After speaking, there was another teleport-like sidestep, as if urgently avoiding something.

It was because the previously announced scholar in green had already taken action, a gesture of striking through the air with a slicing finger, without any visible momentum or power.

A crack suddenly appeared where the gray-clothed person had just dodged, resembling a cracked mirror, accompanied by the "dong" sound of breaking a guitar string.

After the crack appeared, the vague and indistinct sword aura gradually faded from view.

An attack that seemed to have no momentum at all was truly terrifying in the eyes of a true expert.

Just like what Bai Qiru said to Wu Jinliang outside Dazhi City at the time, a true expert doesn't lose control of their power, causing such a big commotion.

Only those who can concentrate destructive power into a single point can unleash the greatest lethal force.

Having missed, the scholar in green stepped forward lightly, slashing again with his finger, and immediately another mirror-light crack appeared at the spot where the gray-clothed person had dodged, as if it had already hit him, but the gray-clothed person's figure faded away like a phantom.

It seemed as if a shadow emerged from the illusion, transforming into a new figure.

The scholar in green showed surprise in his eyes, stepped forward from in front of the bookshelf with a light step, as if strolling leisurely, his wide sleeves stirred by the wind, creating a chaotic illusion of gliding hand shadows. Suddenly, crisscrossing mirror-light cracks appeared urgently as if following a command.

The sound of snapping strings was as rapid as rain, "dong, dong, dong, dong," ringing continuously.

Pedestrians on the street stopped in their tracks, looking up below, confused about what was happening in the Book Collection Pavilion, as if playing a musical instrument, yet not really playing. Some began to discuss.

The shattering mirror-light upstairs flickered among the rows of bookshelves, with a faintly bright illumination all the way, interwoven like dragons, striking the dodging gray-clothed person.

But from the figure of the gray-clothed person, another figure always emerged from various angles, like you thought you beheaded them with a sword, but in reality, they had already crouched down to dodge, and you only slashed an illusion.

The immobilized Shi Chun was also amazed after briefly glimpsing some scenes.

The violent Gang Qi in the Book Collection Pavilion was rampant like a maddened dragon; without the protective power immobilizing him, it would have crushed him to dust.

The red-clothed woman resting her head on the counter, pretending to be asleep, murmured to herself, "Illusion Demon Technique..."

She originally thought that sealing the Book Collection Pavilion would prevent disturbances from leaking out and believed the scholar in green could easily deal with the gray-clothed person, yet was surprised he couldn't take him down quickly.

Although the rows of bookshelves provided some dodging space for the gray-clothed person, that wasn't the key; the Illusion Demon Body Technique was ethereal, yet the dense killing mirror-light cracks were not, being able to escape repeatedly from dense slashes at a tricky angle, indicating to the scholar in green one thing: the opponent was familiar with his moves.

With this realization, his eyes flashed; he already knew who the opponent was and shouted, "Mo Shiliu, it's you!"

With that, he waved his hand and pointed toward where the gray-clothed person was escaping.

With a bang, the earth shook and the sky trembled, and after a window was blasted away, a gigantic sword shadow vanished through it.

The neighboring house suffered the consequences; although the power of the shattered window was contained, its residual force still spread a hundred feet away, causing houses to collapse like dry rot, with screams and cries of despair, and unknown numbers of deaths.

On the street, Dong Wenshu, carrying a pile of things excitedly returning, instinctively crouched down due to the massive tremors.

Pedestrians and neighbors were also shocked and dodged, their faces changing in fear.

On the mountain's peak in the city center, a group of people flashed out to watch, including City Lord Li Xianghong and Po Yuan, who still lingered in the area.

Seeing the path cleared early, the gray-clothed person seemed to understand the good intentions of the scholar in green, transforming into several figures, flashing at the window, and then the true body sprinted out from among them, flying away into the sky.

The figure of the scholar in green followed immediately, soaring into the sky, and a scroll of books taken away was thrown back out the window.

He knew what it meant when the red-clothed woman immobilized the Book Collection Pavilion; she didn't intend to team up with him to deal with the Demon Cultivator, and if she wanted to make a move, she wouldn't disdain pairing up with him. She was afraid their fight would affect the Pavilion.

Therefore, he also had to restrain himself, not using full strength, and he didn't want to destroy so many books, otherwise, there was no need for him to travel so far just to read here.

Neighbors and those watching from rooftops near and far all saw the two figures soar into the sky one after another.

The approaching City Guards abruptly halted upon seeing this, realizing by the speed that the troublemakers' cultivation was far beyond their jurisdiction.

From afar, Li Xianghong and Po Yuan's expressions also changed.

"Seems like it's from the direction of Chao Yue Hall..." Li Xianghong murmured, to be honest, that place was beyond her provocation, and she wondered why such masters had emerged again.

Meanwhile, a bowl-shaped light wave illusion enveloped the entire Dazhi City, the city's protective formation activating.

Po Yuan said solemnly, "The formation won't stop them."

Fortunately, it didn't need to, as by the time the formation activated, the two figures that soared across the sky had already disappeared, long gone.

Yet, in the pursuit, the two could see each other clearly.

The gray-clothed person seemed aware that he was no match for the opponent, so he escaped.

But the scholar in green, who let him out of the Book Collection Pavilion, certainly didn't intend to let him escape, knowing who it was since the opponent was familiar with his sword moves, indicating they had crossed paths before.

Having crossed paths and meeting again, it naturally meant the defeated party had escaped from the victor's grasp before.

Thus, the scholar in green knew his means of escape were extraordinary, and as they had distanced themselves from the city, he sliced through the wind with one hand, and invisible waves surged ahead of him.

When the gray-clothed person looked back, panic exploded in his eyes, seeing an enormous sword towering into the sky appearing in the pursuer's hand, chasing him.

Feeling something was wrong, his eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, filled with blood vessels, as he clapped his palms together with a "pa" sound and intertwined his fingers in an incantation.

The giant sword flipped mid-air, and as the sword rose, it was actually the man in the green robe who suddenly pushed the sword's hilt forward.

With the blade behind him, he suddenly swung his arm in a slash, dragging the giant sword in a furious cleave.

As the giant sword swung across the air, it suddenly sped up and merged into the void, becoming invisible.

In front, the void shattered, with countless densely packed mirror-like cracks, as if the heavens and earth themselves were pulverized to dust.

This was a large-scale indiscriminate slaughter.

"Fu Que..."

The gray-robed man's scream of rage was filled with grievance, and he was directly shredded into a blood mist among the countless sword shadows that took form.

The exploded blood mist was then swallowed by the violent black mist that followed.

The green-robed gentleman, engulfed in Gang Qi, dashed into the midst of it, only to see the mist explode, and his sight suddenly cleared. Countless black and red intertwined serpents scattered in every direction at lighting speed, like fleeting shooting stars.

He urgently struck out into the air towards all directions, shattering many escaping light streams, but more slipped through the net, quickly fleeing into the distance and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The floating silent green-robed gentleman had a grim expression.

As the tumultuous changes in heaven and earth gradually returned to normal, he also turned around and flew back.

The Book Collection Pavilion was silent. Someone tried to enter and check inside. As soon as they stepped onto the stairs at the entrance, they immediately found themselves blocked by an invisible force.

After pushing hard a few times, they turned back and exclaimed to the neighbors, "The library is inaccessible, it seems to be sealed."

"Sealed?"

"Who sealed it?"

The neighbors, all talking at once, cautiously approached, all wanting to try.

Dong Wenshu, running back while carrying a pile of things, was immediately called over by someone, "Mr. Dong, something's happened to your library, they say it's sealed and can't be entered."

The green-robed gentleman flew back from afar and was blocked by the protective Xubo barrier.

The red-clothed woman, who was dozing off by the library counter, lifted a finger and gently drew a circle, sending a faint stream of light into the void.

The city-protecting barrier instantly closed down, allowing the green-robed gentleman to flash inside. His phantom shadow flashed again as he entered through a broken window into the Book Collection Pavilion, picked up a book from the ground, sat down at the spot, and continued reading.

Everyone inside the library was released from immobility, each of them awakening as if from a dream and looking around.

At the entrance, climbing the stairs, Dong Wenshu, carrying things, tried to touch with his elbow, but encountered nothing, easily entering the library. Instinctively, he looked back at the people behind him, as if a little accusing someone of talking nonsense.

The group of neighbors saw he went in and squeezed through the entrance, realizing there was indeed no barrier, and immediately began blaming someone for speaking falsely.

However, the noisy debate inside the library was also full of people mutually questioning what had just happened and why suddenly no one could move.

So the neighbors and the people inside the library mixed together for discussion.

Dong Wenshu handed a pile of bought items to his eldest daughter, who also ran out in surprise to see the commotion, then turned to the counter and asked the red-clothed woman in a friendly manner, "Ruo Jun, what exactly happened?"

The red-clothed woman sat up straight, casually pulling a wine jug over, "I don't know, better ask Mr. Fu."

She opened the jug, drinking slowly and relishing it. Inside the counter was her domain of tranquility, completely unconcerned with the chaos outside the counter.

Dong Wenshu stared at her smooth gulping long neck for a while, then quickly turned away, minding not to be impolite.

"Someone broke out the window upstairs in the library."

Amidst the hubbub, hearing this, Dong Wenshu came to his senses, hastily running up the stairs to have a look, followed by a group of curious literati excited to see what happened.

On the second floor, Lady Dong Liangyu, moving swiftly, already reached Shi Chun.

At this time, Shi Chun was able to move. Facing the green-robed gentleman nearby, he didn't know whether to kneel or sit properly. When he saw Dong Liangyu approaching, he quickly held onto a bookshelf to stand up.

He was now a bit awkward, unsure whether to leave or what to do, crucially uncertain if the green-robed gentleman would allow him to leave.

He thought it was this gentleman who had immobilized him earlier.

Dong Liangyu asked, "What happened?"

She hadn't witnessed the incident from the staircase.

Shi Chun stammered, trying to be evasive, but had to secretly glance at the face of the green-robed gentleman.

Just then, the noise of someone coming upstairs was heard, together with Dong Wenshu's anxious shouting, "Yu'er, Yu'er..."

His voice was filled with urgency, clearly worried something had happened to his daughter.

Dong Liangyu promptly shouted back, "Dad, I'm here."

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