NOVPUBThis guy was not only extraordinarily talented, but even his tactics were ruthless and fierce.
It was clear that the assailant was Nanmen Tianhong’s backup plan, or perhaps a death warrior.
"Nanmen Tianhong, I will remember what happened today outside the Nine States Domain," Qingmu Xuan said with some indignation.
Nanmen Tianhong just smiled and did not speak, neither denying nor agreeing.
Yue Yi, although he had killed the ambusher, still retained some semblance of reason.
He did not engage in a fight to the death with Nanmen Tianhong but instead clutched the body on the ground and sobbed.
Nanmen Tianhong turned to look at Xu Zimei and said, "Leave your name. In a few years, when my cultivation is complete, I will come to challenge you."
"I am always on the move, even if I gave you my name, you wouldn’t be able to find me.
Besides, I am not interested in fighting a rematch with a former subordinate I defeated," Xu Zimei shook his head and said.
"Let’s fight again on the day of Destiny, and I hope you have good luck then."
"I will remember you," Nanmen Tianhong said earnestly after giving Xu Zimei a deep look, then turned and left.
Many people nearby followed the footsteps of Nanmen Tianhong, ascending the Cloud-Reaching Ladder together.
Qingmu Xuan also gave Xu Zimei a look and said calmly, "The elders of the Nine States Immortal Palace will handle this matter."
"Let your elders come find me. It doesn’t matter even if Emperor Qingyang were alive," Xu Zimei said with a light laugh.
"How arrogant," Qingmu Xuan glanced at Xu Zimei and said displeasedly, before turning away with the woman beside her.
"This Saintess of the Nine States Immortal Palace doesn’t seem to have much tolerance either," Xu Zimei shook his head and said to Demon Thirteen.
"At least her appearance is passable."
"In this world, many crave wealth and lust, it’s only human nature. Everyone yearns for beautiful things.
Having good looks is already a great advantage," Demon Thirteen replied.
"Are you going to rest at the Vast Expanse Building tonight, young master?"
"Hmm, just find a pavilion to take a break, and that will be enough," Xu Zimei nodded and replied.
"After getting the travel token tomorrow, we’ll head straight to Void Valley." 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
Despite Xu Zimei’s display of strength today that made people take a fresh look at him, Nanmen Tianhong’s influence in Great Liang was indeed too formidable.
Hence, no one dared to approach him to make his acquaintance.
The atmosphere in the Vast Expanse Building was still as lively as ever, even deep into the night.
The moonlight was gentle on the water, quietly sprinkling over the now calm, glittering surface of the lake.
Xu Zimei rested his head on his arm, looking up into the sky above the pavilion and spoke calmly, "Since you’ve come, why hide in hiding?"
No sooner had his words fallen, a black figure had already appeared outside the pavilion.
Xiao Mo was dressed in a black robe, holding a black wine jug in his hand.
The scent of the alcohol nearly permeated the area for miles, as Xiao Mo slowly walked in.
"Is something the matter?" Xu Zimei asked, turning his head.
"I find you very interesting," Xiao Mo said as he tipped back his head to take a swig of wine before sitting down on the other side of the pavilion.
The evening breeze gently lifted his bangs.
"It’s been a long time since Nanmen Tianhong has taken a loss," he said with a light chuckle.
"Oh, is it just because of that?" Xu Zimei asked.
"I’ve always been interested in the strong. Battle perfects my Sword Dao," Xiao Mo responded.
"Seeing a myriad of different ways, in the company of three, there is my teacher."
"You’re not ready yet. Challenging me now would only harm your will. Grow some more," Xu Zimei shook his head and said.
"How would you know without trying?" Xiao Mo turned to look at him, his eyes full of fighting spirit as he regarded Xu Zimei.
"Do you truly believe that your Sword Domain is unbeatable?" Xu Zimei asked coolly.
"Without entering the Sword Domain, how can one speak of the Sword Dao," Xiao Mo said with an intense gaze.
To speak of the Sword Domain, one must first understand what a domain is.
Every type of weapon has its own domain.
The so-called domain refers to a realm where a weapon has been comprehended to the utmost limit, to the point where it can influence the surrounding environment.
Within these environments, that is, within the domain, the use of the weapon can maximize damage.
It can even change the terrain to create an environment conducive to one’s own combat style.
The young generation, Xu Zimei, had encountered many, but the only one who truly managed to cultivate a domain was Xiao Mo.
"Do you really look down upon my Sword Domain?" Xiao Mo chuckled lightly.
"It seems your arrogance is ingrained," Zimo retorted.
"Do you truly understand the Sword Domain?" Xu Zimei shook his head with a smile and said, "Then take a look at this strike of mine."
As he spoke, he casually drew the Tyrant Shadow, the Curved Blade emerging from its sheath, gleaming with a stern cold light.
The moment Xu Zimei casually swung it, a blade qi flew towards Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo’s body hair stood on end instantly, as if a chill ran down his spine, sharp and piercing to the bone.
As if facing a formidable enemy, he watched this strike with his hand firmly gripping the sword hilt, yet he was unable to make any move.
In his field of vision, everything in front of him seemed to be engulfed by darkness.
In this darkness, countless blade qi raged, tens of thousands, millions, even billions, immeasurably, as if they could ravage anything and everything.
Xiao Mo had only one thought, that he couldn’t block this attack no matter what.
Neither his Sword Domain nor he would suffice.
As the blade qi passed by his ear, it gently sliced off a few strands of his black hair.
The blade qi reached the lake bottom, causing only a small ripple.
Together with the ripple, those few strands of black hair also drifted down.
Silence, a quiet like death itself.
Only Xiao Mo’s heavy breathing could be heard, as he lifted his head, his eyes burning with questions, and asked, "What was that just now?"
"Blade Qi," Xu Zimei replied.
"No, it wasn’t that. What I saw wasn’t just that," Xiao Mo shook his head and said.
"Then you’ll have to seek the answer yourself," Xu Zimei said with a smile, "All I can tell you is this.
I am the Heavenly Blade, and the Sword Domain is also me."
Xiao Mo carefully repeated Xu Zimei’s words then stood up and bowed deeply to Xu Zimei.
He said earnestly, "I have learned a great deal."
Xu Zimei waved his hand slightly, indicating that Xiao Mo could leave.
...
All night, Xu Zimei was still accustomed to perceiving his own strength.
When daylight broke, he slowly opened his eyes.
"What time is it?" Xu Zimei asked Demon Thirteen beside him in a soft voice.
"It’s already noon," Demon Thirteen replied.
"Let’s go," Xu Zimei stood up and nodded.
The Vast Expanse Building had quieted down a lot, and few other Talented Disciples were seen.
However, the battle between Xu Zimei and Nanmen Tianhong from yesterday had, within a short period of time today, spread throughout the entirety of Great Liang City.
It was said that someone had defeated Nanmen Tianhong in just two moves.
Xu Zimei couldn’t be bothered with such matters, as the Nightmare’s carriage slowly made its way to the central area of Great Liang City.
That is, to the place where the passage tokens were processed.
The carriage had only made it halfway when it was stopped by several people.
These individuals were all dressed in red, wearing an official black cap, with a Curved Blade hanging at their waist.
"What’s the matter?" Demon Thirteen asked as he looked at them.
"My master would like to invite the young master in the carriage for a visit," said the leading man politely.
