Wang Haiwen narrowed his eyes and turned to Luo Jianfeng.

"Your Tianxuan sect’s little double is very courageous." He said with a mocking expression.

"The other competitors are avoiding the Ten Evils sect, but that little double has taken the initiative to provoke a ghost refiner..., how brave!" Fang Minghui, one of the Hanging Garden sect’s grand elders, complimented, but his eyes were filled with schadenfreude.

"Disciple Shen is too reckless." Another grand elder said.

"A peak-stage fusion realm cultivator challenging a mid-stage mahayana realm ghost refiner..., this is unheard of."

"The little double has bitten more than he can chew."

"That little double is a beauty. It’s a waste for him to fall here."

Hearing this, Luo Jianfeng and the other Tianxuan sect tribulation transcending realm cultivators didn’t comment.

After all, they had witnessed what Shen Xu and Zhen Yuan could do.

Although the match looked uneven at the moment, they knew that neither Shen Xu nor Zhen Yuan was the impulsive kind.

Since Shen Xu had chosen the opponent, he was sure to win the plot or cause the competitor to lose a layer of skin.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, what do you think?" Xu Xue asked, looking at Luo Jianfeng with an expressionless face, but her heart wasn’t as nonchalant.

She had been observing Luo Jianfeng and the other Tianxuan sect grand elders since the topic began.

As a result, she noticed that the people were not afraid or panicked. Instead, they seemed to be waiting for a show and didn’t think Shen Xu would win.

’Is the little double so formidable?’ She wondered and decided to probe Luo Jianfeng’s true thoughts.

However, Luo Jianfeng didn’t answer and instead smiled with a careless expression.

"It’s useless to worry about those two brats." He said, and the other Tianxuan sect elders nodded in agreement.

"They will do whatever they want, regardless of our thoughts. It’s best to wait and see." Xuanyuan Feng said and shrugged with a helpless expression.

"The fellow Daoists of the Tianxuan sect are too complacent." A female cultivator said, and everyone turned to look at her.

The person was Wang Cuiping, a late-stage tribulation transcending realm cultivator of the casual cultivators’ alliance.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, do you know something?" Xu Xue asked, and Wang Cuiping nodded before shaking her head.

"I know nothing about Disciple Shen, but I know something about Meng Quan." She started and quickly continued.

"As far as I know, Meng Quan is the so-called Evil Ghost Dream. He killed countless cultivators and used their souls to raise evil ghosts. It’s said that his ghost banner has more than nine hundred ghosts."

Hearing this, the surrounding tribulation transcending realm cultivators frowned and a trace of murderous intent leaked from several people.

However, everyone understood that the competition was not the place to assert righteousness and stamp out evil.

Still, it made the orthodox cultivators uncomfortable to hear that the Evil Ghost Dream had more than nine hundred evil ghosts in his ghost flag.

After all, the evil ghosts ate souls to maintain and advance their cultivation. Referring to this, it was not difficult to estimate that Meng Quan had killed more than one million cultivators to raise a nine-hundred-strong evil ghost’s army. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

’This kind of vermin needs to be eliminated.’ Xu Xue decided, but a boisterous laugh interrupted her thoughts.

"Our sect’s Meng Quan has always been a diligent cultivator." Wang Haiwen declared, and someone growled in anger.

"Is something wrong, fellow Daoist Qi?" The man asked, looking at another tribulation transcending realm cultivator.

"What can be wrong?" Qi Jun spoke through gritted teeth.

’What a shame.’ He thought, wanting to release his hammer and smash the heretics of the Ten Evils sect.

"Are you sure there is nothing wrong?" Wang Haiwen asked, smiling at Qi Jun before continuing.

"Fellow Daoist Qi..." He started, but a voice interrupted the brewing conflict.

"Disciple Shen and Meng Quan are about to start." The voice said, and everyone focused their spiritual sense on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, Shen Xu waved his hand and released his hammer, causing Meng Quan to burst into laughter.

"Little double, are you going to use a hammer to beat my ghosts?" He teased.

After all, unlike ghost cultivators, evil ghosts were non-corporeal and ordinary weapons couldn’t do anything to them.

"Beauty, I can let you go if you stop now." Meng Quan offered in a coy voice.

Unfortunately, Shen Xu didn’t eat that set and immediately attacked.

Although he was using a physical weapon, the hammer face was coated with a layer of soul power that could easily deal with level five evil ghosts.

In the blink of an eye, the one hundred level five evil ghosts were beaten to pieces, and Meng Quan couldn’t help but frown.

"You can actually use your soul power so effectively?" He asked, his eyes narrowed into slits.

As an alchemist, Shen Xu was naturally adept at using soul power.

However, an ordinary alchemist or soul cultivator would not be able to utilise their soul power so effectively.

Thankfully, Shen Xu and Zhen Yuan had encountered the soul river and were forced to practice soul power control for many years.

As a result, although his soul power was only the mid-stage of level eight, the double utilised his soul power more efficiently and effectively than most tribulation transcending realm seniors, let alone Mahayana realm cultivators.

"I now know why you are so confident, but you have underestimated me." Meng Quan said and waved his ghost banner, releasing another one hundred evil ghosts.

However, this time, the evil ghosts were not level five but level six.

"How much soul power do you have? How long can you keep it up?" Meng Quan asked, and Shen Xu sneered.

"It’s not me who has underestimated you, but you who has overestimated yourself." He said and swung his hammer.

Shen Xu used an ordinary smashing technique in the first attack, but this time, he combined his soul power with the first turn of the unrivalled dissonant hammer technique.