Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest

Moments later, the storm ceased.

Yan Yu retracted Puppet Azhen back into his sleeve and swept the area with his Divine Sense. He did not find a trace of Jobby's remains, surmising that the giant comet had likely vaporized him along with anything he carried on his person.

The man's Thunder Flash was indeed quite formidable, but its flaw was equally obvious: once faced with overwhelming pressure on the battlefield that he could not handle gracefully, Jobby would subconsciously maximize the distance of his Flash, and he never considered flashing into the air but habitually moved around on the ground.

That is to say, as long as sufficient battlefield pressure was given, Jobby's next landing point after a Flash would generally be on the ground's circumference with himself as the center, spanning a radius of about six and a half meters. If he stood on the edge of the Sword Puppet Formation, with no way to flash out of it, that circumference would have to be halved.

After seeing through the opponent's tactical habits, what followed was a matter of luck—each time he flashed out, I would randomly select a few spots around this circumference and shoot at them one by one with both-hands Impact Curse. If I did that often enough, I would definitely hit the mark.

"I will not make a mistake. But you only need to make one mistake, and you're dead!"

With the outcome of the duel decided, the surrounding Sword Puppet Formation automatically dispersed, revealing Yan Yu, an unparalleled powerhouse standing with his hands behind his back.

A second Divine General Dinghai? What a joke! You dare to leech off my reputation without the rich battle experience of my two lifetimes?

What Supernova? Merely a meteor that has not yet fallen.

I still have surplus True Yuan!

Yan Yu turned and returned to the main hall, only to see Anna still battling the white-clad Sword Immortal.

The white-clad Sword Immortal was in a sorry state, having been trapped by Anna with who knows how many curses, constantly at a disadvantage, and even unable to deploy sufficiently delicate swordsmanship—Anna had clearly realized that this opponent was not human and had very limited mana capacity, so she went straight for a brute force strategy, aggressively exchanging attacks and defenses with the white-clad Sword Immortal, pushing both sides' mana consumption to the limit.

"You're back!" the white-clad Sword Immortal, seeing Yan Yu return, immediately shouted, "Come and slay me! Aren't you a Sword Immortal? How can a Sword Immortal delegate the killing of enemies to others?"

Yan Yu, however, completely ignored him and instead asked Anna:

"Didn't I say? When I come back, I want to see the nerve center, so why aren't you done fighting?"

"I never agreed to you!" Anna retorted immediately, "If you're so capable, why don't you try!"

"Right, right, right!" the white-clad Sword Immortal promptly added, "I don't want to fight her; I want to fight you!"

"It's not about whether I'm capable or not." Yan Yu had no intention of entering the fray, merely saying methodically, "Anna, with your insignificant strength, you still dare to bluster about detaining me in the Northern Border, isn't that laughable? I thought that given your strong attitude, you must have some real skill, but as it turns out, it's both sad and laughable!"

Anna, upon hearing this, trembled with anger; not only did her lips quiver, but she almost messed up casting her spells.

"Exactly, exactly!" the white-clad Sword Immortal vocally agreed, "She can't beat me at all! It's unsatisfying! Hurry up and switch with me to fight!"

"You're not worthy!" Yan Yu said with disdain.

"Why am I not worthy?" the white-clad Sword Immortal yelled.

After a moment of silence, Anna asked:

"So, do you want to switch in?"

"No need." Yan Yu sat down on the threshold of the main hall, "You two carry on fighting. I'll see how long you take."

Anna immediately glared and forcefully brought out all her spells, pressing the white-clad Sword Immortal to the point of extreme suffering.

"It couldn't be that after the big fight with that man just now, you've depleted your True Yuan, have you? Not daring to face me in battle?" the white-clad Sword Immortal provoked.

"Whether my True Yuan is depleted or not, you just keep guessing. But I see you are about to run out of True Yuan," Yan Yu mocked.

While struggling to defend himself, the white-clad Sword Immortal said:

"If it weren't for the fact that I had to deal with that alien earlier and he drained too much of my True Yuan, how could I be at a disadvantage now? If you are a Sword Immortal with integrity, fight me quickly and don't hide behind women to seize the advantage!"

"Wrong," Yan Yu said leisurely, "I'm having her test your strength. You can't even beat her, and you dare to challenge me? Are you worthy?"

"How am I not worthy..." The white-claed Sword Immortal suddenly burst forth, his sword light surged, and he screamed, "I am the Goalkeeper! I'm here to test you! It's not for you to test me!"

He suddenly employed Sword-Human Unity, and his majestic sword light shone like the sun, charging at Anna with immense momentum.

Anna seemed taken by surprise, and the sword light pierced through her chest.

The white-clad Sword Immortal revealed himself, joy lighting up his face, only to see Anna's body quickly shrink into a Puppet with a pierced chest, his elation instantly freezing on his face.

"Forcing me to use a substitute!" Anna, having narrowly escaped death, gritted her teeth angrily, thinking that she had intended to save this trick for Yan Yu, to make him think he had mistakenly killed her and was lamenting for life, only for her to suddenly jump out and embrace him with a passionate kiss... But now you've forced it out of me!

I must kill you!

Seeing her momentum growing, the white-clad Sword Immortal swallowed hard and suddenly turned to Yan Yu, tentatively asking:

"Would it matter if I begged you?"

Yan Yu didn't speak but simply snapped his fingers.

The Liangyi Sword shot out, and the white-clad Sword Immortal made a show of carving sword techniques and pretending to control the sword to intercept, loudly exclaiming:

"This White Rainbow Across the Sky is so fast..."

Before he could finish, the sword light had already pierced through his chest, and in his heart, a sense of relief washed over him.

Thank goodness, the sect tradition was ultimately passed on to a kinsman Sword Immortal and didn't fall into the hands of some foreign Hu Ji...

The white-clad Sword Immortal's figure dissipated like a mirage, and the Magic Sword in his hand turned into a streak of light like a returning swallow, shooting straight towards Yan Yu.

Yan Yu's reflexes were quick as he caught the sword, which had shrunk to the size of a palm and lay motionless in his hand.