Wuji is missing, and the Eastern Gate forces his sister into marriage.

"Ha!"

Baili Qingyan charged fiercely toward Li Qianjun. However, a pair of horns suddenly sprouted from the top of Li Qianjun's head. With just a slight dip of his torso, those horns pierced straight through Baili Qingyan's left and right chest!

Completely impaled!

"The difference in... level is simply too vast," Baili Qingyan gasped in strain. Gritting his teeth, he rolled over as two jets of blood spurted from his chest.

Meanwhile, muscles bulged all over Li Qianjun's body, making him look like a monstrous brute. "How perilous! If this old man hadn't invoked my demon spirit ability in time, I might have actually been wounded by you!"

"Wuji, hurry and leave! This person is far too powerful... *cough, cough*—he's even stronger than Dongmen Yong!" Baili Qingyan managed to say with great effort.

Baili Qingyan, who had severed his earthly attachments to easily deal with the Swordsman Dongmen, found himself unable to even close the distance against Li Qianjun. Clearly, this was an outcome none of them had anticipated.

Li Qianjun reverted to his original appearance, the horns on his head vanishing, and began walking step by step toward the two of them.

"Since the two of you refuse to see reason, so be it. I shall kill you first, and then see what other treasures you have on your bodies!" As he spoke, Li Qianjun's expression twisted into a savage grin.

Xie Wuji immediately picked up the ancient mirror and swung it toward Li Qianjun once more, only to find that the mirror no longer emitted any light!

"You fool, you've already temporarily exhausted the power of that spiritual artifact. Your mirror is nothing more than a damaged spiritual artifact to begin with!" said the Undying Bird residing within Xie Wuji's dantian.

Xie Wuji asked, "Is there... any other way to counterattack?"

"Don't you want to die?"

"My death doesn't matter, but there is no need to drag Baili Qingyan down with me. He only did this to encourage me..." Xie Wuji replied.

"Aren't you still capable of that sword formation?" the Undying Bird prompted.

Xie Wuji gave a start, instantly recalling the matter.

Though he had no idea what kind of destructive power the Thirty-Six Lesser Sword Formation possessed, he had no choice now but to treat a dead horse as if it were still alive.

Staggering to his feet, he shouted, "Stop, Li Qianjun! Don't even think about harming another hair on Qingyan's head!"

*Bang!*

Baili Qingyan was kicked far away.

Seeing Baili Qingyan's miserable state, Xie Wuji let out a cry of grief and immediately pulled out the thirty-six Spirit Snake Swords.

"Oh ho! Not only do you possess spiritual artifacts from the Demonic Sound Workshop, but you actually have the spiritual energy of those seductive bitches from Snake Island as well? Hahaha, it seems you are nothing more than a petty thief!" Li Qianjun mocked.

"Is that so..." Xie Wuji maneuvered the thirty-six spirit swords, arranging them in a specific pattern.

To everyone's astonishment, the thirty-six spirit swords instantly formed the Thirty-Six Lesser Sword Formation!

As the initial shape of this sword formation took form, Li Qianjun's pupils contracted violently. "I knew the swordsmanship you displayed on the arena stage was no mere fireworks! Exactly what kind of person are you?!"

"Stealing from sects and plundering treasures—how do you still have the face to accuse others?" Xie Wuji waved both hands instantly, and the thirty-six spirit swords began to spin rapidly in the sky.

A magnificent formation of thirty-six spirit swords continuously shifted in the firmament, ultimately aligning themselves according to the configuration of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Stars, with every single blade pointing directly at Li Qianjun!

Li Qianjun was greatly alarmed, his expression shifting drastically. "It truly is the Immortal Heaven Sword Formation! Are you actually a remnant of the Immortal Heaven Sword Sect? Just which faction do you belong to—the Undying Eternal Sect or the Immortal Heaven Sword Sect?!"

"As expected of a sect master, to still be aware of this... The Immortal Heaven Sword Sect... shall endure for all eternity!" Xie Wuji roared, channeling every last ounce of his strength into the thirty-six spirit swords.

Swordsman Dongmen shouted angrily, "Sect Master Li, I'll help you!"

With that, Swordsman Dongmen hurled his ten flying swords forward in a streak.

In the blink of an eye, the ten flying swords closed in on the sword formation, a look of excited anticipation dawning on Swordsman Dongmen's face.

However, his smile quickly froze. Trapped beneath the sword net of the Thirty-Six Lesser Sword Formation, his ten flying swords were like mere ants beneath a rolling cloud—before they could even get close, they were crushed into fine powder by the overwhelming pressure of the sword formation!

The Thirty-Six Lesser Sword Formation transformed into a streak of brilliant light, hurtling directly toward Li Qianjun.

Gritting his teeth, Li Qianjun suddenly whipped out a shield. "Damn it! So you really are a remnant of the Immortal Heaven Sword Sect! Our founding patriarch gave strict orders: any remnant of the Immortal Heaven Sword Sect encountered must be executed without mercy!"

As he spoke, the shield expanded severalfold. It was a ghost-faced shield, instantly recognizable as an extraordinary spiritual artifact.

Yet the sword light of the Thirty-Six Lesser Sword Formation was like a Gatling gun, intertwining into a concentrated barrage that swept relentlessly across Li Qianjun!

Dark clouds rolled across the sky, accompanied by rumbles of thunder, as if the firmaments themselves were stirred by Xie Wuji's fury.

However, Xie Wuji could feel a massive spiritual backlash enveloping him.

*Puff!*

The shield was pierced and disintegrated. Just as the sword light was about to inflict a fatal wound on Li Qianjun, the Thirty-Six Lesser Sword Formation suddenly began to collapse of its own accord.

Xie Wuji's energy could no longer sustain it; his own spiritual reserves were already depleted, and he had been fighting entirely on overdraft.

Xie Wuji was instantly repelled by the rebound.

At that moment, Li Qianjun burst into ecstatic laughter. "The Immortal Heaven Sword Formation is nothing special after all!"

Just as he prepared to close in for the kill, a group of figures clad in black suddenly materialized out of thin air. These masked figures hurled a large number of smoke bombs, instantly obscuring everything in the surrounding area.

"Damn it, don't run!" Li Qianjun had never expected Xie Wuji to have accomplices—something Xie Wuji himself had not anticipated either!

When the smoke cleared, very few people remained at the scene.

Over on his side, Swordsman Dongmen roared in fury, "Ahhh! Xie Wuji, show yourself!"

However, Xie Wuji had long since vanished without a trace, his life or death unknown, and Baili Qingyan was likewise nowhere to be found.

"Nephew, take your father's remains back to your quarters first. I will immediately send word to the Sovereign of the Li State, asking him to issue a nationwide warrant for the arrest of Xie Wuji and Ding Desheng!" Li Qianjun said with a fierce expression.

"Please, Sect Master Li, help me avenge my father no matter what! From this day forward, I am willing to serve you as a beast of burden!" Swordsman Dongmen gritted his teeth, his body trembling with rage.

"Take his severed arm; the Exalted Immortal Sect has top-tier physicians who can reattach it for you," Li Qianjun glanced sideways at Swordsman Dongmen.

Swordsman Dongmen respectfully complied.

...

Meanwhile, trapped within a cage was the Blazing Demon Chicken, and standing before the cage was Li Dachui.

Li Dachui sat cross-legged on the ground, his face a mask of utter shock. "How can this be? Why would Brother Wuji betray the Danxia Sect? His loyalty to the sect is known to all!"

"Brother Li, I know this is hard for you to accept, but Xie Wuji has always been associated with Ding Desheng. Now that we have Xie Wuji's spirit beast, tracking him down is only a matter of time," Swordsman Dongmen said.

By this time, Swordsman Dongmen's severed arm had already been reattached.

Li Dachui remained silent for a long time. Swordsman Dongmen patted Li Dachui's shoulder, sighed heavily, and walked away.

Returning inside the house, his younger sister, Dongmen Xianyun, kept vigil beside their father's coffin, weeping almost incessantly.

Dongmen剑豪 glanced at his sister. When he had gone to the Exalted Immortal Sect, he had met Li Qianjun, who had put forward a single demand. Though hesitant, Dongmen Swordsman had ultimately agreed.

"Sister, there is something I must tell you." Dongmen Swordsman bit his lip before finally speaking up.

Dongmen Xianyun, her face streaked with tears, asked, "Brother, what is it?"

"I plan to marry you off to Li Wuyou, the young master of the Exalted Immortal Sect..." Dongmen Swordsman stated each word deliberately.

Dongmen Xianyun's delicate frame trembled violently. She whipped her head around to stare at him. "Our father's body is not yet cold, and you are already forcing me to marry?!"

"Xianyun! Can you stop being so willful?! The Danxia Sect is in mortal peril right now! All seven elders are missing alongside Ding Desheng, and Father, who was our Sect Master, was murdered by Xie Wuji's scheme. The entire Danxia Sect is walking a tightrope, on the verge of collapse! If we cannot forge ties with a major sect like the Exalted Immortal Sect, do you think the Danxia Sect will be able to survive in the Cloud-Top State any longer?!" Dongmen Swordsman roared.

Dongmen Xianyun had never heard her own brother raise his voice at her like this, and she was frightened pale.

Realizing his tone had been a bit too harsh, Dongmen Swordsman softened his voice slightly. "I'm sorry, I was just too anxious... But Sister, both you and I are Father's children. Father worked so hard to become the master of the Danxia Sect, and we must protect this foundation. Besides, Li Wuyou is an upright gentleman. By becoming family with them, we can at least ensure the Danxia Sect continues to survive..."

"Brother, let me think about it. Can you please just let me have some quiet time?" Dongmen Xianyun wiped away her tears and said.