"Buzz!" A gigantic sword appeared behind Patriarch Yan, threatening to tear the sky asunder. Even the best defensive treasure would be crushed by its weight alone.

Even though his body full of wounds and his clothes tattered, Patriarch Yan still exuded mighty pressure from his calm demeanor befitting his status as one of the top cultivators in the Eastern Region. His aura made him like a ruler demanding any mortal to kneel before his presence.

"Die!" The gigantic sword swung downward with a powerful pressure to cut anything on its path. The cloud dispersed, the wind raging, and the sky rumbling because of that one slash.

Elder Yang was still calm in the face of this sword. He only casually waved his hand in response as if he was courting death.

Unexpectedly, the gigantic sword was sliced apart in pieces before even came close to Elder Yang.

Wu Qing's face turned solemn and then performed a mudra; his countenance changed completely became bloodthirsty and exuded dense killing intense.

Three fiend-like creatures appeared in front of him. Their body made by blood looks very frightening—each of them holding a different weapon: a sword, a spear, and a saber.

"Blood Puppet! That's a secret technique owned by Heavenly Blood Sects. It's said that each one of them required a tremendous amount of the summoner's blood to come into being. Wu Qing really go all out!" Lin Ming said.

The three Blood Puppet encircle Elder Yang, ready to attack at Wu Qing's command. They hover around him, looking for his blind spot. Elder Yang smirked as if taunting them to make a move.

"Go!" Wu Qing waved his hand, commanding the Blood Puppet to attack. The Blood Puppets assault Elder Yang from every direction.

"Poof!" Once again, the attack was rendered useless. The Blood Puppets were sliced into several parts by only moving closer several feet from their initial position.

"Is this the best you can do?" Elder Yang said.

Elder Yang's demeanor left Wu Qing vomiting blood from anger. His carefree attitude was simply an affront to him! He might not be the strongest cultivator in the Eastern Continent, but he could still look down on the entire Jianghu. But now, Elder Yang was treating this life and death battle so indifferently. But even so, he can't find an opening in Elder Yang's defense.

"Why does their attack disappear before it even touches Elder Yang?" Feng Xue asked.

"It's because Elder Yang uses his domain, a sword domain. It was supreme within the offensive domain. Nothing can break through without being cut beforehand. This is one of the proof when they say offense is the best defense." Snowy explained.

"What is a domain? Why don't I ever hear it before?" Feng Xue asked again.

"A domain is the culmination of the law infused with spiritual pressure. Usually, only cultivators in Immortal Ascension can use it because it required comprehension about the soul and high attainment in a law. Elder Yang can use it even though he still only a Nascent Soul cultivator showed that he is really talented in Sword Dao." Snowy said.

"If it can cut anything, then does it mean that anyone who can use it is unbeatable?" Zi Ling jumped into their conversation.

"Only using another domain that strong enough to suppress it or technique contained spatial or temporal law that you can wound someone who has sword domain. That's why sword cultivator is frightening." Snowy said casually.

"Look! it seems it will soon come to an end!" Lin Ming said while pointing her finger in Elder Yang's direction.

A hundred swords filled with sword qi flying around Elder Yang. It was the same technique used by Lin Ming before but several times more powerful. Anyone can feel its sharpness only by looking at them.

"It's my turn then! One Slash of Hundred Swords!" All of the hundred swords flying to Patriarch Yang and Wu Qing direction of a blink of an eye. No one can escape when the swords were unleashed.

"Poof!" Patriarch Yan tried to block it using several moves but still pinned down by them.

"It can't be…." Wu Qing used his life-saving treasure as soon as he saw Elder Yang formed a hundred swords. He fled as fast as he could toward Heavenly Blood sect direction, alas, as soon as the swords were released, they catch up to Wu Qing and sever his head and his limb.

A bright light appeared from his body and flying toward the Heavenly Blood Sect direction. It was his nascent soul.

A Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't easily be killed only by destroying their body. Only if their nascent soul is extinguished will they truly dead. With ample resources and sufficient time, they will be able to reform their bodies, albeit in a weakening state. It might take several years to regain their full strength.

"Who knows that the Eastern Continent will lose one of the top cultivators today," sighed Elder Yang while approaching Patriarch Yan.

"I don't have anything to say, the winner will be the king, and the loser will lose everything. That was the rule of jianghu." Patriarch Yan said calmly even though he would soon meet his end.

"Is it worth it…?" Elder Yang took his sword and swiftly decapitated Patriarch Yan's head. He looked at the dead body and once again let out a gentle sigh.

The soul of Patriarch Yan was trying to escape but immediately smite by Elder Yang's sword qi. The soul dispersed into the air left nothing behind.

After he withdrew his sword, Elder Yang looked at the mansion and said, "Collected Patriarch Yan's body. We will go to Yan Family to end this feud."

In just a second, Lin Ming had already taken Patriarch Yan's corpse. He looked at Feng Xue, Snowy, and Zi Ling gesturing for them to follow him.

"Mom, I'll be back soon. When this ends, we will start to collect the ingredients for father medicine." Feng Xue said.

"Okay, little Xue. Mother will take care of the matter at home." Madam Feng said while looking at Chamberlain Xi.

Chamberlain Xi kept lowering his head seemingly ready to face his punishment.