The three of them exchanged glances, and suddenly their bodies swelled as nature’s spiritual energy surged into their bodies at an extreme speed.

The speed was incredibly fast.

"Burning Heart Technique!"

Ningxue Sword snorted coldly: "Trying to make a hit in front of me!"

The ice-jade-like long sword suddenly flew into the air, unleashing a torrent of massive Sword Qi.

Thud, thud, thud, thud...

In an instant, thousands of blood holes appeared on the three bodies!

Even their heads disappeared as if melting like snow.

The spiritual energy that had just entered their bodies dispersed again like a Spirit Power Storm.

Only three ragged corpses remained on the scene.

Two wisps of black smoke slowly rose and vanished into nothing. That was the self-dissipation of the Five Spirits Gu after the host’s death.

"Two wisps?"

Fang Che widened his eyes: "Lord Jian, why are there only two wisps? Could someone be alive?"

Ningxue Sword slowly nodded, his expression grave to the extreme, with a hint of regret.

He still didn’t withdraw his sword field, and Sword Qi continued to sweep across the air as if still slaying something.

After a long while, the long sword flew back into his hand.

He held his sword, without sheathing it.

His eyes, icy cold, stared at the corpses on the ground.

Under his gaze, the bodies of the two women showed no change, but the man’s body slowly became ethereal.

Like someone melting in the air.

Leaving only a pool of fresh red blood on the ground.

A phantom appeared within Ningxue Sword’s sword field, taking the form of a spirited old man, surprisingly benign-looking.

Ningxue Sword, his sword in hand, flowing with resounding Sword Qi, said with hatred, "Dream Demon! Not your true form, after all!"

The old man’s spectral image smiled wryly and said flatly, "Lord Rui lives up to being the third in the world, such sword play is indeed earth-shattering."

Ningxue Sword, resentfully, said, "What a pity it’s not your old turtle form!"

"This is, after all, the Guardian’s territory; how could my true form come."

The old man shook his head with some melancholy: "But you’ve killed my two Nightmare Guards. Ningxue Sword, I’ll come to settle this account with you!"

Ningxue Sword shouted angrily, and his long sword turned into a swath of icy white light, pressing forward slowly.

The old man’s spectral image wavered in the icy white light and said faintly, "It’s useless, this is just a projection; even if you could shatter the projection, what would it achieve?"

Ningxue Sword retrieved his Sword Qi and replied flatly, "Sooner or later, I will personally slay your true form!"

The phantom laughed and said, "Though I am not your match, my Heavenly Centipede Avatar is unbeatable in this world. As long as you have the ability to find my true self, even if you kill me, it doesn’t matter."

"What a shame to miss such a feast."

The phantom looked regretfully at the myriad lights of Baiyun State and said faintly, "Farewell! Rui Qianshan, remember, I will come for the account of my two Nightmare Guards!"

"In this world, no one can kill my Nightmare Guards and remain unscathed. Ningxue Sword, guard well those you care about, hahaha..."

The phantom slowly ascended into the air, surprisingly passing through Ningxue Sword’s sword canopy without hindrance, laughing as it continued to float upwards.

Ningxue Sword looked resentful, but was powerless against the phantom.

It’s said this is the Defense Technique given by Celestial WOrm God to the Dream Demon, containing Divine Power Essence, and no one on the continent can break it.

As the phantom rose several dozen feet, it suddenly let out a miserable scream: "This... what is this!?"

The crowd looked up to see the phantom in apparent agony.

Struggling fiercely in the air.

This situation was like someone drowning being bitten by a crocodile.

In no time, the phantom’s right leg was gone!

The phantom hollered in terror: "What is this devil! Ningxue Sword, what sorcery is this of yours?"

It screamed and struggled, shouting for release: "Let me go, let me go..."

Desperately flying far away and upwards.

But after flying only a few dozen feet, the other leg was gone too, and the Dream Demon’s phantom’s scream was earth-shattering!

Yet no matter how it screamed, its body continued to disappear bit by bit.

It seemed that in the void, an invisible demon was constantly devouring its body!

Ningxue Sword swiftly turned his head, his gaze like a sword, sweeping across everyone present, seeing Yuan Jingjiang, Fang Che, and others all looked shocked beyond imagining, as if struck by lightning.

Each one was speechless, their eyes wide open, staring at the sky in disbelief.

Ningxue Sword couldn’t help scratching his head, full of confusion internally: Who the heck did this?

Could it really not be them?

The strange devouring continued in the air.

Right until the end, when the phantom was reduced to only a head, still screaming: "Let me go, let me go..."

But it wasn’t spared, and it was unknown what was devouring it.

Gradually, the phantom completely vanished into the air.

Everyone suddenly felt a chilling wind, subconsciously raising goosebumps.

This was such a bizarre phenomenon.

Not only had they never seen it before, they’d never even heard of it.

The air was filled with the pungent aroma of blood.

In the sky, stars twinkled, and the bright moon shed a light curtain.

Utter silence.

"It’s over."

Conscious of this, Ningxue Sword’s Divine Sense tightly clung to everyone present, seeking any peculiarities.

Yet, he found nothing after all this.

This situation seems familiar from ancient texts, but I just cannot recall... Ningxue Sword pondered deeply, to no avail.

Never mind, I’ll ask Ninth Brother later.

What on earth was this...

Yuan Jingjiang and Fang Che, like waking from a dream, with Fang Che looking pale and stunned, with a look of disbelief: "Lord Jian, just now... what happened?"

Ningxue Sword coughed and said, "In this world, there are too many things not understood or known by people. Just keep this matter in your heart."

"Indeed, Lord Jian’s miraculous means!"

Yuan Jingjiang prostrated himself, saying, "Lord Jian, unrivaled might!"

Ningxue Sword couldn’t help but tilt his head, looking at Yuan Jingjiang, pondering: "This guy seems like he’s deliberately giving me a black mark, stacking the credit onto me. Why does it feel like this guy is so suspicious?"

"Could this be his means, not wanting to expose himself?"

Ningxue Sword frowned, said, "Pack up, the matter of the Dream Demon should come to a close."

Fang Che asked, "Lord Jian, what was the cultivation level of those two women? I used the Divine weapon bestowed upon me and used all my cultivation power unexpectedly and yet couldn’t penetrate their bodies!"

Ningxue Sword laughed lightly: "This, it’s best not to know until your cultivation is higher. Knowing too much might breed a Heart Demon. If your Martial Arts path felt interminable, it wouldn’t be good for your mindset."

"Yes, thank you for your guidance, Lord Jian."

Fang Che expressed gratitude.

Then looked up at the sky, full of wonderment, and said: "This world indeed... has so much mystery. If I hadn’t seen tonight’s events with my own eyes, I wouldn’t believe such a thing could happen!"

He was genuinely astounded internally.

No lie.

Releasing the Golden Horned Flood Dragon to take a bite was an act of frustration, just wanting to try, not holding out hope, since even Ningxue Sword was helpless.

Yet as Little Jiao went out, it immediately seemed to see an unparalleled delicacy, tearing in frenziedly to devour the phantom directly!

Ate it thoroughly without a crumb left.

Then with a thought from Fang Che, Little Jiao returned to the Divine Thought space, lying on the Divine Formless Jade, absorbing Evil Qi.

The body even grew bigger.

Lazily unwilling to move, yet Fang Che completely sensed Little Jiao’s joy and satisfaction.

Ningxue Sword searched the two Nightmare Guards thoroughly, frowning.

Because there was almost nothing on them.

In the entire room, there was nothing.

There was only one Space Ring, and Ningxue Sword rudely wiped away the Divine Thought and checked with Divine Sense, feeling more frustrated.

There wasn’t much inside either.

"Not much in there, is there?"

Fang Che asked from the side.

"Yes."

"Then it proves... they are nearby."

Fang Che said, "If I’m not mistaken, what the Dream Demon’s phantom said earlier was definitely a lie. His true body should be somewhere in Baiyun State."

"Only this way can he easily control the avatar, and everything important would be stored there for easy access anytime."

Little by little, Fang Che analyzed: "But the Dream Demon cannot just come in himself, so in Baiyun State, there must be a force responding to him."

Ningxue Sword nodded, said, "That’s what I was thinking. I’ll need to stay in Baiyun State a few more days."

Fang Che lowered his head.

Speechless.

You feigned ignorance and bafflement earlier, almost spilling over, how could you say, ’That’s what I was thinking’ with a straight face?