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Gui Hai's words sparked another round of fervent flattery among the crowd.

"Master Gui Hai truly is an enlightened monk to be so generous with this kind of fiend, even allowing him three moves. Such magnanimity, we all admire."

"If it were me, I would have killed him directly by now, ah, such breadth of spirit, only Master Gui Hai possesses."

Gui Hai found these compliments quite gratifying. He looked at Li Xiaoyao and said, "You may make your move."

Li Xiaoyao's eyes gleamed mysteriously as he looked back and said, "Allow me three moves? Truly ignorant. Well, if you're so keen on seeking death, I'll oblige you."

Having said that, Li Xiaoyao took out the Seven Star Ancient Sword and held it in his hand. Spiritual Power coursed through his meridians and surged into the sword, making it emit a flickering glow that appeared quite strange.

Li Xiaoyao remained calm, sword in his right hand, and swung it down towards Gui Hai from above.

This stroke seemed plain and unremarkable, just the most ordinary slash, yet this very ordinariness made the atmosphere in the banquet hall freeze.

In the next moment, a blade of sword energy flew out from the sword, reaching Gui Hai's neck in the blink of an eye.

"What!" Gui Hai's gaze intensified, filled with disbelief.

The power of this stroke astonished him. It was definitely not an attack a Cultivator at the Spirit Cultivation Realm could unleash.

This boy must have concealed his Cultivation Level!

By now, Gui Hai had completely abandoned the pretense of allowing three moves; if he were to take this strike head-on, even he might get injured.

After all, though Gui Hai's cultivation was formidable, his physical cultivation had only just entered the Innate Realm.

At the critical juncture, Gui Hai's right hand threw something out, and the prayer beads wrapped around his palm flew out to collide with the sword energy.

"Bang!"

The two attacks met, causing an explosion that made the air tremble slightly. Ordinary attendees of the banquet felt the immense sound blast in their ears, causing their eardrums to vibrate, brains to reel in dizziness, bodies to sway, and some even fell directly onto the ground.

The Cultivators who originally wanted to see Li Xiaoyao make a fool of himself were also shocked by this scene.

Master Gui Hai was actually forced to take action, and they were shocked by the power of Li Xiaoyao's stroke as well.

They believed that if it were them facing this sword strike, they would likely have been killed without even a chance to dodge.

"Who exactly is this young man?"

"We've misjudged; this chap's cultivation is definitely beyond the Spirit Cultivation Realm."

Now, nobody dared to underestimate Li Xiaoyao any longer. To be able to unleash such a powerful strike, his cultivation must surely be at its peak. Except for Master Gui Hai, there was surely no one else present who could contend with him.

Having blocked this blow, Gui Hai's aged face darkened slightly as he said in a low and slightly angry voice, "You have some skill, but if that's all you've got, you can't escape from the palm of this poor monk today."

Gui Hai made no mention of the three moves he had promised, but Li Xiaoyao had no intention of saving his face, scoffing, "Didn't you want to let me have three moves? Why did you move at the first one?"

"Presumptuous whelp!" Gui Hai shouted angrily, "You dare to impersonate my friend Li Dao, today this poor monk will surely make you pay!"

"Do I need to impersonate myself?" Li Xiaoyao shook his head, sword in his right hand, left hand forming seals, and said, "Today, I will let you witness my ability."

Some observant individuals noticed the seals made by Li Xiaoyao's left hand, a thought flashed in their minds, and their eyes lit up, saying, "Is that... the Thunder Summoning Technique? Could he really be Li Xiaoyao?"

Those who had heard of Li Xiaoyao knew that he once cultivated a Thunder Summoning Technique and had used it to kill many powerful Cultivators.

"The Thunder Summoning Technique?"

Another person said, "Look at the Precious Sword in his hand, I remember, Li Xiaoyao indeed has a Seven Star Ancient Sword, which was forged by the Tang dynasty spells master Li Chunfeng, with the Seven Stars Ancient Formation engraved on the sword."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately looked over, followed by a chorus of startled exclamations.

"There really is a Seven Stars Ancient Formation!"

"Is he truly Li Xiaoyao?"

"But didn't Master Gui Hai say that Li Xiaoyao was dead?"

"Could Master Gui Hai have deceived us?"

Master Gui Hai heard all these discussions, his aged face already engulfed in dark fury.

The evidence all indicated that this young man was indeed Li Xiaoyao.

Yet, why did he appear like this? And even if he were alive, he should be undergoing his ordeal in the Human Realm, shouldn't he? Could something have happened?

Suddenly, the words Li Xiaoyao had just spoken echoed in his mind.

"In the Human Realm, I slaughtered them all."

"Could it be, he was telling the truth?" A shock went through Gui Hai's heart. If what Li Xiaoyao had said was true, then didn't it mean that all the disciples from Da Lin Temple participating in the Human Realm were indeed killed by him?

As Gui Hai's thoughts raced, Li Xiaoyao had already completed the Thunder Commanding Art. Raising his sword high with his right hand, the tip pointing diagonally into the sky, he whispered softly, "Lei Lai!"

"Rumble!"

Above the banquet hall, thick thunderclouds rolled, and purplish-black arcs of electricity tumbled and leapt within them, terrifying to behold.

Although the people could only hear the rolling thunder, they could imagine the scene above the sky at this moment.

As the thunderclaps sounded, a vast and overwhelming aura surged down from the ceiling of the banquet hall, blasting a huge hole through it.

A bolt of purple lightning, thick as a thigh, descended from the sky, heading straight for Gui Hai.

The potency of the Thunder Commanding Art varied according to the cultivation level of the user.

The stronger the cultivator was, the more powerful the summoned lightning would be.

When Li Xiaoyao first learned the Thunder Commanding Art, he was at the Condensation Realm, and the heavenly thunder he could summon was only as thick as a baby's arm. Now, he could easily wield the Thunder Commanding Art, bringing forth thunder as thick as thighs with a casual summon.

Gui Hai's eyes flickered with surprise, and he raised his hand to strike at the incoming heavenly thunder.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

With a single slap, Gui Hai managed to dissipate the heavenly thunder in mid-air.

He stumbled slightly, retreating half a step backward.

The onlookers almost popped their eyes out. That was heavenly thunder, the most powerful force of nature.

Yet such a terrifying and potent heavenly thunder was just dispersed with a single slap from Gui Hai?

The audience only saw Gui Hai dispersing the heavenly thunder with a single slap, but they did not know that at this moment, his qi and blood were in turmoil, and a mouthful of fresh blood was forcibly suppressed from being spat out.

A trace of surprise crossed Li Xiaoyao's face; he knew that Gui Hai was very strong, but his ability to dispel a bolt of heavenly thunder with a single slap was beyond Li Xiaoyao's expectations.

"You can disperse one bolt of heavenly thunder, but what about two, three, four?" Li Xiaoyao observed the subtleties and with one glance, noted that although Gui Hai seemed to have easily dispersed the heavenly thunder with one slap, he too had sustained injuries from the backlash.