<h2 ss="wp-block-heading">Chapter 5297</h2>


    Li Xiuyuan swung his sword, and golden sword light surged out like a tide, instantly enveloping the entire mountain entrance.


    A sacred and majestic aura permeated the air, as if to purify all evil. [The following appears to be unrted text fragments and should likely be omitted.]


    “A trifling trick.” David snorted coldly, unsheathing his Dragon ying Sword, and a golden and ck sword light met the attack.


    “Bang!”


    The golden and ck sword light collided with each other, emitting a deafening roar.


    Shockingly, the seemingly indestructible golden sword light was ripped apart by David’s sword light, eventually disintegrating into a sky full of bright spots.


    Li Xiuyuan took three steps back, a look of shock on his face for the first time. “Your swordsmanship… How could it possibly counter my Holy Light?”


    “Because your Holy Light is a false thing.”


    David stepped forward, the murderous aura emanating from the Dragon ying Sword growing increasingly intense. “The so-called sacred sword intent is nothing more than the condensed resentment of countless wronged souls. How can you call it sacred?”


    Li Xiuyuan’s face changed drastically. “You… You’re talking nonsense!”


    He had clearly not expected David to be able to see through the Holy Light Sect’s secrets.


    “Whether it’s nonsense or not, you know it well.”


    David’s voice was like a voice from the Netherworld. “The treasures you looted from the Hu family back then should be hidden in the secret chamber of the Holy Light Hall, right?”


    A fierce glint shed in Li Xiuyuan’s eyes. “It seems I can’t spare you!”


    He roared fiercely, and golden light erupted again around him. This time, it was tinged with a faint ck aura.


    “Holy Light Sword Technique, Third Form: Spear of Judgment!”


    Countless golden spears condensed from the golden light, their tips shing with an icy gleam, and shot towards David and the other two.


    Mo Chen and Hu Mazi immediately attacked. Mo Chen’s sword transformed into a stream of light, repeatedly shattering the iing spears; Hu Mazi raised a yellow shield, gleaming with runic light, to block the spears.


    But Li Xiuyuan’s primary target was David, and most of the spears were directed at him.


    David’s eyes red, and his spiritual power and murderous energy circted wildly. In his hand, the Dragon ying Sword transformed into a whirlwind of gold and ck.


    “Soaring Dragon Style!”


    A ck dragon shadow, woven from a fusion of sword intent and malevolent energy, roared out, instantly devouring every iing spear.


    Undeterred, the shadowy figure continued its charge towards Li Xiuyuan.


    Li Xiuyuan’s face paled. He hadn’t anticipated David’s terrifying strength. Hastily raising his golden sword, he attempted to block.


    “Puff!”


    The shadowy figure easily shattered the golden sword’s defense and mmed into Li Xiuyuan’s chest.


    Li Xiuyuan spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward, mming heavily into the white jade archway at the mountain gate, shattering it instantly.


    He struggled to stand, but found his dantian had been corroded by malevolent energy, hindering his spiritual energy flow.


    “You… who are you?”


    Li Xiuyuan stared at David, his eyes filled with fear.


    “A debt collector,” David’s voice was icy, the tip of his Dragon ying Sword pointed directly at Li Xiuyuan’s throat. “Tell me, where is your sect leader?”


    Li Xiuyuan gritted his teeth, a flicker of determination in his eyes. “Looking for the sect leader? You’ll have to get past me first!”


    He pped his chest, releasing a stream of golden blood. The blood fell to the ground, transforming into aplex rune array.


    “Holy Light Sacrifice!”


    As Li Xiuyuan roared, the rune array suddenly erupted with dazzling light. Countless golden chains emerged from the array, wrapping around David.


    These chains shimmered with sacred runes, clearly some kind of forbidden technique.


    “You’re asking for your death.”


    David’s eyes icy as he swung his Dragon ying Sword.


    The interwoven golden and ck de light resembled the Grim Reaper’s scythe, instantly severing all the golden chains.


    The sword’s momentum lingered, slicing straight towards Li Xiuyuan’s head.