping Ximen Rui.

Just at that moment, the air ahead exploded, and a tangible blood-red fist wind struck, breaking through the Curse Power.

After the blood-red fist wind passed, Xi Zheng's figure appeared.

Yuan Ming looked towards Xi Zheng, slightly surprised.

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This was the first time he had seen someone counter the Curse Power with such a technique.

"Who are you? Pan Si Island seems not to have someone like you," Xi Zheng stared at Yuan Ming and asked.

"Uncle Xi, this is Yuan Ming, the man Xi Ying brought the other day!" Ximen Rui caught his breath and said.

Xi Zheng showed a surprised look as he scrutinized Yuan Ming, his expression turning cold.

"Are you from Pan Si Island? To achieve your goals, Pan Si Island truly stops at nothing," Xi Zheng said coldly.

Yuan Ming did not expect Xi Zheng to think this way, but considering their previous meeting at the Xi Family Mansion and the current situation, it was normal for Xi Zheng to speculate so.

With the situation urgent, he had no time to explain to Xi Zheng and controlled the main soul within the White Jade Lotus Platform, heading straight for the white flames.

With a "sizzle," the main soul was seared by the white flames, creating a hole.

Behind Xi Zheng, Ximen Rui suddenly screamed in agony. A large hole formed in the Divine Soul within his Sea of Consciousness.

When Yuan Ming had struck Ximen Rui with the black roots earlier, he had invoked the Shared Life Divine Power, connecting himself and Ximen Rui to share any damage.

His Divine Soul was within the space of the White Jade Lotus Platform, and he was not sure if the damage could be shared. His earlier action was just an attempt, and from Ximen Rui's reaction, it seemed to work as expected.

"What have you done?" Xi Zheng hastily checked on Ximen Rui, then bellowed a question.

Yuan Ming ignored him and continued to steer the main soul toward the white flames.

"Ah!" Ximen Rui's Divine Soul suffered another blow, displaying a hue of utter despair.

His Divine Soul did not possess the same formidable regenerative abilities as Yuan Ming's and was on the verge of collapse.