I Am A Dignified Immortal Emperor, But The Sect Actually Let Me Marry

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three figures soared into the air, engaging in an endless battle in the void. As a Nascent Soul cultivator, Yin Yang Sanren's momentum was particularly terrifying.

He continuously changed several hand seals, stirring up waves of terrifying gusts of wind. The two Immortal Masters, relying on the tacit understanding they had accumulated over the years, cooperated with each other and confronted Yin Yang Sanren.

"Life Sword Technique!"

Gao Xianshi's figure flickered continuously as he rushed towards Yin Yang Sanren, while unleashing his strongest sword technique!

A cold light descended from the sky, and the sword light followed closely behind, transforming into several indistinguishable illusory sword shadows in the void. With the sound of the wind breaking, they directly aimed for Yin Yang Sanren's head!

Yin Yang Sanren's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained unchanged. Without any panic, he lowered his body slightly, transforming his palm into a fist, hidden at his waist.

"Roar!" A furious roar resounded as his fist burst out. In the next instant, a giant fist made of Qi materialized out of thin air, blocking all the sword light.

Yin Yang Sanren seemed to transform into a wandering dragon, moving through the void. In just a few moments, he appeared in front of Gao Xianshi.

With a graceful leap, he kicked towards Gao Xianshi's chest.

In the blink of an eye.

Gao Xianshi raised his sword horizontally in front of his chest, but he was still injured by the tremendous force transmitted through the sword. Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth as he was sent flying.

Yin Yang Sanren didn't have time to pursue him. He turned around and waved two gusts of wind, dispersing the incoming sword shadows.

It was the sword formation attack of the short Immortal Master.

Sweat dripped from the short Immortal Master's forehead, countless sword Qi entwined around him. He raised his index and middle fingers, looking at Yin Yang Sanren with a determined gaze.

"Sword Formation!"

"Kill!"

In an instant.

Countless sword Qi rushed towards Yin Yang Sanren, seemingly capable of annihilating even the void. They attacked from all directions, filling the entire world.

Yin Yang Sanren's pupils contracted slightly, without any hesitation. He curled up, his teeth chattering, and a few words squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Ghost Refining to Stop Killing!"

Woo woo woo!

Suddenly.

A terrifying sound of ghost crying and wolf howling echoed through the heavens and earth, causing everyone's scalp to tingle. Fear enveloped their hearts, and goosebumps appeared all over their bodies.

Vaguely, it seemed that there was something unknown lurking in the darkness, peering at everyone, sending chills down their spines.

The short Immortal Master was the first to bear the brunt.

He controlled the sword formation with all his concentration, but unconsciously, cold sweat soaked his body, and his heart suddenly ached.

Suddenly.

His vision turned black, and his soul seemed to freeze. A deathly gray color appeared on his face, and the sword formation collapsed at this moment, and the Eight Trigrams Plate fell powerless.

"Junior Brother!"

Gao Xianshi exclaimed in shock.

He rushed towards the short Immortal Master in three steps, wanting to find out the situation of his junior brother.

A sinister smile appeared on Yin Yang Sanren's face. The Ghost Refining to Stop Killing technique was unfathomable. It was a Daoist art he had accidentally obtained.

It allowed him to cultivate his own evil ghost in the darkness. In times of crisis, he could sacrifice his enemies to the evil ghost.

If the enemy's spiritual consciousness was devoured by the evil ghost, the evil ghost would become stronger. However, if the cultivation level of the sacrificer exceeded the limit of the evil ghost's devouring, it would backfire on the sacrificer.

At the very least, their spiritual consciousness would tremble, and they would live the rest of their lives in a daze, their physical bodies turning into empty shells. At worst, they would die on the spot, their souls completely annihilated.

In addition, this technique could only be used once a day, which was its greatest limitation.

This was his strongest trump card.

It was most suitable for dealing with this short cultivator.

The hermit of Yin and Yang did not hesitate, his gaze fixed on Gao Xianshi. His sleeves billowed as his body shot out.

His palm transformed into an eagle's claw, carrying a sharp gust of energy, grabbing towards Gao Xianshi's head, intending to crush it.

Gao Xianshi's peripheral vision caught sight of his ignorant junior brother, causing his eyes to widen in anger. He immediately drew his sword, releasing several sword qi to temporarily halt the hermit's attack.

At the same time, someone grabbed the collar of the short Xianshi's robe and swiftly retreated. Previously, the two of them had fought against the hermit of Yin and Yang and found no opportunity to escape. Now, they could only forcefully withdraw.

The hermit of Yin and Yang was unstoppable, like a fierce tiger descending from a mountain. With a slight movement of his eagle's claw, he blocked all the sword qi. He shouted, "You want to leave?!"

"Have you asked me?" he continued.

Changing his claw into a palm, he slapped towards Gao Xianshi, who was running far away. A huge palm print materialized in the air, causing a gust of energy.

A muffled sound.

Gao Xianshi was greatly alarmed, unable to avoid it. The palm print heavily landed on his back, causing him to spew out a mouthful of blood as he fell from the sky.

He crashed heavily onto the ground.

"The two Xianshi have been defeated!"

Wang Duoyu, hiding in the shadows, was surprised by this scene. Two Gold Core stage figures had been completely defeated before him.

How could this flower thief be so strong?!

What should they do now?!

Looking at the miserable state of the two Xianshi, Wang Duoyu suddenly felt fortunate that he hadn't had the opportunity to cultivate before.

Being an ordinary person, he could live a peaceful life. If he had embarked on the cruel path of cultivation, he might have lost his life in a battle by accident.

The hermit of Yin and Yang leaped into the air and landed steadily on the ground.

On the other side, Gao Xianshi coughed up blood, his expression dejected. He felt that his internal organs had suffered severe damage. If not treated promptly, he feared he wouldn't live much longer.

His eyes widened as he caught sight of a handsome face. He suddenly remembered the actions of the hermit of Yin and Yang and speculated that this person held a special significance to him.

Instantly, a plan formed in his mind. He forced himself to roll on the ground twice, propping up his unconscious body with his sword against the neck of the unconscious person.

He threatened, "Don't move, or I'll kill him!"

The hermit of Yin and Yang was stunned. He didn't expect Gao Xianshi to make such a move. He stopped in his tracks and sneered, "So-called righteous people are nothing more than this. When faced with a life-or-death crisis, in the end, they still resort to using someone else's life as a bargaining chip?!"

Gao Xianshi ignored his mockery. With one hand holding the sword, he reached into his chest and took out a pill from his sleeve, swallowing it.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he continued, "Enough talk. Either let me go, or I'll kill this person immediately!"

He was gambling.

He was gambling that the unconscious person held great significance to the hermit of Yin and Yang, and that it would be more useful to keep him alive than to kill him.

The hermit of Yin and Yang's eyes flickered, and he found himself in a dilemma. He had a deep grudge with the Guiyun Sect and was frequently pursued by them. It didn't sit well with him to let go of his anger without retaliation.

But the unconscious person was too beautiful. He was certain that if he could offer this person to the Yin and Ming Ancestor, it would definitely please him, and he would surely receive benefits in return.

After a brief moment of hesitation, he gave in.

The benefits from the Yin and Ming Ancestor were more important. While venting his anger was satisfying, obtaining Law Treasures and rewards for his Dao techniques was even more satisfying. Besides, whether the other party could escape with such serious injuries was uncertain. For now, he could agree.

"Alright, I agree!"

"I'll let you go, but you have to leave this person's life behind!"

Upon hearing this, Gao Xianshi narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do you mean it?!"

"I mean it!"