"Sword Break, All Techniques!" Ye Lanfeng’s face remained calm and unruffled as the Thousand-breaking Sword struck forward.

The dazzling Sword Light cut into the blazing spear, yet not a single sound was heard. However, the crimson flame quickly dimmed, and the pressure from the Qi on the Netherworld Beast also continued to decline.

Han Yan’s eyes lit up. It seemed the Netherworld Beast’s strength had not reached beyond the Sword Saint, or like those experts from the temple, it was suppressed by the laws of the Holy Court Continent, relying on some unique strange magic of the Netherworld Beast to wield the might of a Sword Saint. Ye Lanfeng’s Thousand-breaking Sword possessed the power to break techniques and laws, precisely its nemesis.

"Boom" A burst of Qi finally exploded, and with a muffled sound, the Netherworld Beast was shaken into retreat.

Ye Lanfeng, of course, would not let it go so easily. With a long howl, the Thousand-breaking Sword followed closely, aiming at the vital Heart Meridian of the Netherworld Beast. Naturally, even if the Heart Meridian wasn’t its vital spot, being struck by a powerful expert like Ye Lanfeng meant that the strong Holy Saint Gang Qi would surge into its body, ensuring death no matter where the vital spot was.

The Netherworld Beast let out a fierce roar, swinging its claws, unleashing several spears formed by condensed crimson flame. Yet, how could it block Ye Lanfeng? The chilling light of the Thousand-breaking Sword flashed, and the spear shadows melted away like snow in the sun, while the sharp sword tip drew ever closer to the Heart Meridian of the Netherworld Beast.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared in the sky, striking down with a palm, yet not aiming at the Netherworld Beast, nor at Ye Lanfeng, but at Han Yan. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

With that palm, the world roared with wind and thunder. A Sword Saint, it turned out to be an expert at the Sword Saint Realm, and definitely a formidable one, for the power contained within that palm was no less than Ye Lanfeng.

Ye Lanfeng’s eyes narrowed, suddenly turning to attack the black-clothed man in the air.

Faced with Ye Lanfeng’s sword aimed to kill, the man merely gave a cold snort, twisting his palm midway to strike at Ye Lanfeng.

When the Palm Shadow touched the Sword Light, a storm of Qi Light burst forth like a hurricane, shaking even the Exotic Beasts and numerous human cultivators below into disarray.

Ye Lanfeng was slightly startled, forced to retreat several steps.

"Who are you?" Ye Lanfeng raised his sword-like eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.

The black-clothed man did not respond, attacking him directly.

With a long roar, Ye Lanfeng’s sword to kill struck the air again.

Even though the opponent was slightly stronger, Ye Lanfeng showed no hint of fear, his battle intent and killing aura growing even stronger than before.

Yun Qianmo’s warning, it must have been because of this person! Ye Lanfeng did not know his identity or purpose, he only knew one thing—he would fight to the death before letting him harm Han Yan.

High in the air, two silhouettes created a mirage, the black-clothed man’s palms as torrential as waves, not only holding his ground against Ye Lanfeng’s Thousand-breaking Sword but even slightly gaining the upper hand. As they tangled, powerful and chaotic Qi shot in all directions, a few loud explosions echoed from the canyon, and the soaring stone peaks were shattered by that force, split cleanly in half as if by a colossal axe.

Below, all the cultivators watched in awe, captivated and shocked.

So this is what a true master looks like!

It was then that the beast’s roar resounded once more.

Only then did the crowd snap back to reality, reminded that Ye Lanfeng and the mysterious expert’s sudden appearance had nearly made them forget, Han Yan and the Netherworld Beast were the protagonists of this duel.

The Netherworld Beast, wreathed in flame, flapped its wings, once again shooting towards Han Yan like an arrow.

"Star Fall, Eight Desolates!" Han Yan’s Cold Sky Sword struck once more. With the sword move in her left hand, the Sword Saint Realm’s sword power surged forth again.

Ye Lanfeng’s sword broke through the dust, and the momentum of the Netherworld Beast had already fallen to the Great Sword Master Realm, posing no threat to her, so she needed hold back no longer.

"Thunder Sound, Sword Swinging!"

"Demon Sword, Heart Kill!"

"Clone, Illusion Destruction!"

"Fury, Devil Slash!"

Huayue, Zirong, Jiang Yuzhe, and Tang Bufan’s strengths simultaneously rose to the Great Sword Master Realm, swearing to slay the Netherworld Beast in one go.

One Sword Saint, four Great Sword Masters! Almost everyone envisioned the grim fate awaiting the Netherworld Beast!

In the world of cultivators, some chasms cannot be crossed, not even by the legendary Netherworld Beasts. Undoubtedly, this Netherworld Beast would be diced into pieces by Han Yan and the others, and this final battle would end in their resounding victory.

In their excitement, people failed to notice that facing Han Yan and her companions’ full-force strikes, the Netherworld Beast’s eyes showed not a hint of shock or fear, but a sinister smile on its demonic face.

Suddenly, the light dimmed, the once-bright moonlight covering the Earth quietly disappeared.

Everyone looked up in confusion, seeing a round black shadow swiftly move across the sky, blocking the bright moon.

A celestial eclipse? How could a celestial eclipse occur at such a time, and with such speed!

The Holy Court Continent has a long history, with enlightened minds, though in remote Barbaric Lands there remain some ignorant souls, the majority do not count among them. They knew that a celestial eclipse was merely a lunar eclipse, merely a natural phenomenon, having no connection to the disasters of legend, yet now as they witnessed the unexpectedly swift lunar eclipse, an ominous feeling welled up in everyone’s hearts.

The sky’s round moon was finally completely obscured by the shadow, plunging the whole world into darkness.

A mysterious power enveloped the entire canyon. This power was so dark, so profound, filled with the intention of death. Cold winds howled through like the wails of countless resentful souls.

This was not a power belonging to the Holy Court Continent, but from another Plane, beneath its shroud, everyone’s Qi suddenly stagnated, suppressed to the point of immobility.

At this moment, the canyon had become isolated, filled with laws and powers from another Plane. The most terrifying part was that these space laws not only differed from the Holy Court Continent but were completely distinct from the Divine Continent as well.

Though Han Yan had consumed the Moon Shadow Orchid, the distinct law power, neither resembling the Holy Court Continent nor the Divine Continent, inevitably suppressed her. Her cultivation, raised to the Sword Saint Realm by the Five Great Magical Instruments, dropped again to the Great Sword Master Realm, Huayue and others naturally would not be exceptions.

In the darkness, no one knew what was happening, only that the ominous feeling within their hearts grew ever stronger.