Supreme Sword Exalt

Wu Xin gave Gu Han such a bizarre, evil, and dangerous feeling. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he was a demon wearing human skin.

Thinking of Yan Qianjue’s words, Gu Han concluded: The demon fetus inside Wu Xin has definitely awakened.

Gu Han glanced at Luo Wushuang. “Did you bring him here?”

He knew very well that Luo Wushuang could control the mist here, so he could also let anyone in. Wu Xin’s arrival couldn’t be a coincidence.

Luo Wushuang nodded. “Yes. He seems extraordinary. Bringing him here could be a good thing.”

Gu Han sneered. “Perfect! You two can keep each other company. Sorry, but I won’t be accompanying you!”

He turned to leave and walked toward the mist.

From behind came Wu Xin’s voice, full of greed. “Benefactor, please stay.”

Gu Han ignored him.

The next moment, a roar full of brutality sounded. Wu Xin’s demonic flames rose, transforming into a hundred-zhang tall, ferocious-looking monster with two horns on its head. Its blood-red eyes widened as it roared and pounced at Gu Han. Carrying peerless saint might, the demonic qi dispersed all the surrounding mist.

Gu Han’s eyes narrowed as he turned around. “You’re asking for death!”

The next moment, his divine soul probed into the great ocean of vital qi, mobilizing his own drop of the power of heaven and earth. In an instant, a powerful, unmatched Saint might that was nearly impossible to resist descended. The two saint mights collided, emitting violent rumbles. Waves of terrifying power spread in all directions, sweeping away the mist. Neither held back. The battle reached its climax in no time.

Gu Han swung his sword repeatedly. “Kill!”

Several hundred-zhang-long, red sword auras of peerless sharpness struck the demonic projection. They severed its head and limbs. Then, he delivered another full-powered sword slash. A sword aura condensed to the extreme landed on Wu Xin, flashing through him.

Silently, a blood mark appeared on Wu Xin, starting from between his eyebrows and continuing downward. He had been split in two by a single sword strike. Even a Saint realm cultivator would’ve been severely injured by this blow. However, Wu Xin seemed unaffected.

He dipped his finger in the wound, and licked his finger. “You can harm me. Your flesh and blood must taste good!”

With a shift of his demonic qi, the fatal wound rapidly healed. Gu Han wasn’t surprised. A demon fetus’ origin was strange and mysterious. If it were easy to deal with, the old monk would have already subdued the demon and eradicated the evil. Why would he keep it by his side, trying to suppress its demonic nature with Buddhist dharma?

Luo Wushuang looked at Wu Xin, then at Gu Han, praising continuously, “Demon fetus? Supreme Stages? Truly powerful!”

Although the two had only just entered the Saint realm, in terms of saint might alone, they had already surpassed ordinary Saint realm cultivators of the sixth or seventh stage. Not to mention that each of them also commanded extremely powerful divine ability killing moves.

Luo Wushuang shook his head. “Enough. This works perfectly.”

No longer hesitating, he made a pinching gesture with his left hand, and the immortal spirit power dispersed. At that moment, the ferocious demonic projection and the red sword aura fell toward Luo Wushuang. The two had noticed his action and turned their targets, joining forces to attack him.

A layer of hazy immortal light enveloped Luo Wushuang as he smiled faintly. “It isn’t time for you to kill me yet.”

Just as the two attacks landed, he blocked the sword aura with his left hand and the demonic projection with his right. The sword aura trembled, and the demonic projection roared, clashing against the immortal light.

Even someone like Yan Qianjue at the Feather Transformation realm would die from their combined attack if they weren’t careful. Yet Luo Wushuang still managed to block both attacks. However, his immortal light trembled slightly, and a hint of paleness appeared on his face.

Only now did Gu Han truly notice Luo Wushuang’s peculiarity. One moment, he was at the first stage of the Saint realm; the next, he was at the peak of the Saint realm, only to drop to the Transcendent realm for the briefest instant.

Although it was very difficult, Luo Wushuang still wore that gentle and refined expression, as if nothing in the world could disturb his state of mind. “Gu Han, you cannot escape this game. The moment you stepped onto the Gold List, the outcome was already decided.”

The immortal light swirled incessantly, gradually wearing away the sword aura. He then shattered the demonic projection with a single palm strike. Luo Wushuang seemed to suffer some minor injuries as a result, as a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Gu Han. “If you want to kill me, I’ll give you the chance later. For now, please enter the game with me.”

The immortal light that had just dispersed into the sky exploded. As a vague heavenly might tinged with anger descended, the ground began to shake violently. Gu Han could only watch as things unfolded, powerless to resist.

Suddenly, the surrounding mist subtly changed, taking on a hint of red. It was extremely vivid, just like the eye of the Great Dao he had seen back then.

Wu Xin looked up at the sky, letting out strange laughs. “The tenth pass?”

***

While everyone was fighting over opportunities in the seventh pass, a vast heavenly might tinged with anger descended. Even the immortal light-filled place shook violently, turning a shade of red.

Everyone was greatly alarmed. What’s happening?!

Clearly, this strange phenomenon was not a normal test of the Gold List.

Feeling the anger within the heavenly might, Fatty’s expression changed drastically. Could that bastard have pissed off the Great Dao again?! Does he really have a death wish?

***

Inside the small courtyard at the Central Dao Palace, Hua Xing gritted his teeth at Xiao Yang. “I swear that from today onward, every bald donkey in the world is my mortal enemy! I’ll beat every one I see!”

Xiao Yang was taken aback. Such deep hatred!

“You—”

A continuous series of loud explosions interrupted him from above.

He looked up and was dumbfounded. The Gold List, which covered the entire sky and was filled with hazy immortal light, now had streaks of red lightning. The lightning tumbled relentlessly, carrying traces of destructive intent, faintly dyeing the Gold List red.

***

In the blink of an eye, the mist around Gu Han had completely turned red. He felt as if he were in a red world. He glared at Luo Wushuang. “Where is this?”

Luo Wushuang didn’t hide it from him. “The tenth pass.”

Gu Han’s face darkened like the bottom of a pot. He really wanted to chop Luo Wushuang down. Still, he forcibly reined in his rage. “Where’s the item?! Where’s the Ultimate Saint law fragment?!”

Since things had come to this, he felt like he had to secure the benefits before cutting Luo Wushuang down.

Luo Wushuang was silent for a moment before saying, “It’s on the ninth pass.”

Gu Han was also silent for a moment. The next moment, he burst out cursing, “Fucking bastard! Do you have no shame?!”

I could’ve fucking gotten it myself! Don’t I have hands?! Did I need you to deliver it?

He felt that Luo Wushuang was very shameless and insidious, using something that originally belonged to him to trap him. Just then, as the red mist swirled, a mysterious aura fell within the perception of the three.

Gu Han was slightly dazed. Infected by this aura, he felt as if he had experienced the mortal world. His originally extremely resolute will now fluctuated slightly. Emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness flashed through his mind, and he increasingly lost control.