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"Heaven blesses Confucian-Mo, Treasure Fan exterminates demons!"

Xu Yuan's gaze was icy, and without hesitation, he sliced through his neck with a sword.

Even after death, his cry still echoed in the valley.

At that moment, the figure on the Treasure Fan also became whole, opening its eyes.

"Confucian-Mo Pavilion's lad, your wish has been received, rest assured, your death... is valuable."

The figure took a deep breath, a cruel smile appearing on its face.

Subsequently, one after another, paintings began to unfold on the fan.

"Wind Rolls the Remnants of Clouds."

With a point of its hand, a giant tornado connecting heaven and earth began to form with a howling sound.

Xu Yuan watched intently, sensing a strong feeling of crisis emanating from it.

This casual strike from the True Spirit of the Primordial Spirit actually possessed the might of the Primordial Spirit stage.

However, even so, his face still did not show too much panic.

He had seen True Spirits of the Primordial Spirit before, with Si Shuang being a prime example, although the strength that this True Spirit of the Primordial Spirit could exert, being comparable to the True Person of the Primordial Spirit, was a bit unexpected to him.

But Xu Yuan still did not take it seriously.

On the contrary, the mere fact that it was a Spirit of the Magical Treasure had already sealed its fate.

Xu Yuan focused his breath and energy, madly infusing spiritual power into the body of the sword.

Facing the full-force strike of the True Person of the Primordial Spirit, he could not afford to be careless in any way.

One misstep, and it was very possible that he would fall on the spot today.

This was no longer a situation that could be resolved by Buddha's Fury Lotus or Sword Control Technique·Throw You Rem.

Xu Yuan had thought that this was a preparation made by the other party to snatch the inheritance, but from what the disciple had just said, it was not difficult to deduce that their real target was himself.

And the reason that Confucian-Mo Pavilion was so crazily targeting him could only be one...

These thoughts were quickly dismissed by Xu Yuan.

Before facing the ultimate strike of the True Person of the Primordial Spirit, what he needed to think about was how to break the situation.

For now, the only option was to try and break the limit to recreate the peak.

With this in mind, Xu Yuan completely immersed his mind on the Thunderfire Sword.

He would attempt to fully utilize the two incomplete moves inscribed on the sword.

The Thunderfire Sword might be only a Foundation Establishment Magical Treasure, but the moves engraved on it were left by the Flame Emperor and Mother of Thunder from ancient times, and Xu Yuan, although unclear about the extent of their realms.

But judging from the fact that the aftermath of their battle could easily knock down a Primordial Spirit Magic Artifact to a Foundation Establishment artifact, their realms must be very high.

At the very least, they were of Mahayana level, or even Immortals.

So, his lifeline should be on there now.

As he pondered, every scene of using Throw You Rem and Buddha's Fury Lotus flashed through his mind.

Gradually, the feeling of something on the verge of emergence grew stronger and stronger.

Not until the tornado struck, with the fierce wind pressing down on his brows.

Did Xu Yuan then open his eyes, while simultaneously, on the body of the sword, a lotus of green and white flames wrapped in thunder light was slowly blooming.

Besides, on the body of the lotus, sword shadows like swimming dragons twined and circled around.

"Throw You Rem·Buddha's Fury Lotus!"

The strongest move composed of Heavenly Thunder and Earthly Fire!

The moment the destructive lotus crackling with thunder light condensed, Xu Yuan felt the spiritual power in his body draining away at a frantic speed.

When he looked up again, the gigantic tornado was already upon him.

Xu Yuan didn't hesitate for a moment, and threw the destructive lotus carrying thunder and flames fiercely.

With a boom, when the Thunderfire Sword Lotus collided with the huge tornado, heaven and earth fell silent; then a tremendous noise spread like a tide across the entire world.

In that moment, there was only this one sound between heaven and earth.

However, after the roar, although the Thunderfire Sword Lotus had already disappeared, the mighty huge tornado, though much diminished, still existed!

A casual strike of the True Person of the Primordial Spirit still held the authority of the Primordial Spirit, and how could it be resolved by a move thought up in desperation.

Xu Yuan's complexion was pale to the extreme, but his eyes were no less dim.

He threw his storage bag upwards, and the next moment, various one-time use magical treasures previously acquired from the Yin-yang Master burst out with light, confronting it head-on.

But...

Still not enough!

The huge dragon tornados, emanating terrifying pressure, maintained at least 60% of their original size up to this moment.

Right at this time, as if sensing an impending crisis.

From inside Xu Yuan's body, a burst of colorful Liuli radiance and a water sphere erupted with brilliance, rushing out.

'What is this...?'

Xu Yuan was first stunned, then quickly realized.

These were clearly items left in his body by Lin Qingque and Tian Liuli.

While he was still in shock, the Liuli radiance transformed into a longsword sprawling with numerous Daoist charms, and the water sphere, now a vast mountain and river map, both met the tornado head-on.

Atop the great hall, Jing Lixue, sitting high in the main seat, slightly furrowed her brows. The next moment, within the Inheritance Space, the invisible power of Heaven and Earth quietly gathered and silently suppressed the tornado.

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The wind dissipated the clouds.

The Liuli greatsword, the mountain and river map, and the giant tornado all vanished without a trace.

This Tornado Skill, which contained the full might of a Primordial Spirit True Person's strike, was actually caught by Xu Yuan.

When this scene unfolded before everyone's eyes, even the Primordial Spirit True Persons were deeply moved.

White Ink's expression turned incredibly somber.

But following that, he actually started to laugh.

The stronger and more defiant this Outer Domain Demon appeared, the more benefits he would reap after revealing the truth later on.

Moreover...

"What a pity, he has reached his wit's end, yet the Treasure Fan has still not exerted its full strength, hahaha."

His laughter had barely echoed through the imperial city when, the next moment, what unfolded within the Water Mirror caused his laughter to get stuck in his throat like a duck being strangled.

Not only him but also many other Sect members who were secretly feeling regretful and relieved were stunned by the scene before them.

Just now, as if anticipating his imminent fate,

Xu Yuan, seemingly venting, tossed out what appeared to be an ordinary Copper Coin.

The little creature at first didn't take it seriously, simply flipped its sleeve, then sent out a burst of Spiritual Power, intending to knock it down.

However, when the Spiritual Power touched the Copper Coin, it passed right through.

It was at this moment that the creature finally seemed to sense something, a sudden unease rising in its heart.

It instinctively wanted to gather up its Magical Treasure or use the Falling Thunder Wind Roll Skill to strike it down.

But also, at this moment, the leisurely floating Copper Coin suddenly shimmered, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the creature.

Before it could react, the Treasure-Dropping Coin flicked from Xu Yuan's fingers flew fiercely through, piercing the creature's body.

The Fan Spirit looked at the coin passing through its body, first stunned, then it burst into laughter, "Good lad, gave me quite the scare. I thought it was some sort of Magical Treasure."

"Is that so?"

Xu Yuan didn't speak, merely watched it with a smile as he glanced behind it.

Following his gaze, the Fan Spirit turned its head and then saw a sight that even made it gasp in shock.

The body of the fan, which was originally closely attached and connected to it, was no longer floating behind it but had fallen to the ground together with the Copper Coin from the air.

At the same time, the once radiant fan became dull and lightless.

It could feel, the power that should have been flowing continuously from it had also vanished into thin air.

An ear-splitting silence encompassed not only the entire valley but also the exterior of the imperial city.

White Ink, who had just been laughing contentedly as if his plan had succeeded, now stood still, his eyes bulging, hardly believing everything he saw.

"How, how could this be!?"

The Fan Spirit cried out in alarm, finally breaking the silence.

"I, I actually lost control of the Magical Treasure? How is this possible?"

An Artifact Spirit losing control over its own Magic Artifact; it was as inconceivable as a human being unable to control their own body.

Before it could understand the key point, a wave of drowsiness spreading from the bottom of its heart made it involuntarily close its eyes.

"No! Wait!"

In the final moment before closing its eyes, what it saw was Xu Yuan's expressionless, icy gaze.

Seeing the Artifact Spirit fall into sleep, Xu Yuan didn't hesitate in the slightest and immediately infused his Spiritual Power into the Magical Treasure, erasing its Spirit Essence.