"Run? Do you think you can escape? You helped me break through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. I haven't even thanked you properly yet. Why leave so soon? Stay here!"

  Xu Fang sneered, his Ghost-Mourning Blade humming with power.

  In an instant, Xu Fang transformed into a streak of light, chasing after the fleeing demon kings. Escaping from him was impossible.

  "Stay here! Otherwise, your brothers will feel lonely!"

  Xu Fang's icy voice echoed in the ears of the demon kings.

  With a single swing of his blade, he cleaved a fleeing demon king in two from behind. The demon king's body split apart, blood gushing out as he fell lifeless to the ground.

  One demon king down.

  Xu Fang didn't stop. He turned and pursued the others.

  None of the demon kings could withstand a single strike from his blade. Each swing of the Ghost-Mourning Blade ended a life.

  One after another, the demon kings fell, their bodies adding to the crimson hue of the blood-soaked battlefield. The area became even more eerie and sinister.

  ...

  Watching the demon kings being slaughtered, Kun-Peng could no longer contain his rage. His eyes turned bloodshot, and his killing intent surged like a flood. His true form, meditating in a hidden cave, trembled with fury.

  Xu Fang was trying to exterminate his descendants!

  Did this brat intend to wipe out the entire demon race? Although these demon kings weren't the strongest in the Northern Continent, they were still a significant force.

  "Arrogant brat! How dare you wreak havoc in my Northern Continent? You're seeking death!"

  Kun-Peng's avatar spread its wings, no longer caring about the Jade Emperor's presence. It shot toward Xu Fang with terrifying speed, its aura reaching the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

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  Hearing the roar, Xu Fang turned just in time to see Kun-Peng's avatar closing in. The avatar swung a weapon, aiming directly for Xu Fang's head.

  Xu Fang raised the Ghost-Mourning Blade to block the strike, but the sheer force of the attack sent a shock through his arms, numbing his hands.

  Clang!

  Sparks flew as Xu Fang and Kun-Peng's avatar clashed, both being pushed back dozens of feet.

  Kun-Peng's avatar was slightly surprised. That strike had been nearly its full power, delivered with the element of surprise. Yet, Xu Fang had blocked it effortlessly.

  This was truly astonishing.

  "Brat, you're not bad. But no matter what, you've killed so many of my demon kings. Today, you won't escape death!"

  Kun-Peng's avatar sneered, its eyes filled with murderous intent.

  "Kill your demon kings? So what? If you dare stand in my way today, I'll kill you too!"

  Xu Fang retorted coldly, sheathing the Immortal-Slaying Flying Blade and pointing the Ghost-Mourning Blade at Kun-Peng. "A mere Great Luo Golden Immortal avatar? Watch me cut you down!"

  "Arrogant fool!"

  Kun-Peng's avatar roared, transforming into a blur as it charged at Xu Fang.

  Kun-Peng was renowned for its speed. Even Xu Fang's Flowing Clouds and Rainbows technique, learned from Master Bodhi, couldn't compare.

  In the Three Realms, if there was one being whose speed was unmatched, it was Kun-Peng.

  Whoosh!

  Xu Fang heard a gust of wind, and in the next moment, Kun-Peng's blade was inches from his chest, aiming to pierce his heart.

  The speed was overwhelming, catching Xu Fang off guard. He twisted the Ghost-Mourning Blade horizontally, barely deflecting the strike.

  Without pause, Xu Fang swung the blade toward Kun-Peng's abdomen.

  The Ghost-Mourning Blade howled, its malevolent energy eager to devour Kun-Peng.

  Kun-Peng's avatar was fast, but it underestimated Xu Fang's skill. The blade accelerated, and Kun-Peng felt a chill on its stomach. Blood gushed from the wound.

  "What?!"

  Kun-Peng's avatar staggered back, clutching its bleeding wound and using its spiritual energy to stop the flow of blood.

  "How does that feel?" Xu Fang smirked, not giving Kun-Peng a moment to recover. He charged again.

  To defeat someone faster than you, you had to be even faster—ten times, a hundred times faster.

  Only then could you seize victory!

  ...

  In the heavens, the Jade Emperor's avatar had been ready to intervene, but seeing Xu Fang gaining the upper hand, it decided to hold back.

  At the same time, the Jade Emperor was amazed by Xu Fang's terrifying combat prowess.

  Kun-Peng's avatar contained a drop of its true form's essence, allowing it to wield a significant portion of its true power.

  Xu Fang, having just ascended to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, shouldn't have been able to match Kun-Peng's avatar. Yet, he had wounded it.

  This was beyond the Jade Emperor's expectations.

  The more surprises Xu Fang delivered, the more the Jade Emperor admired him. Every time, Xu Fang exceeded expectations in the most shocking ways.

  Meanwhile, the Buddha and the other great demon sages watched with grim expressions. Kun-Peng's avatar was losing to a newly ascended Great Luo Golden Immortal.

  This was almost unbelievable.

  In their eyes, such a thing was impossible. Yet, it was happening right before them.