Subjected to a series of provocations, the counterattack from Star Track Sword Realm was swift and fierce.

A formidable Sword Energy erupted from the point of impact, instantly spreading across the entire back, resembling a thunder strike. In an instant, Yu Ci lost all sensation in his spine. However, as his physical senses were lost, the Sword Intent contained within the Star Track Sword Realm presented itself in his perception in a more direct manner.

Due to the impact, his body instinctively contracted, but within Yu Ci's perception, every muscle fiber was now filled with Sword Energy. What contracted was not the back muscles, but clearly the power of the Star Track Sword Realm surging within.

Instinctively, this overwhelming force sought to tear apart anything that provoked it, with Yu Ci being the primary target.

However, Yu Ci was different. In the Sword Immortal's Secret Domain, his greatest advantage was the "power" brought about by Xuan Huang. This was his territory, theoretically, he could borrow all the power within the Secret Domain - as long as he had the corresponding level.

He raised his head, his eyes bloodshot from the Sword Energy's impact, staring intently at the three figures in mid-air.

There, the faces of the Pan Emperor's Three Swords changed. They were aware of Xuan Huang's existence and naturally understood the greatest threat at this moment. They immediately split, revealing the deep changes of the Yin Yang Disk. In the center of the three, the Clear and Turbid Yin-Yang Qi spun, harboring lethal intent. Among them, a Treasure Sword presiding over the formation, invisible and unpredictable. The sword that had just injured Yu Ci was this one.

"The beginning of Qi is seen but its form is not... this is the Primordial Formless Sword!"

Back in the day, when the Master of the Sunken Sword Cave rebelled and hid in the Sword Garden for countless years, he stole countless Sword Immortal's Secret Treasures. Surely, some of these had flowed into his outside foundation, which was within the Pan Emperor Sect. This Primordial Formless Sword must be one of them. Xuan Huang was both angry and wary, quickly passing on some information about this sword to Yu Ci.

This sword was created by an Ancient Sword Immortal who refined the Primordial Qi into a Sword Embryo, containing the Slaying Sword Divine. Due to its unique material, the power differed greatly when wielded by different people. However, its invisible Divine Power was the most troublesome. Even when faced head-on, there was a seventy to eighty percent chance of being "schemed" against.

Yu Ci remained unresponsive, his blood-red eyes fixated on the trio in the sky, evidently gathering his strength.

"Attack!" Pan Emperor's Three Swords took the initiative, seizing the opportunity. Their bodies resonated with a powerful hum, warping the space around them extensively. Everything within view was affected, including the Divine Soul's perception, which risked losing its precision.

Under these circumstances, within the Yin Yang Disk's center, the Primordial Formless Sword completely merged into the void, silently lurking within the distorted air.

"Be careful!"

Xuan Huang's mental warning was swift, but as his thought emerged, Yu Ci was splattered with blood again, this time from a cut at the junction of his shoulder and neck. Yu Ci made no move to defend. The iron fragments on his body that absorbed Sword Energy played their part, reducing over ninety percent of the force. Moreover, the method of the Pan Emperor's sect was incompatible with the Primordial Formless Sword's nature, unable to unleash even one-thousandth of the sword's sharpness. Otherwise, Yu Ci would have been killed on the spot during the first ambush.

Another sword strike failed to achieve its full effect, making Bu Cuo and his companions hesitate. They were well aware of the restrictions of using the Primordial Formless Sword. Although it was a top-notch assassination weapon, it was not only energy-consuming, but its power was somewhat disproportionate.

Their minds interconnected, several thoughts flashed through, and the Primordial Formless Sword struck again. Yu Ci still managed to block it. Despite the blood gushing out, his expression remained unchanged. His eyes were even more bloodshot, and a storm was clearly brewing in his brow, radiating a ferocious aura that seemed ready to devour someone.

"Switch weapons!"

If Bu Cuo and his companions had seen the dimming iron patterns on Yu Ci's chest, they might have tried again. Unfortunately, there were no what-ifs. What they needed to do now was to kill Yu Ci cleanly and decisively before he could borrow the power of the Star Track Sword Realm!

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The Primordial Formless Sword disappeared, and the three of them drew their own swords. The "Yin Yang Disk" Sword Array accumulated Sword Energy, humming and turning into a bright light, shining directly at Yu Ci. This was the "Divine Light of Dual Polarity" in the "Yin Yang Disk". Those who were hit would be strangled by the Yin and Yang energies, damaging their body and spirit. Even if they could resist for a while, it would trigger an avalanche-like attack from the "Yin Yang Disk". Under the combined strength of the three, even an advanced golden Elixir Cultivator would find it difficult to escape.

In the face of blinding light, Yu Ci's figure blurred and vanished into thin air.

"Above!" The sharp instincts of the Pan Emperor's Three Swords kicked in. They looked up in unison, only to see Yu Ci moving upwards like a gecko clinging to an invisible barrier, or perhaps as if a powerful force was pulling him from his spine. Either way, it was not a good sign for the trio.

The Yin Yang Disk was undergoing rapid changes. They had attacked thrice, but it was high time for Yu Ci to counterattack.

There was no spectacular display of light and sound - the focus of the Star Track Sword Realm had already shifted to the central area. Moreover, it was impossible to fully align with the sword's intention in such a short time. He was virtually dragging the sword's intent within the Star Track Sword Realm, drawing out its controlling power. It was just a tiny bit... but it was enough!

There was only one shockwave, far less impressive than the previous two caused by the leader of the Heavy Weapon Sect. Its impact was limited to a hundred feet, barely encompassing the Pan Emperor's Three Swords. At first glance, it seemed like a gentle breeze brushing past. Bu Cuo and his companions were taken aback. Then, that gentle "breeze" turned into a towering wave, crashing towards them. Inside it was an unparalleled sword intent. The most deadly part was the sinister force pulling them back, clearly intending to drag them into the killing zone of the sword realm!

Bu Cuo and his companions, who had some understanding of the Star Track Sword Realm, were shocked and scared. As they tried to muster strength to escape, the triple killing force converged. Between the crash and the pull, they felt as if they were pierced by hundreds of sharp blades, with the shock reaching their internal organs, stirring them into a mess.

The trio spurted blood in unison, and the "Yin Yang Disk" Sword Array was in constant turmoil.

Seeing the state of the Pan Emperor's Three Swords, Yu Ci gritted his teeth and smiled, the blood in his eyes not diminishing at all. He had not retaliated, having been struck by three swords in a row - something that had never happened since he mastered swordsmanship! Not to mention being toyed with by the leader of the Heavy Weapon Sect earlier. Layers of awful feelings piled up. His face was calm, but inside, a raging fire had been ignited.

With the flames of anger, the second wave of attack arrived. This time, he brought out the Nine Luminaries Dragon Abyss Sword Talisman. He shook it in the air, and the Star Sword in the Middle buzzed like a swarm of bees. He was no longer satisfied with simply triggering the seal-off power, but was attempting to merge with the sword's intention, turning the enemy's power into his own.

The air cracked open, and the night sky was slashed with seventeen or eighteen long marks. Unfortunately, only two hit their mark.

The Pan Emperor's Three Swords quickly turned the Yin Yang Disk, moving their bodies in a circular motion. After two muffled sounds, the morning light blocked one attack, but half an arm was chopped off. To make matters worse, another sword mark hit the center of the "Yin Yang Disk", where the trio's sword intent was piled up. The tightly guarded core of the Sword Array was instantly penetrated, showing signs of collapse. The remaining power made the trio spit out another mouthful of blood.

Yu Ci let out a quiet sigh of regret. This was due to his inability to smoothly manipulate external forces, causing his sword to resonate with thunderous sound. His control was significantly flawed. If he could wield his sword as effortlessly as he normally did, the Pan Emperor's Three Swords would have been sliced into dozens of pieces already.

Though he thought this, his hands didn't slacken in the slightest. Just as he was about to strike again, the Nine Luminaries Dragon Abyss Sword Talisman shattered with a loud crash, presumably unable to withstand the immense power, hence the outcome. Yu Ci didn't mind, he reached for the Talisman Plate, and re-condensed the Sword Talisman. However, in this moment of delay, the Pan Emperor's Three Swords suddenly locked eyes, and their distance abruptly closed, squeezing together into a cluster.

The near-breaking Yin Yang Disk was forced to spin, its massive rotation and twisting power suddenly intensified, like a giant grinding disc, squeaking as it ground.

What was the "Grinding Disc" grinding? Clearly, it was the flesh and blood of the three! Yu Ci was also stunned. Under the influence of the twisting force, the squeezed together Pan Emperor's Three Swords, their bodies shattered one after another, flesh and blood splattered.

"Yu Ci!"

The voice sounded like Bu Cuo's, but it was so sharp it sent chills down one's spine. Yu Ci snapped back to reality, the Sword Technique formed in his hand, another thunderous sword sound echoed, seventeen or eighteen Sword Lights tore through the air, this time more accurately and densely. At least six or seven Sword Lights intersected and converged, heavily bombarding the blood-stained "Grinding Disc".

Blood Light splashed, not knowing how deep it cut, but when the blood spurted, the twisting power of the Yin Yang Disk suddenly increased. The unstoppable Sword Energy was forcibly deflected, and at the same time, a backlash force surged back. The void in front of Yu Ci violently twisted, his hand shook, the Sword Talisman shattered again, the aftermath hit him, making his face pale.

Unsure of what strange spell the Pan Emperor's Three Swords had used, Yu Ci didn't think much. He immediately suppressed the fluctuating Qi and blood, still sticking to the Star Track Sword Realm, his figure shifted to the side, and then...

With no place to hide, he quietly retreated.

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