"Xu Chuan, are you not going to make a move, or do you intend to watch your followers die!"
Li Qinghou shouted in anger. Although Feng Qingyang was already no match for him, Xu Chuan had not intervened.
He had even merely given his weapon to Feng Qingyang.
This blatant disregard for him once again enraged him.
"I told you, you are not worthy of my attention!"
Xu Chuan said indifferently.
His emotions were not stirred in the slightest, as if everything was within his control.
"Good, very good!"
"Then I will kill your follower first, and then I will kill you!"
Li Qinghou laughed in extreme anger.
This Xu Chuan's arrogance was beyond his wildest imagination.
He actually intended to defeat him with just a saber and a good-for-nothing.
As his words fell.
Boundless cold light erupted from Li Qinghou's eyes.
Immediately after, a silver-white true dragon materialized on his long sword.
Roar!
The true dragon roared to the heavens, and its terrifying aura instantly swept across all directions.
"I know what this Emperor Armament is!"
"This is the Silver Dragon Sword, refined from the corpse of a true dragon of the Emperor Realm by one of the Holy Lords of the Xuan Tian Holy Land countless years ago!"
"I never expected this Emperor Armament to be in Li Qinghou's hands!"
"It seems Li Qinghou is highly valued by the Xuan Tian Holy Lord, to have even bestowed this Emperor Armament upon him!"
At this moment, someone recognized the origin of the sword and exclaimed in shock.
Following this dragon's roar, the silver true dragon became even more agile.
Then, Li Qinghou swung his long sword.
"Kill!"
With a roar, the long sword slashed down, and the silver true dragon transformed into a sword energy, charging towards Feng Qingyang.
With this strike, he was determined to kill.
He wanted to use this strike to completely obliterate Xu Chuan's impudent follower.
And, in front of everyone, to kill Xu Chuan, the madman!
"Die!"
Li Qinghou's face contorted with ferocity, determined to shatter Feng Qingyang into dust with a single sword strike.
As for the demon saber in Feng Qingyang's hand, he completely disregarded it.
After being refined by Xu Chuan, the Zhenyu Demon Saber, without Xu Chuan's control, its aura was contained, making it appear like a mere firewood stick.
There was no sign that this was a third-tier Emperor Armament that had already developed sentience.
The surrounding onlookers frowned.
Li Qinghou's strike was very powerful.
If Feng Qingyang were to face it with the level of power he had previously displayed, he would surely die.
But they then looked at Xu Chuan; he remained as calm as ever.
It was as if he didn't even care about Feng Qingyang's potential death.
And Feng Qingyang, too, was remarkably composed, as if he had already resigned himself to his fate.
This further angered many.
Could such a cold-hearted individual truly have followers?
What a pity for a genius like Feng Qingyang, who had reached the third level of the Heavenly King realm at such a young age, and possessed strength comparable to an average fifth-level Heavenly King.
Yet now, due to Xu Chuan's arrogance and his own misguided loyalty, he was about to perish.
What a shame!
One by one, the martial artists instinctively closed their eyes, unwilling to witness Feng Qingyang being torn to pieces.
However.
The scene that unfolded next was beyond anyone's expectation.
Even Li Qinghou, standing opposite, had not foreseen it.
Just as the sword energy was about to strike Feng Qingyang, the Zhenyu Demon Saber in his hand moved.
Feng Qingyang's eyes also flashed with brilliance at this moment.
He roared, "As commanded by my young master, please, Demon Saber, slay the enemy!"
Clang!
The Zhenyu Demon Saber suddenly flew from his hand and soared into the sky.
Boom!
Under the shocked, disbelieving, and terrified gazes of the onlookers,
The Zhenyu Demon Saber unleashed a red light, and a terrifying killing intent instantly enveloped the entire area.
In a flash, it crushed Li Qinghou's full-powered sword strike.
The sword energy, transformed from the white dragon, was annihilated into dust.
Roar!
A mournful cry echoed.
Following that, everyone present witnessed a scene they would never forget.
The Silver Dragon Sword, the Emperor Armament in Li Qinghou's hand, shattered.
The Silver Dragon divine soul, sealed within as the sword spirit, was directly entangled and devoured by the killing intent and demonic energy of the Zhenyu Demon Saber.
With another mournful cry, it vanished completely from existence.
"Impossible..."
"This isn't real!"
Li Qinghou stared blankly at the Silver Dragon Sword in his hand, which was now just a hilt, and muttered.
He couldn't believe that his Emperor Armament had been shattered by Xu Chuan's inconspicuous broken saber.
This was simply impossible!
The people present felt the same way as Li Qinghou.
An Emperor Armament—shattered!
"What is this saber, to be able to shatter an Emperor Armament!"
"Too terrifying, is this Xu Chuan's strength?"
"He hasn't even made a move, and his personal weapon alone has rendered Li Qinghou utterly helpless!"
Countless martial artists turned their gaze towards the Zhenyu Demon Saber suspended in the sky.
As it devoured the Silver Dragon divine soul, the Zhenyu Demon Saber became even more eerie, as if its sentience was about to reawaken.
Feng Qingyang, of course, would not let such an opportunity pass and was about to pursue his advantage.
"Please, Demon Saber, slay the enemy!"
His voice rang out again, like a death knell, jolting Li Qinghou out of his shock and disbelief.
At this moment, he was no longer the arrogant and invincible figure he once was.
All that remained was fear and terror.
Even his Emperor Armament had been shattered by this demon saber hanging above his head.
What else could he use to resist?
Hum hum hum!
The Zhenyu Demon Saber trembled again.
Then, it transformed into an intensely brilliant blood-red light, slashing straight towards Li Qinghou.
Sensing the terrifying killing intent and the soul-stirring power emanating from the demon saber,
Li Qinghou was terrified.
His heart trembled uncontrollably.
Just as the demon saber was about to strike him, he could no longer hold back.
"Elder Luo, save me!"
He cried out loudly.
As his voice fell, a sharp divine power descended, instantly immobilizing the advancing Zhenyu Demon Saber.
Immediately after, a gorgeously dressed elder appeared before Li Qinghou.
He looked at Xu Chuan and said in a calm voice, "Enough, show mercy where mercy can be shown!"
With a single sentence, he intended to make Xu Chuan back down.
As expected of Li Qinghou's protector, even when begging for mercy, he remained so condescending.
However, Xu Chuan didn't even glance at him.
The void behind him shimmered, and two guards at the ninth level of the Heavenly King realm, who had been hidden behind Xu Chuan, appeared and directly attacked the protector named Luo.
"How dare you!"
Even though he was powerful, he had to be cautious when facing attacks from two ninth-level Heavenly Kings.
He was inwardly furious.
The Taiyi Holy Land actually dared to attack him.
And while he was being held back, the Zhenyu Demon Saber moved once more.
The blazing red saber light tore through the void, slashing towards Li Qinghou, who sat stunned on the ground.
"You dare!"
"Stop immediately!"
The protector surnamed Luo exclaimed in shock upon seeing this, trying to stop the Zhenyu Demon Saber.
However, this saber pierced through all restraints, charging towards Li Qinghou with an unstoppable momentum.
With a thud!
The Zhenyu Demon Saber struck Li Qinghou.
Instantly, his head flew into the sky.
Li Qinghou's divine soul escaped, attempting to flee.
But the Zhenyu Demon Saber gave him no chance.
With another slash, accompanied by Li Qinghou's screams, his divine soul was annihilated, and he perished completely.
"Holy Son!"
The protector surnamed Luo's face turned ashen.
In his presence, Li Qinghou had still died.