Chapter 443

Hearing him announce his name, Sheng Yayu couldn't help but laugh.

"Wang Xu, you couldn't even take half a sword from my master—coming here isn't asking for humiliation, is it?"

Back then, Ximen Wudi wanted to recruit the Master of Guigu, but the man refused the offered wine and chose the penalty drink instead.

Under one sword strike from Ximen Wudi, this man used a secret method to escape, faking his death to vanish.

From then on, Ximen Wudi became his worst inner demon; every time he thought of that one sword, his heart and liver felt torn apart.

As a result, after so many years, his cultivation had come to a standstill.

The Heavenly Dao Golden List bestowed him a Bodhi Clear-Heart Pill, and he used it to suppress his inner demon—

yet he immediately came here to face the invincible Qinglong Society?

This man must have been scared silly by the Great Dragon Head, right?

Originally, the Master of Guigu's aura was astonishing, and the surrounding martial artists attacking him were all thrilled and encouraged.

After all, Sheng Yayu ranked twenty-ninth on the Nine Provinces Heavenly Dao Combat Power Ceiling List, and that move of hers just now was as dense and relentless as rain.

With her present, even a thousand martial artists would not dare fix their eyes on taking Wu Dangpai.

When the Master of Guigu appeared, his aura was actually on par with Sheng Yayu's, letting these monsters and demons see hope.

But after he announced his name, not only did Sheng Yayu laugh.

Even these monsters and demons laughed privately.

"No way! No way?"

"Sending such a coward—can he really beat the Qinglong Society's Four Season Guardians?"

"Exactly. Back then he couldn't even take half a sword from Ximen Wudi—let that pass."

"But after he ran, just because of Ximen Wudi, he developed a lifelong inner demon."

"With a mentality like this, he still deserves to be called a grandmaster of his generation?"

"I don't have high hopes for him…"

"I don't have high hopes either…"

For a moment, the private discussions among these martial artists rose one after another.

Though they spoke in very low voices, how could Sheng Yayu and the Master of Guigu not hear them?

"These bastards…"

The Master of Guigu's face turned green with rage. If circumstances didn't force his hand, did you think this old man wanted to come out?

He wanted to walk away on purpose, but he knew that leaving this time would not only offend the Qinglong Society, but also the forces behind the scenes.

When that time came, though the Nine Provinces were vast, there truly would be no place for him to stay.

"Enough! Though winning against you isn't glorious, who told you to deliver yourself to my door?"

Sheng Yayu slapped the wheelchair beneath her.

The many hidden weapons that had just been shot out, as if summoned by something, flew back.

Then from all directions, they came before Sheng Yayu.

They were clearly weapons and hidden weapons stained with blood, instruments that had killed people.

But now, under Sheng Yayu's unknown technique, they resembled a blooming bouquet of fresh flowers.

Then the flowers gathered and burrowed into the wheelchair, vanishing without a trace.

"Holy shit? What did I just see? Am I seeing things?"

"You're not seeing things. The Four Season 'Spring Flower' gathered those shot-out hidden weapons and took them back…"

"Doesn't this mean she can deploy and recall them at will, which also means unlimited hidden weapons?"

"Seems like it…"

"Then what's the point of fighting…"

The faces of these martial artists turned extremely ugly.

Hidden-weapon experts were already hard to deal with, and now they'd run into one who could both launch and recall.

Doesn't that mean, as long as her true qi isn't exhausted—

she can keep killing?

"The Qinglong Society is too terrifying. I want to go home…"

"Me too, but just say it in your head."

Because of this move, the morale of these martial artists instantly dropped to freezing point.

Even that masked man in the ghost mask said, somewhat exasperated:

"Master of Guigu, get moving, or you know the consequences."

The Master of Guigu sighed. He'd lived a carefree life—first scared out of his wits by Ximen Wudi, and now being threatened again.

But the current situation left him no choice.

"Miss, forgive me."

The Master of Guigu released his full aura, gathered all his true qi in both palms, and attacked Sheng Yayu.

His left palm stood vertical—this was the Vertical Palm.

His right palm lay flat—this was the Horizontal Palm.

The union of vertical and horizontal was precisely the supreme ultimate art of Guigu Sect.

The power of heaven and earth atop the main peak of Mount Wudang was also drawn upon in large part by the Master of Guigu's move.

"This fellow is indeed extraordinary. Barely suppressing his inner demon, and he can break through to the supreme, advancing into the Supreme Mythical Realm…"

Sheng Yayu's eye was sharp—being able to mobilize so much power of heaven and earth required nothing less than the Mythical Realm.

Previously, the Master of Guigu had been stuck at the peak of the Heavenly Being Realm because of his inner demon.

The Heavenly Dao Golden List rewarded him with a Bodhi Clear-Heart Pill, which actually allowed him to break through!

"Pity, so what!"

Sheng Yayu slapped the wheelchair beneath her once more.

"Both being of the supreme Mythical Realm, there are still high and low distinctions among them, you know!"

"A person like you, entangled by inner demons—what right do you have to call yourself 'supreme'!"

Just then, the wheelchair beneath Sheng Yayu, under her control, suddenly revealed a neat row of pitch-black openings.

Everyone knew that was where Sheng Yayu's hidden weapons were stored.

For a moment, everyone held their breath, preparing to watch this great battle between Mythical Realm experts!

277—One Sword to the Ends of the Earth!

"A verse of poetry"

"A dou of wine"

"A long song"

"One sword to the ends of the earth"

Just as Sheng Yayu and Guiguzi were on the verge of a great battle, a clear, resonant voice suddenly rang out from the void.

As the final line "One sword to the ends of the earth" fell, above the True Warrior Great Hall, the world's primeval force gathered at tremendous speed.

The primeval force that had originally been drawn upon by Guiguzi's Art of the Vertical and Horizontal.

In an instant, it lost control, like a horse that had slipped its reins, surging toward the void to converge.

"What the hell…"

Guiguzi stared dumbfounded, hands one before the other, rooted to the spot in a daze.

Without the augmentation of the world's primeval force, the power of the Vertical and Horizontal absolute art could not be underestimated.

But that also depends on who the opponent is!

Facing Sheng Yayu of "Four Seasons Spring Flowers," without the world's primeval force, it was almost no different from seeking death!

Now the awkward Guiguzi was in a bind—whether to attack or not to attack.

Fortunately, he wasn't left to think for long.

The next moment, the boundless primeval force of the world actually condensed into a giant sword, falling heavily.

Countless people who had come to besiege Wu Dangpai stared dumbfounded at this apocalyptic scene.

They wanted to fight, but how could a person contend with the heavens and earth?

They wanted to flee, but this giant sword pierced through heaven and earth, incomparably massive.

Under its oppressive might, it enveloped the entire main peak of the True Warrior Great Hall.