"He just entered the Foundation, perhaps not yet fully accustomed. I still have a chance!" Clenching his teeth, he ignored the rumbling sound and focused entirely on the vortex spinning inside him.

As it spun faster and faster, the layers of the shield were broken one by one. Fang Lin and the other disciples continued their attacks, and time flew by. Soon, half of the shields were gone, but Fang Lin began to feel extremely anxious.

"Not good!"

At that moment, Yan Xiaobao's eighth vortex suddenly stopped.

His eighth Tideflow... was a success!

The eighth Spirit Sea appeared inside him, just above the seventh. Meanwhile, it seemed the ninth vortex was about to appear above in the sky.

"My ninth Tideflow will be... my Immortal Eternal Life Skill!" Yan Xiaobao was driven mad as he put everything on the line. As he invoked the Immortal Eternal Life Skill, a silver light spread out, with faint traces of gold already visible within.

As he did so... a ninth vortex appeared above his head!

His eyes were squeezed shut as if he lacked even the strength to open them. He almost seemed on the verge of exploding.

For the others in the Fallen Sword World, it wasn't important what they were doing; their hearts were trembling, their jaws dropping.

"The ninth... Tideflow..." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"I can't believe it... nine Tideflows have appeared!"

"The last time this happened was 800 years ago. My god...."

Outside Yan Xiaobao's Immortal Cave, Fang Lin's eyes widened wide, trembling. He couldn't even complete seven Tideflows, and yet here was someone working on their ninth.

During the attack on Ghostfang's position, the Nine-Isles trembled as they turned to face Yan Xiaobao. Panting heavily, he said, "The Spirit Sect... is already on their ninth Tideflow. We cannot let the ninth Tideflow succeed!" Abandoning his hostility towards Ghostfang, he began to move towards Yan Xiaobao.

Meanwhile, Song Que, breathless, his eyes ablaze, eager for battle. Because Yan Xiaobao had started his ninth Tideflow, Song Que's eighth Tideflow now seemed on the brink of collapse. With complete determination, he formed a double-handed spell gesture, then slammed his hands onto the ground, causing a surge of heat. A moment later, cracking sounds could be heard in nine places across the Fallen Sword World, as Earth Energy was forcibly extracted using some special technique. Soon after, Song Que's eighth Tideflow stabilized.

As the Nine-Isles flew swiftly into the distance, Ghostfang watched silently. His expression was one of despair. He didn't want to admit it, but he could feel his eighth Tideflow destabilizing rapidly. Due to the appearance of the ninth Tideflow, it would soon shatter.

Shangguan Tianyou was in the middle of his fifth Tideflow when he sensed that Yan Xiaobao had begun his ninth Tideflow, shattering all his confidence and pride.

"Never disciplined by parents, always pulling bizarre stunts. A shameless son of a bitch! I can't believe he has nine Tideflows! What a joke!" Suddenly, Shangguan Tianyou let out a harsh laugh.

Beihan Lie clenched his fists in agony. Despite Yan Xiaobao causing endless frustration, he never gave up hope of surpassing him. From that moment on, he gritted his teeth, feeling more than ever that he must do it.

Everyone in the Fallen Sword World experienced a momentary reflective silence. But then, Fang Lin and Nine-Isles' voices resounded from all directions.

"Our three sects will never tolerate the appearance of nine Tideflows! You all know what we must do!"

"Kill Yan Xiaobao! Stop the ninth Tideflow and return the Earth Energy to the world around us. Deep Sect! Blood Flow Sect! Pill Stream Sect! If we don't attack him now together, when will we?!"

Moments later, Song Que's voice rang out, cold and sinister. "Kill Yan Xiaobao!"

In truth, the three didn't even need to say anything. All non-Foundation cultivators in the Fallen Sword Abyss felt fear, and began accelerating their attacks on Yan Xiaobao, their intent to kill running rampant.

Hou Yunfei completed his third Tideflow, and in the middle of his fourth. Suddenly, he laughed joyously, "Xiao Chun, you defended the Luochen Clan, now, I will defend you!"

At that time, he chose to enter the Foundation as his fourth Tideflow began to fade away.

He knew Yan Xiaobao would be in an extremely weak state, about to be besieged by a large group of enemies. Therefore, he would... protect Yan Xiaobao!

Just as his Tideflow ended, he called out loudly, "Spirit Creek Sect disciples, it's me, Hou Yunfei. I've just completed my own Foundation, and I will defend Yan Xiaobao. Who is with me?!"

After a moment of silence, many voices of the Spirit Sect disciples were heard responding.

"From the moment we entered this place, Uncle Bai had our backs. I will be his Dharma Protector!"

"Yan Xiaobao may be mischievous and prank-prone, but he's one of us!"

"Nine Tideflows! It's a sign, the Spirit Sect will become prominent! You want to kill Uncle Bai? I don't think so!" Almost all disciples of the Spiritual Flow Sect gritted their teeth and began to accelerate in the direction of Yan Xiaobao.

Ghostfang could no longer bear it. As his eighth Tideflow dwindled into failure, he contemplated for a moment, then completely ignored Yan Xiaobao in favor of... disrupting Song Que. Clearly, he felt Yan Xiaobao's success or failure was of no concern to him.