"How could you know?!"

The woman's pupils sharply contracted, and her body suddenly transformed into a streak of blood light, escaping from Yu Yuan's palm.

She reappeared at the Cold Pool, her immortal dress changing into a green Daoist robe.

But even though the Daoist robe was loose, it could not conceal her mature and curvy body.

She looked at Yu Yuan in surprise and frowned,

"I have never exposed my origins to the outside world, how did you learn of it?"

Her words were an admission of Yu Yuan's guess.

The reason Yu Yuan had such a guess was actually because seeing a mosquito instinctively made him think of the Mosquito Daoist.

After all, the impression of the black-blood-winged mosquito that was nurtured in the Netherworld Blood Sea was extremely vivid in Yu Yuan's mind.

Especially right after he started his apprenticeship, every time he saw Gui Ling Saint Mother, he would involuntarily think of this mosquito.

This black-blood-winged mosquito showed itself only once during the Sealing God Tribulation.

It happened when Saint Zhunti ordered White Lotus Boy to capture Gui Ling Saint Mother, who had been reverted to her original form, in a cloth bag and bring her back to the Western Sect, and the mosquito accidentally slipped into the bag as well.

By the time White Lotus Boy returned to the Western Sect and opened the bag, Gui Ling Saint Mother had been eaten into an empty shell.

Not only that, but the mosquito also flew onto the twelve-grade lotus platform of the Receiving Saint and took a bite.

That one bite took away three grades, turning a perfect twelve-grade Merit Golden Lotus into a nine-grade Golden Lotus.

It's only fitting for a creature that came from the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Being the most filthy place in the Three Realms, although it can't be generalized completely, there are indeed few good individuals coming from there!

Whether it's Minghe Ancestor or the Mosquito Daoist, or those Asuras created by Ming River, in the eyes of the vast majority of creatures, they're far from being associated with goodness.

Seeing that she admitted her origins, Yu Yuan somewhat surprisingly said, "So you really are that mosquito! No wonder you wanted to suck my blood immediately, it seems you're quite skilled at it... Should I call you Black-Winged Mosquito or Mosquito Daoist?"

As his words fell, the Mosquito Daoist also seemed to have thought of something, a look of realization flashing in her eyes.

She stared at Yu Yuan, intently saying, "You learned about my origins from Indra, didn't you?"

"Indra?"

Yu Yuan almost forgot such a person, and only remembered after a moment of contemplation.

It seems this mosquito was here for revenge!

The Mosquito Daoist kept a close watch on him, noticing every change in his expression.

She sighed softly, "It really was you!"

Yu Yuan slightly narrowed his eyes, feeling the rising killing intent from her, and was quite surprised.

"You guys want to kill me?"

"It's not us who want to kill you."

The Mosquito Daoist said indifferently, "It's that we have to. An eye for an eye, blood for blood, this is the consequence of provoking the Blood Sea Asura!"

Yu Yuan raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

He had heard that the Asuras from the Netherworld Blood Sea were fierce and relentless, never fearing any enemy.

And the Asura Sect is known for its doctrine of slaughter, killing heaven, earth, and all beings; there is no one in the world they cannot kill!

Thus, Blood Sea Asura has always been synonymous with 'frenzy' in Primordial times.

That's also why, back then in the Eastern Emperor Heaven, those few Asura Demon Kings and Demon Generals dared to ambush the Dao Xing Venerable.

No matter the sect's disciples, frenzies do not fear anything!

But Yu Yuan didn't expect that after so much time, the Asura Sect hadn't forgotten this account, and even the Mosquito Daoist was sent...

And also that yellow-robed Daoist.

Although he didn't know his origins, judging from his aura, his Daoist realm didn't seem weaker than that of the Mosquito Daoist.

Currently, this yellow-robed Daoist was watching from a distance, seemingly covering for the Mosquito Daoist.

In other words, these two felt that one Mosquito Daoist was already sufficient to deal with Yu Yuan.

The additional yellow-robed Daoist was just for extra assurance.

"But you two aren't from the Asura Clan, are you? And after all, I am a direct disciple of the Jie Sect, aren't you afraid of provoking the Jie Sect?"

This was what Yu Yuan found puzzling.

If he were just an ordinary outer disciple, it would be another matter.

But he was a legitimate direct Third Generation Disciple of the Jie Sect!

The Mosquito Daoist did not answer his question, but a mass of red spirit light quietly emerged behind her.

Inside the spirit light was a short sword, entirely crimson like blood.

With the appearance of this short sword, the sky immediately changed, clouds gathered, and all living things were shrouded in boundless killing intent.

Leaves withered, flowers and grass turned yellow.

Countless creatures within Qingqiu Mountain felt a tremor in their hearts.

A feeling called fear uncontrollably sprouted within them.

Seeing this sword, Yu Yuan instantly understood everything.

"No wonder... Is this Immortal Sword called Yuan Tu or Avici?"

Yuan Tu and Avici, both are the Companion Spirit Treasures of Minghe Ancestor, born from the Netherworld Blood Sea together with him, killing without consequences or karmic effect, truly rare treasures of the Dao of Slaughter!

"You have quite the extensive knowledge."

The Mosquito Daoist was somewhat surprised, "When our Sect Hierarch dominated the primordial era, even the Witch Demon clans had not yet risen... Now, in these Three Realms, I fear there are not many Immortal Gods who know about Yuan Tu and Avici swords."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand with a light gesture, and the crimson short sword fell into her hand.

"This sword is named Yuan Tu, killing without bearing consequences... do you understand now?"

While uttering her final words, she lightly swung the Yuan Tu Sword in her hand towards Yu Yuan.

But behold, the wind surged and the sky darkened abruptly.

Terrifying evil spirits overflowed from the Yuan Tu Sword, rippling out like water waves.

At that instant, all living beings within hundreds of miles of the Cold Pool were petrified in place, feeling their blood and Qi-Blood stagnate, their Three Souls and Seven Spirits as if trapped in an icy cave, and unable to move an inch due to the pull of their life force.

Yu Yuan, who bore the brunt, stood motionless, as if his Primordial Spirit was intimidated by the evil aura.

Then, a fierce force of slaughter unreservedly struck his broad chest, piercing his flesh and bones without impediment, compromising his internals, Primordial Spirit, and more.

[Damage to chest, organs, Primordial Spirit: Qi-Blood +32327, Bone Strength +3353, Primordial Spirit Strength +9572…]

[Damage to chest, organs, Primordial Spirit: Qi-Blood +22237, Bone Strength +3425, Primordial Spirit Strength +8125…]

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Seeing the huge sword mark on Yu Yuan's chest that nearly cleaved him in two, the Daemon Daoist's heart settled.

It seemed that Yu Yuan indeed had only taken the path of refining his physical body, possessing a strong physique and divine power, but his Daoist cultivation realm was not too profound.

If it were close combat or the like, perhaps he would be formidable, but facing the attack of a spiritual treasure like the Yuan Tu Sword, it would not be something he could withstand with his physical body alone.

"This treasure is excellent!"

Yu Yuan, looking at the Yuan Tu Sword in Daemon Daoist's hand, his eyes slightly brightened.

Only through testing could one know how good a treasure really is!

Yu Yuan, having personally experienced one strike, thus had the authority to comment.

It was not just about the ease at which it broke through his physical body, but the key was that the evil aura carried by the Yuan Tu Sword could even corrode the Primordial Spirit.

And looking at its power, it seemed even stronger than the Profound Black Treasure Arrow by more than a notch.

"Uh?"

The complexion of Daemon Daoist changed slightly, and he slashed with his sword again.

"I'm taking this treasure!"

Yu Yuan grinned, showing off his pearly white teeth, and a Mixed Gold Hammer shimmering with a metallic luster appeared in his right hand.

He transformed into a rainbow light aiming for Daemon Daoist, swinging the Mixed Gold Hammer in the process.

In that instant, there was a heavy storm around the Cold Pool, with thunder and lightning, flying mountains and moving stones; several nearby peaks were even blown down.

The terrifying aura caused the massive Qingqiu Mountain, spanning a million miles, to slightly tremble!

Yu Yuan was extremely wild and domineering, letting the sword strike fall on him, then swinging the Mixed Gold Hammer down.

Daemon Daoist hurriedly received it with his sword.

In the moment of contact between the hammer and sword, Daemon Daoist's facial expression drastically changed.

The Mixed Gold Hammer, as a superior spiritual weapon, lacked powerful divine skills but possessed an extremely terrifying weight.

Even without invoking mana, it itself weighed a million jun.

Now, Yu Yuan, powered by his own mana, made this small Mixed Gold Hammer comparable in weight to the whole of Qingqiu Mountain.

Together with his divine power, this force became dreadfully intense.

In just a moment, the right arm of Daemon Daoist holding the sword was directly shattered into a blood mist.

Her reaction was swift, transforming into a swarm of black mosquitoes scattering in all directions, then reforming a hundred miles away.

"What terrifying divine power!"

Daemon Daoist's body trembled, blood light surged throughout her, and an extremely mysterious Daoist charm enveloped her, eventually neutralizing that force.

At that moment, Yu Yuan also looked towards her.

Suddenly, Daemon Daoist sensed, emerging from deep within her heart, an emotion she hadn't felt in a long time…

Fear!

Coming from the depths of the Primordial Spirit, the purest form of fear!

Without hesitation, she looked towards a distant mountain peak and shouted, "Come aid me quickly!"

Without needing her reminder, the Cicada Daoist, clad in a yellow Daoist robe, had already sensed the abnormal situation, directly transforming into a golden light shooting towards Yu Yuan.

Simultaneously, Daemon Daoist also swung the Yuan Tu Sword at Yu Yuan.

"Hum—"

The Yuan Tu Sword emitted a sky-high blood-thirsty aura, containing countless ancient fierce beast souls and spirits, crashing towards Yu Yuan like a tide.

"Have you two always been this brave?"

Yu Yuan swung the Mixed Gold Hammer, forcing the overwhelming blood-thirsty aura to roll back, sweeping towards Daemon Daoist instead.

"Kill!"

The Yuan Tu Sword vibrated again, with Daemon Daoist letting go of the spiritual treasure, directly controlling it with her Primordial Spirit.

The sky filled with blood-thirsty aura condensed into a thin beam packed with limitless lethal intent, directly aiming for the center of Yu Yuan's forehead.

It was a deathly strike, aimed at directly annihilating the Primordial Spirit and severing the lifeline!

Facing this highly concealed lethal beam, a cracked bell appeared above Yu Yuan's head, his body "BlingBling" sparkled with five-colored beams, simultaneously emitting a "ding" sound.

The visible bell waves instantaneously dispersed, completely isolating a hundred-yard diameter space around Yu Yuan.

This was the maximum range the small cracked bell could achieve, but coincidentally, it captured the Yuan Tu Sword.

Not one to be modest, Yu Yuan reached out and hammered down on the Yuan Tu Sword.

"Hmm!"

Daemon Daoist grunted, and the Primordial Spirit attached to the sword was instantly severely damaged.

Ignoring her injuries, she hastily recalled the Yuan Tu Sword.

However, a large hand reached out, firmly gripping the Yuan Tu Sword.

"Now, it belongs to me!"

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