All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

At that moment, the wind and snow ceased to move.

The thick, fiery clouds in the sky were instantly dispersed by the sword qi, revealing the upper half of the setting sun's face!

Then, the wind and snow that had calmed down once again started howling, and the sky took on a darkened hue, followed by a sound that began faintly and grew in volume!

The cry of the sword whistled through the air, resonating throughout the Sword Sect's entire airspace.

Everyone watched this scene, stunned. They had all heard of this treasure of the Sword Sect, the Qingping Sword.

This Qingping Sword, which had pierced the chests of countless Tribulation-Crossing Cultivators.

The Qingping Sword drinks only the blood of Immortals! Over millennia, countless souls of those who crossed tribulations have fallen beneath its blade!

Luo Ritian narrowed his eyes, looking at Su Bei before him. He waved the horsetail whisk in his hand and sneered, "I must say, Elder Su, you actually dare to confront me, Luo Ritian! Still pretending? Alas, with the Qingping Sword in your hands, you won't be able to unleash even a tiny fraction of its power! After all, no matter how well you imitate, you are merely at the Divinity Transformation Realm..."

Su Bei looked at him indifferently and made no attempt to argue.

He took a step forward, and in the next instant, endless spiritual energy burst forth from around him, and ink-black clouds billowed continuously.

The elders of the various sects watched the scene with solemn eyes, then shook their heads with a bitter smile, saying, "Half-Step to Reverie! To think he has yet to truly enter the Refining Void Realm!"

"Isn't there a rumor that Elder Su hasn't made any progress in his cultivation for a hundred years while in the Mid Stage of Divinity Transformation?"

"Of course, it's false! How could it be true? If Elder Su had the strength of the Refining Void Realm, perhaps he could indeed clash with this Luo Ritian! But now... sigh!"

"Luo Ritian has already broken through to the Mid Stage of Refining Void. Su Bei has no chance of winning."

Wenren Pingxin clenched his hands tightly, his face tense as he watched the scene unfold.

Yu Hongxiu raised her shapely brows, looked at Wenren Pingxin's expression, and felt an urge to laugh.

Then, she sighed quietly to herself. If she knew her junior brother's true cultivation level, what would those at the Peak of Dao Integration think? This fellow could suppress her so thoroughly that she wouldn't dare to harbor a sliver of resistance… Clearly, this Half-Step to Reverie was his disguise; just a few days ago, he had pretended to be at the Late Stage of Divinity Transformation.

Su Bei then said, "In Mo City, I, with a single sword strike, forced you back so you dared not advance even half a step. Here in the Sword Sect, I can still do so."

Hearing Su Bei's words, Luo Ritian laughed heartily. Spreading his arms, he looked at Su Bei with a somewhat playful expression and said, "Elder Su, are you still acting even now? Since the elders of all sects are present, I, Luo Ritian, invite you all to bear witness!"

As his voice fell, numerous fiery-red lights instantly appeared in the sky, dyeing the entire firmament crimson—a truly magnificent spectacle!

Luo Ritian's body soared upwards. Above the firmament, two colossal fire dragons stained the entire sky crimson, hovering behind him as they looked down upon Su Bei. "Do you want me, Luo Ritian, to continue this act with you? Heh!"

The next moment, the two fire dragons in the sky roared and lunged forward. Their scorching heat instantly vaporized the snow covering the entire land, and a veil of mist diffused over the Sword Sect!

"Fire Dragon Art, Eighth Form, Twin Dragons Devour!"

"Go!"

The sky was boiling, and terrifying spiritual energy roared tumultuously in this part of the world. The sky was an expanse of azure and purple; the setting sun seemed to have completely sunk below the horizon.

The oppressive aura instantly crushed the disciples, making them unable to even lift their heads; they could only sense the violent spiritual energy from afar.

Witnessing this, Wenren Pingxin swiftly moved to seal off the area. A battle between cultivators at the Refining Void level could easily devastate the land for tens of miles, leaving no blade of grass!

"Elder Luo's technique, drawing power from the sun—this strike is already faintly touching upon Dao Integration!"

"Elder Su is in danger! This… someone could die!"

"Quick, make that Luo Ritian stop!!"

Amidst the crowd's panicked cries, Su Bei moved.

He took his first step forward.

Xiao Ruoching's beautiful eyes widened instantly, fixated on her master's movement.

—It was the nascent form of a lotus flower; though not yet bloomed, it already possessed a discernible shape!

Su Bei observed the raging inferno that filled the sky. In an instant, boundless Immortal Sword Intent permeated the surroundings. This realm, aside from the flames, was filled everywhere with sword shadows. Then, one by one, azure-purple lotus flowers began to bloom.

Wenren Pingxin held his breath, his eyes filled with utter shock as he watched the lotus sword shadows bloom around Su Bei.

This is Sword Two! Yet, it is not Sword Two! Just as he said, the epitome of its first sighting is but a moment of ephemeral splendor! What surprises could he have in store for me? When did he learn the Sword Scripture? Could such terrifying spiritual energy truly be unleashed by someone at the Half-Step to Reverie?

Second step, third step, fourth step!

With each step Su Bei took, the azure-purple lotus flowers behind him bloomed instantly, forming a vast, azure-purple river. A torrent of Immortal Sword Qi soared into the sky, the river's surface covered in blossoming lotuses, like a galaxy cascading from the ninth heaven!

Luo Ritian's pupils constricted abruptly. The spiritual energy gradually converging around Su Bei was actually creating a sense of oppression for him!

This is impossible! He is merely at the Half-Step to Reverie, and I am a full two realms above him! Why am I feeling this?

Fifth step, sixth step! Seventh step!

Beneath Su Bei's moon-like hair crown, his long black hair fanned out behind him, his white robes fluttering wildly in the sword qi!

The Qingping Sword in his hand gathered more and more spiritual energy. The Great Dao Qi within Su Bei's Dantian surged frantically into it. The Qingping Sword grew increasingly vibrant, as if gradually sensing a feeling it had not experienced in a very long time!

Above the firmament, Luo Ritian roared furiously, instantaneously channeling all the spiritual energy of his Mid Stage Refining Void cultivation into the two fire dragons.

"Su Bei! Kneel before me!"

Infinite flames converged into a single mass. The two rampaging fire dragons, suppressed for too long, unleashed a torrential, overwhelming inferno in the next instant.

The scorching temperature seemed capable of melting anything in the world. Under such ferocious, pure flames, the Sword Sect's arena instantly melted. Subsequently, the white snow within a radius of several miles, and the yellow earth beneath it, also began to melt, merging with the sparks scattering through the air to form magma.

Beneath Su Bei's feet was dark red magma. Billowing black smoke gushed out, accompanied by a colossal rumbling sound that pressed outwards in waves. Burning red rocks were hurled high into the air, only to plummet back down, leaving countless fiery streaks in the smoke-filled sky!

For a moment, the sky turned a dark crimson, wreathed in black smoke. The intense heat even triggered various phenomena like thunder and lightning!

This place had truly become a living inferno.

The searing heat was so intense that Su Bei's white robes began to slowly melt. Su Bei gazed indifferently at the fiery rain engulfing the sky and took another step forward.

Eighth step!

Then, taking his final step, Su Bei at last thrust his sword towards the heavens!

"Sword Two, Ephemeral Splendor!!"

This one sword strike, amidst the sky full of fiery rain, stirred up a thousand tsunamis, aimed directly at the two ferocious fire dragons.

It concentrated the power equivalent to a hundred cultivators at the Half-Step to Reverie, the power of the Energy of Great Dao, the ultimate power of Sword Two, and the power of the Sword Sect's ultimate treasure, the Qingping Sword!

It was a single sword strike, yet it seemed like ten thousand!

The azure-purple sword qi stretched for more than ten miles. Between heaven and earth, only a furiously blooming lotus remained.

The Qingping Sword was merely three feet long, yet that azure-purple sword qi could shake the very heavens!

Luo Ritian's expression changed drastically in an instant! His pupils were filled with utter disbelief!

"How is this possible?! Block it!!!"

This sword strike scattered a boundless radiance. Su Bei's white robes were enveloped by the azure-purple sword qi, making him appear like an Immortal undergoing Ascension.

The sword fiercely collided with the two rampaging fire dragons. The world filled with an azure-purple light as Immortal Sword Qi ran rampant. The fiery rain that had filled the entire space was torn to shreds by this azure-purple sword qi.

This streak of azure-purple sword qi seemed both ethereal and real, illusory yet tangible, lotuses blooming with every step. Even more vexing was that after this sword strike was unleashed upon the twin dragons, its momentum showed no signs of waning. Instead, it surged ever higher, and the blossoming azure-purple sword lotus grew increasingly brilliant and dazzling.

The entire sky resembled a shredded piece of cloth. Su Bei's sword strike had torn the entire crimson firmament into fine pieces. Cracks appeared all over the sky, growing larger and larger. Strands of azure-purple sword light descended from above, scattering across the mortal realm.

Su Bei faced the shattered firmament, his hair flying wildly, the Immortal Sword Qi flourishing with magnificent power!

One sword strike changed the color of heaven and earth, stirred winds and clouds, and caused lotuses to bloom layer upon layer!

Eventually, neither the sword itself nor Su Bei, who had executed the strike, could be seen.

—The world fell silent.

Concentric circles of visible energy waves billowed outwards, sweeping up dust and debris, as a hundred-zhang tall, azure-purple lotus bloomed!

Golden Age Lotus!

Far away, Xiao Ruoching instantly covered her lips with her delicate hand, her eyes transfixed on the scene before her, on that Golden Age Azure Lotus blooming over the entire Sword Sect! A tear silently traced a path down her cheek.

This is the most beautiful lotus this disciple has ever seen...

A deafening explosion, louder than thunder, reverberated. Fire Meteors, remnants of the shattered fire dragons, tore through the sky and crashed down. The entire world shook, flames shot skyward, and black smoke billowed!

An unknown amount of time passed before the thick black smoke finally began to thin, leaving the air filled with a strong smell of sulfur.

The fiery clouds in the sky dispersed, and terrifying energy waves swept across a radius of several miles.

The entire sky, previously enveloped by fiery chasms, was brutally torn in two by the azure-purple sword qi. The firmament was shattered, and a rift like the Milky Way appeared.

Su Bei stood there, his three thousand strands of black hair fluttering wildly in the wind. Before him, Luo Ritian knelt on the ground, his eyes lifeless as he stared at his impaled torso.

All the sect elders shot to their feet, each one gazing at the scene in stunned disbelief! Their mouths hung open, and for a long time, they were unable to utter a sound.

"This… Is this Half-Step to Reverie?"

"This sword strike… was from a Half-Step to Reverie?"

"Elder Su's strike… I'm afraid no one present would be confident in withstanding it…"

"I couldn't withstand it! I would die…"

"The Sword Scripture? The Underworld Sword Sect's Sword Scripture!"

The Sword Sect disciples watched this scene, and though they were sword cultivators, they felt an indescribable emotion in their chests, a pent-up feeling with no outlet.

This was a true sword cultivator! Like a vast confluence of a hundred rivers!

He took a deep breath, his eyes fixed intently on Su Bei. Then, he glanced at Li Zijun, who seemed to have anticipated all of this. He wanted to say something but remained silent.

Lin Jinyu's phoenix eyes were wide with shock. She hadn't yet recovered her senses, simply staring at this man.

Su Bei forcibly swallowed a mouthful of blood, calming his turbulent inner state.

The terrifying impact of the two fire dragons had nearly shattered his internal organs!

Sheathing the Qingping Sword, he then looked indifferently at Luo Ritian, who still hadn't recovered, blood flowing unceasingly as he knelt on the ground. Su Bei said softly, "I have never liked others standing above my head."