“Master!”

In the distance, seeing this scene, the traitor of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, Chen Sheng, couldn’t help but exclaim.

But before his voice could fully escape, a sword aura descended from the sky, piercing straight through his skull.

His body then exploded with a loud “bang.”

“Traitor, you deserve to die!”

Amon’s voice rang out once more.

At the same time, a beam of sword light shot towards the center of the blood pool like a pillar of light.

With a “bang,” the sword light shattered the blood hand protecting the heads of several demonic cultivators.

“Boom!…”

The entire world trembled violently.

Amon’s raging sword aura had already gathered into a muddy river beneath his feet. In the river, the waves surged as if a yellow dragon was roaring and howling beneath Amon, ready to devour everything on the ground at any moment.

Clearly, Amon was preparing to annihilate all the demonic cultivators near the blood pool with a single strike.

“Suchan, why haven’t you acted yet?”

Feeling the overwhelming pressure from above, one of the three demonic lords refining the blood jade suddenly turned his head to the east side of the blood pool and shouted urgently.

But no one responded.

“Boom!”

At this moment, Amon’s sword momentum had reached its peak.

In an instant, his figure, like a vast river, roared and poured down from the sky.

“Suchan, have you forgotten your promise to the demonic master?”

The demonic lord shouted again.

As he spoke, the raging waves in the sky had already fallen. Even if the three of them abandoned the blood jade and attacked together, they might not be able to stop it.

“Zheng!”

But just then, a clear sword hum suddenly rang out.

Immediately, a sword light stood straight across the blood pool, unwavering against Amon’s raging sword aura.

“Is that really Suchan’s sword?”

Seeing this sword, Xu Taiping felt a strange unease in his heart.

“If it isn’t Suchan, who else could stop Amon’s sword?”

He quickly dismissed his doubts.

“Suchan, I’ve waited three hundred years for this sword!”

Amon laughed wildly, then raised his long sword with one hand, gripping the wrist of the sword hand with the other, and shouted:

“Three hundred years ago, my sword was but a small river. Today, my sword has become an ocean!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the surging river of sword aura beneath him suddenly turned from muddy to clear, the raging waves became ocean tides, and the yellow dragon transformed into a blue dragon.

“Even without you, Suchan, I will still ascend to greater heights!”

With a roar, Amon slashed down with his sword.

The vast and majestic sword aura instantly broke through the high wall forged by the sword light.

The overwhelming sword aura transformed into a blue dragon, diving down towards the blood pool.

“Boom!…”

With a tremendous shock, the three demonic cultivators refining the blood jade were scattered by Amon’s sword aura.

The surging sword aura whipped up a fierce wind, sweeping across the entire blood pool.

Some demonic cultivators who hadn’t had time to retreat were directly shredded, their souls obliterated.

Even Xu Taiping, protected by the Jade Bone Grass, felt his blood and energy churn from the impact of the sword aura.

With just one sword, most of the demonic cultivators on this level were wiped out.

However, when Xu Taiping looked towards the center of the blood pool again, he saw that there was still a sword light struggling against Amon’s oceanic sword aura.

Focusing his vision, he saw that it was a sword.

Undoubtedly, it was Suchan’s sword.

And beneath that sword, a fist-sized blood jade was still rapidly absorbing the blood energy from the blood pool.

“That must be the so-called blood jade, right?”

Xu Taiping murmured.

“The blood jade is about to form. You all, help us repel Amon!”

At this moment, one of the three demonic lords suddenly commanded loudly.

Immediately, the demonic cultivators who had been watching from the shore began to reveal their true demonic forms, charging towards Amon in the sky as if they had no regard for their lives.

No matter how strong Amon was, he couldn’t possibly withstand the combined assault of three demonic lords and all these demonic cultivators.

Moreover, there was still Suchan’s sword below.

Seeing this, Xu Taiping quickly borrowed the vision of the Jade Bone Grass to look towards the stone bridge.

Sure enough, he saw that the guards in front of the stone bridge had also gone to attack Amon.

“Thank you, Senior Amon.”

Xu Taiping grinned, then split off a clone and donned the invisibility cloak.

Immediately, under the blood-red sky, a figure dashed out from the Jade Bone Grass.

At first, all the demonic cultivators’ attention was on Amon in the sky, and no one noticed this figure.

It wasn’t until the flying sword in the center of the blood pool, which had been resisting Amon’s sword aura, suddenly let out a tremor that the three demonic lords seemed to receive some warning. They turned their heads towards the stone bridge and saw Xu Taiping running swiftly on it.

“I’ll stop him!”

A particularly burly, purple-eyed demonic lord suddenly turned.

His thick legs stomped in the air, and with a “boom,” he flashed from his original position.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared above the stone bridge.

“You seek death!”

The demonic lord raised his fist and punched down at Xu Taiping.

“Boom!”

With a violent air tremor, a massive fist shadow, like a small mountain, smashed heavily onto Xu Taiping.

“Bang!”

With a loud crash, Xu Taiping and the stone bridge were shattered by the punch.

But seeing this, the purple-eyed demonic lord didn’t show any joy. Instead, he frowned.

Because with that punch, he felt no sensation of hitting flesh.

And in that moment of hesitation, a faint sound of an object being placed echoed from the altar connected to the stone bridge.

The purple-eyed demonic lord immediately became alert, alternating his fists and punching towards the altar.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

With loud collisions, a figure appeared on the altar.

It was Xu Taiping!