With a wave of his sword, the sky changed color.

A single sword move was a move without any boundaries. The air was compressed by the terrifying sword force, making creaking noises like porcelain on the verge of shattering.

The expression on Gu Daoquan's face was solemn, but he did not panic. He had seen Li Dao's move before, and was confident that he would be able to block a sword attack that exceeded the strength of an Earthly Immortal.

Golden talisman paper spread out in a row in front of him. With a dazzling golden light, it erupted with a boundless radiance, ripping apart the sword pressure that came after a single sword strike.

His voice was lost in the void, and before his eyes was a vast expanse of white. The old Dragon King narrowed his eyes, but no one knew what he was thinking.

The heaven and earth once again calmed down. The terrifying sword attack was blocked.

Li Daoyi's face did not change at all. Even if the ancient paths were full of pustules, he was still a genuine Heavenly Immortal. It was nothing strange for him to block a sword attack that had passed through a lifetime.

Compared to Li Dao, the expression on Gu Daochild's face was somewhat ugly. The golden paper talisman had also reached its limit after blocking Li Dao's attack, turning into ashes that dispersed in the wind.

These golden talismans were not simple at all. Each of these talismans had been refined over countless years by those ancient powers. Now that so many talismans had been destroyed in such a short time, the ancient powers couldn't help but feel furious.

"Junior, this old man has no choice but to admit that you are one of the most breathtaking people I've ever seen, but because of this, I won't allow you to leave Mount Laoshan today!"

However, in the next moment, he only felt a chill in his back as all the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Old man, you talk too much nonsense!"

The purple blade streaked across, bringing with it a strand of silver hair, and Li Dao appeared where the entire ancient path used to be.

The burning sensation on his cheek caused Gu Dao to be alarmed. He reached out his hand to touch it, and his hand was covered in dark red blood. It was a sight to behold.

A sword scar extended from his ear to the corner of his mouth, his flesh and blood rolling in all directions. The ancient path no longer had even the slightest bit of the demeanor of an immortal.

He tried to circulate his Fa Li to heal his wounds, but an indelible sword intent was attached to his wounds, continuously corroding his face.

"What a sinister junior, die for me!"

With an angry shout, the silver horsetail whisk grew in size and transformed into a silver python, piercing Li Dao until his heart went cold.

Blood splattered everywhere, filling the air before turning into wisps of blood.

The ancient path was filled with horsetail whisk, making every attack difficult to block. Unfortunately, he had lost the target of his attacks.

Bloody threads from all over the sky began to revolve around him. No matter how the ancient paths attacked, the blood threads quickly connected together after being broken, slowly squeezing the space into which the ancient paths stood, as if wrapping him up into a cocoon.

This was the first time Li Dao had used the Blood Nerve to fight an enemy.

The strange blood nerves made the raging Gu Dao unable to react. By the time he could react, he could no longer see the light. The pungent smell of blood assaulted his nostrils, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"This is a blood nerve. It has appeared again!"

The old Dragon King's eyes were deep as he looked at the blood cocoon that was about to form. He was extremely surprised.

"Daddy, what are blood nerves?"

Long Lin curiously looked at the blood cocoon in front of her and asked.

The old Dragon King didn't want to get entangled on this topic, so he asked with a smile, "Sheng'er, who do you think will win?"

"Hmm, it's hard to say. Old Man Gu is a Heavenly Immortal powerhouse, and big brother isn't that simple either. But I still think big brother can win." The dragon girl stared straight ahead, clenching her fists and cheering Li Dao on in her heart.

"Headmaster, senior granduncle is likely in danger. Should we make a move?"

An elder of the Laoshan Sect worriedly looked at the blood cocoon and asked the Sect Master. The surrounding elders also looked at the High Priestess with more or less anxious expressions.

The Lao Shan Sect Leader thought for a moment, then decisively said, "Set up the formation!"

"Hey, what are you guys doing? Seeing that he was about to lose, and was about to group up and attack, such a shameless dragon girl's bell-like voice made the Mt. Laoshan's Sect Leader pause, and his face immediately became as ugly as if he had eaten sh * t.

"Old Dragon King, it's not that this junior doesn't follow the rules, but this thief is clearly from the demonic path. Removing evil and defending the way of cultivation is our duty, I hope the old Dragon King will forgive us." The Lao Shan Sect Leader forced himself to remain calm, because the blood cocoon in front of him had cut off all auras, but he did not know the actual situation with Li Dao. If there were any mishaps on all the ancient paths, then their Laoshan Faction would decline, falling into the same situation as the Heavenly Master School.

"You bunch of upright fellows, it looks like you're about to lose, but you're already finding all sorts of excuses. Why don't I see your Laoshan Faction disciples exorcising evil spirits to guard the way?"

The girl with the dragon horn on her head pouted, feeling indignant.

"The arena was drawn by Old Long, so it must be fair. Old Long doesn't care whether you're the evil one or not, in short, just watch obediently." The Old Dragon King glanced at the Lao Shan Sect Leader, his voice calm, but the people from the Lao Shan Sect didn't dare to act rashly.

"But the old Dragon King …"

The High Priestess opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but the words were swallowed back down her throat.

"Don't worry. Although this brat is not a good person, he isn't that dangerous. Let's just wait and see!"

The old Dragon King crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes unblinking. In fact, he didn't know what was going on either.

The group of Laoshan Faction members stood aside, staring at the dark red blood cocoon in front of them with wide opened eyes.

Time passed minute after minute. Just when the people of the Laoshan Faction were unable to stand, a loud explosion rang out, and a rain of blood scattered all over the sky, revealing a miserable figure.

"Senior granduncle has won!"

An elder of the Laoshan Faction was overjoyed, and his voice was incomparably abrupt.