Volume 2 Whose Era Chapter 10: Don’t break the rules of the cultivation world
Before Mo Shao could finish saying the word "stupid" and his lips hadn't yet returned to normal shape, he felt a burning pain in his throat.
His frightened pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt his whole body lighten as a hand emitting terrifying heat grabbed his neck, and he was soaring into the sky as if he had no weight at all.
boom!
The golden flame of the Immortal broke through the roof of the palace, debris flew everywhere, and two figures went straight into the sky.
The sky turned golden, with golden flames all the way, flowers blooming and falling, making the figures in the golden light look like retrograde meteors.
At the top of the sky, a hand pinched Mo Shao fiercely and fell down with a loud bang.
The sound of the wind in his ears was like thunder, and its speed made Mo Shao's thoughts freeze in an instant.
He didn't even know how to resist. He just stared blankly at the face in front of him that was covered with golden cracks. Flames were gushing out of the cracks.
At this moment of rapid fall, the cracks on the face were quickly healing, gradually becoming angular, cold and handsome, especially the pair of eyes as deep as stars.
That’s not all.
His body, which originally had many similar cracks, was rapidly recovering, becoming as crystal clear as jade and in perfect shape.
Xiaoyao opened her mouth wide and couldn't close it. She stared blankly at Wang Chen transforming in the air.
Although the face in front of me looks similar to the past, it is much more handsome than before. It is an indescribable feeling, but it really happened.
The golden light rising into the sky attracted everyone's attention.
"What is that?"
Outside the palace, two cultivators who had just slaughtered thousands of imperial guards like gods of death were agitated and could not help but stare at the two figures shrouded in golden light.
"That's Master Mo!"
"How is that possible!"
Two exclamations caused their flying swords to lose their accuracy, and were dodged by the imperial guard general who was rushing over.
In their eyes, the omnipotent and extremely talented deputy sect leader was like a dead dog being grabbed by the neck and lifted into the sky, and then falling like a meteor.
boom!
A golden light flashed, the earth shook violently, and the huge shock passed through the soles of their feet to everyone's heart.
A fierce cloud of dust rose into the sky, debris flew everywhere, and golden light flashed like an erupting volcano, flashing brightly and then slowly extinguishing.
A huge pit was blown out on the hard palace ground, and Mo Shao spat out a mouthful of blood at the bottom.
The hand on his neck loosened, but he still lay there. He knew that any action he took could result in death.
How dare the kitten provoke the tiger?
The sound of cloth passing through the air was heard.
Xiaoyao was so considerate that she took out an exquisite white robe from Mo Shao's storage ring. Wang Chen took it and put it on.
The cultivators of the Red Sword Sect who were slaughtering the city outside noticed the changes here and gathered here one after another.
Looking at the deputy sect leader in the stone pit and the unknown cultivator with golden hair but emitting a burning and powerful aura, everyone was extremely frightened.
Some people secretly regretted coming here to check.
“Kneel down!”
Wang Chen said in a deep voice.
"Senior, we are from the Red Sword Sect. We should leave a way out for each other so that we can meet again in the future."
Chant!
The Red Sword Sect cultivator hadn't finished his words when a golden light flashed. Before he could even react, he was cut in half by a sword energy and blood spurted out.
"You think I want to see you scum?"
The golden Six Paths Sword is dazzling, like a symbol of status.
"Who are you……?"
"You are not dead?" a cultivator exclaimed, recognizing Wang Chen's identity.
With a thud, someone knelt down.
They destroyed a combat team under Master Ji, killed three high-level fighters who had reached the fifth level of Nirvana, and beheaded Xue Wuxue. No matter which of these achievements, they were not something that could be shaken by them, or even the entire Red Sword Sect.
The Six Paths Sword is his signature weapon, how could they not recognize it?
How could a third-rate sect like theirs afford to offend a person who even the two True Immortal forces couldn't do anything about?
"It's him I told you to kneel on."
Wang Chen faced the corpse of King Liang and bowed his head slightly to show respect.
"No!"
"As immortals, you can't ask us to kneel down before mortals . This is against the rules!"
Mo Shao's eyes suddenly turned red and he stood up. Wang Chen's actions just now had shattered his dignity into powder.
"Rules?" Wang Chen sneered. My fist is big, so I am the rules.
"Go to hell!" Mo Shao's face was filled with madness, his sword was buzzing, he condensed all his life's cultivation into this sword, and stabbed Wang Chen fiercely.
The sword flashed, and the true power of the sword had not yet condensed, but it suddenly went out of control, and the sword energy shattered and dissipated.
"Ah!" Mo Shao screamed in pain. His sword-holding arm was cut off by the sword and blood spurted out.
"You ant, how dare you show your teeth to me!" Wang Chen said indifferently.
These were the words that Mo Shao had said when he had humiliated King Liang, and now they were returned to Mo Shao.
"You are making an enemy of my entire Chijian Sect and the entire cultivation world." Mo Shao screamed.
"Nonsense!" A golden light flashed, and a blood mark appeared on Mo Shao's head. He fell down with unwilling eyes, and blood instantly flowed all over the ground.
His death caused this group of Red Sword Sect practitioners to completely collapse.
Plop, plop, they no longer cared about the so-called dignity of immortals and knelt on the ground in front of King Liang's body.
The commander of the imperial guards had been stunned just now, but now he finally reacted and fell to his knees, crying:
"If my king knew this in the afterlife, he would be in peace."
"Please, I beg you to kill all these evil people who consider themselves immortals!" He kowtowed repeatedly.
"Please, senior, let us go."
That group of cultivators had never imagined that a single word from this mortal could actually frighten them to such a degree that they kowtowed and begged for mercy.
There was silence for a moment.
The sword flashed.
Heads were rolling and blood was flowing all over the ground.
After everything fell silent, leaving only the cold wind with the tang of blood, Wang Chen inexplicably looked up at the sky where the golden clouds had not yet dissipated.
It is strange and magnificent, forming a sharp contrast with the corpses strewn all over the ground in Liang State.
For the first time, he thoroughly felt that in the eyes of cultivators, mortals were worse than pigs and dogs.
This night was the New Year's Eve of the State of Liang. The population of the State of Liang dropped by 80%. The city of Liang was dyed red with blood, including that of mortals and cultivators.
According to historians, King Liang died on this day and was later honored as King Wu of Liang. On the same day, a true immortal descended and killed the evil immortal.
The next day, the eldest son of King Liang succeeded to the throne and was named King Hui of Liang.
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Thousands of miles north of Liang State, there is a beautiful mountain that reaches into the clouds.
When mortals look up, they can only see a huge sword made of red stone lying across half the peak, and the rest are white clouds.
People often see immortals coming and going in the depths of the white clouds, leaving their names behind.
Among the mortals, those who want to go into the mountains to seek immortality often climb to the top of the mountain, hoping to learn the ability to fly and escape the ground and become immortal in one fell swoop.
But often there are few people who go there, and none who return.
There is a legend that a person who climbed a mountain was taken in by an immortal and taught immortal skills.
Some people also claimed that they saw piles of corpses at the bottom of the mountain with their own eyes.
Over time, the mountain turned into a forbidden area and no mortal dared to approach it.
At this time, on the top of the mountain where white clouds were curling, two people were sitting opposite each other above a magnificent hall.
The man on the right is wearing a red robe with gold threads, his black hair is tied into a bun, his short beard is neat and shiny, and at his side is a red flying sword with an ancient shape, the blade of which is engraved with ancient immortal inscriptions.
The man on the left hand was wearing a gray-white robe, with eyes like stars, crystal clear skin, and loose black hair, giving people a feeling as deep as the starry sky. However, the quirky little girl like a porcelain doll beside him announced his identity.
It was Wang Chen who had walked through the Nine Dragons Exiled Immortal Formation.
