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"Huayuan Sect? Ah, it's those two sleazy characters who are the most audacious among the forces trying to loot amidst chaos!" Buddha Child's eyes shone with recognition as he instantly identified the Huayuan Sect Elders.

"These two old clappers claim they want to snatch up all the beautiful women from Taichu World. This Immortal Fairy, I suspect, was forced out of Taichu World by them."

"Nine times out of ten that's the case," guessed Yang Ji.

"I won't let you beasts succeed. Even if I have to self-destruct my body, shatter my Primordial Spirit, erase my memories, and exit the cycle of reincarnation, I would rather not bear such humiliation," Mu Yunyan resolved, her teeth clenched as she prepared to self-destruct.

Just then, a massive presence descended, enveloping all under the sky, and soon a young man appeared from the Sky Firmament, his gaze piercing, causing both Mu Yunyan and the Huayuan Sect Elders' hearts to tremble.

"I'll protect this woman," Yang Ji said indifferently, looking toward the Huayuan Sect Elders.

The two looked at each other, startled, then burst into laughter. "You're going to protect her? Just an Eight Tribulations Immortal like you, wants to protect her? We must have heard wrong," they mocked.

"Older brother, you just said you wanted to lick this Immortal Fairy's toes. I think you're getting the short end of the stick. How about this, I think this youngster looks quite good. After a while, he'll be yours to play with, how about that?"

"Heh, then I shall reluctantly make a move, and have him stoop to pick up Spirit Stones for me."

Seeing that Yang Ji was merely an Eight Tribulations Immortal, the two no longer held any fear, their sneers scanning him up and down as they displayed a lascivious grin full of sinister intent.

"I haven't finished speaking. I'll protect this woman, and you two will not escape death today," Yang Ji replied with a faint smile.

"What?" The Huayuan Sect Elders burst into rage, shouting coldly, "You brat, such big talk! Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue with the wind so strong? Do you know our strength? We are Red Dust Immortals. You dare play the hero saving the beauty before us? Not only will we not let you save her today, but we will also play with you in front of the Immortal Fairy."

Yang Ji's brow lifted; he couldn't be bothered with idle talk and took a deep breath before blowing forcefully.

In an instant, countless tiny Flying Swords, like a rain of blades, surged forth from Yang Ji's mouth, covering heaven and earth. The Swords' strength was so formidable it seemed it could strangle a star domain and shatter the Sky Firmament. Many Flying Swords whooshed towards the Huayuan Sect Elders.

The Immortal Technique Yang Ji executed at that moment was the top-tier "Ten Directions Strangle."

He had mastered it to perfection, initiating it at will, its power boundless.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The rain of swords swept over.

The sound of Endless Severing was heard, and an expanse of eighty thousand miles was effortlessly shredded into dust by Yang Ji's breath, countless meteorites ground into fine powder.

Underneath the Sword Light, the Huayuan Sect Elders were horrified. Despite casting spells and erecting Dao Rune barriers for protection, they were still helplessly blown a hundred miles away by the terrifying Sword Qi. Their Dao Rune barriers crumbled, and they appeared exceedingly wretched.

The Huayuan Sect Elders were shocked. No wonder their adversary cared so little about their Red Dust Immortals' strength and struck without hesitation, his combat prowess was truly alarming, certainly capable of contending with immortals.

"It's windy alright, but my tongue remains unscathed!"

Having dealt such a blow to the Huayuan Sect Elders, Yang Ji followed up without pause, transformed into a beam of Immortal Light, surpassing even time itself as he shot rapidly towards the Elders.

"This kid's Immortal Technique just now was terrifyingly powerful, it must have been a Great Immortal Technique!"

The Huayuan Sect Elders no longer underestimated Yang Ji. As he charged at them, they decisively executed Immortal Dao Techniques, evolving a series of water dragons that hurtled towards Yang Ji with ferocious might, creating an expansive sea within a ten thousand mile radius, its formidable force awe-inspiring.

However, facing the roaring water dragons and the sprawling sea before him, Yang Ji showed no intent to dodge. Instead, he charged at the Huayuan Sect Elders with even greater speed.

Ten Directions Strangle!

Yang Ji executed his Immortal Technique. His palms opened slightly apart, and endless Sword Light gathered by his side, forming a potent force of destruction. Anything attempting to approach him was instantly annihilated.

Boom! Boom! Boom...Boom!

The water dragons were turned into mist and exploded in the void, raining down like a torrential downpour, falling softly in the emptiness. Continue your adventure at My Virtual Library Empire

In the meantime, Yang Ji, like an Immortal who walked through a waterfall without getting wet, was already in the presence of the Huayuan Sect Elders with the speed of lightning.

Shock!

Yang Ji's performance at this moment did not at all resemble that of an Eight Tribulations Immortal. His combat strength astonished the Huayuan Sect Elders, who were now almost certain Yang Ji was an extraordinary being.

"This kid is something else, but thinking he can defeat us with just one Immortal Technique is still far-fetched," they acknowledged.

The Huayuan Sect Elders remained composed as they faced Yang Ji's approach. They raised their hands, again drawing upon the Great Dao, conjuring more voluminous water dragons to assault Yang Ji.

These water dragons were extremely fast and fairly powerful but could not break through Yang Ji's annihilating force. They shattered, bursting through in their path.

In an instant, Yang Ji stood before the Huayuan Sect Elders, cool and imposing, with Immortal Light surging around him, his Dao filled with immense energy. He looked like a True Immortal, his body flickering with various ethereal and hazy glows, and in the moment that the Immortal Dao Principles emerged, Yang Ji's palms turned into swords, thrusting vigorously at the Elders.

The Huayuan Sect Elders had the cultivation of Red Dust Immortals, after all, with significant backgrounds and extraordinary foundations. Aside from possessing some Minor Immortal Techniques, they also had mastery over a noteworthy Great Immortal Technique.