Chapter 28: Immortals Cannot Be Humiliated
Seeing the Divine Dragon Sword tremble.
Tian Hu, Tian Zhong, the Bone Demon, and the Mute Slave were greatly startled, their livers and gallbladders were split, and boundless fear surged into their hearts.
They thought the Martial God was going to slaughter them all.
However, the Divine Dragon Sword ignored them, and with a flash of light, transformed into a divine dragon, soaring into the sky and disappearing without a trace.
Even more astonishing was that the Gan Jiang and Mo Ye swords in Tian Meng’s hands also flew away with the Divine Dragon Sword.
“Holy shit…”
“Am I seeing things?”
“Is this the power of the Divine Dragon Sword, or can the Martial God control swords from afar?”
Countless martial artists gaped, their shock beyond words.
It was one thing for the Martial God to control the Divine Dragon Sword to fly away, but he even took away the Gan Jiang and Mo Ye swords from Tian Meng’s hands as well.
If it was an innate ability of the Divine Dragon Sword, then it could only be said that the Divine Dragon Sword was awesome, worthy of being number one on the Divine Sword List.
If it was the Martial God’s ability.
Then it could only be said, his power is terrifying!
Thud.
At the same time, Tian Meng’s corpse, losing the support of the Divine Dragon Sword, fell from the stone pillar, heavily crashing to the ground.
The crisp sound was like a heavy hammer striking deep into everyone’s hearts.
It jolted the dazed crowd back to their senses.
They looked at each other in bewilderment.
The world was deathly silent.
“Take Big Brother, let’s go!”
Tian Hu did not utter a single harsh word, nor did he care about the Gan Jiang and Mo Ye swords that had been taken away. He covered his continuously bleeding severed arm and turned to leave.
He had the air of a fleeing fugitive.
It was as if some terrifying beast was chasing him from behind.
“Yes, Hall Master!”
Tian Zhong and the others also had no objections and quickly followed him away.
Among them, the Mute Slave of the Lieshan Hall carried Tian Meng’s corpse, following behind Tian Hu and the other Farming School experts.
Regarding this place.
They did not want to linger for even a moment.
The feeling of having their life and death in the hands of another.
It was too terrifying!
Watching the fleeing backs of the Farming School group, and then looking at the luxurious and extravagant Flying Immortal Pavilion before them, a deep sense of awe couldn’t help but fill the eyes of Yan Dan, Donghuang Taiyi, Xing Hun, Yue Shen, and the other experts from the Hundred Schools of Thought.
Although the Martial God had not said a single word.
They dared not enter the Flying Immortal Pavilion again.
“Let’s go!”
Seeing this, Donghuang Taiyi decisively left with Xing Hun and Yue Shen.
Yan Dan held the Ink Eyebrow sword, his eyes flickering.
To leave just like that.
He was unwilling.
But the Martial God’s power and ruthlessness made him hesitate.
“There is too little information about the Martial God. I should wait until Xiao Gao and the others arrive and gather more information.”
Yan Dan withdrew his unwilling gaze and turned to leave.
“Martial God…”
Her cold voice seemed to carry no emotion at all. Xiao Meng held the famous sword Qiu Li, standing calmly, and then with her long, beautiful legs, she gracefully departed.
She seemed not to care about anything, but the ripples in her heart were already surging like waves.
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Zhao Residence.
Ying Zheng finally met Xia Yu Fang.
Back then, Xia Yu Fang did not want to make things difficult for Ying Zheng, so she chose to jump off a cliff to commit suicide. They both had deep feelings for each other.
They had not seen each other for many years.
They both missed each other in their hearts.
With Ying Zheng’s appearance, the two were reconciled.
Xia Yu Fang was telling Ying Zheng about the things that had happened over the years.
“Reporting to Your Majesty, Zhang Han requests an audience.”
At this time, Zhang Han’s urgent voice came.
“What is it?”
Although Ying Zheng was unhappy that Zhang Han had disturbed him, he knew that the other party must have something important, otherwise, he would not have come to bother him.
“Reporting to Your Majesty, people from the Farming School went to the Flying Immortal Pavilion to seek an audience with the Martial God. Other experts from the Hundred Schools of Thought have also successively arrived in Shu He County, and are probably nearby!”
“Preposterous!”
“How dare they, what do they want to do?”
Ying Zheng was furious and immediately ordered, “Pass on my decree, mobilize two thousand Great Qin armored soldiers to go there, and ensure Wu’er’s safety. If anyone dares to cause trouble, they are to be killed without mercy!”
Although he knew that Zhao Wu had the Martial God protecting him.
The Martial God was the Martial God.
He was him.
Back then, if he had not been weak, Xia Yu Fang would not have jumped off the cliff to commit suicide.
If it had not been for the Martial God’s rescue.
That would have been a regret he could never make up for.
Now that the heavens had given him another chance, and even included a Zhao Wu.
He absolutely would not allow any accidents to happen.
“Yes, this subordinate vows to protect Young Master Wu’s safety with his life.”
Zhang Han responded.
“Your Majesty, why not have General Zhang Han call A Wu back? A Wu doesn’t know Your Majesty yet, I’ll explain it to A Wu.”
Xia Yu Fang said.
“No, I will go myself.”
Ying Zheng shook his head and said in a deep voice.
Zhang Han’s body trembled slightly. Ying Zheng was going to personally welcome Zhao Wu.
Such treatment, even Young Master Fu Su and Hu Hai had never received.
“Your Majesty, this…”
Xia Yu Fang wanted to persuade him, but Ying Zheng interrupted her.
Ying Zheng’s voice was firm and left no room for doubt, “E’pang, there is no need to say more. We will go together to welcome Wu’er!”
“Thank you, Your Majesty.”
Ying Zheng, with E’pang, returned to the carriage under the protection of Zhang Han and Gai Nie, and led the mighty procession towards the Flying Immortal Pavilion.
Then, just as they were leaving, another message came from the Shadow Guard.
The Divine Dragon Sword appeared, and the Martial God killed Tian Meng, the Hall Master of the Farming School’s Lieshan Hall, and nailed him to a stone pillar at the entrance of the Flying Immortal Pavilion.
Tian Hu tried to retrieve the Divine Dragon Sword, but a sword qi severed his arm. He fled with Tian Meng’s corpse and the Farming School experts.
At this point, the experts from the Hundred Schools of Thought retreated, not daring to step into the Flying Immortal Pavilion.
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng was amazed, “The Martial God is truly a god-like person!”
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Flying Immortal Pavilion.
The top floor, boudoir.
Zhao Wu was resting his head on Yan Ling Ji’s fair and rounded lap, smelling the unique fragrance of the beauty, eating the fruit that Mingzhu was feeding him, feeling extremely comfortable and happy.
Three precious swords were stuck into the floor in front of him. They were Covering Sun and Gan Jiang and Mo Ye.
“Congratulations, Master, on obtaining three divine swords.”
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Yan Ling Ji’s fingers were long and slender, and her jade-like fingers gently pressed on Zhao Wu’s forehead, massaging the acupoints on his head.
“If you like one, choose it.”
Zhao Wu smiled slightly, not caring about these precious swords.
“Thank you, Master.”
Yan Ling Ji smiled charmingly and reached out to grab the Covering Sun sword, “I’ll take this one!”
“Covering Sun sword, Yan Ling Ji, not bad!”
Zhao Wu nodded slightly.
“Master is so biased, you favor Ling Ji Sister the most. I want one too.”
Mingzhu’s beautiful eyes were filled with resentment as she looked at Zhao Wu, acting both coquettish and angry, exuding charm and endless allure.
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“Then I’ll give you the Gan Jiang and Mo Ye!”
Zhao Wu said directly.
He really did not care about these swords.
He was not stingy with his women either.
“No!”
Mingzhu shook her head.
“Then what do you want?”
Zhao Wu was stunned. Did she want an even better sword?
Speaking of the swords in the top ten of the Divine Sword List, apart from the Divine Dragon Sword that he used himself, he was preparing to bestow the other divine swords to suitable people.
“I want Master!”
Mingzhu licked her red and glossy lips, her breath as sweet as an orchid, and her seductive voice was like a cat’s paw scratching at Zhao Wu’s chest, stirring his soul.
“What a fairy, I’ll eat you…”
Zhao Wu chuckled and reached out to pinch Mingzhu’s fair cheek.
This great shark was truly lovable.
Mingzhu actually had a weapon, which was the family heirloom of the former Blood-Clad Marquis, Bai Yi Fei ━ the Red and White Double Swords.
After Bai Yi Fei died, the Red and White Double Swords fell into Zhao Wu’s hands. Later, he bestowed them to Mingzhu and also taught her swordsmanship.
Under Zhao Wu’s cultivation with various treasures, Mingzhu was now also a Heaven-Human Realm sword user.
Of course.
Her Gu poison, bewitchment, and illusion techniques were even more terrifying after being nurtured by Zhao Wu’s various resources.
Zhao Wu had been checking in for over twenty years, and he had countless side techniques such as Gu arts, poison arts, medical arts, and illusion arts.
He had taught these things to the people who were suitable for them.
After more than twenty years of development.
He had a wealth of talented people under his command, with all kinds of capable and extraordinary individuals.
Just as Zhao Wu and Mingzhu were flirting.
Donghuang Taiyi and the other two returned to the Yin-Yang School’s base.
“Lord Donghuang, are we just going to let this go?”
Xing Hun’s evil eyes were full of unwillingness.
They had traveled thousands of miles, but as a result, they were intimidated and forced to retreat without even seeing the Martial God. It was truly humiliating.
The Martial God was very powerful, but was the Yin-Yang School so weak?
“Then you go to the Flying Immortal Pavilion to find the Martial God?”
Yue Shen mocked.
“You…”
Xing Hun was annoyed. Even though he was arrogant and conceited, he did not dare to go to the Flying Immortal Pavilion to find the Martial God at this moment.
Because.
That would be courting death.
“The Martial God is too mysterious and unpredictable. It is not wise to make direct contact for now!”
Donghuang Taiyi thought of the scene of Tian Meng’s death, and then said, “However, our Yin-Yang School is proficient in divination. Since direct contact is too dangerous, then we will break through from the side!”
“Lord Donghuang is wise!”
Upon hearing this, Xing Hun’s eyes lit up, and an insidious look appeared in his evil eyes, “Everyone has weaknesses, such as family, friends, women…”
“As long as we divine information about the Martial God, and prescribe the right medicine, we won’t have to worry about him not submitting!”
The more Xing Hun spoke, the more excited he became, as if he could already imagine the climax of controlling the Martial God.
“Your idea is very dangerous. Once you anger the Martial God, it will bring a catastrophe to our Yin-Yang School!”
Yue Shen’s lips parted slightly, and her cold voice was like a bucket of cold water poured on Xing Hun’s head.
Xing Hun was annoyed, and with a contemptuous look, he said:
“How is it dangerous? I didn’t say I would definitely target the people around the Martial God. I’m talking about prescribing the right medicine. Do you even understand what that means? Women are short-sighted!”
“You…”
Yue Shen was ashamed and angry, and was about to say more, but Donghuang Taiyi interrupted her.
“Alright, enough nonsense. Let’s first divine information about the Martial God. Other matters can be decided after the results are out!”
“Yes, Lord Donghuang!”
Xing Hun and Yue Shen did not dare to argue further and responded respectfully.
Donghuang Taiyi had absolute authority in the Yin-Yang School.
Even the arrogant and conceited Xing Hun did not dare to disobey him in the slightest.
The two of them stood to the left and right of Donghuang Taiyi.
Donghuang Taiyi took out an ancient tortoise shell used for divination and performed the Yin-Yang School’s unique divination technique.
Xing Hun and Yue Shen assisted him from the side.
The three of them worked together, and three different colors of true qi were injected into the tortoise shell, with Donghuang Taiyi’s true qi as the main force, and Xing Hun and Yue Shen’s true qi as support.
Buzz buzz.
As the true qi was injected, the tortoise shell began to tremble, and then it floated into the air, spinning rapidly. The surrounding area seemed to have countless stars in motion, creating a variety of phenomena.
Boom.
However, just as the divination was not even halfway through, a towering sword qi, like a silver river pouring down from the nine heavens,
crossed the long river of time and space.
It suddenly appeared.
The terrifying sword intent was like the collapse of the heavens and the cracking of the earth.
It was fierce, sharp, and unstoppable.
In the darkness, it was as if a peerless and terrifying figure stood in the void.
A sword that could cut down the sun, moon, and stars, like a peerless sword immortal.
Bang bang!
Under this sword qi, the thousand-year-old black tortoise shell instantly shattered, turning into dust.
Donghuang Taiyi, Xing Hun, and Yue Shen were struck as if by a heavy blow. With a ‘wah’, they spat out a mouthful of blood, their minds blank.
A majestic and vast Dao sound echoed in their ears:
“Immortals cannot be humiliated!”
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