Supreme Sword Exalt

Deep within the Wild Forest.

Luo Wushuang walked forward at a measured pace, admiring the scenery along the way. He wore an expression of utter leisure. To him, what was originally a place of deep gloom and darkness seemed like a beautiful landscape. He could never get tired of appreciating it.

Suddenly, he stopped walking and looked up. There was a faint rumble of thunder.

He smiled. “Hmm? Lightning tribulation? That’s interesting.”

As he continued forward, the sound grew louder and louder. Suddenly, a thunder far louder than before erupted. A figure fell from mid-air, crashing down heavily not far in front of him. Yet, Luo Wushuang’s steps never faltered, as if he never noticed a thing.

The next moment, that figure suddenly surged up, reaching out for Luo Wushuang with his large hand. “Kill!”

He was charred black, covered in horrifying wounds. Combined with the overwhelming demonic qi around him, he seemed like a ghostly apparition.

Luo Wushuang merely smiled, slowly extending his right hand to block. “Sir, what an immense killing intent!”

Their figures collided instantly, sending a terrifying force exploding outwards. Everything within their radius turned to ashes, including several demonic beasts that couldn’t escape in time.

“Kill!”

Going into a frenzy, the man unleashed strike after strike upon Luo Wushuang. Each of his attacks carried a terrifying power, capable of killing a Soaring Realm cultivator instantly. Yet, they couldn’t harm Luo Wushuang in the slightest.

After some time had passed, the man seemed to have vented all his killing intent, and gradually regained a trace of reason. “Who are you...?”

Luo Wushuang sighed. “Sir, you attempted to kill me despite not knowing who I am? Isn’t that somewhat unreasonable?”

The man’s long, disheveled hair completely obscured his expression. “I-I remember now, I need to... find my son...”

Luo Wushuang was somewhat curious. “Your son? Who is he?”

“Gu... Han...”

“Gu Han?”

The man abruptly raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes as black as ink. “Y-you... know him...?”

Luo Wushuang pointed behind him. “I’ve heard of him. He should be in the Great Qi imperial capital now. Head in this direction, and you’ll see your son when you reach the end.”

“Thank... you...” the man expressed with great difficulty, the demonic qi swirling around him.

Then, his figure shot into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Luo Wushuang slowly raised his right hand, which was dripping with blood. “A demon? This is getting more and more interesting.”

***

Within the palace.

After seeing Gu Han kill Ding Quan, Yuan Gang laughed coldly and turned to leave. “Let’s go. He’s done for.”

Chu Kuang caught up behind him, smiling. “Senior Brother, don’t be so angry. He’s arrogant beyond measure. He seems to believe a little skill lets him get away with anything. What a pity. Even in a world full of geniuses, only those who know when to advance and when to retreat remain standing in the end.”

Yuan Gang sighed with emotion. “You make a valid point. If Senior Brother Luo returns, he should be quite satisfied with you.”

Chu Kuang pretended to be surprised. “Senior Brother Luo? I’ve heard you mention him several times. Is he very strong?”

Thinking of Luo Wushuang, Yuan Gang’s face was filled with awe. “No. He’s way more than that!”

Meanwhile, everyone else was still frozen by the clean, decisive way Gu Han acted.

Elder Wu and Elder Feng exchanged a look, their eyes dim. There is absolutely no going back this time!

Zheng Ning stared at his disciple’s severed head, still wearing an expression of terror. He seethed all over, almost losing all reason. “You fucking bastard! How dare you humiliate me like this! I will tear you to pieces!”

Murong Yuan hesitated for a moment before saying, “Zheng Ning, today’s matter—”

Zheng Ning’s face was twisted with rage as he gritted his teeth. “Supreme Elder, I gave the Murong family enough face, letting you fulfill your agreement. I’m sure you won’t still protect him! I will kill him today! Don’t you dare stop me!”

Murong Yuan fell silent. A moment later, he let out a long sigh. “Since this is your choice, then you should also bear the consequences.”

Having said that, he lightly waved his hand. Beside him, Murong Chuan, along with six hidden guards, bowed slightly to Gu Han. “Honored Guest, we have completed all your entrusted tasks. We shall now take our leave.”

Gu Han also returned the gesture. “Senior, thank you for the trouble.”

Murong Chuan’s expression was complex. He sighed softly, then moved to stand behind Murong Yuan.

Murong Yuan glanced at Murong Yan and the other. “You two, come back with me.”

Murong Yan was frantic, trying to rush out again. “Old Ancestor, you can’t leave Brother Gu here! He is an honored guest of the Murong family, you—”

Murong Yuan flicked his sleeve, and a burst of spirit qi landed, firmly holding her in place. “What a disgrace! I haven’t even settled the matter of the token with you yet!”

Given how things unfolded, Gu Han felt no discomfort at all. “Sister Murong, we merely met by chance. You owe me nothing. On the contrary, I could not have sought vengeance without you. Before doing this, I’ve already considered the consequences. Death alone is nothing.”

Upon hearing this, Murong Yan tightly gripped her Purple Golden Hammer.

Looking at Murong Yan’s exceptionally mighty appearance, Fatty asked Gu Han, full of curiosity. “I-Is she your junior sister?”

“Yes, you jealous?”

Fatty instantly gave a thumbs up. “That’s so cool!”

Gu Han glanced at him. “Fatty, even at a time like this, you’re still thinking of asking such things?”

Fatty’s face was full of emotion. “Hehe. Even if I die, I don’t want to be a confused ghost.”

Gu Han also smiled. “It seems like you’ve really thought it through.”

Upon seeing the two chatting and laughing as if no one else was present, Zheng Ning could no longer suppress the killing intent. “I swear I won’t let either of you off lightly.”

Gu Han slowly raised his sword. “Fatty, I’ve always been curious, what exactly is that golden light on you?”

“The Indestructible Golden Physique!”

“A special physique?”

Fatty licked his lips, the golden light gradually brightening as he said proudly, “Of course! When it comes to defense, I’m number one in the world. It’s just a pity that this physique has a fatal flaw. Did you really think I was afraid of your broken sword?”

Gu Han was full of disdain. “Hehe. All that talk, and it’s just a turtle shell?”

“Say what you will.” The golden light on Fatty was nearly solid. Then, he crooked a finger at Zheng Ning. “Old bastard, come o—”

Before he could finish, a large hand struck his chest. Fatty’s golden light shattered completely. His face turned from gold to red, then from red to white. He lasted less than half a moment before flying far away.

Murong Yuan sighed softly. Judging by the aura emanating from Fatty, he knew the special physique was extremely rare. What a pity...

Zheng Ning withdrew his large hand, his gaze shifting to land on Gu Han. “It’s your turn—hmm?”

He frowned slightly, instinctively unnerved by Gu Han’s killing intent, which had almost solidified into substance. The next moment, a battered, ragged blade filled with sword intent appeared before him. Killing intent lurked everywhere.

Murong Yuan lost his composure. “This spirit qi... he is actually at the Supreme Stage? His sword technique also contains such heavy killing intent! This kid is extraordinary!”

Murong Yan nearly roared, “Save him then, Old Ancestor!”

Even without hearing that, Murong Yuan already had the urge to forcibly rescue the two. However, he ultimately decided against it, seemingly having a second thought.

The others all turned their heads, unable to bear watching.

Zheng Ning’s large hand had already grasped the sword. “Brat, do you regret it now?”

Gu Han raised his head with difficulty. “Hehe. Regret your mom!”

All the spirit qi from his meridians, acupoints, and even the five hidden acupoints flowed into his sword. It advanced another half-inch, leaving a small wound on Zheng Ning’s hand.

He was both shocked and furious. “What?!”

He was at the fourth stage of the Heavenly Tribulation realm. Having been tempered by the lightning tribulation, he was extremely powerful! He never imagined that he would be injured by a mere Acupoint Unsealing realm cultivator!

“Fuck you!!!” With an angry shout, he instantly released the sword. His aura soared instantly as he struck Gu Han’s chest with his palm.

Lacking Fatty’s defensive power, Gu Han couldn’t even last half a moment. He instantly flew up and landed not far from Fatty. One strike and he was already nearly dead.