The metal storm lasted less than two seconds before the shimmering sword light rippled out again.

The silent and serene sword light instantly purified the world.

The clamor of gunfire and the shooting metal storm immediately quieted down.

Wearing a dark blue military uniform, Gao Xuan walked out of the smoke with a sword sheath in hand, head held high.

Though his eyes were clearly closed, Gao Xuan gracefully brushed off the shoulder of his collar towards the camera, and then continued to stride forward.

Seeing this clearly, Meng Lv noticed there wasn't a speck of dust on Gao Xuan.

This pose wasn't just for show; it was also a demonstration of power.

Unable to kill Gao Xuan, Meng Lv looked towards Guo Zhengjun, now what?

"It's alright."

Guo Zhengjun remained calmly composed, sitting in his chair without moving.

Numerous cameras were installed in the underground palace, allowing Gao Xuan to be seen on the light screen no matter where he went.

The intricate Spirit Sword Underground Palace had a total floor area exceeding ten square kilometers, and it was split into five levels.

This massive architectural complex was made possible by the naturally enormous underground cavern.

Meng Lv only knew a few of the most important passages in the Underground Palace. If he didn't take the main path, he too would get lost.

Yet somehow, Gao Xuan could always find the right path in the palace, seemingly heading straight for the Profound Spirit Palace.

Guo Zhengjun also sent some people to block him, using toxins, electric grids, and many attacks, but none had any effect.

In less than thirty minutes, Gao Xuan arrived in front of the grand doors of the Profound Spirit Hall.

This made Meng Lv a bit panicked, he looked at Guo Zhengjun, there was still time to leave.

"The entire hall is forged with titanium steel mixed with Flowing Light Silver, Red Steel, and more, plus it's reinforced by the master's divine power. Breaking in by force won't be that easy."

Guo Zhengjun reassured, "Don't panic. If he really has a way to break through the door, we still have time to leave."

The Silver door was not only heavy, but its surface was also engraved with thousands of bizarre runes.

Gao Xuan also noticed that the whole hall was infused with powerful spiritual power from the Crimson Eye.

This spiritual power couldn't surpass the level of the Purple Dragon Star Source Power, yet it had changed the physical properties of the hall.

Trying to violently force open could be quite difficult.

Gao Xuan looked at the Hongyi Sword, thinking how strong the Alien God Crimson Eye was to have crafted him such a powerful sword artifact.

Just in terms of sharpness, it was frightfully amazing, slicing through ordinary objects with almost no effort. Cutting through a super metal like titanium steel wasn't too laborious either.

The Water Source Essence didn't just make the sword sharper; it also allowed for weight variation. When a sword becomes heavy enough, its power exponentially increases, enabling it to destroy anything.

Even a meter-thick metal door could be chopped apart.

The Godslaying Sword couldn't do that.

Gao Xuan, having tested it in battle, was exceedingly satisfied with the Hongyi Sword. The Godslaying Sword was a single divine light, inherently formless and intangible.

While the Godslaying Sword was effective at slaying gods, it wasn't suited for cutting real materials.

The Hongyi Sword remedied this flaw, and it had great potential. As it matured, its power could become even more terrifying.

The Godslaying Sword was illusory, the Hongyi Sword was real, one void and one solid, able to complement each other's shortcomings.

Gao Xuan suddenly felt a warning, and without hesitation, he controlled the sword to rapidly retreat.

The Hongyi Sword cleaved open a passage in the void, breaking through air resistance. Gao Xuan followed, reaching ultimate speed.

Just as Gao Xuan retreated, fierce flames erupted in front of the silver hall doors.

The crimson-gold flames suddenly expanded, the high temperature of over 100,000 degrees instantly sucked away all the oxygen, and the heat incinerated all nearby materials into ash.

The Profound Spirit Hall turned completely crimson in the flames, on the verge of melting.

Even a hall forged of special metals suffered, let alone the people inside.

Running out of oxygen was nothing; the most terrifying thing was the high temperature, which could roast people into jerky.

The Profound Spirit Hall was large and filled with servants, including Guo Zhengjun's female attendants. Unable to withstand the heat, they perished on the spot.

Meng Lv was also sweltering, with large patches of his long hair scorched.

Fortunately, his Priest's Robe bore divine power, and although the Evil God had vanished, the strange power remained undissipated.

The Priest's Robe resisted most of the high temperature, allowing Meng Lv to barely stay seated.

Surrounded by Guo Zhengjun were the Twelve Sword Guards, each with flushed faces, looking unwell.

Only Guo Zhengjun remained the most at ease, his golden robe faintly glowing gold, easily fending off the heat.

However, Guo Zhengjun's face was not good, his long sword eyebrows firmly furrowed, and his star-bright eyes more obscure and dim.

The final Cloud Burst Bomb ambush, unexpectedly failed.

The Cloud Burst Bombs had the blessing of the Evil God, cloaked in its aura, making it impossible for any expert to sense the danger beforehand.

Ten Cloud Burst Bombs lined up in sequence, releasing such intense heat in an instant that it could kill a Golden Sword Saint.

Yet as the Cloud Burst Bombs exploded, Gao Xuan retreated just in time.

A difference of fractions of a second, and Gao Xuan had already escaped the core area of the Cloud Burst Bombs.

All video feeds were destroyed by the high temperature; Guo Zhengjun didn't know Gao Xuan's condition. But he was sure, Gao Xuan wasn't dead.

Things were getting a bit troublesome!

Guo Zhengjun set his sights on Meng Lv and said, "Xiaomeng, things are troublesome now. I can only ask you to assist your master."

Meng Lv stood up with difficulty, bowing, "Disciple is willing to serve the Sect Leader."

"Good, worthy of being my prized disciple."

Praising him, Guo Zhengjun casually drew the Sin-Slaying Sword and thrust it into Meng Lv's forehead.