Chapter 843: The Mysterious Guest of the World's Number One

PS: The following three volumes—*World's Number One*, *Twin Dragons of the Datang*, and *Wind and Cloud*—are about the origin of the Stone Gate.

Yunmiaoshan, the holy land for the world's blade-wielders.

The Fifth Heaven Sun of the Heaven Beyond Heaven resides in this very place.

This Fifth Heaven Sun has an extremely illustrious past; he is the master of Jueqing Shanzhuang, the Overlord Blade who is devoid of emotion and righteousness, and a top-tier expert second only to the Divine Marquis of Iron Gall and the Invincible Playful Child. To become his true disciple and learn his Emotionless Slash, one must be devoid of emotion and righteousness, devoid of pity and love, and devoid of kin and friends. One must kill seven close friends within seven years.

He was originally the most famous blade-wielder in the world, but no one could have imagined that his true disciple, Guihai Yidao, would surpass his master, actually taking only seven years—and without even practicing the true Emotionless Slash—to defeat this world's number one blade.

From then on, the Overlord Blade's reputation was ruined, and he became a joke in the pugilistic world. Jueqing Shanzhuang fell into decline, and there was no longer an Overlord Blade in the world, only a living fruit peddler.

It was not until that First Heavenly Venerable of the Heaven Beyond Heaven stepped into the pugilistic world and invited the fruit peddler to join the Heaven Beyond Heaven that everyone realized the Overlord Blade was not as weak and powerless as the rumors in the pugilistic world claimed, but was instead biding his time.

He remained silent until he could make a stunning impact.

With a single slash, he dominated the world.

During the expansion of the Heaven Beyond Heaven, the Overlord Blade displayed that world-dominating blade technique.

Among the famous blade technique experts in the pugilistic world, very few could block three of his moves. No, to be more precise, often with a single slash, the opponent would be split down the middle, turning into two bloody corpses.

And once the momentum of the Heaven Beyond Heaven was established, this Fifth Heaven Sun hid himself in Yunmiaoshan, ignoring the affairs of the pugilistic world.

When one is in the pugilistic world, one is not master of one's own fate. From time to time, blade-wielding experts would come to challenge this world's number one blade-wielder, but unfortunately, apart from a gruesome corpse rolling down from the cliff, there was no other outcome.

In a thatched cottage on Yunmiaoshan, a middle-aged man dressed in blue robes sat cross-legged, a long blade with a black scabbard resting at his waist. He closed his eyes, his expression serene; no one could imagine that this was the Fifth Heaven Sun who was devoid of emotion and righteousness, and who had once caused the heads of pugilistic men to roll and blood to flow like a river.

The Overlord Blade suddenly looked stern, gripped his long blade in his hand, and said loudly, "Since you have come, why hide and skulk?"

"Haha." Amidst a clear, bright laugh, a snow-white blade light slashed in from outside the courtyard; the stone wall was Broken like tofu, and the hard ground emitted a continuous sound of shattering, cracking inch by inch. The entire thatched cottage hummed and trembled under this blade light, as if it might collapse at any moment.

The Overlord Blade narrowed his eyes and dodged the blade light. Looking closely, he saw a slender youth walking into the thatched cottage; he had delicate features, short hair reaching his ears, and a wanton, arrogant smile on his face. What was striking was that the youth was dragging a long blade in his palm that was about his own height, its cold light awe-inspiring.

The Overlord Blade's expression was grave; the slender youth stood there simply, yet blade intent surged from his entire body in all directions, as if he were not a person, but a blade—a Demon blade that dominated all living things and annihilated the universe.

Besides this youth, also stepping into the thatched cottage was a middle-aged Daoist, wearing Daoist robes, holding a horsetail whisk, with three long strands of beard under his chin, possessing the air of an immortal, and wearing a smiling expression, looking very easy to talk to.

But upon seeing this Daoist, the Overlord Blade's heart sank by another three points. He had previously only sensed the aura of the slender youth, but this middle-aged Daoist, even standing right in front of him, felt like the void itself. No existence, no up, no down, no left, no right.

"Such heavy killing intent; I seem to be complete strangers with the two of you," the Overlord Blade said with a grave expression.

The slender youth said, "Are you the Fifth Heaven Sun?"

The Overlord Blade said, "I am."

"Then that's right! Die!" The slender youth grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

He suddenly erupted, his long blade cutting through the sky, drawing out the sound of deep wind and thunder. The blade light, carrying fierce energy, slashed down violently toward the Overlord Blade.

The Overlord Blade only felt locked by a massive blade intent, squeezing in like a tidal wave. Before the blade even arrived, his bones were already rattling. He suddenly gave a low shout, his internal True Qi surged and exploded, and he swung his blade to strike.

Clang!

The two blades collided, and the energy exploded in mid-air. The Overlord Blade was shaken into retreating repeatedly, and he could not help but show a look of horror on his face. This youth looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen, yet his internal power was actually this deep and vast.

"To be able to block one strike from me, not bad." The slender youth chuckled, his figure flipped, and the blade light swirled like a dragon, as if to devour everything. The boiling air rolled with the blade light and suddenly merged into the blade edge, adding three points of power to this slash.

The Overlord Blade retreated several steps, his figure twisting and shifting, yet he was unable to truly avoid this blade light. He gritted his teeth and swung his long blade like thunder. The moment he swung the blade, all emotions on his face—surprise, cowardice, fear—vanished, and his face became as cold as ice that had not melted for ten thousand years.

Emotionless Slash.

He poured all his emotions into his long blade. As the two blades collided again, the energy exploded with a boom, and the venting energy whipped up gusts of wind, sending sand and stones flying. The thatched cottage shook incessantly, making one worry it might collapse at any moment.

Clang, clang, clang!

Immediately after, the two blade lights became entangled. As the two exchanged blows, blade lights crisscrossed and blade Qi ran wild; the thatched cottage finally collapsed with a boom.

The Overlord Blade's face was slightly pale; he was shocked to discover that the slender youth's blade technique was not only strong and overbearing, with every strike possessing the power of thunder, but also skilled in variation.

What was even more terrifying was that the Overlord Blade could sense that the opponent was just like a cat playing with a mouse, not using his full strength, with dense killing intent hidden within the blade light. Once this killing intent was unleashed, the blade momentum would inevitably be like a volcanic eruption, completely submerging him and leaving no survivors.

"To think there is such an expert in this world; I fear even the First Heavenly Venerable might not be able to defeat him." The Overlord Blade's thoughts raced, and he slashed out another blade; borrowing the force of this strike, his figure retreated, turning into a bolt of lightning as he rushed down the mountain. "These two fellows have mysterious origins; there are no such two experts in the world, and they have an aura similar to the First Heavenly Venerable. Could it be... are they also the so-called Heaven Beyond Heaven, guests from beyond the heavens?"

The slender youth did not pursue, but instead turned his gaze toward the middle-aged Daoist.

"Don't worry," the middle-aged Daoist said with a smile, a yellow talisman paper appearing in his hand from nowhere. He chanted something, and the yellow talisman paper turned into a beam of light, rising into the air and extending into a semi-circular yellow barrier, covering a radius of one hundred meters.

The Overlord Blade naturally discovered the yellow barrier as well. While performing his light-body technique, he slashed at the yellow barrier blocking his path, but only felt a pain in the web between his thumb and forefinger; although a small opening was left in the barrier, it closed again in an instant.

"Fifth Heaven Sun, accept your fate; this time next year will be the anniversary of your death." The slender youth dragged his blade, a smile on his face, and approached the Overlord Blade step by step.