In the shocking screams of the Great Elder of the Qingyun Sword Pavilion, everyone present looked at the seemingly inconspicuous black blade in Shen Qiang's hand with horror.

"What terrifying power, such a nonchalant slash not only achieved a cross-border kill but did so perfectly without a trace of fire and smoke, truly deserving of being an unrivaled divine artifact!"

"Divine Blade Youying! Truly lives up to its name! Such a blade, held in the hands of Shen Qiang, someone with middling cultivation and clueless about blade techniques, can effortlessly achieve cross-border insta-kills. If someone with higher cultivation used it? If someone proficient in blade techniques used it? How terrifying would that be!"

"No spiritual energy fluctuations, no radiant glow, silently and effortlessly, accomplishing a cross-border insta-kill, how terrifying, this is a true divine artifact!"

While everyone was shocked by the tremendous power of the black blade,

Shen Qiang's heart was not shaken at all at this moment.

Instead, he was bewildered, his gaze vaguely disappointed.

"Damn, using my Thunder Fallen Gold Iron, and even the Soul-Gathering and Soul-Cleansing Sand, and then summoning the divine-level Sword Spirit Taiyin Youying, the result is just this silent? The sharpness is there, but it's too low-key, no thunder and lightning, why did I use Thunder Fallen Gold Iron?"

Thinking in his heart, Shen Qiang muttered to himself, "Strange, the power of the black blade shouldn't be this weak."

The cultivator who heard this couldn't help but spit out.

Then, as if looking at a monster, stared at Shen Qiang teary-eyed.

"Infusing True Yuan and casually slashing to insta-kill a Mixed Element realm expert with a top-grade magic artifact, yet he's still dissatisfied?"

"Wuwuwu... If I had such a divine artifact in this life, I would live and die without regrets, but Shen Qiang is unhappy, damn, what kind of life am I living, my most coveted dream is so scorned in Shen Qiang's eyes."

"Are we really from the same world? Are we really all cultivators? I'm still fantasizing about striving for twenty years to make a name with a middle-grade magic artifact, and Shen Qiang is already dismissing divine artifacts..."

Just as everyone felt like they had been struck with a heavy blow to the heart.

Standing on the frozen lake's surface, Shen Qiang frowned and instantly activated Fury.

In an instant.

Not only did the Dragon Breath surge within the Dantian, but the Dragon Infant in the Sea of Consciousness also instantly opened its eyes.

Bang!

The furious aura soared to the sky.

The black blade in hand, along with the Dragon Breath as if ruling the world, recklessly exuded a domineering aura of supremacy.

At this moment, feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from the black blade, weaker cultivators directly knelt down.

While individuals like Ji Wei, Ke Bizhu, and the Dao Fruit stage superpowers of the Qingyun Sword Pavilion and Carefree Valley were instantly horrified.

"What a terrifying aura, like a primeval demon god!"

As they were stunned, Shen Qiang gave the black blade a casual swing.

Boom!

Even though it was just an unintentional release of aura.

It still caused the ice layer over half a meter thick behind Shen Qiang to shatter as if struck repeatedly,

As enormous waves soared to the sky, Shen Qiang's eyes brightened, thinking, "Indeed, this is the correct way to unleash the black blade, so strong, full of an endless sense of power! With this blade in hand, what is there to fear even against Dao Fruit stage cultivators!"

Shen Qiang, filled with wild joy, sensing the fearless power of the black blade, suddenly had a sharp realization.

"Where's Youying? At this moment, Youying is not on the black blade, if she were, how strong would this blade be!"

Shen Qiang's eyes gleamed bright, his mind shifted, entering the Sea of Consciousness. At a glance, he saw the ethereal Taiyin Youying, brows like distant mountains, eyes like stars, breathtakingly beautiful, along with Qingxuan, both staring wide-eyed, gesturing as they discussed an overly dramatic plot of a Korean drama with Jin Chan.

"Youying, attach yourself to the blade and show me its power."

"No time." Taiying Youying, engrossed, replied coldly.

Shen Qiang was dumbfounded, frowning, "Youying, we need to be reasonable; you are my sword spirit, I am your master, you must speak politely to me."

Taiyin Youying, displeased, frowned, though her expression was unhappy, she remained entrancingly beautiful.

"Alright, I'm telling you politely, I don't have time now, and under the current circumstances, I find it unnecessary to act."

Having said that, Taiyin Youying's eyes shone as she watched Jin Chan intently, "Quickly tell me, the female lead was so pitiful, pregnant, penniless, abandoned by the cold CEO, what happened to her after ending up on the streets..."

Shen Qiang was flabbergasted.

He couldn't help but ask himself if Youying was truly a god.

And just then, under everyone's stunned gazes, Sha Jianming trembled with excitement, clenched his fists, and shouted at Shen Qiang.

"Shen Qiang, such a divine blade, only belongs by my side, hand over her and the Evil Spirit Armor to me, and I'll let you off today!"

His shout brought Shen Qiang back to his senses.

Then he looked at him coldly, saying, "I never like bullying the mentally challenged, but you are an exception." Pointing the blade at Sha Jianming, Shen Qiang spoke softly, "I've already repaid the favor owed, if you want the black blade? Then come over, if one slash doesn't kill you, consider it my loss!"

"Young master, please don't!" The Carefree Valley people, fearing Sha Jianming's impulsiveness, spoke up.

And almost simultaneously, Sha Jianming excitedly took out a laptop, then turned the screen to face Shen Qiang, saying, "Shen Qiang, don't forget, you are powerful, but your parents are ordinary people. Hand over the black blade and Evil Spirit Armor to me, and I'll treat it as nothing and let your parents go. Otherwise, you will personally see their heads cut off and die a humble death."

Upon hearing this.

Kang Luoying's Qingyun Sword inexplicably surged by three points, furiously roaring, "Sha Jianming! You are shameless! Even a common ruffian knows not to threaten one's parents and descendants, yet you dare target Shen Qiang's family?"

As the roar ceased, rampant True Yuan spiraled upwards within her delicate body, the giant sword comparable to her petite frame lying across Shen Qiang, while notes imbued with a stunning rhythm gently flowed from her lips as delicate as Snow Mountain cherry blossoms.

"Forge with my body to create a sword, shatter the Netherworld Immortal Path, break through three thousand worlds, smash the gates of all evils, cut through a thousand-foot wave, open up ten thousand miles, gleaming above the Qingyun!"

Boom!

The massive Qingyun sword burst forth with silver brilliance.

But at this moment, Kang Luoying suddenly heard Shen Qiang's calm and steady voice.

"Oh, using my family to threaten me? I've been waiting for someone like that for a long time, in fact, I hoped such scum would appear sooner so I could make an example, but most adversaries were somewhat principled, so I never had the chance. I didn't expect a fool like you to deliver yourself to my doorstep, so sorry, trying to harm my family? They are destined to have no return."

Upon hearing this.

Everyone was stunned, eyes full of shock and doubt as they stared at Shen Qiang.

Sha Jianming snorted coldly, "A pot-boiling duck, cooked meat that can't keep his mouth shut; do you think your Nascent Soul stage cultivator arrangement is useful? Just watch them die!"

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