Dugu Sword Demon and Gu Yang engaged in a straightforward, head-on clash, battling fiercely for half an hour.
Gu Yang burst into loud laughter and said:
"Not bad."
"If it weren't raining today, you would already be a dead man."
"But you are undoubtedly doomed to lose today!"
Dugu Sword Demon was secretly alarmed.
By this time, his Chunjun sword was already glowing red and scalding hot.
His own sleeves had also been turned to ashes by the high temperature.
In half an hour, Dugu Sword Demon did not know how many times he had swung his sword.
Every strike was with his full strength, not daring to relax in the slightest.
Now, sweat was beading on his forehead.
In contrast, Gu Yang fought with increasing vigor.
The nine great suns behind him had turned into a fiery red ring because they were spinning so fast.
Gu Yang's hair and beard flared out, and against the backdrop of the ring, he looked like an ancient celestial god.
Dugu Sword Demon cursed inwardly:
"I really made a rookie mistake."
"To think I'm fighting a war of attrition with someone who has practiced the Nine Suns Divine Art to the level of harmony between man and nature."
He secretly glanced at the more than three hundred Martial Saints present.
A decision formed in his mind.
"Dying here is completely worthless."
"Great Xia still needs me in the future."
Dugu Sword Demon suddenly pulled back and retreated.
The onlookers from the Ancient Clan immediately blocked his retreat.
They wanted to stop him from escaping.
However, Dugu Sword Demon smiled disdainfully, revealing a proud expression.
"Today, I will let you witness the profound essence of my Dugu family's swordsmanship!"
Gu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, not expecting that the opponent before him had yet to use his ultimate move.
He immediately circulated the Nine Suns Divine Art to protect his body.
He wanted to see just how strong the opponent's profound technique was.
Dugu Sword Demon shouted loudly:
"To understand it divinely, it all lies within the mind!"
"Qi-Breaking Stance!"
Hearing Dugu Sword Demon's move.
The people of the Ancient Clan couldn't help but sneer.
"And here I thought it was some profound technique."
"After all that, it's just the Qi-Breaking Stance of the Dugu Nine Swords."
"It seems the people from the outside world only have this much capability."
"It's just a move that many three-year-old toddlers in our Ancient Clan know how to use."
...
Gu Yang also chuckled.
The Ancient Clan had deeply researched all kinds of cultivation methods.
The people of the Ancient Clan had always sparred with one another.
They knew almost everything about how to crack various techniques and moves.
It boiled down to two points.
If it could be countered, counter it.
If it couldn't be countered, face it head-on.
Then, they saw Dugu Sword Demon thrust his sword toward the east.
The phantom of a giant sword pierced straight for dozens of miles.
It left a clear trail in the air that did not dissipate for a long time.
"He missed?"
Gu Yang was astonished.
He had already prepared to face it head-on.
But he didn't expect that the full-force sword strike from Dugu Sword Demon.
Would actually be dozens of meters away from him.
The Martial Saints watching from that direction, because they were relatively far away, all dodged the attack at the first moment and were not harmed.
Just as the crowd was about to mock him.
They saw Dugu Sword Demon, merging man and sword into one, suddenly leap into the trail left by the sword qi.
Then, with lightning speed, he instantly fled far away.
It all happened too fast and too suddenly.
By the time they realized Dugu Sword Demon's intention, they had just formed the thought of stopping him.
But the other party had already left the encirclement and appeared dozens of miles away.
The people of the Ancient Clan were all stunned at once.
"This is his freaking profound technique?"
The corners of Dugu Sword Demon's mouth curled up slightly.
He had just thrust out a sword with the Qi-Breaking Stance.
Directly piercing out a vacuum zone spanning dozens of miles in the air.
Affected by his sword qi, not even air existed within this trail.
This allowed him to execute the unity of man and sword, and as he left along this trail, there was not a single bit of resistance.
Only then did his speed reach an unimaginable level.
After escaping the encirclement.
Dugu Sword Demon headed straight for the Holy Capital.
The most important thing right now was to send the news of the Ancient Clan back to the Holy Capital.
In the blink of an eye, he was out of Kunlun City.
Dugu Sword Demon sped along.
While dialing a phone number.
"Order all family members to immediately disperse, flee the Holy Capital, and hide."
"Tell the Wei family and the Wang family that Kunlun has completely opened its mountains, and more than three hundred Martial Saints have emerged."
"In half an hour, over three hundred Martial Saints will arrive at the Holy Capital."
Hanging up the phone.
Dugu Sword Demon struck out with his sword backhandedly.
The fastest Martial Saint of the Ancient Clan.
Had taken less than two minutes.
To catch up with Dugu Sword Demon.
However, before he even had time to strike.
He saw a flash of sword light.
And a bloody hole appeared in his chest.
Frightened, he hastily retreated.
Not daring to get close to Dugu Sword Demon again.
The Holy Capital.
After the current helmsman of the Dugu family hung up the phone.
He was completely dumbfounded.
The ancestor's words were simply too shocking.
Over three hundred Martial Saints!
What kind of concept was that!
Even if Great Xia was given a thousand years, it wouldn't be able to produce three hundred Martial Saints.
However, after a brief moment of shock.
He immediately issued an order.
Telling everyone in the family to flee the Holy Capital.
And warned the family members to conceal their identities, as exposure could put their lives in danger.
Then he personally made a trip to the Wei family and the Wang family.
The people of the Wei family did not dare to be negligent either.
They already knew about the abnormal early opening of the Kunlun mountains.
Moreover, the incident of the flood dragon in the Tongtian River was also causing a huge uproar.
Now, many people had already thought of the words Chen Feng had said in the past.
When the flood snake transforms into a dragon, Kunlun will completely open its mountains, the Ancient Clan will lose their blood-qi suppression, and hundreds of Martial Saints will appear.
Now, combined with the news sent by Dugu Sword Demon, they had no doubt that this was true.
The ancestral residence of the Wei family.
The current head of the Wei family said anxiously:
"Ancestor! What Chen Feng said was not false at all."
"Everything has come true."
"Dugu Sword Demon has already sent word."
"Over three hundred Martial Saints have emerged from the Kunlun remnant clan, and they are rushing toward the Holy Capital."
Wei Qianqiu took a sip of tea.
As soon as he heard Chen Feng's name.
He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
Wei Qianqiu rarely paid attention to matters of the outside world.
Recently, it was only because of the flood snake transforming into a dragon that he received reports from the family.
He had also watched Chen Feng's news interview.
As for Kunlun opening its mountains and the hundreds of Martial Saints, he was not interested at all.
The only thing he cared about was one matter.
How did the flood snake transform into a dragon?
Why did a heavenly tribulation descend?
What was the underlying principle?
Wei Qianqiu decided that he absolutely had to go to the Kunlun Mountains to take a look.
It would be best to catch a member of the Ancient Clan and thoroughly question them about the doubts in his heart.
He glanced at this descendant of the Wei family and asked:
"What do you think we should do?"
That person knew the ancestor's temper very well.
He didn't dare to use the slightest flattery, nor did he dare to speak any nonsense.
He directly voiced the thoughts in his heart.
"The Dugu family has already fled the Holy Capital with their entire clan."
"I think the Wei family should do the same."
"Temporarily avoid their sharp edge, do not make senseless resistance, and wait for the right opportunity."
Wei Qianqiu nodded and said:
"Just do as you see fit!"
That person hastily nodded and turned to leave quickly.
But halfway there, he realized he seemed to have forgotten something.
He wanted to turn back and ask.
When he heard Wei Qianqiu's voice drifting over leisurely.
"Don't worry about me!"
That person hurriedly left.
Wei Qianqiu slowly stood up.
He walked into the old, tile-roofed house in the courtyard.
He took out a specially made battle robe that he used to wear in his youth.
It was a silver long robe.
From top to bottom, the robe was composed of silver, old-fashioned embroidery needles threaded together.
In total, there were hundreds of thousands of needles.
It weighed over a hundred jin.
Shedding his plain robes, he draped the long robe over himself.
Then he returned to the courtyard, brewed a pot of tea, and quietly waited for the Ancient Clan to arrive.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
