Minghe: The Sword Comes

Mount Shouyang instantly erupted in chaos, with Heavenly Dao appearing and a terrifying aura raging, as if a deity had reversed the heavens and earth, throwing the laws of this place into complete disarray.

Minghe rushed in without hesitation, completely oblivious to the concept of keeping a low profile.

"Boom!"

Billions of rays of light erupted, and a great war broke out there.

The outside world was stunned and shocked by the power of the Minghe. They saw some phantoms appearing and disappearing on Mount Shouyang, dressed in very ancient clothing.

These are the oldest Guardian Deity of Human Race, and they are battling the Minghe.

"The Minghe truly lives up to its reputation as a top-tier powerhouse. It can fight against a hundred opponents single-handedly without losing in the slightest. Such combat strength is terrifying, simply frightening."

"That's incredible! To have such power right after breaking through to the Daluo Golden Immortal."

Many powerful figures were amazed; the Minghe had simply charged straight up, displaying incredible courage and ferocity.

What impressed them most was that the Minghe seemed to be holding its own.

Mount Shouyang, terrifying power surged, magical energy intertwined, and beams of immortal light appeared.

"Heh, you think you can stop me?"

Minghe overpowered a powerful Human Race, his attacks were wide-ranging and his methods were extremely domineering. The opponent was completely overwhelmed and had no chance to fight back.

"Useless trash, not a single one of you can fight! Who in Mount Shouyang is the strongest fighter?"

Minghe defeated another powerful being and laughed wildly without restraint.

Just as he expected, these Human Race powerhouses were no match for him at all; defeating them was an easy and effortless affair.

Just then, a giant hand grabbed down. It was Manshan Clan who had made his move, with powerful figures like Cangwu and Ligan by his side.

"Good! Let me see how many moves you can last."

With a long roar, Minghe launched a fierce attack, determined to fight head-on.

He is currently riding high and unmatched; he must continue this invincible momentum.

"Boom..."

A burst of violent power exploded, accompanied by a shrill and unbelievable scream.

Minghe's hand was severed, revealing the stark white bone. His face was twisted and ferocious, and he could hardly accept it.

"Having just entered the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal, you dare to challenge us? What do you take us for?"

Manshan Clan sneered, looking down at the Minghe with disdain, his superior position commanding attention.

After they ate the Yellow Plum, their cultivation reached the Daluo Golden Immortal level, but there are still gaps among Daluo Golden Immortal. After so many years of hard work, he was almost at perfection, while Minghe had just entered the Great Luo. How could he be their match?

"Die!"

Minghe a furious roar, Styx's broken arm instantly regenerated. At their level, they could regenerate from a single drop of blood; it was nothing unusual.

With one hand reaching out, it transformed into a raging river of blood, turning Mount Shouyang crimson. Large swathes of space corroded and shattered, and even the entire mountain range seemed to melt away.

This method already has the feel of the Blood River Formation. The guardians with low cultivation levels can already feel the blood in their bodies boiling and burning, as if it is about to break out of their bodies and merge into the Blood River to become nourishment.

"Let's all attack and kill this bastard!"

Manshan Clan didn't act arrogantly or show off; he immediately called on his companions to join the attack.

Instantly, beams of light shot out as Cangwu, Ligan, and other powerful figures made their move. Terrifying magical power intertwined and danced, almost evaporating the entire Blood River.

Minghe's expression changed, but before he could make a further move, he was slapped away by a large hand that seemed to appear out of nowhere.

Then another large hand grabbed him and pulled him back, followed by a barrage of fists and slaps that rained down like a storm.

Crackle, crackle.

Slaps and fists rained down relentlessly, leaving the Minghe man stunned. He tried to struggle, but was suppressed by waves of magical power, rendering him powerless.

Even someone as powerful as Minghe was now beaten black and blue, with shattered bones all over his body.

"You beasts! I will kill you all!"

Minghe let out a humiliating yet awe-inspiring roar; for a moment, he was so enraged he almost fainted.

His eyes were bloodshot; he was on the verge of losing his mind.

At this moment, the powerful figures outside were dumbfounded, their faces blank with shock and horror.

The dramatic change was hard to accept at first.

Just moments before, Minghe had displayed an invincible aura, full of vigor and looking like he was about to wreak havoc.

Suddenly he was brutally beaten, grabbed and hammered until he was in such a sorry state that if Minghe had a mother, Jidu wouldn't recognize her son.

That's so brutal!

Many powerful figures couldn't help but shudder, feeling a sense of relief. Fortunately, Minghe broke through first and became the first person to challenge the mountain; if it had been them, they would probably have fared even worse than Minghe.

At this moment, they gained a completely new understanding of the Great Luo of the Human Race on Mount Shouyang, and their evaluation of him rose considerably.

"Thanks to Fellow Minghe's dedication, I have come to know the perils of Mount Shouyang," a powerful being remarked with schadenfreude.

"That old bastard Minghe is really pathetic, is he really going to die?"

"He said he was going to be reincarnated, and he really did!"

In the Thunder-Fire Tribe, Qiangliang looked surprised and amazed, but felt exceptionally comfortable inside.

Not long ago I was worried about whether Minghe would succeed, but now it seems I was worrying too much.

"The Minghe was beaten so badly; the gap in strength is too great. Even if we achieve the Great Luo realm, we probably still have little chance of winning."

Zhurong said solemnly, "We were too hasty before. We thought that Daluo Golden Immortal would be enough, but now it seems that it's not enough."

"Then cultivate! Cultivate until you are completely invincible!"

Qiangliang slapped his thigh and said angrily.

"..."

Zhurong fell silent.

Meanwhile, after enduring inhuman torture, Minghe was finally able to escape.

"Sword, come!"

He shouted loudly, raised his hand and made a grabbing motion, Nether Sea of Blood, far away in endless space and time, suddenly erupted.

Two blood-red swords burst forth from the Sea of Blood, shattering space and time, and flew towards the Primordial Land, towards Mount Shouyang.

"You brought this on yourselves! The price for angering me must be paid in blood."

Minghe spoke in a cold voice, as if it came from the Nine Underworlds Hell, icy and chilling.

He was angrier than ever before; he had never been so angry, not even when he watched Houtu become a saint in his own home.

Their ugly behavior was exposed to the eyes of countless people.

If I can't save face today, then I might as well say goodbye to this world.

"Oh? Getting angry? Can't you even play games anymore? Who was spouting nonsense just now? I still prefer your arrogant and unruly self. Please come back to your old self."

Manshan Clan said with a mocking smile, mercilessly delivering a blow to the spirit.

Upon hearing this, Minghe was enraged once more, his eyes blazing with fury, wishing he could tear the person he hated to pieces and devour him alive.

"Buzz..."

The Yuantu Abi Twin Swords pierced through the air like shooting stars, flying towards the Minghe.

Just as the twin swords were about to reach Mount Shouyang, a giant hand reached out from the Human Race land to intercept them.

"Huh? You beast, how dare you?" Minghe was stunned for a moment, then exploded on the spot, roaring out.