Chapter 6319 Senior Apprentice-Brother Fan

Xue Tu’s aura raged violently, shaking the heavens. At this distance, even the owl dragon’s massive body would have been crushed into pulp if it touched his qi waves.

The pressure was beyond terrifying. Even Di Mengyao at her peak could not have unleashed such explosive might.

The owl dragons instinctively flinched back, but in that instant, blood-colored petals manifested out of nowhere, weaving into a colossal wall that protected all dragon experts.

At this critical moment, Evilmoon was their most reliable guardian. The world-crushing tide of energy struck, yet it could not rattle its defenses.

The void quaked. The High Heaven experts still engaged with Xue Tu were annihilated on the spot, reduced to dust beneath the raging storm of qi.

From behind the wall, the dragon race’s experts watched in dumbfounded silence as Xue Tu ripped apart spacetime and twisted the very laws of the grand Dao.

“This really is a hundredfold eruption of power...” Long Chen muttered, stunned by the spectacle.

What kind of inheritance had Xue Tu obtained? For an ordinary person, even a blink of unleashing this force would crush their body. Yet Xue Tu was not only enduring it. He was maintaining it for three breaths.

Long Chen’s gaze was sharp and detected the secret. Beneath Xue Tu’s chest, a divine rune burned fiercely, its flames spreading through his body like a shield, reinforcing his body so it could withstand this boundless might.

“Blood Dragon Clutch!” Xue Tu roared.

A giant dragon claw appeared and crushed the space ahead of him to dust. A rift tore open within the destruction. From that crack, a figure burst out—it was a man wielding a sword.

He spat a mouthful of blood. Though he had managed to escape the deadly strike, the price was heavy.

995 Sovereign flames burned around him, igniting his aura until it was sharper than a thousand blades.

At this sight, the dragon experts’ hearts clenched. A sword cultivator with such a terrifying foundation—no wonder his strike earlier had carried such overwhelming might.

“How dare you challenge my High Heaven line?! Today, you will all die!” roared that man.

Before this, he hadn’t even considered them worthy of his full attention. He thought one strike would erase them. But unexpectedly, Xue Tu possessed a secret art capable of instantly unleashing such immense force.

Still, he didn’t retreat.

His Sovereign flames quivered and flowed into his sword. He spun, and his sword swept out in a horizontal slash.

A crescent moon of Sword Qi tore through the world. The ear-piercing shriek of slicing space resounded as heaven and earth split apart.

This slash carried not only the man’s full cultivation base but also the pure essence of his Sword Dao will. It sought to cut down Xue Tu and everyone standing behind him.

“Big words! Blood Dragon Heaven Breaking Spear!”

In his berserk state, the sword cultivator’s arrogance fully provoked Xue Tu. The raging qi waves erupting from his body suddenly retracted and condensed into his spear.

BOOM!

The moment, the colossal spear-image smashed into the Sword Qi, the world itself shuddered as if breaking apart. The impact caused the void to splinter like shattered ice and spatial fragments to scatter like countless blades.

Fortunately, Evilmoon’s barrier was strong enough to withstand it. Otherwise, even a nine-hundred-flame divine sprout would have been shredded by the spatial fragments.

Through the twisting storm of spatial fragments, Xue Tu charged like a devil god unleashed. His body blurred as he forced his way straight toward the sword cultivator.

That High Heaven line expert was shaken. He hadn’t expected his full-power attack to be broken so brutally.

Suddenly, divine light blossomed from the sword cultivator’s forehead, and sacred energy surged forth. His extinguished Sovereign flames roared back to life—stronger than before.

“That’s...!” Qing Yi and the other dragon experts were startled.

“This is faith energy,” explained Long Chen calmly. “The High Heaven line follows the path of divine cultivators, and he’s using faith energy to reignite his Sovereign flames. But his method is crude—his strength advanced too quickly, and his faith energy can’t keep up. Though his aura looks powerful, in reality, his combat strength hasn’t risen much. Xue Tu can handle him.”

BOOM!

Just then, Xue Tu’s spear sent the High Heaven expert flying and hacking up blood.

As Long Chen had said, although his aura was frightening, his actual power had not increased significantly. As a result, he was still not a match for Xue Tu.

Xue Tu roared, his manifestation erupting. A blood dragon wreathed in flames soared out, and its eyes blazed like twin suns.

An immense killing intent instantly locked onto the High Heaven expert, freezing him in place. His expression finally changed—fear. The space around him was sealed, binding him like chains.

With a crazed bellow, Xue Tu thrust once more. His dragon spear howled toward the immobilized expert.

“Senior apprentice-brother Fan, save me!” the High Heaven expert screamed in terror.

Suddenly, a flash of light shot through the air and struck Xue Tu’s spear. Sparks flew. A sword cried out like a dragon’s roar, and Xue Tu’s hands trembled as his weapon was ripped from his grip.

“What?!”

Qing Yi and the others were alarmed. Xue Tu had completely suppressed that expert, only for an even more powerful existence to appear.

A white-robed man stepped into view, his features sharp as a blade. His Sovereign flames numbered 996—just one more than the previous opponent. However, he was at an entirely different level.

“Quick, kill him together! This interference ceases now.” shouted the man called senior apprentice-brother Fan as he leapt forward, his Sword Qi flooding the heavens.

Meanwhile, the expert who had been saved turned viciously toward the dragon experts behind Xue Tu.

His eyes blazed with hatred as he roared, “The fallen dragon race dares defy the great High Heaven Sword God’s line?! All of you can go to hell!”

As he stepped forward, a sharp sword intent shook the heavens. In an instant, he appeared before Evilmoon’s barrier, raising his blade to strike.

But before he could attack, the petals shifted—opening a path.

And within that path stood a black-robed man.

The instant the expert saw the black-robed man, his pupils contracted violently. He abandoned his preparation and swung without hesitation.

But before his sword could even descend—

PA!

A hand ruthlessly slapped his face, and the crisp sound echoed through the air as the man was sent tumbling away like a ragdoll.

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