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"Boy, your audacity astounds me! A mere Nine Tribulations Immortal dares to be so reckless. Truly ignorant of what's good for you. Killing you would require just myself!" Jing Po's intent to kill soared to the heavens, her face twisted with fury.

"Ahem, how about this? Let us decide the outcome with one battle. If we lose, we will proceed as Young Brother Yang suggests. If we win, the ownership of the Palace of Life and Death belongs to us. What say you?" An old man of myriad calamities suddenly spoke up, laughing in such a manner.

The old man of myriad calamities was a shrewd one, and immediately exchanged views with the other Star Brigand Kings through secret messages.

"Fellows, Jing Po is a Red Dust Immortal, immensely strong. Xuan Zhong is but a Nine Tribulations Immortal. There's absolutely no suspense about the outcome of this battle. Jing Po making a move would also serve to firmly suppress Xuan Zhong, crushing his momentum and venting our frustrations, don't you think?"

"I think it's feasible!"

"Jing Po, could we trouble you to make a move this time?"

The remaining four Star Brigand Kings exchanged glances, all finding the method agreeable. Win or lose, they stood to lose nothing and would still be able to comprehend the Immortal Techniques.

It was just that sharing their own understanding for others to study displeased them, but it was better than having it taken by force.

"Very well! Let me be the one to cut down this young Xuan Zhong!" Jing Po voiced her consent with a grim face through secret message.

Once the old man of myriad calamities heard Jing Po's agreement, his heart was full of joy. Now that both sides were appeased, he quickly conveyed his thoughts to Yang Ji and Xuan Zhong, "Elder Xuan, Young Brother Yang, this is as far as this old brother can mediate. Jing Po has no idea of Elder Xuan's prowess. You just go ahead and suppress her fiercely."

Yang Ji chuckled inwardly, unable to help but admire the cunning of the old man of myriad calamities.

An exchange of glances with Xuan Zhong amounted to an agreement between them.

"Good, since Elder Xuan has nodded his agreement, then enter the Life and Death Realm to fight. If one dies there, they can still be revived in the outside world, so consider it a contest," said the old man of myriad calamities.

"Come, let me slay you inside!" Xuan Zhong beckoned Jing Po with a curl of his finger, then tore through the dimensional barrier and flew into the Life and Death Realm.
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"Boy, let's see how you die!" Jing Po, laughing out of extreme anger, flung her sleeves and followed him into it.

"Boy, die!" Jing Po was vicious to the extreme, launching the first attack like a crazed old woman, tearing through time and space. Suddenly, a ring-shaped wave appeared in the sky, pressing down on Xuan Zhong with the force of the Nine Heavens.

In the blink of an eye, she was already in front of him.

Such fast speed, like lightning, disregarding space, heading straight for him.

Although an old woman, her arms were like war blades, comparable to a pair of Dao treasures, chopping down heavily at Xuan Zhong.

Worthy of being a Red Dust Immortal, her move seemed simple and devoid of flair, but in reality, it contained endless Divine Skills, a complexity simplified to its essence.

Just the first move revealed a combat strength that could frighten many.

And the most terrifying part was Jing Po's displayed momentum, like a dragon piercing through clouds and sea, carrying the force of the vast sky upon her, seemingly with boundless follow-through. If one dodged, they would only end up perpetually on the defensive, thoroughly suppressed by Jing Po, losing to the overwhelming force, and ultimately facing defeat.

Someone else might retreat from such a pressing move, but what kind of person was Xuan Zhong? A favored son of heaven, he had no intention of dodging at all.

Facing the mighty momentum of Jing Po, he scoffed coldly, his right fist clenched fiercely, divine power exploding from his body like a falling star. Without dodge or avoidance, he met Jing Po's attack head-on with a punch.

Boom!

Boom!

Xuan Zhong's punch pierced through Jing Po's palms and landed on her chest, while Jing Po's palms, likewise, swept past Xuan Zhong's fist and both slammed onto his shoulders.

Fist met palm.

No fancy tricks, no avoidance, just a clash of raw power.

The seemingly crude fight was, in truth, rife with lethal intent and filled with endless Dao Principles.

Both parties' full array of Divine Skills were condensed into their fists and palms, turning decay into magic, and magic into utmost simplicity.

Xuan Zhong's shoulders blasted apart on the spot as he was sent flying backward, while Jing Po's chest shattered just the same, and she too was sent flying.

In the first exchange, both retreated simultaneously, equally matched.

Xuan Zhong stood in the void, his body shook, and his shattered shoulders instantaneously regenerated.

On this side, Jing Po, as a Red Dust Immortal with immense strength and rapid recovery, her chest swiftly healed, and in the blink of an eye, she was also unscathed.

Seeing this, Xuan Zhong showed no surprise, while Jing Po, on the other hand, was quite shocked inside, "How is it possible that this brat, only a Nine Tribulations Immortal, has a recovery power that could even surpass a Red Dust Immortal, and even goes beyond that?"

The stronger Xuan Zhong appeared, the greater the murderous intent within Jing Po's heart grew.

"Come again!"

Jing Po screeched, her appearance that of an old crone, but her method of fighting was extremely fierce. Her palms pulled violently, and a Dao Principle erupted from her.

Instantly, the Dao Principle turned into a grey dragon shadow, entwining around her arms, poised to strike.

It was actually the Lunar Divine Beast, the Dragon of Nine Yin from the Posuo World!

Roar!

Jing Po sent the Dragon of Nine Yin charging forth with a howl that tore through heaven and earth, grazing the void and leaving a long trail of dragon's path, swiftly rushing a myriad of zhang, reaching Xuan Zhong in an instant, lunging straight at him.

Xuan Zhong could feel the terror contained within the Dragon of Nine Yin, and considering Jing Po's extraordinary cultivation - higher than his own - he dared not be negligent or overly confident at this moment; his right fist gathered Dao Principles and unleashed a fist shadow, directly colliding with the Dragon of Nine Yin.

Roar!

Boom!

An explosion resounded, shaking all directions of the heavens, the might terrifying.

In their second clash, Xuan Zhong and Jing Po again fought to a standstill, neither superior nor inferior.