Chapter 51: Little Beast

With the elder defeated, Dao Wei continued his assault, fighting his way through the base. He could sense the desperation of the Death Zen Sect's members as they tried to stop him. But Dao Wei's determination was unyielding.

Outside, Liu Mingxia and Xuner watched in awe as the fortress was engulfed in chaos. They could see the flashes of light and hear the sounds of battle, their hearts filled with hope and fear.

"He's really doing it, sister Mingxia" Xuner said, her voice filled with admiration. "He's taking them all down."

Liu Mingxia nodded, her eyes locked on the fortress. "Yes, he is. But it isn't over yet."

As Dao Wei fought his way through the base, he knew the final confrontation was drawing near. He could sense the presence of the Death Zen Sect's leaders, powerful figures who had orchestrated the suffering and destruction.

With a steely resolve, Dao Wei pressed on, his Celestial Sword glowing with a brilliant light. He knew the battles ahead would be tough, but he was ready. The Death Zen Sect would pay for their crimes, and justice would be served.

Dao Wei stood before the entrance to the inner sanctum, his breath steady but his heart pounding with anticipation. The aura of power emanating from within was palpable, and he knew that the two Supreme Saints Headmasters awaited him. He tightened his grip on the Void Sword, the blade shimmering with a faint, ethereal glow.

With a deep breath, Dao Wei stepped into the sanctum. The piazza was grand, with high pillars adorned with intricate carvings depicting dark rituals and ominous symbols. At the far end of the room, two figures stood, their auras radiating an immense, oppressive power.

The first Headmaster, a tall man with a stern expression and a flowing black and red robe, stepped forward. His eyes were cold and calculating, assessing Dao Wei with a mixture of curiosity and disdain. The second Headmaster, shorter but more muscular, had a cruel smile on his face, his hands crackling with dark energy.

"You must be the one causing all this trouble," the first Headmaster said, his voice echoing through the sanctum. "You've come a long way, but this is where your journey ends."

Dao Wei's eyes narrowed and a smirk appeared on his face. "The Death Zen Sect is just so-so, I wonder what the big bad guy can actually do."

The second Headmaster laughed, a harsh, grating sound. "Bold words for someone who is about to die."

Without another word, the battle began. The two Headmasters moved with blinding speed, their attacks synchronized and deadly. Dao Wei met them head-on, his Celestial Sword clashing against their dark energy. 

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The force of their strikes sent shockwaves through the sanctum, the walls trembling under the pressure.

Dao Wei's movements were fluid and precise, his swordsmanship was honed to perfection. He parried a series of rapid strikes from the first Headmaster, countering with a powerful slash that forced his opponent back. 

The second Headmaster took advantage of the opening, launching a barrage of dark energy blasts at Dao Wei.

Dao Wei performed Ethereal Step, dodging and deflecting the blasts with his Sword, but the sheer number of attacks kept him on the defensive. The two Headmasters pressed their advantage, their relentless assault pushing Dao Wei to his limits.

But Dao Wei was far from defeated. He drew on his Asura powers, the dark energy within him surging to the surface. His eyes glowed with an eerie light, and his aura became even more intense. 

With a burst of speed, he closed the distance between himself and the first Headmaster, unleashing a flurry of powerful strikes.

The first Headmaster struggled to keep up, his defenses faltering under Dao Wei's relentless assault. 

With a final, decisive blow, Dao Wei's Celestial Sword pierced through the Headmaster's heart. 

The Headmaster's lips widened, revealing a sinister smile. 

Dao Wei quickly retreated his steps, but he was a bit too late when a heavy palm landed right on his chest.

Bang!

Dao Wei took more than 15 steps back before he could neutralize the energy.

Bang!

Another palm hit his back sending him flying almost a hundred yards.

"This little beast won't leave to see the next sunlight." The crowd began analyzing the situation again.

"With the two Headmasters working together, it doesn't matter if his sword is flawless. He will still meet his end today."

"So sad to see such a promising talent losing their life like this. Sigh" the middle aged man in loose green Taoist Robe with a huge Tai-chi mark on the back spoke.