Da Xuan Martial Saint

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"How could this be..."

Cui Sheng looked at Chen Mu's departing figure, his face showing a hint of surprise.

He could understand being outmatched in strength and speed, but being surpassed in perceptive abilities as well was unexpected, especially since Chen Mu, despite being a genius, shouldn't have much of an advantage over him in the pure Xun Wind Artistic Conception.

But there was no time to ponder further; he saw Chen Mu pull the Sand Demon from the sandstorm and immediately his whole body erupted. The Flowing Fire Blade in his hand flowed with red flames, extending for five to six zhang, mingling with strands of Thunder Arcs to form a terrifying Thunderfire Long Blade, which he brought down on the gaunt and small figure of the Sand Demon's true form.

In the nearly human-like eyes of the Sand Demon, a hint of startlingly human surprise flashed, but it didn't panic facing Chen Mu's blade. With a raise and wave of its two dry yet elongated arms...

Whoosh!!!

The endless sand nearby surged over, instantly coalescing into two giant hands made of sand; they clapped together fiercely within the storm, trapping Chen Mu's five to six zhang-long Fire Blade between them!

"A good opportunity!"

A flash of light sparked in Cui Sheng's eyes; without the slightest hesitation, his entire body leaned back, the power of the Xun Wind on his spear concentrated to the limit, almost visibly wrapping around the spear to form a sharp edge. He then hurled it fiercely, and the spear turned into a streak of light, piercing towards the slender body of the Sand Demon!

Having fought against Sand Demons for years, he knew all too well that although they were adept at manipulating demonic power, their true bodies were fragile, not even as resilient as some fifth-rank monsters. As long as he found the opportunity, one strike could take its life!

However.

The Sand Demon, faced with Cui Sheng's assault, remained composed. Its right hand raised in the air, the fingers, thin like dry branches, two of them coming together in a casual flick.

With the convergence of demonic power, from the swirling sandstorm beside it, a giant hand formed of yellow sand emerged, grasping the incoming spear in its grip and holding it tight, preventing it from advancing any further.

"Is it still not enough..."

Cui Sheng's brows were tightly knitted at this point; obviously, the Sand Demon's ability to block Chen Mu's blade hadn't reached its limit and still had strength to spare. This Sand Demon was, among all he had encountered, a considerably strong existence. Find adventures on empire

As his hurled spear was blocked and Chen Mu's Thunderfire Blade stopped, unable to break through, the Sand Demon stood unperturbed among the yellow sand, its eyes with an eerily human-like scrutiny of the two men when suddenly a change occurred.

Only to see.

Standing in the center of the yellow sand, hands grasping the handle of the blade, maintaining the position of a swinging blade, holding aloft the five-zhang Thunderfire Blade, locked in a standoff with the two giant sand hands, Chen Mu's eyes, flickering with the light of thunder and fire, suddenly and quietly dimmed.

The Artistic Conceptions of wind, thunder, and fire all retreated at once, as if dissolving, becoming a faint and barely perceptible clear spirit that caused the five-zhang Thunderfire Blade to also vanish into thin air.

Perceiving this sudden change, Cui Sheng was completely startled.

There stood Chen Mu, with all traces of wind, thunder, and fire vanished from his body, his gaze serene as he reached out his right hand. Without swinging his blade, he simply extended it forward, pressing and patting: "Evil spirits of all kinds, how foolish to show off in front of an expert."

In an instant.

Heaven and earth changed color!

Under the Sand Demon's suddenly terrified gaze, the sky above the sandstorm seemed to collapse as a terrifying Strength of Heaven and Earth furiously converged, forming an invisible giant hand. As if the sky were falling and the earth collapsing, it pressed down with immense force.

"Squawk!"

The Sand Demon let out an extremely hoarse and unpleasant screech, its eyes filled with dread as it looked above, raising its dry arms high. Demonic power converged crazily, causing the two giant sand hands that had blocked Chen Mu's Thunderfire Blade to split again, turning into two more massive hands lifting upward, attempting to resist the invisible crushing hand descending from above.

However, the giant sand hands that extended for several zhang, when colliding with the invisible hand as if pressing down of the firmament itself, lasted only a moment before starting to crumble from the edges, disintegrating into yellow sand.

The Sand Demon's body shook violently, desperately raising its arms. It wanted to flee, but was unable to move; everything nearby was oppressed by the unbounded Strength of Qian Heaven. The once nimble air now felt turbid and heavy, as if being sealed within the sand, even a slight movement felt sluggishly slow!

Boom!

The giant sand hands were finally crushed under pressure, and the Sand Demon's true body below was smashed by the invisible hand against the heavy yellow Yunlu Wall. Its desiccated body was squashed to a pulp, oozing out black blood!

Between heaven and earth, a solemn silence prevailed!

When Chen Mu calmly lowered his hand, the surrounding yellow sand returned to normal, rolling and howling with the storm once more, but the Sand Demon that had commanded the sand was now but a pile of smashed flesh.

Cui Sheng was entirely stupefied, his eyes filled with unmistakable shock.

"Qian Heaven, this is... Qian Heaven..."

The mighty Sand Demon,

A sixth-rank Great Demon, crushed to mush by a single blow, turned into meat paste – such a shocking scene.

Even if Xiahou Yan were present, he could not have achieved such a feat. It's not that Xiahou Yan's strength was less than the blow just delivered, but rather the power of the Qian Heaven Artistic Conception is almost like a dimensional strike against creatures like the Sand Demon which have strong demonic power but weak physical forms.

The Sand Demon had spent its life manipulating the power of wind and sand, but under the Strength of Qian Heaven, all phenomenons like wind, thunder, and fire were absolutely suppressed by a higher power. Without the wind to draw upon, the Sand Demon had no power of heaven and earth to use, only relying on its own demonic power to forcibly resist Chen Mu's strike, which was naturally no match for the mighty heavenly might!

Chen Mu,

A prodigy listed on the roll of outstanding new talents, apprenticed to the Seven Profound Sect's Spirit Profound Peak, who had been in reclusive training for over a year, not venturing out, gradually forgotten by people in Yu State and the Eleven States of the Cold North Path.

Today, he stepped out from seclusion, having mastered the second step of Qian Heaven, crushing a sixth-rank Great Demon with a single blow!

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