My disciples are all villains.

Whoosh!

The Demon Sword shot toward Kong Yuan. His eyes widened when he saw the Demon Sword. His Dhyana Mudra expanded and spread out!

Bam!

The Demon Sword was blocked by the Dhyana Mudra, but it merely paused in the air for a brief moment before stabbing at Kong Yuan again.

"This is the Demon Sword's territory… It's also strengthened by the Seven Terminal Formation. Kong Yuan's out of luck this time." Jiang Aijian seemed excited as he watched on.

Meanwhile, the Demon Sword attacked Kong Yuan in a frenzy. It was as though it had an inexhaustible source of energy.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Kong Yuan had no choice but to fight with the Demon Sword with all his might. The Fiend Zen, his Buddhist seals, and his attacks landed on the Demon Sword. Alas, it did not seem to affect the Demon Sword at all.

As time passed, the Demon Sword's power seemed to increase rather than decrease.

Then, a Buddha Golden Body appeared! The huge golden Buddha repelled the flying swords. The Demon Sword was the only one that continued to relentlessly search for an opening.

"No way! Not even a Buddha Golden Body can suppress the Demon Sword?" Jiang Aijian gulped. How was he going to obtain this sword then? Since the Buddha Golden Body could not suppress the Demon Sword, there was no doubt Kong Yuan would lose.

Avatars and Golden Bodies required huge amounts of energy to maintain, and it was difficult to manifest them for a long time.

As expected, the instant the Buddha Golden Body disappeared...

Whoosh!

The Demon Sword shot at Kong Yuan at a terrifying speed.

Kong Yuan's eyes widened as he stared at the Demon Sword in disbelief. "I… can't… believe this…"

Kong Yuan fell from the air and landed on the ground with a loud thud. His corpse sprawled on the ground. Strangely, the Buddhist prayer beads were still glowing dimly.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Kong Yuan was the abbot of the Temple of Great Emptiness who had a Seven-leaf Twin Zen, after all. How was it possible that he was killed by the Demon Sword? Everyone found this difficult to believe, but the truth was laid bare before their eyes.

When the Demon Sword had achieved its objective, it turned and flew toward the cultivators from the four great sects and killed them in a frenzy.

Compared to Kong Yuan, these people were miserably weak. With every stroke, a life was claimed. A rain of blood began to pour.

Upon seeing this, Qin Jun said worriedly, "Old mister, this can't go on… the Demon Sword will turn on us sooner or later."

However, Little Yuan'er said, "They deserve it… That's how they behaved when they laid siege on Golden Court Mountain."

The people of the four great sects were the Evil Sky Pavilion's enemies to begin with. It was good news for them to be killed by the Demon Sword. Otherwise, they would surely attack the Evil Sky Pavilion with the other sects sooner or later.

The remaining members of the minor sects scattered and ran. Perhaps, they were too weak. After the Demon Sword killed a few of them, it turned toward Lu Zhou and the others.

Jiang Aijian said with a hint of helplessness, "Heh… This Demon Sword sure knows how to pick its opponents."

"A sword is a sword, after all… It's being powered by the Formation, and it's not sentient… Perhaps, someone's controlling it from behind the scene," Qin Jun speculated.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded. He surveyed his surroundings but found nothing out of the ordinary.

At this moment, Jiang Aijian leaped out. He parried the Demon Sword with Dragonsong.

Sparks flew!

Energies collided!

They exchanged several blows for a few rounds, but Jiang Aijian did not gain the upper hand. In fact, if this went on, he would suffer the same fate as Kong Yuan. Hence, he chose to retreat. He combined Dragonsong's energy blade with Dao Invisibility, and with swift movements, he appeared next to Lu Zhou. He wiped the sweat off his face and said, "I can't beat it… I can't beat it at all unless this stupid Formation is broken."

"You're too weak. In the end, I'm the one who has to do this." Little Yuan'er could no longer stay idle. She stepped on a cloud and unleashed her Nirvana Sash and engaged the Demon Sword.

Jiang Aijian shook his head and sighed. "It's a good thing for the little girl to feel competitive, but she's behaving too rashly." He turned to look at the calm Lu Zhou and said again, "You seem confident in your victory, old senior. Could it be that you have a way to break the Formation?"

In his point of view, the Seven Terminal Formation had to be broken before the Demon Sword could be defeated. Otherwise, they might all die here today.

"There's no way to break the Formation," Lu Zhou said.

"…" Jiang Aijian scratched his head. He said with a stiff expression, "No… Don't say that… I'm a coward."

"It's up to you to believe me or not," Lu Zhou said.

Qin Jun said, "The eye of the Seven Terminal Formation isn't here… It can't be broken."

"It's over… It's over, it's over… Is my great legacy as Jiang Aijian going to end here? I've yet to realize my dream of owning a million good swords," Jiang Aijian said worriedly.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The Demon Sword continued its barrage of attacks twice. Little Yuan'er conjured up some energy and had to retreat. She staggered as she landed and nearly lost her footing.

"Again!" Little Yuan'er wanted to charge again.

"That's enough… Your Cloud Feather Raiment needs to replenish itself as well. You'll endanger your life by charging in again," Qin Jun said.

The Demon Sword did not discriminate between its targets, and it shot toward Qin Jun this time.

Bam!

Qin Jun's cultivation base was only in the Divine Court realm. He instinctively conjured his energy, but it was instantly penetrated by the Demon Sword. His energy shattered immediately, and he was sent flying against a rock wall before spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The Demon Sword hovered in the air and leveled itself before it shot toward Lu Zhou.

"Master," Little Yuan'er said in trepidation.

"Old senior…"

Lu Zhou frowned. Throughout the entire time, he was wondering how he should tame this sword or break the Formation. He did not expect the Demon Sword to target him so soon. He looked at the sword with a slight hint of helplessness. Finally, he said indifferently, "Stand back."

Jiang Aijian shot toward Qin Jun and brought him to the side.

Little Yuan'er retreated as well.

Meanwhile, Lu Zhou rose into the air. The Demon Sword could no longer suppress itself as it sailed in the air to stab at Lu Zhou.

Whoosh!

Bam!

The Demon Sword collided with a Buddha Golden Body.

A 100-foot Buddha Golden Body appeared.

Everyone looked up. Even the cultivators of the minor sects who were hanging onto their last breaths were no exceptions.

The Buddha Golden Body was taller than the huge tombstone.

Lu Zhou walked on air. He walked to the center of the Seven Terminal Formation with the Buddha Golden Body.

No matter how the Demon Sword attacked, it could not do anything against the Buddha Golden Body.

'Ten seconds… Ten seconds are all I have… Where's the eye of the Formation?'

Meanwhile, the cluster of swords around the Seven Terminal Formation seemed to have sensed a powerful enemy, and they turned on the Buddha Golden Body at the same time. The densely packed cluster of swords obscured everyone's sight.

The 100-foot Buddha Golden Body did not weaken in the least.

"How powerful!"

"That's a real Buddha Golden Body!"

The cultivators who were sprawled on the ground looked at the Golden Body fearfully as they asked among themselves, "Who's that?"

Unfortunately, ten seconds was too short a time.

The instant the Buddha Golden Body vanished, the Demon Sword and the cluster of flying swords flew at Lu Zhou.

Boom!

Another Buddha Golden Body appeared.

The flying swords that were within the range of the Golden Body were instantly defeated and fell to the ground.

Jiang Aijian was filled with awe. "I'm impressed. He's capable of shrinking and expanding his Golden Body at will… I'm f*cking impressed…"

Lu Zhou seemed to have found a way…

With this, dozens of flying swords fell and remained immobile on the ground. They were clearly damaged.

Lu Zhou raised his right hand. In his palm, the short and exquisite Unnamed hovered and glowed with a faintly red radiance. 'Ten seconds should be enough.'

Every second counted in a fight between elites. Moreover, this Demon Sword showed no intention of dodging at all! In that case, he would fight it head-on! He did not hesitate as he charged at the Demon Sword at blinding speed!