The Demon Imprisonment Array was maintained by the immortal power of the disciples. Now that all the disciples controlling the formation were dead, the formation lost its source of immortal power and could no longer sustain itself.

With a crisp crack, the massive Demon Imprisonment Array shattered, completely disintegrating into specks of black light that vanished into the air.

"A tenth-grade immortal artifact."

The six high-ranking members of the Demon Controlling Sect witnessed this tragic scene with their own eyes, their expressions instantly changing, filled with shock, and they cried out in disbelief.

Fang Hong’s move completely exceeded their expectations.

They had originally thought that Fang Hong was just a Grand Unity Middle Stage Cultivator who didn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth, and that with the sect’s Demon Imprisonment Array, he could be easily subdued.

But they never expected that a mere Grand Unity Middle Stage Cultivator would possess a tenth-grade immortal artifact.

Their momentary underestimation cost them a heavy price.

The entire sect’s disciples were wiped out in an instant, filling the six high-ranking members with endless rage.

"Kill. Avenge our disciples."

The six high-ranking members’ faces contorted as they each took out their Natal Immortal Artifacts and lunged at Fang Hong, attempting to jointly kill him to avenge the fallen disciples.

However, it was already too late.

Facing the combined attack of the six high-ranking members, Fang Hong directly activated his Swift Wind Wings.

With a flap of his wings, his figure vanished from the spot, avoiding the first wave of attack.

Immediately after, Fang Hong, holding the soul severing sword, frantically circulated his immortal power, pouring all of it into the soul severing sword.

With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed a sword strike towards the six high-ranking members.

Whoosh.

A black electric arc streaked across the sky at extreme speed.

Aside from the Purple-Robed Old Man, the other five Elders’ expressions changed drastically; they tried to dodge but it was already too late.

The black electric arc instantly struck them. Without any suspense, their bodies were directly split in half, and their souls were sucked away by the closely following demon soul banner.

Their mutilated corpses fell from the sky, crashing heavily onto the ground, dead.

The Purple-Robed Old Man was able to miraculously survive because he was wearing a protective jade pendant.

The moment the black electric arc struck him, the protective jade pendant automatically activated, erupting with a golden light that blocked the fatal blow for him.

Even so, he was shaken by the electric arc Sword Qi, his blood Qi surging, and he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto a nearby mountain peak.

Boom.

After a loud bang, the mountain peak instantly collapsed, sending rocks flying and dust billowing, obscuring the sky.

In just a few breaths, the once-powerful Demon Controlling Sect was left with only the Purple-Robed Old Man alive.

All other disciples and Elders were dead, and the entire sect was enveloped in a deathly silence.

The Purple-Robed Old Man was the Sect Master of the Demon Controlling Sect.

He struggled to his feet from the rubble. His purple robes were tattered, blood continuously seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale, clearly indicating severe injuries.

The Purple-Robed Old Man took out a few dark-colored medicinal pills and, without hesitation, swallowed all of them.

The medicinal pills melted upon entering his mouth, and a violent medicinal power instantly erupted within his body, causing his aura to rapidly surge.

Clearly, he had made a certain decision to fight Fang Hong to the death.

After consuming the medicinal pills, the Purple-Robed Old Man was engulfed in a bloody light, his hair disheveled like a madman, and his aura was skyrocketing.

"What powerful medicinal pills." A hint of surprise flashed in Fang Hong’s eyes, and he was secretly astonished.

This old man’s aura now far exceeded the Peak Grand Unity realm; he had probably reached the Immortal King level.

"Kid, you destroyed my sect’s mountain gate and annihilated my sect. Today, even if I have to sacrifice this old life, I will definitely kill you."

The Purple-Robed Old Man was enveloped in a dense red light, his eyes bloodshot, and his face terrifyingly distorted.

Before he finished speaking, the Purple-Robed Old Man suddenly raised his right hand and unleashed a fiercely burning red flame at Fang Hong.

The flame had an eerie color, emitting terrifying high temperatures. It transformed into a red streak of light, instantly crossing hundreds of meters to appear before Fang Hong and fiercely blast towards him!

Fang Hong sensed the danger contained within the flame and dared not be careless. He quickly circulated his immortal power and cast the Golden Ice Divine Armor Art.

A set of blue ice armor appeared out of thin air, instantly covering Fang Hong’s entire body.

This ice armor exuded chilling cold Qi, its surface was smooth as a mirror, and even more peculiar, it was covered with golden patterns.

Bang.

A violent explosion suddenly erupted as the red flame and the blue ice armor collided fiercely.

A ferocious shockwave swept out, instantly emptying the surrounding air and forming an invisible Qi wave that spread in all directions.

Fang Hong was immediately sent flying by the terrifying impact, smashing through numerous Demon Controlling Sect buildings along the way. Dust billowed, obscuring the sky.

In an instant, a loud bang came from the rubble, sending debris and wood shards flying, and Fang Hong’s figure flew out from it.

Astonishingly, the blue ice armor on Fang Hong’s body was completely undamaged, still steadily protecting his body.

This was the power of a tenth-grade Immortal Art; its defensive capabilities were astonishing, enough to withstand Immortal King-level attacks.

"Who exactly is this kid? He even possesses such an advanced defensive Immortal Art."

Seeing this, the Purple-Robed Old Man’s expression instantly became extremely grim, and his brows furrowed deeply.

He hadn’t expected that his full-power strike, after ascending to the Immortal King realm by consuming medicinal pills, couldn’t even break through the opponent’s defense.

This increased his unease even further.

Without time to think, the Purple-Robed Old Man clenched his hands, and a pair of sharp claws appeared out of thin air in his grasp.

The claws were entirely black, their tips sharp as blades, shimmering with a cold, sinister light. They were clearly not ordinary items, but rather a powerful Immortal Artifact.

Immediately after, the Purple-Robed Old Man’s figure transformed into a red afterimage and lunged at Fang Hong again, his sharp claws aimed directly at Fang Hong’s vital points, intending to deliver a fatal blow!

Facing the Purple-Robed Old Man’s fierce offensive, Fang Hong showed no fear and met him head-on.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

For a time, high in the sky, the two engaged in an earth-shattering and fierce confrontation.

The crisp sounds of colliding Immortal Artifacts continuously rang out, clanging and sparking with electricity.

The entire space violently trembled under the aftermath of their battle.

The Purple-Robed Old Man, relying on the power of the medicinal pills, forcibly elevated his strength to the Immortal King realm, gaining a certain advantage.

Therefore, during the clash, he temporarily held the upper hand, his offensive fierce and relentless, wanting to quickly resolve Fang Hong.

However, Fang Hong’s Immortal Artifact was of extremely high quality, and the Immortal Arts he wielded were also extremely powerful and intricate, combining offense and defense, flowing smoothly in their execution.

The Purple-Robed Old Man was consistently unable to break through Fang Hong’s defense, nor could he inflict any substantial damage on Fang Hong.

"I am an Immortal King. You are just a kid in the Grand Unity Immortal Realm; how could you possibly be my opponent."

Seeing that he couldn’t win for a long time, the Purple-Robed Old Man grew increasingly impatient and roared out.