The moment the mechanical sound echoed, Fang Xuan's jacket immediately warped and morphed into a small round shield, which he used to block the attack.
CLANG!
"What kind of spirit weapon is this?" Cui Fang was shocked to see his Qi attack blocked.
He channeled more energy into his sword, which vibrated with power, pushing Fang Xuan back.
Seizing the opportunity, Tao Bai also gathered an small amount of Qi, raised his sword, and slashed downward.
CLANG!
Fang Xuan blocked the strike with his own sword, finding himself caught between two cultivators intent on killing him.
[Danger!]
[Danger!]
[Danger!]
The sound kept echoing, but Fang Xuan, even in the middle of danger, stayed calm. His face showed no emotion because he was on autopilot, like a machine.
Unfortunately, fighting two cultivators at once was too much for his current body.
The energy he had was quickly being exhausted, and his shield and sword were starting to show signs of breaking.
Cracks appeared on the surface of his shield, and his sword's once-sharp edge began to dull.
But just as Fang Xuan was on the brink of losing, something unexpected happened.
A small dot appeared in the sky, growing rapidly with each passing second.
Cui Fang noticed it first and felt threatened.
Without hesitation, he jumped back, followed closely by Tao Bai, who also tried to distance himself from the impending threat.
BOOOM!
The impact was like a powerful explosion, sending a shockwave in all directions. It was so intense that even Fang Xuan was sent flying through the air, unable to resist the blast.
When the dust finally settled, a dark-skinned man with a muscular body, standing around seven feet tall, rose from the ground.
He wore no top clothing, fully exposing his chest. The only garment he had was a robe around his lower body.
With a massive saber in his hand, at least four times bigger than Cui Fang's sword, he looked terrifying.
"Another evil cultivator!" Cui Fang spat out, his voice trembling with disbelief. He clutched his wound with one hand, struggling to stay on his feet as he backed away.
The dark-skinned man scanned the area, his serious expression revealing nothing of his thoughts.
He slowly raised his huge weapon and pointed it at Cui Fang and Tao Bai.
The blade shone menacingly. His voice was deep and firm. "You two seem to be having trouble dealing with a kid. It's lucky I arrived when I did."
He took a step forward, making the ground shake slightly. "But I'm not here to help you," he said with a cold voice.
The newcomer looked at Fang Xuan, assuming he was also an evil cultivator because of his skin color.
"IRON GALE!" Cui Fang roared, unleashing a Qi attack in a desperate attempt to distract his opponent.
But the newcomer didn't show any sign of worry. He raised his massive saber with one hand, holding it effortlessly as if it weighed nothing.
"GROUND BREAKER!" he roared.
As he swung the saber downward, a bright orange energy burst out from it.
The wave of energy smashed into Cui Fang's attack, shattering it effortlessly.
"NO!!!!!!!!" Cui Fang screamed, his voice filled with despair as he couldn't accept that he was about to die in the hands of an evil cultivator.
But it was too late.
BOOOOOM!
The attack slammed into them, breaking through their defenses.
Their bodies were torn apart—bones shattered and muscles burst from the impact, leaving the ground painted red with their remains.
They had once been prideful cultivators, but now they were nothing more than mangled corpses.
Their gruesome deaths served as a harsh reminder of the brutality that defined the cultivation world.