The Sword Light was fierce, its sharp intent pulsing as it pierced through the air. With an ear-piercing sound like tearing silk, it knocked aside the Five Elements Immortal Binding Rope, leaving a gash upon the rope.

Zhou Boyi had been refining the Immortal Binding Rope for a long time, and his spirit was already linked to it.

When the Celestial Waterfall Sword damaged the rope, he immediately felt a splitting pain.

"Senior Brother Zhou, the Blood Spirit Scripture was approved by our Sect’s Bai Shui Hall Master for promotion within the Sect. By casually calling it an Evil Technique, are you suggesting your judgment surpasses his?"

Yang Jing said to Zhou Boyi, gripping the Celestial Waterfall Sword.

A flash of panic crossed Zhou Boyi’s eyes at Yang Jing’s words. However, he had not earned his great reputation by being a useless fool.

"I may not know how you deceived Junior Martial Uncle Bai Shui, but when this Blood Spirit Scripture is used, it reeks of malevolent Blood Qi. One glance is enough to see it’s no proper Daoist Technique. After Nephew Zha Wenxun was struck by that Blood Shadow Penetration, his qi and blood were severely weakened. If that’s not an Evil Technique, then what is?"

The Cultivators watching the Magical Combat also began to waver.

This was because the Blood Shadow Shao Zhongguang had transformed into didn’t just resemble an Escape Technique; it was more akin to an Outer Celestial Demon. Some of those bizarre Outer Celestial Demons could also transform into blood shadows, rendering them immune to attacks from a Cultivator’s Magical Artifacts.

Yang Jing gave a nonchalant smile and suddenly reached out to grab Zhou Boyi. A tremendous surge of Celestial Gang Qi erupted, coalescing into a massive, azure-gold hand with clearly visible palm lines, which shot directly toward Zhou Boyi.

"The Pure Yang Qi Great Capture Technique!"

Fiery Fire True Monarch had been about to reveal himself and put a stop to this internal strife. But upon seeing Yang Jing unexpectedly use the long-lost Pure Yang Qi Great Capture Technique, he had a change of heart and decided to remain hidden and observe.

The Pure Yang Qi Great Capture Technique hadn’t been seen on the Western Continent for a thousand years. Although Zhou Boyi was one of the most outstanding True Disciples, even he couldn’t immediately identify the origin of the massive azure-gold hand.

All he could do was push his Five Elements Immortal Binding Rope to its absolute limit. A brilliant, five-colored light erupted from it as it flew to entangle the approaching Gang Qi Hand.

But the Qi Power within the Gang Qi Hand far exceeded Zhou Boyi’s expectations. It was also exceptionally agile; Yang Jing was even able to use it to execute an incomparably exquisite Palm Technique.

Like an ox’s tongue rolling up grass, the Gang Qi Hand effortlessly broke the Five Elements Immortal Binding Rope’s entanglement and balled the entire rope into a sphere.

Cold sweat broke out on Zhou Boyi’s back. He pushed his Divine Sense and Magical Power to their absolute limits, only to find he still couldn’t wrest control of the Five Elements Immortal Binding Rope and escape the grasp of the Gang Qi Hand’s Palm Technique.

The Gang Qi Hand suddenly exerted Giant Power, slamming the Five Elements Immortal Binding Rope down onto the ground with a single slap.

"BOOM!"

The Magic Battle Platform, built to withstand Magical Combat between Foundation Establishment Cultivators, let out a thunderous, earth-shattering roar. The Dharma Platform shook violently, instantly cracking and buckling. Among the onlookers, Cultivators with lower Cultivation levels felt the world tremble, their faces turning pale with fright.

This single blow damaged the Five Elements Immortal Binding Rope more severely than the earlier sword strike had.

With his spiritually-linked Magical Treasure severely damaged, Zhou Boyi instantly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes nearly splitting from their sockets as he glared at Yang Jing.

The next moment, the Gang Qi Hand seized Zhou Boyi, enclosing him in its palm.

The slightest bit of pressure would be enough to crush him into a bloody pulp.

Terror gripped Zhou Boyi’s heart. He stared at Yang Jing in disbelief.

"Yang Jing! Now that you’ve exposed your practice of an Evil Technique, are you planning to silence me by killing me?! There are over a thousand people watching! Do you think you can slaughter them all in one go?"

The spectating Cultivators were shocked by Yang Jing’s overwhelming Magical Power. In just over a dozen exchanges, he had effortlessly defeated Zhou Boyi.

"Senior Brother Zhou, I only wished to demonstrate a Cultivation Technique with you. What’s all this talk about silencing and killing?" Yang Jing said to Zhou Boyi, floating in mid-air while holding Shao Zhongguang in one hand.

"Did you recognize the Cultivation Technique I just used, Senior Brother?"

Yang Jing knew there was something suspicious about Zhou Boyi and Zha Wenxun’s actions. Without the Noble Lineage instigating things from behind the scenes, it would have been impossible for such a huge uproar to occur.

However, it was an undeniable fact that Zhou Boyi was jealous of him for obtaining the Nine Marvelous Creation Qi. On top of that, he was trying to brand the Blood Spirit Scripture as an Evil Technique.

Yang Jing had no qualms about making him suffer a bit to teach him a lesson.

As the Gang Qi Hand squeezed, many of Zhou Boyi’s bones shattered. He stared blankly at the massive, amber-like hand of greenish-yellow Gang Qi, and a legendary Cultivation Technique suddenly surfaced in his mind:

"True Yang Body!"

"It’s the True Yang Body!"

Among the watching True Disciples, some well-read individuals also recognized the legendary Cultivation Technique.

"Correct! It is the True Yang Body. The True Yang Body excels at suppressing all kinds of Demon Skills and Evil Techniques. If the Blood Spirit Scripture I created were an Evil Technique, then the moment I grasp Shao Zhongguang with the Pure Yang Qi Grand Capture, he would surely be incinerated by Yang Fire and reduced to ash!"

As Yang Jing spoke with a smile, his Celestial Gang Qi shifted, transforming into a large Gang Qi palm that grasped Shao Zhongguang.

Because the Blood Spirit Scripture drew heavily from the Black Death Seven Tribulations Scripture and the Divine Techniques of the Profound Yin Blood Demon, it did indeed possess a more sinister aura compared to standard Taoist Sect techniques.

Shao Zhongguang had used this technique to defeat Zha Wenxun, a cultivator with a higher Cultivation level. In the process, the Blood God’s Magical Power had absorbed a portion of his opponent’s qi and blood, along with his fear and resentment, causing the quality of Shao Zhongguang’s own Magical Power to immediately improve.

Yang Jing needed to provide irrefutable proof that the Blood Spirit Scripture was not an Evil Technique. The True Yang Body, a renowned technique for Subduing Demons, was the best possible endorsement.

Gripped by the Gang Qi Hand, Shao Zhongguang instinctively tried to struggle. But the hand was like a mountain, utterly immovable.

He even had the illusion that he was like an insect; if the Gang Qi Hand squeezed just a little harder, it could crush him into a pool of foul blood.

After defeating the somewhat famous Inner Sect Disciple Zha Wenxun, a seed of arrogance had begun to sprout in his heart. Even though Zhou Boyi’s show of power had intimidated him, he still held onto the belief that the tables would one day turn.

It wasn’t until he witnessed a true Great Divine Power User like Yang Jing in action that he was overcome by a sense of awe and despair at the vast, insurmountable gulf between them.

When the spectators saw that Shao Zhongguang, while held by the Gang Qi Hand, showed no signs of being immolated by Yang Fire, they were immediately convinced by Yang Jing’s words.

The True Yang Body was the foremost technique on the Western Continent for suppressing Celestial Demons, its reputation even surpassing that of the Beichen Yellow Dragon Scripture. It was said to be impervious to all forms of evil and as incompatible with a Celestial Demon’s Demonic Qi as fire and water.

No matter how exquisite Yang Jing’s control over his True Yang Body was, if he were dealing with a true Demon Skill, it would be impossible for there to be absolutely no reaction.

Zhou Boyi had never imagined that on top of all his other achievements, Yang Jing had also found the time to cultivate the True Yang Body, a Body Refining Technique notorious for its difficulty.

Such talent was simply despair-inducing.

"Impossible! How can someone with such outstanding talent exist in this world!"