After hearing this voice, the Serpent Taoist felt his snakeskin tremble thrice.
He immediately abandoned attacking the sword formation and turned to leave.
However, there was nowhere in this world for him to maneuver.
"You're not good enough."
"Much worse than the previous Serpent Taoist."
Zhengyi's figure abruptly appeared behind the Serpent Taoist.
Still seated in a wheelchair, dressed in white.
Zhengyi lifted his finger slightly, pointing behind the Serpent Taoist.
"Come."
"Ah?"
The Serpent Taoist, already like a startled bird, before Zhengyi had finished speaking, had transformed his palm into a blade and severed his own right arm.
The severed arm instantly turned into another Serpent Taoist.
The main body and the clone launched a combined attack backwards, but only hit the empty air.
"Why are you in such a hurry? I wasn't calling you."
With that, Zhengyi struck with his palm, and a beam of sword light sliced the Serpent Taoist's clone in two.
At this moment, in the valley where the Spiritual Snake Helm was located,
The sky was filled with vast brilliance, and when Zhengyi raised his hand to summon, a sword array suddenly appeared.
Dozens of Sword Cultivators, stepping on Flying Swords, were summoned here by Zhengyi.
The lowest among them was also at the Golden Core level.
The Demon Path cultivators in the valley were still in chaos due to the recent explosion.
Now, seeing so many Righteous Path cultivators appearing above the valley, there were still some who didn't flee but instead greeted them.
A cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage, cupped his hands towards the sky.
"I wonder what brings you brothers here?"
"There are some matters in the sect today, inconvenient to receive guests, hope you forgive us, brothers."
He spoke very seriously, having been attentive in classes these past days.
But by now, the Serpent statue had shattered.
The illusion covering the valley had already dispersed.
What everyone in the air saw was merely a group of Demon Path remnants dressed in black.
"Do they have a problem with their brains?"
In the sky, Li softly asked Elder Wang beside him.
"Who would join the Demon Path if they had a normal brain?"
Elder Wang raised his hand.
"All disciples, hear the order."
"Present!"
"Today, eliminate demons and uphold the Dao."
"We obey the master's command!"
The next second, the Demon Path cultivator who was still cupping his hands was beheaded by an unknown Flying Sword.
Excluding the Pavilion Master, two elders at the Divinity Transformation Stage, with more than twenty Inner Sect disciples at least at the Golden Core Realm.
Such a lineup against the Spiritual Snake Helm with only five at the Golden Core Realm and one at Nascent Soul was quite extravagant.
But in the matter of eliminating demons and upholding the Dao, more is always better.
In the dungeon.
The Serpent Taoist, having lost a clone, had lost the will to fight, not daring to oppose Zhengyi.
He, like a stray dog in this dungeon, just sought a thread of survival.
Unfortunately, every tactic he used was repelled by the Sword Intent filled with Vast Righteous Qi.
"You truly are inferior to the previous Serpent Taoist."
"My true self came in person, and he dared to attack me."
"Now, it's just a Sword Intent Dharma Aspect, and you're already this miserable."
"Pathetic."
"Today, I won't kill you either."
"I just ask you? Where is the Main Helm of the Demon Sect?"
Under Zhengyi's Sword Intent, the Serpent Taoist was suppressed to the ground, kneeling.
But before he could speak, a grinding bone sound emanated from his throat.
The next second.
The Serpent Taoist's head exploded, and a giant azure snake emerged from his body.
His body seemed like an external grotto heaven, countless colorful venomous snakes crawled out from the neck wound.
Zhengyi seemed to have expected this.
The hand of the Dharma Aspect on the wheelchair grasped void air, and the Vast Righteous Qi converged into a sword.
Slashing all the venomous snakes to powder.
In the Ten Directions Sword Array, Lin Feng had been staring intently at the old man's actions since Zhengyi appeared, comprehending the subtle Sword Intent within.
And Zhengyi delayed with the Serpent Taoist for so long, partly to interrogate the Serpent Taoist about the whereabouts of the Demon Sect's Main Helm.
Also, there was a hint of rewarding and guiding Zhang Ze and Lin Feng.
Zhengyi looked at Lin Feng, "Did you see anything?"
Lin Feng thought for a long time, "Disciple is dull, only feeling it's a reflection in the mirror, a flower in water, unclear."
"No worries, just remember this feeling, you will naturally understand in the future."
Zhengyi turned to look at Zhang Ze, but before he could ask, Zhang Ze said.
"Pavilion Master, your color is fading."
"...It's nothing, just a Dharma Aspect, do you have any insights?"
"I do."
"Oh, tell me." Zhengyi grew interested.
"Cool."
"..., not bad, concise and to the point."
Zhengyi shook his head with a smile, thinking Li Guanqi's disciple was truly extraordinary.
Being his master truly shortens one's lifespan.
"My Sword Dao is still a bit too profound."
"Focus on watching your master and senior brother."
"Some of the cultivators in this Demon Helm are barely adequate."
"They're qualified to be practice targets."
Zhengyi raised his hand, drawing a circular mirror, projecting the scene of the valley.
Zhang Ze saw his master Li Guanqi take action for the first time through it.
The iron rod was his sword.
Li Guanqi let go.
The iron rod exploded, turning into black streamers.
Hundreds of Black Swords forged from Antarctic Meteorite Iron, descended into the valley.
All low-tier Demon Path cultivators trying to escape during the chaos were pierced through, suppressed to the ground, sealing their Qi Acupoints.
The rest of the Black Swords hovered above the battlefield, whenever a Golden Core Stage Demon Path attempted to break out, they would ambush and press them back.
The valley had become Li Guanqi's chess board.
Elder Wang, watching an Inner Sect disciple spar with a Vice Helm Leader of the Spiritual Snake Helm, stood nearby.
Occasionally pointing out some sword move essentials, putting the Demon Path beneath notice.
Unbearable, the Demon Path cultivator bit his tongue, lunged at the Inner Sect disciple with both palms, spat the Poison Pill, risking death today, he wanted to take one down with him.
"See, that's the desperation of a cornered dog."
"When victory is near, never let down your guard."
While advising the disciple, Elder Wang had already stepped forward, catching the Poison Pill effortlessly.
With the Thunder Celestial Evil Technique, the Poison Pill turned to ashes in Old Wang's hand.
Electric light spread, reconvened into a sword, and shattered the Demon Path's dog head.
"Today I can save you countless times, what about tomorrow?"
Seeing that the disciple had taken the lesson to heart, Wang Buyu turned into a stream of light, flashing to another skirmish.
Watching the two seniors display divine might, Zhang Ze felt a surge of emotion, only lacking insight from the subtle Sword Intent.
He imagined his master's scene control coupled with Grandpa Wang's thunder.
Combined, the explosion must be exhilarating.
He must consult the two elders frequently upon return.
In contrast, Lin Feng was truly pragmatic.
Unlike Zhang Ze, he didn't fixate on the spectacular Divine Techniques displayed by the elders.
He only observed the Inner Sect disciples, analyzing every sword move they countered against same-tier Demon Path cultivators, correlating each sword's hidden meaning with his own combat experience.
"Lin Feng? This time, did you find anything?"
This time, Lin Feng was much more confident, cautiously expressing his insights.
Zhengyi's Dharma Aspect neither confirmed nor denied, turning to Zhang Ze.
"And you? Kid, who's cooler this time?"
Zhang Ze, daydreaming, almost blurted out his inner thoughts when asked by the Pavilion Master.
Thankfully, he caught himself last moment, and quickly pointed to a familiar face in the mirror's corner.
"I think this senior sister's Sword Dao mastery is quite profound."
"It embodies the concept of returning to the original, simplicity in the grand Dao."
"An example for disciples like us to learn from."
Zhengyi's Dharma Aspect's eyelid twitched, its color faded further.
"Do not follow her."
"Why?"
"She is the disgrace of the Inner Sect."