If Mo's conjecture wasn't wrong, the person who resembled The Great Demon was his' Junior Uncle '!
Wearing a blindfold and muzzle, whipping him, and even feeding him poison... How dare you bully him like that!
Wu Yuan and the others trembled in rage.
"As a renowned expert, how dare you treat an innocent person so viciously? Today, I, Mo Yuan, will enforce justice on behalf of the heavens even if it costs me my life!"
Suppressing his rage, Mo Yuan bellowed furiously.
Since pressure didn't work, he would just have to fight it out with his fists!
Even if he was no match for the other party and died here, he wouldn't back down.
Hu!
Right after he said those words, a sword appeared in his hand, and sword qi swirled around it.
Su Yin was in the midst of brewing medicine. Seeing how furious Wu Yuan was, he glanced at The Great Demon and felt a little guilty.
Even though he didn't know that his grandstudent was beaten to such a state, he couldn't help but blame himself.
But... this bunch of people came all the way here to exterminate the Zhang Clan and enforce justice on behalf of the heavens.
How thick-skinned!
However, as villains, they would definitely find a righteous excuse. Otherwise, how could they face the public?
With such thoughts in mind, Zhang Xuan continued brewing the medicine. "Sure, we can have a duel after I treat his injuries!"
"Treat his injuries?"
Mo Yuan harrumphed coldly. "Are you intending to use his life as a threat?"
Could it be that there was something unknown in these medicines that could control that 'Little Martial Uncle'?
Su Yin shook his head. "You're thinking too much. He's just a disciple of the Zhenxian Sect. How could he possibly threaten you?"
They were already here to exterminate the Zhang Clan, so why would they care about the life of a disciple? Furthermore, he was still young and his cultivation wasn't too high...
Mo Yuan could tell that the fellow who resembled a demon king was a disciple of the Zhenxian Sect. That meant that his conjecture was a hundred percent correct.
Realizing this, the rage in his eyes intensified. "Make your move! Even if I know that I won't be a match for you, I'll still try my best to have a taste of your moves!"
After which, he brandished his sword, and the surrounding air whimpered. It seemed as though the sword would pierce through the air at any moment.
"I can't drag this out any longer..."
Seeing that the other party had already lost his patience, Su Yin's complexion turned awful.
This method of gaining strength was indeed unreliable.
Treating injuries, concocting pills, and the like took up too much time. How could a real enemy allow him to do these things?
He lowered his head and looked at the casserole. Although it had only been simmered for a short period of time, the prescription was quite reasonable. Under the boiling of the water, the medicinal efficacy had already begun to fuse, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance.
Even though there was still some time before it could bring out its full potential, it should still be effective to a certain extent.
In a moment of desperation, he could only comply.
Otherwise, if he were to be killed, the lie of the Immortal Subjugation Sect being an expert would be shattered, and the entire sect could very well be destroyed.
Without any hesitation, he picked up the clay pot and walked over to The Great Demon. "Drink it!"
"???" The Great Demon was stunned.
Big Brother, this is boiling water, and the medicine has just been boiled …
He wanted to refuse, but then he saw Donkey's big eyes staring at him coldly. He slowly raised a hoof.
"I'll drink it!" Not daring to waste his breath, The Great Demon picked up the casserole and gulped it down in large mouthfuls. Fearing that he wouldn't be satisfied, he even swallowed the medicinal herbs whole.
Boiling water might be scalding to ordinary people, making it difficult for them to swallow. However, it was nothing to cultivators, let alone someone of his strength.
"It must have been hard on you..."
Seeing the other party swallow it down, Su Yin couldn't help but feel pity for him.
Forget it, it's all for the sake of the sect. Senior granduncle didn't do it intentionally, so I'll just have to make up for it in the future...
Seeing the other party forcing their 'Junior Uncle' to drink boiling water and eat medicinal herbs, Wu Yuan and the others felt even more infuriated. However, they knew that they weren't a match for the other party, so they could only swallow it down.
The medicinal solution wasn't too effective, but The Great Demon ate all of the medicinal herbs together with it, and he immediately felt a warmth spreading throughout his body. His injuries gradually recovered.
While he was recovering, Su Yin felt that the surge of spiritual energy in his body could be used once more. He turned to look at the sword-wielding Mo Yuan and exhaled deeply. Narrowing his eyes, he said, "You wish to compete with me?"
Boom!
Right after those words were spoken, a powerful aura burst into the clouds, seemingly tearing the heavens apart. In the blink of an eye, the ordinary-looking young man before him suddenly seemed like an immortal who had descended upon the mortal world. Powerful, authoritative, and inviolable.
"Pseudo Immortal realm pinnacle? Wait a moment … Could it be that he has already overcome that bottleneck? "
Mo Yuan's eyes narrowed as his body shuddered.
He had seen Pseudo Immortal realm experts back when he was roaming the Great Yuan Province. They were capable of tearing through space and shattering the heavens with a wave of their hands... Even so, they were still far from matching up to the young man before him.
Wasn't the path to immortality severed? How could there still be immortals in this world?
"I don't believe it!"
With a furious roar, Mo Yuan thrust his sword forward.
Qingyun Sect's Earth low-tier battle technique, Thirteen Dragon Slaying Swords!
Just like the Thirty-six Immortal Vanquishing Forms, this sword art was one of the top sword arts in the Great Yan Province. It was said that those who mastered the first move would be able to kill those stronger than them. When Mo Yuan was younger, he had used this move to slay demonic beasts that were stronger than him.
Even though it was only the first move, its might was boundless. A whimpering sound echoed in the air as a massive dragon rose into the sky.
"Incredible …"
"He's too powerful!"
Seeing Mo executing such a powerful attack, the crowd was filled with admiration. Just as they thought that they would be able to fluster the other party even if they could not injure him, a nonchalant voice suddenly sounded.
"That's it?"
Boom!
The crowd's vision blurred. The powerful First Move was pinched between the young man's index and middle finger like an earthworm. No matter how hard it struggled, it was unable to escape.
"Impossible …"
Mo Yuan's face paled as he drew his sword once more.
Second Move, Third Move, Fourth Move …
Thirteen Dragon Slaying Swords. Move after move, the spiritual energy of the entire Zhenxian Sect gathered together, and the massive dragon formed by the sword qi grew stronger and stronger, threatening to tear space apart.
"Go!"
Executing all Thirteen Swords, Zhang Xuan connected them together, and with the roar of a dragon, the sword qi surged forward once more.
"What the heck is this?"
The nonchalant voice sounded once more. Before Mo Yuan could react, he saw the sword qi in the sky being crushed by a white palm. Then, as if the world was unable to withstand the pressure, it collapsed.
Boom!
Under the immense pressure, the high-tier Spirit sword shattered on the spot. Mo Yuan was smashed into the ground, and fresh blood spurted from his mouth.
To think that a Leaving Aperture realm expert wouldn't even be able to withstand a single move …
"Impossible …" The surroundings fell silent as everyone trembled in fear.
The Great Demon before them was simply too powerful, so powerful that it left them in despair!
"Mo, hurry up and use my pot!"
Knowing that none of them would be spared if Zhang Xuan were to be killed, Elder Mo Feng gritted his teeth and summoned the Spirit pinnacle artifact that he had just won from the auction.
"Alright!"
Knowing that failure was inevitable, Mo Yuan didn't turn it down. Grabbing the Spirit pinnacle artifact, he infused his Heritage realm Zhen Yuan into it without any reservations.
Boom!
The weapon released a brilliant glow, and Mo Yuan bowed deeply.
"Wok Spirit, please make a move!"
Without taming it, the spirit of a weapon was extremely arrogant. Only by infusing Zhen Yuan into it would it be able to serve it for a short period of time.
Right after saying those words, the Spirit pinnacle artifact that the Wind Lightning Sect had just bought immediately flew toward the young man before them.
Just as everyone thought that it would be the same as the previous time, the Spirit pinnacle artifact that was worth nine million gold taels hurriedly dug out a cabbage from the courtyard and placed it on the bonfire not too far away to stir-fry it.
At the same time, a trembling voice sounded, "I can stir-fry vegetables, I really can. I can still be of some use to you. Can you stop selling it to me? Wuuuuuu …"
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