The third challenge was guarded by two more male disciples.

They glared ferociously at Zhang Bin, looking like they wanted to tear him limb from limb. Their rage, of course, stemmed from seeing the two junior female disciples, who seemed to have a crush on Zhang Bin, deliberately go easy on him. These two junior sisters, both surnamed Ma, were renowned as two of the Daoyi Sect's great beauties, nicknamed "Big and Small Rouge Ma." They were defiant yet charming, and the very beauties these disciples hoped to one day court. How could they not be jealous of Zhang Bin?

Therefore, the moment they saw Zhang Bin's group approach, they drew their swords and charged at him without a word. They were actually planning to team up on him, two against one, to teach him a harsh lesson.

Both of them were very powerful, having cultivated to the Liquid Transformation Late Stage—the same realm as Zhang Bin. It was utterly shameless. However, they knew full well they were no match for Zhang Bin in a one-on-one fight, as his speed surpassed theirs. Their only hope was to attack him two against one, which was permitted in this kind of trial.

"Kill!"

Almost simultaneously, Zhang Bin's group of four roared with overwhelming momentum and charged forward to meet them.

Ma Rufei and the other two engaged one disciple, while Zhang Bin battled the other.

A brilliant golden light flared from Ma Rufei's body. This time, Chen Chaoyue grabbed Ma Rufei by the feet and swung him around like a weapon. Ma Rufei's hands became like golden claws, slashing wildly at his opponent's vitals. Zhang Haijun also drew his dagger, lunging in to attack whenever he saw an opening.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Their opponent was flustered, but he was undeniably strong and fast. His sword strikes rained down on Ma Rufei like a storm, ringing out with the sound of metal on metal. Incredibly, not a single thrust pierced through.

This was unbelievable. After all, the opponent was a powerful cultivator at the Liquid Transformation Late Stage. In the past, Ma Rufei would have never been able to withstand such an assault. But now, having cultivated the Pure Heart Mystique for some time, his defensive ability had improved tremendously. He could hold on for a while.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Chen Chaoyue's Great Strength Ability was also far beyond what it used to be. He skillfully wielded Ma Rufei, launching a frenzied assault. Their opponent was thrown into a panic, becoming flustered and exasperated, and could only dodge frantically.

The disciple Zhang Bin faced was also strong, a true peerless genius. Though he looked unremarkable, his strength was immense. His sword moved like the wind, its patterns mysterious and unpredictable, carrying a hint of unconventional style.

Nevertheless, Zhang Bin quickly suppressed him, as his sword was simply too fast.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

Myriad beams of sword-light flared, dazzling to behold. The killing intent was ice-cold, soaring to the heavens.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The man could only struggle to parry, retreating step by step.

"Got you!" Zhang Bin suddenly roared. His sword speed increased again, striking like a torrential downpour. In the blink of an eye, he pierced the man's wrist.

"Argh!" the man screamed. His sword clattered to the ground, and a kick from Zhang Bin sent him tumbling.

Seeing his companion defeated, the other disciple panicked. In a moment of distraction, he was slammed to the ground by Ma Rufei and let out a pained grunt.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Bin's group roared with triumphant laughter as they advanced to the next challenge.

Of course, Ma Rufei and Chen Chaoyue were especially ecstatic. In the past, they could never have defeated such powerful genius disciples. It proved that the Pure Heart Mystique was truly miraculous, and that they were geniuses at cultivating it.

Even Zhang Bin was secretly thrilled. He had found a way to rapidly strengthen the Taiqing Sect. He could seek out more people with special abilities who had not started cultivating from a young age and have them practice the Pure Heart Mystique. They would grow strong incredibly fast. This was something other sects could not replicate, as they lacked such a miraculous cultivation technique for special abilities. Perhaps the Youming Sect had a similar technique. Perhaps they had also nurtured many powerful supernatural experts. I must be careful. I must never underestimate the Youming Sect.

The fourth challenge was guarded by two cultivators at the Liquidization Stage Peak. They were older, over twenty-five, and their presence exuded a dense oppression and powerful aura. Scorn was written all over their faces.

The one with a mole on his face sneered, "You can go back now. Our strength is not something you can challenge."

He had a point. The power gap between the Liquid Transformation Late Stage and the Liquidization Stage Peak was vast. Zhang Bin's group could defeat genius disciples at the Late Stage, but they stood no chance against peak-level experts like these.

Without a word, Zhang Bin's mouth flew open.

WHOOSH!

A piercing sound erupted as a red Flying Sword shot out, fast as a bolt of lightning. In the blink of an eye, it zipped over their scalps. Two locks of hair fluttered down.

"Ah! Spare us..."

The two finally reacted, their faces turning deathly pale as they trembled. Touching their heads, they found a groove shaved clean through their hair. If the Flying Sword had aimed for their hearts instead of their hair, wouldn't they be corpses by now?

"So? Have we passed this stage or not?" A look of mockery crept onto Zhang Bin's face.

There are always people in this world who think a higher realm guarantees victory over a lower-realm cultivator. How foolish. Did they really think there were no exceptions?

And he, Zhang Bin, was that very exception. It was because he not only cultivated the Qingmu Longevity Technique but also the Pure Heart Mystique, and had even consumed a Wisdom Pill. That was how he was able to use Sword Control to kill his enemies before even reaching the Golden Core Realm. Even now, facing an initial-stage Golden Core Realm expert, he felt no fear and was even confident he could kill them. How could two mere cultivators at the Liquidization Stage Peak possibly register in his eyes?

"Two idiots, daring to be arrogant in front of us. They're simply asking for death," Ma Rufei sneered.

"You dare make things difficult for us? Are you even qualified?" Chen Chaoyue added with contempt.

"Some geniuses. If you're so great, why don't you use a Flying Sword?" Zhang Haijun chimed in.

At that moment, their hearts filled with exceptional admiration for Zhang Bin. To be honest, ever since the Immortal Palace was established, no cultivator who had only reached the Liquid State without breaking through to the Golden Core Realm had ever managed to fight their way in on strength alone. Zhang Bin was the first. He was a true pioneer. This further highlighted Zhang Bin's terrifying talent, which completely crushed the geniuses of the Daoyi Sect. Perhaps only genius disciples from a terrifying sect like Kunlun Shushan could compare to him. Then again, the Taiqing Sect was a sect on par with Kunlun, so it was only natural for it to produce a genius like Zhang Bin.

"You've passed," the two men said, obediently stepping aside.

Zhang Bin and the others continued forward. Perhaps because everyone had seen him use Sword Control to kill his enemies—making him seem no different from an initial-stage Golden Core Realm cultivator—the guardians of the subsequent challenges no longer dared to hinder them. They enjoyed a smooth, unobstructed passage into the Immortal Palace.

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