In the Forbidden Garden, there was a vast square used for military drills and major ceremonies, but today, the square was surrounded by a sea of people—nearly half of Jingdu’s population had gathered here.
Despite the vast crowd, the entire place was eerily silent.
That was because everyone’s eyes were fixed on a young man in the center of the square.
At that moment, Xue Anchong casually gestured to Yan Peng in the distance and said languidly, "Come on, I’ll entertain you today!"
Yan Peng snorted angrily and signaled to someone beside him.
A dark figure flew straight into the center of the square and, upon standing firm, turned out to be a man cloaked in a black cape, his face obscured.
Seeing such swift movements and the terrifying aura emitted by the man, the numerous experts present couldn’t help but constrict their pupils.
Mei Xia’s expression also gradually grew solemn.
"Sister, can Mr. Xue win?" Nie Yihan asked worriedly.
Mei Xia shook her head slightly, "I’m not sure, but this man is clearly not simple!"
Although Mei Xia could not cultivate anything significant in this world, her keen senses allowed her to detect subtle hints.
She noticed that although the man in the black cape stood there, he essentially did not exist in her perception.
This discovery naturally shocked her.
When did the Eighth Prince acquire such a mysterious and formidable expert?
Meanwhile, Tang Ling’er also involuntarily clenched her heart, her face full of concern as she watched the scene unfold.
At that moment, Yan Peng sneered, "Xue An, you think you’re so powerful? This time, let’s see if you can defeat my subordinate!"
Pointing at Xue An and with a voice full of murderous intent, Yan Peng ordered, "Kill him!"
Upon the command, the man in black vanished instantly from his spot and reappeared beside Xue An, then struck out with a palm.
This ghostly speed elicited gasps from the crowd.
Yan Xi couldn’t help but cry out in alarm.
Yet facing this sudden palm strike, Xue An didn’t even flinch.
The palm looked set to hit Xue An.
The smirk on Yan Peng’s lips grew even more pronounced.
Just then, Xue An spoke in a cold voice, "To condense such a ghastly weapon with such evil techniques, how unabashedly reckless can you be?"
As he spoke, Xue An looked up, his eyes twinkling, and then pointed with his hand.
Crack.
The incoming palm strike shattered and then dispersed into a cloud of black mist.
The man in black screamed in pain but still recklessly charged forward.
Xue An snorted coldly, clenched his hand into a fist, and then threw a punch.
Bang.
The man in black was blown away, and midair, his cape shattered into pieces, revealing his form.
Seeing this form, the crowd gasped in shock.
The more faint-hearted were so frightened that they could barely stand.
What kind of person was this?
His body was covered in huge, crisscrossing wounds, as if stitched together piece by piece.
His face was enveloped in a dense black mist, and his eyes were utterly hollow.
This creature, like a demon, made many experts draw in a sharp breath.
Xue An’s expression was cold as ice as he said lightly, "It seems I overestimated your limits, using the souls of thousands to condense this creature. What, then, is it that you dare not do?"
With that, Xue An casually waved his hand.
A sword light streaked across the sky, piercing directly into the chest of this demonic creature and pinning it against the walls of the Forbidden Garden square.
Even such a strike didn’t immediately kill the creature; it let out a thunderous roar and desperately struggled.
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