"Tsk tsk, I thought acquiring this Spirit Jade Ore Vein was already a blessing for our Ancient Sword Sect, but unexpectedly, there's even a youngster adept at Daoist Skill delivering himself to our door. Indeed, the heavens favor our Ancient Sword Sect."

Bing Yuan Elder's old eyes were bright as he stared at Qin Yang.

Ling Quan, observing Qin Yang's Earth Escape technique just now, was also greatly astonished in his heart. Young Qin is indeed no ordinary person.

Boom~!

Bing Yuan Elder, a Celestial Tier Great Perfection expert, unleashed his aura without reservation. The Cold Ice Qi spread out, and the surrounding air quickly turned chilly.

"Boy, hand over the Daoist Skill you know, or else don't blame this old man for being ruthless."

Bing Yuan Elder coldly shouted, his right hand reached inside his sleeve, and an Ice White Longsword appeared in Bing Yuan Elder's hand.

The Ice White Longsword glimmered with a chilling light, its blade etched with a Flood Dragon pattern, clearly not an ordinary item.

"Heh, let's see if you'll obtain my Daoist Skill, or if I'll take your life."

Qin Yang sneered, a Purple Blood Soft Sword appeared in his right hand.

On the open ground in front of White Dragon Creek, just as the two were on the brink of combat.

In the distance, over ten thousand meters away in the sky, two large Black Feathered Eagles swept across the horizon.

These two Black Feathered Eagles spread their wings, each spanning a full ten meters, every feather radiating a faint black glow, their eagle eyes sharp as lightning, cutting through the sky.

On one of the Black Feathered Eagles, four people sat silently. If any Ancient Martial Artists were present, they would discover that the aura of three individuals was overwhelmingly intense.

The person seated at the front of the Black Feathered Eagle, wearing a moon-white robe with purple-gold patterns, had a refined countenance. A strand of white hair graced each temple, and within his eyes, a sharp gleam. He was none other than the current Sect Leader of the Ancient Sword Sect, 'Ling Jianzi'.

Behind Ling Jianzi sat an elder, wearing a moon-white robe with silver patterns, precisely the first Elder of the Ancient Sword Sect, 'Lei Tong'.

Seated behind Lei Tong was the third Elder of the Ancient Sword Sect, 'Tian Yan'.

Sect Leader Ling Jianzi, First Elder Lei Tong, Third Elder Tian Yan, all three were Celestial Tier Great Perfection experts, and among them, Sect Leader Ling Jianzi had already touched the barrier of the Innate Realm.

This kind of lineup was undeniably powerful.

As for the last person on this Black Feathered Eagle, it was the ninth Elder of the Ancient Sword Sect, Elder Zhi Huo, though at this moment his face looked a little pale, clearly not fully recovered from his injuries.

"Old Ninth, aren't you making too much of a fuss? Just a mere seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth, yet you call us out, that's one thing, but even summoned the Supreme Elder. Could it be you think that youngster has the strength of the Innate Realm?"

Tian Yan Elder spoke with a hint of displeasure in his tone.

With Bing Yuan Elder, the Second Elder stationed at White Dragon Creek, all four Celestial Tier Great Perfection experts of the Celestial Sword Sect had been mobilized.

Yet, even so, Elder Zhi Huo had also invited the Supreme Elder.

Aside from the fourth Elder to the eighth Elder, the five were guarding the Ancient Sword Sect. The highest level of top-tier power of the Ancient Sword Sect had been fully activated.

If word got out that the Ancient Sword Sect was making such a grand move just to deal with a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth, it would surely become a laughingstock among other major forces.

"Third Elder, that youngster is no ordinary person. To be on the safe side, calling the Supreme Elder is prudent."

Elder Zhi Huo spoke solemnly.

As he spoke, Elder Zhi Huo's eyes carried a trace of reverence, glancing toward the elder sitting alone on another Black Feathered Eagle in the sky.

That elder sat alone on that Black Feathered Eagle, with a somewhat haggard countenance, appearing ancient and decrepit, eyes closed as if asleep, yet the aura emanating from him was not to be underestimated.

This individual was the Supreme Elder of the Ancient Sword Sect, Elder Gu You.

"Old Ninth, you were hit once and got scared, right? Instead of maturing, you're reverting, thinking a mere eighteen-year-old youngster could be that formidable?"

Tian Yan Elder's brows furrowed slightly.

"Third Elder, Zhi Huo is not afraid; it's just that the youngster is not ordinary. You don't know that when I was defeated by that youngster, he only used three punches, and purely with physical strength, yet was able to seriously injure me. I didn't sense any Inner Power fluctuations from him that would indicate an Ancient Martial Artist, making it impossible to discern his origin."

Elder Zhi Huo recalled the events, speaking with a heavy tone.

"According to you, it's possible he's an external martial artist, and one whose strength has reached the Celestial Tier Great Perfection, which is rather rare. However, even so, calling for the Supreme Elder to accompany seems a bit much."

Tian Yan Elder pondered for a moment and spoke, external martial artists were relatively rare, focusing mainly on physical strength.

"Third Elder, the Spirit Jade Ore Vein concerns our Ancient Sword Sect's future development, and we mustn't be careless. With the Supreme Elder present, that youngster surely cannot escape."

Elder Zhi Huo stated.

"Old Ninth, I'm not criticizing you, but really…"

Tian Yan Elder, rash by nature, expressed his dissatisfaction then and there.

"Enough, Old Third, Old Ninth is right. Better safe than sorry. Anyone who can seriously injure Old Ninth with three punches is worth our Ancient Sword Sect's full effort to target."

First Elder Lei Tong spoke in a deep voice.

"Understood."

Upon hearing this, Tian Yan Elder nodded, saying no more.

The Black Feathered Eagle soared across the sky, and in the distant horizon, clouds drifted as a massive mountain range came into view at the edge of their line of sight.

That mountain range was the White Dragon Mountain Range.

At this moment, in front of White Dragon Creek, Sword Qi was raging in the air. Bing Yuan wielded the Ice Flood Dragon Longsword, while Qin Yang held the Purple Blood Soft Sword. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged over a dozen moves.

On the ground, the fierce Sword Qi carved deep cracks.

Clang~!

The two swords clashed, producing a clear ringing sound, and both retreated backward.

"These Ancient Martial Artists truly have exquisite swordsmanship."

Qin Yang's eyes lit up as he murmured.

In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, Sword Cultivators, though powerful, were not adept at close combat, often displaying long-range attacks with potent Treasure Swords or Sword Arrays. Close-quarters combat was rare, thus whenever Qin Yang engaged in close combat with Earth's Ancient Martial Artists, he learned quite a bit.

"Hmph, not bad, but next, I'll disable you with one strike."

Bing Yuan Elder's gaze turned cold, channeling all his Inner Power into the Ice Flood Dragon Sword. Instantly, the sword emitted an astonishing Sword Qi.

"Ice Flood Dragon Swordsmanship, Flood Dragon Emerges from the Sea."

Bing Yuan Elder coldly shouted, his form moving swiftly like a ghost, akin to a swimming dragon, tracing afterimages on the ground, and in a blink, arrived before Qin Yang.

Before the sword even touched, the Sword Qi had already pierced toward Qin Yang's chest.

Swoosh~!

A flash of earth-yellow light, and Qin Yang's figure vanished from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already five Zhang behind Bing Yuan Elder.

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