"What a demon of the Heavenly Dao!"

    "Insolent brat!"

    "Such unbearable arrogance!"

    Even a clay figurine has a semblance of anger.

    The Three Suns Daoist and others, wary of Lu Qingfeng''s strength and even if sought out, hesitated and dared not act rashly. But not only did Lu Qingfeng show up at their doorstep, he faced six without flinching and even made the first move.

    No one could tolerate such affront,

    especially not in front of their junior disciples.

    "You disrespectful pup, I''ll take you on!"

    Zhongyang Daoist bellowed in rage and charged at Lu Qingfeng with his sword.

    Spectators have the clearest view.

    Nonetheless, the Shaoyang Daoist and others did not move, instead, they wanted to fathom the depth of Lu Qingfeng''s abilities.

    "Good timing."

    Lu Qingfeng was pleased as he saw Zhongyang Daoist approaching, and he immediately stepped forward to meet the attack.

    Seven Demon Gods arrayed around them, enclosing the two fighters.

    Whoosh!

    As Zhongyang Daoist''s sword pierced through the air, a five-colored divine light burst forth above Lu Qingfeng''s head, soaring heavenward like an ancient divine mountain against the incoming sword.

    "Not good!"

    "That''s the Five-Colored Divine Light!"

    "Brother Zhongyang, be careful!"

    With the divine light''s appearance, Luo Gu, Wei Wuding, and Feihua Daoist shouted from behind to caution him.

    "Five-Colored Divine Light?"

    Zhongyang Daoist saw the five beams of divine light and felt a surge of alarm, "How could I have forgotten about this!"

    At that thought,

    his grip lightened.

    Looking down, where was his Divine Sword? And looking forward, he saw Guangyuan Daoist where the Five-Colored Divine Light dissipated, revealing his form and holding a longsword.

    What was that if not his Zhongyang Sword?!

    "You despicable thief!"

    Zhongyang Daoist was furious and hurled a skyful of true flames, with the arrogant sun bolstering his attack, sweeping toward Lu Qingfeng.

    At that moment, he called out, "I request assistance from you two fellow Daoists."

    Upon his call,

    Shaoyang Daoist and Sun Daoist each drew a sword; a torrential sword Qi surged into the sky, overshadowing the fierce sun overhead as if they held two suns in their hands. Already formidable alone, their two swords together shone even brighter.

    "Hmm?"

    Lu Qingfeng, with the Zhongyang Sword in hand, felt an immense force and before he could react, the Immortal Sword flew out of his grasp.

    Whoosh!

    It was snatched out of the air by Zhongyang Daoist.

    "Ha ha!"

    "Die, you thief!"

    Following the Fiery Fire True Flame, the vague figure of Zhongyang Daoist appeared, his loud laughter echoing.

    "Three Suns One Qi Sword."

    "So it is."

    Lu Qingfeng glanced at an old and a young Daoist standing in the distance, holding their magic swords, and suddenly understood. Zhongyang Daoist seemed to attack recklessly, but he was aware of the Five-Colored Divine Light and still attacked with his sword – clearly, he had a countermeasure in mind.

    He''d led Lu Qingfeng into a trap!

    "If that''s the case."

    "I''ll send you on your way first!"

    Lu Qingfeng''s eyes grew cold; feeling played, his anger seethed.

    Without summoning the Five-Colored Divine Light, he simply swept forth a vast expanse of Dutian Demon Flames towards Zhongyang Daoist, along with the skyful of Fiery Fire True Flame.

    "Break!"

    Zhongyang Daoist wielding his sword broke through the Fiery Fire True Flame and the Dutian Demon Flame, launching a straight assault on Lu Qingfeng.

    Chilling!

    Scorching!

    The overpowering sword intent enveloped Lu Qingfeng, practically melting him instantly. Zhongyang Daoist, fast as lightning, cut through the Demon Flame in a flash, closing in rapidly.

    "You''re courting death!"

    Lu Qingfeng extended his hand into the void, and a copper bell suddenly appeared. His mana swept fiercely, and with a light jingle...

    Ding!

    The bell tolled, and Zhongyang Daoist bore the brunt.

    "Damn it!"

    "The Desolate Bell!"

    "How could he have refined the Soul Losing Bell so quickly?!"

    Exclamations of shock from Luo Gu and others rose from behind; they leaped into the sky, rushing towards the center of the fray.

    Luo Gu wielded the Soul Losing Bell, and Shaoyang Daoist and his peers knew all too well about this Immortal Artifact. Once used, it would cause all demons, ghosts, and spirits to lose control, subject to being slaughtered at will.

    At this moment—

    "The Soul Losing Bell!?"

    Zhongyang Daoist''s mind barely crossed that thought when he failed to dodge or resist the artifact''s might, and stood frozen on the spot.

    Lu Qingfeng did not pause.

    With one hand on the Soul Losing Bell and the other forming a seal, the Great Sun Annihilation Divine Light was already charging; it burst forth instantly.

    "How dare you!"

    "Stop!"

    Shaoyang Daoist and the others behind him were just moments away, but now it seemed like an insurmountable distance. They saw the divine light, their eyes splitting with frenzied roars.

    But Lu Qingfeng paid them no heed.

    Boom!

    The Great Sun Annihilation Divine Light ferociously struck down onto the defenseless Zhongyang Daoist.

    How could one underestimate the might of a great divine power?

    Even the extremely cautious Luo Gu was previously rendered bodyless by Lu Qingfeng, let alone Zhongyang Daoist at that moment.

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    In an instant, Zhongyang Daoist turned to ash, his body shattered on the spot, leaving no trace of flesh. Only a Golden Core remained suspended in the air, quickly reacting and rolling away with the Zhongyang Sword attempting to make an escape.

    "Where do you think you''re going!"

    Lu Qingfeng, holding the Soul Losing Bell, swiftly arrived with a step as if descending from the clouds and grabbed the Golden Core along with the Zhongyang Sword in one swift move.

    Clang!

    The tip of the Zhongyang Sword cried out, quivering wildly, trying to break free and fly away.

    "The same trick again?"

    This time, Lu Qingfeng was prepared. Despite the sword''s frenzy, he managed to hold onto it. He sneered coldly as a Demon God, with a human face and a tiger''s body, clad in gold scales, with wings on its back, a snake piercing its left ear, and riding on two dragons, stepped forward—

    It was none other than the Western gold-element Demon God Rushou.

    Rushou Demon God took the Zhongyang Sword from Lu Qingfeng''s hands, and the two dragons at his feet opened their mouths to firmly seize the sword.

    Boom! Boom! Boom!

    The Zhongyang Sword struggled continuously but couldn''t break free in a short time.

    "Brilliant! Brilliant! Brilliant!"

    In a mere moment, he had slain Zhongyang Daoist and captured the Zhongyang Sword. Even Lu Qingfeng couldn''t help but rejoice greatly. Gazing at the Soul Losing Bell in his hands, his face couldn''t conceal the glee.

    The might of an Immortal Artifact was indescribably wonderful and boundless.

    Without the Soul Losing Bell, even with his strength far surpassing that of Zhongyang Daoist, it would have been impossible to kill him in an ambush with Shaoyang Daoist and the others lurking around.

    It would''ve inevitably led to a prolonged battle of dozens of exchanges.

    And the moment a chance for victory appeared, Shaoyang Daoist and the others would immediately intervene.

    But at this instant—

    "Brother Zhongyang!"

    "Zhongyang Daoist Brother!"

    Shaoyang Daoist and the others were shocked and enraged, charging at Lu Qingfeng even faster amidst a sweeping gale, inwardly seething with resentment.

    What Lu Qingfeng admired about the Soul Losing Bell was precisely what Shaoyang Daoist and the others had originally considered.

    They thought with the four of them on the sidelines, even if Lu Qingfeng were strong, they could swiftly come to the aid if Zhongyang Daoist faced danger, ensuring safety.

    But Lu Qingfeng, in just a short eight years, had completely wiped the bell''s imprint and refined it, truly beyond everyone''s expectations.

    Caught completely off guard.

    The physical body of Zhongyang Daoist had shattered, and his Golden Core, along with the Zhongyang Sword, had fallen into Lu Qingfeng''s hands.

    "Guang Yuan!"

    "Quickly release Brother Zhongyang''s Golden Core!"

    Unable to call back the Zhongyang Sword and wielding the Shaoyang Sword with a ferocious expression, Shaoyang Daoist shouted emphatically at Lu Qingfeng.

    Lu Qingfeng looked ahead.

    Shaoyang Daoist, Sun Daoist, Wei Wuding, and Feihua Daoist were all charging at him with a force like merging fire with wind.

    Looking further behind.

    With Luo Gu ultimately having his physical body destroyed and his strength greatly diminished, he couldn''t partake in a battle of this level and could only watch from the rear.

    "Zhongyang Daoist has a violent temper. Since he''s brought trouble upon me, I''ll send him through reincarnation for another journey."

    Lu Qingfeng''s face was set in determination, as he held Zhongyang Daoist''s Golden Core in one hand. Inside, Zhongyang Daoist''s Divine Soul cowered, constantly roaring in fury even in soul form.

    Lu Qingfeng couldn''t be bothered to pay attention.

    In his palm, black and white energies arose as the Great Five Elements Yin Yang Magnetic Annihilation Divine Light burst forth from his hand.

    "Stop!"

    "Stop right now!"

    Seeing his intent, Shaoyang Daoist and the others knew what was coming and roared in fury.

    However—

    Bang!

    Lu Qingfeng clenched his fist, and with a ''bang,'' the Golden Core of Zhongyang Daoist exploded within his grasp. The boundless Mana within was released and blocked by the Taiyin Calamity Crossing Robe.

    And within the Golden Core, the Divine Soul of Zhongyang Daoist also burst at that moment, dissipating into the heavens and earth.

    His Divine Soul was not utterly destroyed, but under such circumstances, it was nearly impossible to reconvene, leaving reincarnation as the only path.

    "You impudent fool!"

    "You''re asking for death! Asking for death! Asking for death!"

    In an instant, thunderous roars echoed in his ears, shaking the heavens and earth with their fury.

    The next moment.

    Four True Immortals surrounded him from all sides.

    Shaoyang Daoist and Sun Daoist, their faces twisted in rage, swung their swords to strike.

    Wei Wuding held his hands as if clutching the air, and a Fangtian Halberd materialized in his grasp, also an Immortal Artifact.

    Feihua Daoist reached out with one hand, palm facing up, as a Big Seal formed with thunder flashing upon it, another Immortal Artifact.

    "Excellent! Excellent! Excellent!"

    Seeing that Wei Wuding and Feihua Daoist also possessed Immortal Artifacts, Lu Qingfeng was overjoyed.

    One hand holding the Soul Losing Bell, the other gathering Great Sun Annihilation Divine Light, he simultaneously activated the command, arranging six Demon Gods, aside from Rushou, into three groups.

    Among them, Zhu Rong and Gonggong rushed forward to fight Sun Daoist as one. Fiery Fire sparks flew and waves surged; Sun Daoist was unable to break through for the moment.

    Ju Mang and Qiang Liang shifted into position in front of Feihua Daoist. Azure lights streaked across the sky, thunder roared, and they waged battle in their own right.

    Houtu and Tian Wu confronted Wei Wuding. Wei Wuding''s Fangtian Halberd shone with cold brilliance, while both Demon Gods, one wielding earth and the other summoning Gale force, were not much weaker.

    In this way.

    The Dutian Demon Gods, created from Mysterious Level "Twelve Heavenly Demon God Skill" visualization and forging by Lu Qingfeng, were individually endowed with profound Mana, which was hardly different from the Mana of those at the Golden Core Level. Each held Dutian Divine Power with their own mysteries.

    Far from the common Gathering Law Realm True Man to compare, within the Core Formation Realm, they were truly invincible beings.

    However, Wei Wuding and the others were Reincarnated True Immortals.

    Each awakened with past wisdom, rich in experience, and extremely high realms. Not only were their cultivation techniques comparable to True Sect Level Yuqing Immortal Skill, but their magic and Divine Skills were also adept, each wielding an Immortal Artifact.

    Under such circumstances.

    With the Six Great Demon Gods fighting two against one, they were slightly at a disadvantage, being suppressed completely. At best, they could entangle for a few dozen breaths, after which retreat meant death!

    The might of an Immortal Artifact is beyond human opposition!

    Even the Dutian Demon Gods, known as invincible in Core Formation, were hard-pressed to resist.

    "The battle must be swift and decisive!"

    Lu Qingfeng''s mind stirred, and with a step on the cloud peak, he instantly appeared before Shaoyang Daoist. Shaoyang Daoist wielded his sword, but Lu Qingfeng simply gave a gentle shake of the Soul Losing Bell in his hand—

    Ding!

    Desolate Mysterious Light burst forth, aimed directly at Shaoyang Daoist.

    Shaoyang Daoist was prepared, yet he dared not withstand the attack of the Soul Losing Bell. Releasing his Shaoyang Sword, his figure flashed backward, and as he formed a Sword technique, the Shaoyang Sword radiated piercing Sword Qi, the blade pointing straight at Lu Qingfeng.

    The Soul Losing Bell could seize the soul.

    Yet the Shaoyang Sword, being an Immortal Artifact, was immune. Ignoring the Desolate Mysterious Light and the Soul Losing Bell, it lunged ferociously at Lu Qingfeng.