The Great Elder, furious at the sight, raised his massive hammer, the weapon so large it seemed to blot out the sun.
"Haotian Secret Technique, Lingtian Strike!" he roared, the ground trembling as the strike descended.
Yuan Longxuan's expression did not change. With a casual flick of his hand, a magnificent square sword case appeared at his side.
Its jade-like surface shimmered with nine-colored light, each etching on the case representing a divine sword of supreme power.
"Spiritual Mind Sword Case, out!" Yuan Longxuan commanded.
Instantly, nine divine swords emerged, each blazing with its own aura.
Three of them shot toward the Haotian Sect's Second,
Fourth, and Fifth Elders, clashing with their martial spirit forms. Sparks flew, thunder rolled, and the air became thick with the intensity of their collisions.
The remaining two elders attempted to coordinate with Tang Hao and Tang Xiao for a sneak attack, but Yuan Longxuan's senses were unparalleled
. Each movement, each subtle shift in energy, was anticipated and countered.
The Great Elder's hammer descended eighty times in total, combined with Tang Hao and Tang Xiao's coordinated strikes.
Yet Yuan Longxuan's Dragon God Claws, glowing with nine-colored light, effortlessly deflected each blow. ..
The sound of shattering hammer strikes echoed like thunder across the sect's grounds, but none found their mark.
"Is this your ultimate strength?" Yuan Longxuan asked calmly, his eyes scanning the battlefield. "It's truly feeble."
With a swift, fluid motion, his Dragon God Claws struck.
The space around Tang Hao and Tang Xiao seemed to warp as he tore into their martial spirits directly.
Crimson blood spat from their mouths as their martial spirits shattered beneath the sheer force of Yuan Longxuan's hands.
"Puff! Puff!" The sound of destruction reverberated through the battlefield. The two prodigies, the pride of the Haotian Sect,
were left kneeling and bleeding, their martial might reduced to rubble before the young master's effortless onslaught.
Meanwhile, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, now curled lazily at Yuan Longxuan's feet in its smaller black dog form, observed with satisfaction.
It had been spared much suffering thanks to its early surrender, now content to lie beside its master, occasionally letting out playful yips or rubbing against Yuan Longxuan's legs.
Yuan Longxuan glanced down at the dog and allowed a small, almost imperceptible smile.
The chaos around them was controlled, precise, and utterly humiliating for the Haotian Sect.
Their strongest fighters had been reduced to trembling shells, their pride shattered under the weight of a single master's strategic genius.
"Tianhong, Zhufeng, Leiji, Ningguang, Anlin, go!" Yuan Longxuan's voice commanded the remaining five divine swords.
Simultaneously, they unleashed their power, overwhelming the remaining four elders with precision strikes.
Despite their desperate attempts to counter, the elders' strength was no match.
Their sneak attacks and coordinated hammer techniques collapsed under the relentless assault of Yuan Longxuan's divine weapons and overwhelming martial skill.
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, now fully realizing the immensity of their opponent's power, were filled with despair
. Every attack they launched vanished into nothingness, every defensive maneuver rendered meaningless. The sheer scale of Yuan Longxuan's mastery of the Dragon God bloodline and his unparalleled martial spirit left them helpless.
The battlefield was a testament to his supremacy.
Buildings lay in ruin, martial spirits shattered, and the Haotian Sect's pride reduced to trembling mortals who dared not meet his gaze.
The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, loyal and obedient, remained a silent reminder of the perfect fusion between intelligence, power, and control that Yuan Longxuan commanded effortlessly.
The sect's elders and disciples had no choice but to acknowledge the impossible truth: they were utterly outmatched.
The young master before them, with his Dragon God Claws, divine swords, and hundred-thousand-year soul beast, had redefined the limits of power within their sect.
Yuan Longxuan finally lowered his hands, his eyes sweeping over the destroyed battlefield.
The Haotian Sect had been humbled, its hierarchy shaken, and the message was clear: challenge him again, and there would be no mercy, no second chances.
The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger whimpered softly, nudging Yuan Longxuan's feet.
Its master's satisfaction was its own, and it would serve loyally, indulged with the best soul bones and treated with affection, just as he had commanded.
Yuan Longxuan's gaze lingered on Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.
The two former prodigies had learned the hard way that arrogance and blind pride could never match skill, wisdom, and strategy.
Today, they had been humbled, but under Yuan Longxuan's watchful eye, their lesson was complete.
Without the burdens of sorrow or fear, Yuan Longxuan felt an almost unparalleled freedom.
There was no concern for food, no need to struggle for cultivation, and certainly no threat from rival sects.
Life, in all its simplicity, was almost indulgent in its ease.
"Dare to sneak attack me? Xiao Hei, tear them apart! From head to toe!" Yuan Longxuan's command rang through the rubble-strewn battlefield.
The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger...now a small black dog..paused, ears twitching. It had long since learned that its master's instructions were not mere play.
With a powerful leap, it bounded toward the kneeling Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, completing the final act of destruction they had attempted in vain.
"Woof!" the little black dog barked triumphantly, returning to Yuan Longxuan's side, obedient and playful, as if nothing catastrophic had just happened around them.
Surveying the ruins of the Haotian Sect, Yuan Longxuan's eyes glimmered with satisfaction.
The once-proud buildings were now piles of rubble; the martial arts arenas, training rooms, and grand halls reduced to fragments.
Yet, the four elders before him, bloodied and terrified, still dared to glare, as though their pride could defy reality.
"You devils!" the Great Elder roared, his voice quivering with both rage and desperation. "You're a devil!"
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