"Anything?"
Li Xuan frowned as two figures appeared before him. Two Saint-level powerhouses, which were already top-tier existences in this second region. Li Xuan believed he had no prior dealings with any Saints and had never even seen these two before.
"Did you kill Xiu Cang and the others?" Xiu Jin and Xing Long glanced at each other, then asked with a slight frown.
Li Xuan's strength was at the middle stage of the Martial God realm. In their estimation, it was impossible for him to defeat a Half-Saint. However, Li Xuan was the only one within a hundred-mile radius. Although Xiu Jin and Xing Long were not entirely convinced, they still had to inquire.
"You've come for them?" Li Xuan realized with sudden understanding that they were here for Xiu Cang and his group.
"I killed them," Li Xuan did not deny it, his gaze toward Xiu Jin and Xing Long gradually turning ice-cold. Since these people were with Xiu Cang and the other seventeen, they were also responsible for everything Wang Pangzi had endured. With this thought, Li Xuan's Jing Hun sword already appeared in his hand.
"Interesting. A mere middle-stage Martial God dares to exude killing intent towards us." Xiu Jin's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing this. He let out a sarcastic chuckle as he sensed the killing intent radiating from Li Xuan.
"So much nonsense!" A hint of impatience flashed in Li Xuan's eyes. He then directly attacked with Jing Hun.
*Hum!*
The next moment, Jing Hun was pressed against Xiu Jin's brow. Xing Long, standing beside him, turned pale with shock. Xiu Jin was a Saint-level powerhouse!
"What is your relationship with Xiu Cang?" Li Xuan ignored Xing Long and asked Xiu Jin.
Xiu Jin's pupils contracted, and large beads of sweat trickled down his forehead. He hastily replied, "Xiu Cang is my brother."
"So you are his brother. Then go accompany him," Li Xuan's mind stirred, and Jing Hun directly unleashed its sword intent. Instantly, a trickle of blood flowed from Xiu Jin's brow. The terrifying sword intent surged into Xiu Jin's body, extinguishing his life force within ten breaths.
*Gulp.*
Xing Long couldn't help but swallow. A dignified Saint, instantly killed by a single sword strike!
"Your Excellency, I was merely accompanying him. I have no relation with that Xiu Cang!" Xing Long said hurriedly as Li Xuan's gaze shifted towards him.
What a joke. Xiu Jin's strength was not much different from Xing Long's. If Li Xuan could instantly kill Xiu Jin, he could do the same to himself. At this moment, Xing Long was terrified!
"Who are you?" Li Xuan asked.
Xing Long quickly replied, "My name is Zhou Wen."
"Zhou Wen?" Li Xuan's eyes showed a hint of peculiarity. "Do you take me for a fool? The mark of your Xing Tian clan is still on your forehead, and you claim your name is Zhou Wen?"
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to ask who you are. Among your Xing Tian clan, I recognize only one person. Unfortunately, you are not him." Li Xuan spoke, and Jing Hun flashed again. The next moment, Xing Long's head landed on the ground.
Li Xuan reached out and collected the spatial rings from both of them, then continued walking forward.
"Xing Long and Xiu Jin are dead."
On a mountaintop, Luo Ye Xue suddenly looked up towards the distance, murmuring softly.
"Dead?" As soon as Luo Ye Xue spoke, a man emerged from a stone cave, asking with a frown.
Luo Ye Xue snorted, "What? Are you doubting my divine abilities?"
The man fell silent. He was truly apprehensive of Luo Ye Xue's divine abilities. Now that Luo Ye Xue had said it, Xing Long and Xiu Jin had likely perished.
"Is that person's strength truly that formidable?" the man asked Luo Ye Xue after some thought.
Luo Ye Xue fell silent for a moment before slowly nodding. "Very strong."
"Ye Xue, can your Heavenly Eye pupils discern this person's past?" the man asked, thinking for a moment.
Luo Ye Xue's expression became serious. She then shook her head. "Yasuo, this person is not someone we can afford to offend. Beside him are two powerhouses capable of destroying our entire clan. In this Land of Divine Burial, we should try to keep our distance from him."
Yasuo's pupils contracted. Two beings capable of destroying a clan!
"It seems I need to keep a low profile for the time being," Yasuo said with a wry smile after a moment.
Luo Ye Xue nodded slightly. "You should focus on the feud between your Ya Yao clan and the Zheng Yao clan. We should stay far away from this formidable individual. As for whether others will seek trouble with him, that is beyond our concern."
Yasuo's eyes flickered, and he nodded slightly.
Deep within the second region.
One day, Li Xuan arrived at the boundary with the core region. Looking at the gray, misty depths before him, Li Xuan stopped. Long before entering the Land of Divine Burial, Xuan Ye had specifically instructed Li Xuan never to enter the core region. However, Li Xuan had no choice but to enter and investigate.
There was no other reason than that as Li Xuan reached this point, the Heavenly Dao Brush transmitted a message to him stating that within the core region lay a divine sword at its peak.
A divine sword, and an undamaged one at that. Li Xuan was naturally very tempted. If he could obtain it and replace Qing Xiao, Li Xuan's strength would undoubtedly soar. His objective for this journey would then be considered completely fulfilled.
However, opportunities often came with immense risks. Li Xuan hesitated to move forward because the core region was filled with terrifying malevolent energy. Even at this junction, Li Xuan felt a profound sense of dread.
"Young master, fortune favors the bold. If you miss this opportunity, there won't be another." The Heavenly Dao Brush spoke as Li Xuan remained hesitant. "A divine sword, that is comparable to a divine artifact."
Li Xuan retorted impatiently, "With my current strength, can I survive in there? Little Brush, are you planning to harm your master?"
The Heavenly Dao Brush immediately appeared before Li Xuan. "Young master, you are a sword cultivator, how can you stop progressing out of fear of danger! Although it is dangerous in there, what does it matter compared to a divine sword? Young master, don't be a coward, charge forward!"
Li Xuan was stunned. This damnable brush was acting strangely.
"Little Brush, tell me honestly, do you desperately want me to enter this place?" Li Xuan asked after some thought.
The Heavenly Dao Brush was silent for a moment before replying, "Young master, I merely wish for your strength to improve faster. Your current strength, well, it is very weak."
"Very weak?" Li Xuan was taken aback. He could already instantly kill Saints.
As if seeing through Li Xuan's thoughts, the Heavenly Dao Brush spoke, "Young master, think about it yourself. How long have you been a Sword Dao Grandmaster? Have you improved your sword cultivation realm so far? And how long has it been since your sword intent has progressed? Young master, although you have advanced from the Martial Emperor realm to the Martial God realm, this is merely the strength fed back to you by Qing Xiao within your body. As for Saints, to be honest, I can instantly kill them with a single stroke."
"Young master, let me put it this way. Qing Xiao within you can only elevate your strength to Half-Saint. If you cannot find a higher-grade spirit sword to replace it, it will be impossible for you to advance further. Moreover, the seal on the second layer of the Prison Suppression has loosened. If you do not improve soon, you will only await self-destruction."
"Without truly facing a life-or-death crisis, how can you improve? Sword cultivators are meant to advance bravely, unafraid of danger."
After speaking, the Heavenly Dao Brush flashed and disappeared.
Li Xuan fell silent. It seemed he really hadn't improved his sword cultivation realm and sword intent for a long time.
At this moment, Li Xuan suddenly realized that he had been dispatching opponents with a single strike for almost his entire recent period. Compared to the oppressive feeling of facing powerful enemies before, he had become somewhat complacent. He even felt at times that no spiritual master on the Cang Mang Continent could defeat him.
Confidence was a good thing. But overconfidence was arrogance, and arrogance often led to misfortune.
Li Xuan had to admit that he had become somewhat too satisfied with his current situation. Furthermore, Li Xuan realized he had become a little arrogant.
"It seems my mindset truly needs a good adjustment," Li Xuan said with a self-deprecating wry smile, his gaze gradually becoming resolute.
The next moment, Li Xuan strode forward. Within a few breaths, his figure disappeared into the hazy sky.