Faintly, there was the sound of burning chants.

With both hands gripping the sword, he slashed toward the ground.

"Great Sun Tathagata Sword Seal"!

Heaven and earth were enveloped by this sword, filled to the brim.

Between heaven and earth, there was only this sword.

Tang Fei roared in fury, his figure like a phantom, instantly charging toward Shen Xinglan, his Yin Erosion Sword creating an arc of light, its tip glittering with a fierce cold gleam, stabbing at Shen Xinglan.

To puncture a surface with a point.

Boom, boom, boom...

Heaven and earth trembled because of it.

Bang!

Tang Fei's body was sent flying.

His specially made Monitoring Bureau uniform was in disarray, torn here and there, making him look more like a beggar.

He reached his hand to touch his chest and crotch.

Because the sword was aimed directly at his face, he had faced it head-on to intercept the Sword Qi.

Good, both places were safe and sound.

Thanks to the cloak given by his good brother, the Evil God, for safety, he had worn it under the Monitoring Bureau's Black Robe.

It was also because of the cloak's protection that Shen Xinglan's omnipresent Sword Qi had failed to hit his vital spots.

Regrettably, the cloak couldn't cover his face.

Therefore, his face and the areas of his neck and head that the cloak couldn't cover were slashed repeatedly.

Blood flowed freely.

Shen Xinglan's body slowly landed.

He looked at Tang Fei standing before him, under the Great Sun Sword. Tang Fei had not died, had no missing arms or legs, and didn't even have a fatal wound on his body.

This left Shen Xinglan puzzled.

Was the Grandmaster Realm really just this?

Quickly, his gaze fell on the Black Robe Tang Fei wore.

Made neither of silk nor cloth, it was unknown what special material it was made from.

Wandering through a myriad of Sword Qi, it remained completely unharmed, without a single tear.

"Treasure armor protecting the body?" Shen Xinglan asked out loud.

"Did you figure it out?" Tang Fei wiped the blood from his mouth and replied.

He had wanted to masquerade a bit, but sadly, the power of that one sword was indeed formidable.

He confronted it head-on, yet it still wounded his core.

His exterior seemed fine, yet his internal organs had been injured by that fierce Sword Qi.

Causing a sweet, metallic taste in his throat, he spat out a mouthful of stale blood.

"Indeed, closely related to the Lu Family, they even gave you such a treasure," Shen Xinglan spoke.

He believed that the cloak on Tang Fei was from the latest high-tech material developed by the Lu Family, equipped on Tang Fei as soon as it was ready.

"Heh..." Tang Fei scoffed continuously, saying, "This was a departing gift from my good brother, what does it have to do with the Lu Family?"

"It can block my first sword, but I wonder if it can also block my second sword?" Shen Xinglan once again gathered his Sword Intent.

"No, now it's your turn to take one of my swords," Tang Fei said coldly.

Just taking a beating without attacking was not Tang Fei's style.

You slash me with one sword; it's only fair I slash you seven, eight, or even ten times.

Tang Fei's body slowly leaped into the air, his Yin Erosion Sword emitting countless black specks of light.

It was like black netherfire.

Those specks of light gathered together, forming a black rainbow bridge.

Whoosh!

Numerous streams of Ghost Energy poured into Tang Fei's head from above.

Evil energy entering the body!

This was the Ghost Energy he had collected while training in the Ghost Prison with his master, Xuanyuan Mingjing.

Ever since he obtained the Yin Erosion Sword, he always felt strands of Yin Energy entering his body through the contact between the sword and his body, merging with the Yin Yang Qi inside him, and then driving the rotation of his inner core.

At that moment, Tang Fei had this thought: since the Yin Erosion Sword was able to transfer its origin Qi to him, could he store the collected malevolent Yin energies into the Yin Erosion Sword?

He shared this idea with Xuanyuan Mingjing, who without a word, took him down to the Ghost Prison.

In the words of the Great Grandmaster, it was a matter of "Whether it can be done... let's do it and see."

All methods lead to the Great Dao, in the pursuit of it, all methods are worth trying.

Fortunately, his idea was feasible.

Thus, during that year of trials, he slew countless evil spirits and collected all the malevolent Yin energies within the Ghost Prison.

However, he didn't let them enter his body; instead, he stored them in the Yin Erosion Sword for refinement.

It was all to avoid prying eyes...

Given his age, experience, and cultivation duration, suddenly advancing to the Grandmaster Realm would certainly attract a lot of attention.

It would also invite envy.

What harm could a cultivator who had failed to advance to the Grandmaster Realm do, even if he had minor schemes?

If push came to shove, they could simply kill him.

Besides his master Xuanyuan Mingjing, no one knew that he had long possessed the opportunity to breakthrough the Mountain Gate.

He was waiting for the right opportunity.

Tonight was that opportunity.

Because if he didn't advance now, he would truly be decapitated under the Taia Sword by Shen Xinglan.

Tang Fei frenziedly devoured the malevolent Yin energy stored in the Yin Erosion Sword. If previously it was trickling and seeping, now it was like rivers forcefully bursting forth.

The Yin Yang Qi within his body, pulled by this immense force, also began to spin wildly.

He felt his body filling up.

An unmatched sense of fulfillment.

Boom!

His long hair stood on end, like numerous fine black needles.

His pupils also turned pitch black, showing only the pupil, devoid of any whites.

That blackness was profound, a mysterious, endless darkness.

It seemed like one glance could pull one in and swallow them whole.

At this moment, Tang Fei was soaring high in the air, his hair standing on end, his black robe fluttering and rustling with the wind.

Evil, frenzied, handsome, yet filled with a strange charm.

As if he was a Demon King from the underworld, an Evil Monarch from another world.

Shen Xinglan's eyes widened in shock at the scene unfolding before him.

He could clearly feel that Tang Fei had changed.

His person had changed, his demeanor had changed, and his Cultivation Realm had also changed.

Now, due to the invasion of the black qi, he had indeed broken through the Mountain Gate and advanced to the Grandmaster Realm.

Grandmaster Realm!

A realm countless cultivators dream of, a realm countless cultivators struggle their entire lives to glimpse, and he just breezed into it so casually?

He glanced over, curled his lips, and said, "Is this it?"

He could imagine how he must be feeling at this moment.

When Tang Fei first arrived at New Star, he was merely a top-tier Qi wielder.

At that time, he himself was almost a Grandmaster...

Now, he himself was a minor Grandmaster, and so was Tang Fei.

Tang Fei, he had actually been deliberately suppressing his own realm, hiding his true strength.

What exactly did he want to accomplish?

Perhaps, his master had indeed said that phrase...

Could Tang Fei truly be the first martial arts genius under the Heavens of Star Sky?

Tang Fei did not care what Shen Xinglan was thinking.

With both hands on the Yin Erosion Sword, he said in an unhuman voice, "This sword is named Dragon Slayer."

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