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However, this new divine skill combining sword and blade was clearly far inferior to the previous move "Snowragon's Fall" in terms of killing range. Therefore, Tan Yueer and the other two, who had not retreated but were hiding behind Morova, were now completely outside the attack range, not suffering the slightest bit of damage. Even as spatial ripples continuously spread from within that space, they could not harm them. Only Morova was completely trapped within Chen Xuanfeng's sword and blade space, his figure no longer visible.

"Fortunately, it was Morova who charged in; otherwise none of us would have been able to escape under such a dense onslaught," Carol frowned, looking at the terrifying power that had devoured the entire space like a monster, and said with lingering fear.

Xi Luo worriedly asked, "Is Morova okay?"

Tan Yueer nodded and said, "He’ll be fine. His 'Red Lotus Sword's' gaseous flame blade is the only epic divine weapon besides your 'Hero Sword' that is not afraid of Platinum Lightning attacks. After merging with the phantom beast, his strength is no less than the combined dual combat energy of that werewolf. Plus, the clever application of 'Lotus Substitute,' he can be said to be the only sword saint capable of restraining this werewolf."

Chen Xuanfeng's attack was fierce and naturally difficult to sustain, so before they could finish speaking, Morova and Chen Xuanfeng's figures gradually appeared in the space of platinum and purple-black interweaving before them.

"Attack—"

Although the previous situation was somewhat unexpected, Tan Yueer still issued the attack command the moment Chen Xuanfeng's sword and blade combination ended.

Tan Yueer held the "Nameless Heavenly Sword" on the left, Carol wielded the "Emperor-Slaying Thunder Blade" on the right, and Xi Luo leaped into the air, his Hero Sword displaying the brilliance of ice, fire, and wind powers, sealing off the entire upper space. Together with Morova's frontal position, the four had instantly completed the attack formation against Chen Xuanfeng. Even if the enemy were at full strength, it would be impossible for them to withstand the combined attack of four saint-level warriors, let alone now when he was in a weakened state. A single successful strike would surely kill this werewolf, who had nearly altered the fate of the entire continent.

However, Chen Xuanfeng's actions completely surprised them.

This silver-haired werewolf did not counterattack, resist, or retreat. He had even sheathed his sword and blade behind his back, just sneering as he activated the accelerated "Magic Aura," rushing forward like a gust of wind, brushing past Morova and breaking out of the encirclement. The Knight of the Flame Phoenix, who should have intercepted the werewolf, seemed stunned, failing to block.

"Morova, what are you doing..." Carol suddenly missed his target, seeing his companion's unusual silence, and couldn't help but loudly ask. But as soon as the words left his mouth, they choked.

Morova, this red-haired young sword saint who had risen from a mercenary, though still standing, had no trace of life left in his eyes.

The young Knight of the Flame Phoenix was already dead.

In his hand, he held a cylindrical red hilt, the body of the Ten Realms Red Lotus Sword. However, at this moment, this epic divine weapon, one of the Ten Great Divine Swords, had been broken into two pieces. Only half remained in Morova's palm, while the other half, covered in countless scars, fell to the ground.

Morova dared to face Chen Xuanfeng's sword and blade divine skill alone, relying on the Ten Realms Red Lotus Sword's special ability "Lotus Substitute," which could instantly take on all fatal damage for its master. However, he never expected that the Red Lotus Sword would be destroyed before its master. Without the divine weapon, the "Lotus Substitute" naturally became an illusion, and Morova, having lost his weapon, could only use his own body to withstand the tens of thousands of terrifying sword and blade strikes.

Originally, their tactics were sound. If they were facing the "Snowragon's Fall," with its massive and ferocious attack range, such an overwhelmingly powerful attack naturally couldn't destroy the Red Lotus Sword's hilt, which was only three to four centimeters thick. But they didn't expect that Chen Xuanfeng, after coming into contact with the memories and knowledge of the Spider Queen Lolth, would comprehend the second form of the sword and blade combination, using the blade to control the sword, sacrificing attack range and the force of each strike in exchange for unimaginable attack speed and frequency. And Chen Xuanfeng happened to be using the world's most sharp "Sword of Divine Punishment" for his attacks. Although Morova could use the Red Lotus Sword's gaseous flame blade to restrain the platinum sword light from the side, when the attack speed and frequency exceeded the limit he could withstand, the only outcome was the destruction of his weapon and his own death, enduring a thousand cuts.

As Chen Xuanfeng passed by, a faint breeze carried the remnants of the former Flame Sword Saint. His body gradually disintegrated, first breaking down into countless small cubes, then continuously decomposing into even finer parts, until finally, accompanied by a burst of flame leaking from the Red Lotus Sword, it turned into countless ashes.

"Morova—" Xi Luo and Carol shouted in unison, but they could no longer save their friend's life.

Meanwhile, Tan Yueer had already leaped towards the mountaintop, for although Chen Xuanfeng's speed was much slower than at his peak, he was already approaching the location of the Forbidden Spell Formation at the summit.

"Hah! You fools think you can stop me?" Naturally, there were still large groups of guards, experts following the forbidden spell mages, and various mages who had come to witness the forbidden spell on the mountain. But their strength was nowhere near enough to halt Chen Xuanfeng. Even though the werewolf was now weakened, he still effortlessly reached the summit.

At the summit, only a few disciples of the forbidden spell mages were sorting through their master's belongings. The Forbidden Spell Mark Crystals should have been recovered by them, serving as the ashes of the deceased forbidden spell mages, to be returned to the Mage Guild after the funeral without remains, awaiting the birth of the next inheritor. But now, those mark crystals held in their hands had become their death warrants.

"Surrender the mark crystals, and I’ll let you live."

After rushing to the summit, the werewolf immediately found his target. Although he said this, he gave no time for the young mages to react. With two swipes of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, he shattered the heads of the two female mages closest to him. Then, he reached out and snatched the Forbidden Spell Mark Crystal clutched to the chest of one of the dead. It was the azure water mark, belonging to the late Grand Mage Jia Ruoling of the Yellow Dragon Empire.