Shortly after Xuan Mo defeated the Demonic Sword Immortal, a powerful aura swept over, accompanied by a voice: "You insolent brat! How dare you defeat my master? You're courting death!"
Xuan Mo's face darkened. "Who are you? Why are you so arrogant? Just because you say I'm courting death, does that mean I am? Come, let's spar. This young master's sword never fights nobodies."
The powerful expert coughed when he heard this. "I am surnamed Ye—Ye Dingzhi. Young man, your martial arts are indeed formidable. However, what is the reason for challenging people everywhere?"
Xuan Mo chuckled. "Li Fansong of Wangcheng Mountain, please enlighten me... Hmm, wait. Senior, you asked why I challenge people everywhere? Come, come, I'll explain it to you. Naturally, I have my reasons for challenging people everywhere. Well, I'm only doing it for fun. Have I ever killed anyone?"
Ye Dingzhi shook his head. "You haven't."
Xuan Mo nodded. "There are so many people killing each other in the martial world, and you don't care about them. Yet you care about me challenging people everywhere? Is there something wrong with your brain, or are your eyes defective? If you want to fight, then let's have a satisfying battle. Otherwise, mind your own business." What he was actually thinking was, What the hell kind of world is this? Every time I fight someone, another expert appears. There sure are a lot of experts here, huh?
Of course, he did not know that this world was not originally supposed to be like this. Unfortunately, Xuanxiao had thrown a fierce dragon like him into this world, causing the World Consciousness to fluctuate. Thus, the World Consciousness had treated him as an Outer-world Demonic Entity and sent every expert—including those who had already died—to encounter him, hoping to crush him.