Mo Wuji sneered inwardly. He wasn't really afraid of an Early Stage Grand Luo Immortal. What use was a higher cultivation level? Strength was what mattered. This purple-robed youth did possess a formidable spiritual will, but Mo Wuji didn't believe it surpassed his own. The reason he dared to stand here and block the youth was because he wasn't afraid of him being a Grand Luo Immortal.

After advancing to the Great Unity Immortal Realm, he really wanted to test his blade against a Grand Luo Immortal, and this purple-robed youth was perfect for the task. Were it not for his principles, he would have let the three people he stopped leave already. No matter what, he didn't want his actions to implicate those three and cost them their lives; that wasn't his way.

"Leave your flying shuttle behind, cut off one of your arms, and then scram," the purple-robed youth said coldly.

The murderous intent in his eyes made it clear to Mo Wuji that even if he did as the purple-robed youth said, the youth wouldn't let him leave.

This time, Mo Wuji didn't even bother speaking. With a wave of his hand, he summoned his long saber and unleashed a saber radiance.

Sooner or later, they were going to fight; why waste words?

The saber radiance exploded outward, transforming into a sky full of fine sand that quickly coalesced into a vast desert.

Seeing Mo Wuji's saber strike, the purple-robed youth narrowed his eyes. Just from the saber momentum alone, he knew that the other party's strength was far beyond what Gai Guangyi and the others could compare to.

This saber brought forth a desert, and the Xiqian Sea beneath their feet vanished without a trace, replaced by an endless expanse of murderous intent.

Every grain of sand in the desert was filled with killing intent, and all of that killing intent converged together.

The purple-robed youth grew solemn. Celestial essence surged around him, and the Grand Luo Immortal domain crashed towards Mo Wuji like waves upon waves.

Then, he too produced a long saber. With a flick of the saber, it transformed into thousands of glazed rays, shrouding Mo Wuji's desert.

Mo Wuji's Saber Dao Divine Art was indeed powerful. In the purple-robed youth's opinion, Mo Wuji's cultivation level shouldn't be higher than his. As long as his cultivation level wasn't higher, his domain could crush Mo Wuji's domain. His Glazed Saber would show Mo Wuji what true Saber Dao was.

"Boom!" The two domains collided, and the purple-robed youth's surging domain met not a towering dam, but one black hole-like vortex after another. No matter how high the waves his domain created, no matter how many layers there were, they were all swallowed up by Mo Wuji's vortex domain, leaving not a drop behind.

The purple-robed youth's heart sank. Just from the domain collision, he understood. Mo Wuji's strength was definitely not inferior to his. If you added the other few people, he was actually at a disadvantage today.

Now that his domain was suppressed, he could only rely on his Saber Dao to contend with Mo Wuji.

The purple-robed youth was certain that Mo Wuji hadn't reached the Grand Luo Immortal Realm. How could a cultivator whose cultivation level hadn't reached the Grand Luo Immortal Realm withstand him head-on? If word got out, what face would Wan Ping have left?

"Boom, boom, boom!" The myriad glazed rays of the Glazed Saber clashed with Mo Wuji's desert killing intent once more. The killing intent in the desert dissipated, but the desert expanded even further. Similarly, the myriad glazed rays also disappeared.

"Glazed Kill!" A murderous aura permeated the purple-robed youth's face. Even though his domain hadn't gained the upper hand in their first confrontation, he didn't retreat. Instead, he charged towards Mo Wuji.

A dazzling, murderous saber radiance suddenly appeared in the sky above the sea, carrying a unique aura and saber intent within its brilliance. At that moment, both Mo Wuji's spiritual will and his vision were imprisoned by this dazzling saber intent. He couldn't perceive anything around him.

The three onlookers in the distance were even more deeply immersed in this beautiful and captivating radiance. They had never seen such a beautiful radiance, no, they had never seen such a beautiful saber radiance, like the most beautiful glass.

When they realized that this wasn't glass but rather the Glazed Kill, their eyes and spiritual will could no longer see anything.

Mo Wuji was different. When he couldn't see, he simply closed his eyes. At this moment, he didn't even activate his Spiritual Eye. Even though he knew that he could see everything clearly if he activated his Spiritual Eye, Mo Wuji didn't need it.

He unleashed his second saber, Long River, with the grey long saber in his hand.

When he fought Jin Yiren previously, he didn't unleash his second saber. Now, he wasn't the same as before; he was a true Great Unity Immortal cultivator, a Great Unity Immortal cultivator who had pioneered the meridian cultivation path.

Under the purple-robed youth's Glazed Saber radiance, Mo Wuji's desert finally collapsed completely. At the same time, however, a dazzling galaxy welcomed the purple-robed youth's Glazed Saber radiance.

"The water flows straight down three thousand feet, suspecting that the Milky Way has fallen from the nine heavens!"

At this moment, Mo Wuji's Long River saber was like the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens, as if it came from beyond the sky, directly swallowing the dazzling Glazed Saber radiance.

Beautiful, tragic, surging, and even a bit arrogant…

This was the first time Mo Wuji had truly unleashed Long River, and the shock Long River gave him was more than ten times stronger than he had expected.

He had only grasped the superficialities of Long River. Even this superficial Saber Dao Divine Art was so grand and magnificent. If he were to fully comprehend Long River, he would dare to fight even a Celestial King head-on.

Perhaps that was an illusion, but it was this illusion that made Mo Wuji feel ambitious and filled with an indomitable spirit and mind.

If he had previously only felt that the purple-robed youth's cultivation level was higher than his, but his strength wasn't, then now Mo Wuji had enough confidence to defeat the purple-robed youth. Regardless of whether this confidence matched his strength, Mo Wuji's feelings were at their peak.

"Clang!" It was clearly the momentum of the saber radiance colliding, but it produced a metallic sound that almost tore through space.

Even though the space was stable and wouldn't crack because of their battle, the three onlookers in the distance still felt the violent tremors in the surrounding space.

"Puff!" A faint flash of blood splattered, and the purple-robed youth felt his Glazed Saber Kill dissipate in an instant. Then, an extreme feeling of emptiness washed over him, and a chill ran down his brow. He then retreated frantically.

Mo Wuji didn't feel good either. His Long River was clearly several levels higher than the other party's Glazed Kill, but because his cultivation level was insufficient and his understanding of Long River was still in its initial stages, he felt like he had the strength but couldn't use it.

Long River clearly had more power, but it couldn't inflict fatal damage on the opponent.

Not only that, but his hand was still trembling slightly, making it impossible for him to unleash his third saber, Sunset.

Mo Wuji took a deep breath. He was sure that if he could have unleashed Sunset just now, the purple-robed youth wouldn't have been able to escape and would have fallen directly under his saber. No, he didn't even need to unleash Sunset. As long as his Long River could be fully unleashed, the saber strike just now wouldn't have just cut a bloody mark on the purple-robed youth's brow, but would have directly split him in half.

"You're strong, but do you know who I am?" The purple-robed youth put away his arrogance. The faint bloody mark on his brow had already disappeared.

He knew that even if Mo Wuji's strength wasn't as high as his, he couldn't stop Mo Wuji. Don't even mention stopping Mo Wuji, even defeating him was probably impossible. The shallow bloody mark on his brow just now was proof of that. The saber dao of this youth in front of him was much stronger than his. If his cultivation level wasn't lower than his, the one who had to escape today would be Wan Ping.

Mo Wuji smiled faintly and ignored the purple-robed youth in front of him. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at the grey long saber in his hand.

To be honest, his saber was a bit outdated. The fact that he hadn't gained an absolute advantage just now was also related to the saber in his hand. The level of his saber was too low compared to his Divine Arts.

"Why haven't you three left yet?" Mo Wuji noticed the three onlookers.

The middle-aged man with the full beard quickly stepped forward and bowed to Mo Wuji. "Friend, you acted on behalf of us three. If we just left like this, how could we still be considered human? Even if we're no match, we'll wait until our friend leaves before we leave."

Knowing that he wasn't the purple-robed youth's opponent but still saying such words, Mo Wuji looked at him in a different light.

Seeing that Mo Wuji was too lazy to even acknowledge him, the purple-robed youth was furious. However, Mo Wuji wasn't afraid of him at all, so he had no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart and say again, "This immortal is Wan Ping from the Great Vast Immortal Gate of the Zero Firmament Immortal Domain. Friend, are you sure you want to be enemies with my Great Vast Immortal Gate?"

Mo Wuji might have been fine if he hadn't heard about the Great Vast Immortal Gate, but as soon as he heard about the Great Vast Immortal Gate, a murderous intent arose in his heart.

Bai Chitian of the Great Vast Immortal Gate was killed by him. During the Eternal Ember Immortal Domain's Pill Dao Competition, he was chased by Wan Fan and almost fell into the other party's hands. Or rather, if he didn't have a flying shuttle and some ability, he would have already been killed by Wan Fan.

So what if it was the Great Vast Immortal Gate? Those who wanted to kill him, Mo Wuji, would have to pay.

"Friend, the Grand Elder of the Great Vast Immortal Gate, Jin Yusheng, is a late-stage Immortal Emperor powerhouse. Also, the sect leader of the Great Vast Immortal Gate, Wan Fan, is Wan Ping's uncle. It's said that he's an Immortal Reverent expert who is about to step into the Immortal Emperor realm," the middle-aged man with the full beard quickly transmitted his voice to Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji stared at Wan Ping, thinking that he was really courting death. Today, no matter what, he had to kill this guy.

Thinking of this, he transmitted his voice to the middle-aged man with the full beard and said, "When I attack later, the three of you should also attack and help me hold this guy back. Of course, if you don't dare to offend the Great Vast Immortal Gate, then please leave first. I'll stay here alone."

The middle-aged man with the full beard laughed. "Don't say that our friend is staying behind for us three. Even if it wasn't, I, Gai Guangyi, would fear nothing when dealing with people from the Great Vast Immortal Gate! Wu Nian, Ji Cai, let's go together!"

After speaking, he actually charged towards Wan Ping before Mo Wuji could react.

Mo Wuji admired him even more. This guy was not only smart but also decisive. Clearly, he knew that Mo Wuji wanted to kill him to silence him, so he charged forward first. Mo Wuji, who was prepared to kill Wan Ping, naturally wouldn't let these three go to their deaths. He directly crossed the distance of space and unleashed another saber strike.