’Is this really a Grandmaster of Refining the Internal Organs?!’

Xu Yunfan was a little doubtful. He couldn’t help but grin provocatively. "Old man, is that all your Seven Kills Sword has got?"

Before his words even faded, the mountain patterns on the Shaking Mountain Sea-Suppressing Hammer suddenly glowed crimson. The wind from the hammer’s swing swept past, and the third-floor’s carved screen exploded into dust with a BOOM.

"Die!"

Jiang Tianyang’s hair and beard stood on end. A terrifying aura erupted from his withered body.

The Broken Blood-colored Sword Qi shot out from the tip of his sword, carving seven deep gouges into the entire floor.

A roar escaped his throat. Before the Sword Gang even arrived, the roof tiles of a teahouse thirty zhang away were already cracking and shattering.

CLANG!

The explosive sound of the hammer and sword colliding shattered all the remaining intact window lattices of the Changfeng Tavern.

The muscles on Xu Yunfan’s arms bulged like dragons. Beneath his skin, the golden patterns of the Profound Steel Hundred Forgings Technique mingled with his Pure Yang True Qi. Fueled by the immense Powerful Qi generated by his Great Success in the Yijing Marrow Cleansing Skill, every strike of his hammer carried the force of a mountain collapse.

Jiang Tianyang’s longsword danced, his Seven Kills Sword Qi transforming into a blood-red flood dragon that coiled around the hammer’s shaft. The floor beneath their feet suddenly caved in, and the entire tavern trembled violently.

On the one hundred and fiftieth move, Xu Yunfan swept out with his "Five Peaks Fall" Hammer Technique. Jiang Tianyang dodged, but the aftershock from the hammer’s wind snapped the western load-bearing pillar in half.

The three-story building groaned as if unable to bear the strain. An ornamental beast on the corner of the eaves broke off with a CRACK and smashed onto the street below, causing the spectating cultivators to retreat in panic.

RUMBLE!

On the two hundredth move, Jiang Tianyang thrust his sword toward Xu Yunfan’s throat, but was repelled by the face of the hammer.

A savage Qi Force exploded in a ring. The eastern wall of Changfeng Tower completely collapsed, and the flying bricks and stones pierced through the gilded sign of the pawnshop across the street.

The outer walls of buildings within a thirty-zhang radius were covered in spiderweb cracks. A Bronze Pill Furnace in front of the apothecary was sheared in half by a stray blast of Sword Qi.

On the two hundred and ninety-ninth move, Xu Yunfan suddenly changed his technique.

His right foot stomped through the floor, sinking him to his knee. He swung his left hammer upward in the "Thousand Jins Form." The wind from the hammer, infused with Pure Yang True Qi, made Jiang Tianyang’s Body-Protecting Sword Gang sizzle and hiss.

The old monster retreated three steps, his back crashing into and collapsing the last remaining pillar.

CRACK!

The entire Changfeng Tower collapsed with a roar! Dust and smoke shot into the sky, and shattered wood and broken beams rained down.

Xu Yunfan charged forward, running across the falling floorboards. He crossed his twin hammers and brought them crashing down toward Jiang Tianyang’s skull.

The old monster hastily raised his arm to block. The crisp sound of his arm bone cracking echoed out, and he was smashed into the street like a broken sack, carving a ten-zhang-long trench in the bluestone slabs before his momentum stopped.

When the dust settled, all the buildings within a thirty-zhang radius of the ruins were nothing but rubble and broken walls.

The teahouse was reduced to a half-charred doorframe. After the tavern’s hundred-year-old vinegar vat exploded, an acidic mist filled the air.

Three hundred moves had passed in a flash.

At this moment, Jiang Tianyang’s hair and beard stood on end. His halted figure seemed to transform into a flash of sword light as he brought down his seventh sword, "Greedy Wolf," carrying with it long-accumulated Evil Qi.

Xu Yunfan suddenly spun, his left hammer swinging in a semi-circle to deflect the force. His right hammer shot out from under his ribs, its gilded beast-head pommel striking the sword’s blade precisely. The Earth Vein Power within the Shaking Mountain Sea-Suppressing Hammer surged and erupted.

CLANG!!

Amidst the tremendous clang, the webbing between Jiang Tianyang’s thumb and forefinger split open, and fine cracks appeared on his Broken Jade Sword.

In the brief pause for breath, Xu Yunfan’s expression was unchanged. His muscles were bulging, making his frame seem a full size larger than before. He raised his Heavy Hammer, pointing its head at Jiang Tianyang.

"It’s not too late to back down now."

But under the influence of the Seven Kills Sword’s Evil Qi, Jiang Tianyang’s eyes had already turned red. He couldn’t hear a word Xu Yunfan was saying and simply charged forward, sword in hand.

Xu Yunfan sighed. ’If Jiang Tianyang could just calm down, there might still be a way out of this. After all, I’m not happy about being set up either.’

He then said calmly, "I’ll finish you in three strikes."

"First strike!"

Xu Yunfan let out a long roar.

His spine moved like a great, undulating dragon. Pure Yang True Qi exploded from his Dantian into his limbs, and the crimson-gold patterns flowing beneath his skin faintly coalesced into the shape of dragon scales.

The Shaking Mountain Hammer, infused with Mountain Soul Power, came crashing down. Jiang Tianyang hastily retreated three steps and blocked with the flat of his blade, but the Hammer Force caved in his sternum.

The window lattices of the still-intact buildings on the west side of the street shattered with a CRASH. Splintered wood mixed with the remnants of Sword Qi sprayed out for ten zhang.

Gasping for breath, Jiang Tianyang suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, spraying a mist of blood onto his sword.

An eerie green light seeped from the cracks. The Sword Pavilion’s Forbidden Technique, "Soldier Resolution," was activated!

His stooped body swelled up as if being inflated. Worm-like green veins bulged beneath his aged skin. The Broken Jade Sword transformed into a bolt of blood-red lightning and shot toward Xu Yunfan’s throat.

"Second strike!"

Xu Yunfan retreated, his feet plowing through the ground. Each step left a scorching, black mark on the paving stones.

He swung his right hammer in an upward, diagonal arc. The moment the mountain patterns on the hammer’s face touched the Blood Sword, his left arm suddenly swelled to three times its size. The sound of grinding metal came from under his skin—a sign that the Profound Steel Hundred Forgings Technique, combined with the Horizontal Training effects of the Yijing Marrow Cleansing Skill, had been pushed to its absolute limit.

CRACK!

The Broken Jade Sword shattered on impact, its shards flying in all directions like a torrential downpour.

A fragment grazed Xu Yunfan’s cheek, but the instant it touched his skin, it was repelled, leaving only a trail of sparks.

Jiang Tianyang staggered back, blood seeping from his seven orifices. The Seven Kills Sword Force behind him had mostly dissipated.

"You dare to clash with a Divine Weapon using a mere Treasure Artifact?"

Xu Yunfan sneered, crossing his twin hammers in front of his chest.

Blazing white Qi Force erupted from the pores all over his body. His Pure Yang True Qi merged with the Shaking Mountain Hammer’s Mountain Soul Power, coalescing above his head into the phantom image of a giant, three-zhang-tall hammer.

"Third strike!"

The hammer fell like a meteor crashing to earth.

Jiang Tianyang barely managed to raise his arm to block, but his bone emitted a sickening, grinding crack.

He was smashed into the ground, and spiderweb cracks spread out from him across the entire area.

A load-bearing pillar of a building on the southeast corner finally gave way, collapsing with half a floorboard in a cloud of dust that startled birds into flight all over the street.

When the dust settled, Jiang Tianyang lay limp in a zhang-deep crater, his right arm twisted at an unnatural angle.

Xu Yunfan stomped his foot, shattering the last wisp of Protective Sword Qi over Jiang Tianyang’s chest. The tip of his hammer rested on the man’s sternum, feeling as heavy as ten thousand jins.

Many of the surrounding buildings were tilted, on the verge of collapse. The remaining window frames creaked and swayed in the wind, shedding wood shavings like falling snow.

"A Sword Pavilion Elder?" Xu Yunfan scoffed as the mountain patterns on his hammer faded. "Nothing special."

After saying this, Xu Yunfan didn’t pause for a moment. He glanced at the Taoist Sect disciples, who were standing by looking completely flabbergasted.

"You all stay here and handle the compensation."

Chen Hong’s lips trembled. He nodded emphatically. "Yes, Senior Brother Xu!"

Xu Yunfan stomped his foot, and the bluestone street collapsed three inches with a roar.

His figure was like a goshawk soaring through the sky. In a single leap, he landed on the upturned eaves of the tallest building on Vermilion Bird Avenue. The gilded ornamental beast there was crushed to powder by his landing.

He surveyed his surroundings, paused for a moment in silence, then slid his Heavy Hammers back into the clasps at his waist.

He formed the Linn Character Seal with his hands in front of his chest.

"Lin."

The moment he formed the seal, the Linn Character Technique activated. Within his Sea of Consciousness, the turbulent emotions of killing intent, doubt, and contempt were instantly suppressed as if they had met their natural predator, frozen in an instant.

A "Self God" with a face identical to Xu Yunfan’s emerged from his Purple Mansion. It sat cross-legged on a lotus throne in the center of his Sea of Consciousness, its eyes shimmering with the indifferent, cold light of Supreme Forgetting Emotions.

Entering a state akin to a flow state, everything in the world around him was imprinted upon his mind.