239. Overbearing Sword Demon, Suppressing the Heroes!

distance.

Angel Yan and Tushan Yaya and the others did not show themselves directly, but instead hid in the dense forest, gazing at the distant scenery.

Tushan Yaya: "Sister Yan, things seem to have changed."

Angel Yan's gaze narrowed slightly as she sized Dugu Qiubai, who had arrived riding a golden eagle, and she said calmly, "It doesn't matter, anyway, the group leader's real target isn't them."

Gu Santong: "Tsk tsk, Sword Demon, what an unlucky name. He's just unlucky to have run into the group owner."

By the way, should we notify the group admin? Speaking of which, what has the group admin been doing? Why hasn't he come over yet?

And that bastard Li Xunhuan, I wonder what he's up to, there's been no news of him either."

Angel Yan pouted and snorted in dissatisfaction, "What serious business can the group owner possibly do? Of course, he'll just wait until the last minute to show off."

That guy, that's all he's good for, huh.

Everyone remained silent, embarrassed.

They dared not speak ill of Li Hao directly, otherwise they would face retaliation if discovered by a petty group admin.

The thought of Wanwan's fate still sent chills down everyone's spines.

Poor Wanwan, ugh, Wanwan isn't pitiful at all.

Wow, I wonder how Wanwan plans to develop the plot. A million-word piece of popular literature, and she's the female lead! Wow, well done, group admin.

Gu Santong felt a surge of satisfaction as he thought of Wanwan, who had been punished for her recklessness.

He suddenly realized that he had only been muted before, and mostly for a few minutes at that, which was truly a sign of the group admin's love for him.

Chat Group.

Angel Yan: "@Omniscient Li, something unusual has happened at Heavenly King Mountain. A guy named Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai has suddenly appeared. This guy seems a bit arrogant, provoking everyone as soon as he arrived. It looks like he's going to clear the area for you ahead of time."

Everyone watched the activity in the Chat Group, clicking their tongues in disapproval.

Sister Yan is indeed all talk and no action!

Li Hao was somewhat taken aback, and speechless.

Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai!

Damn, what a coincidence!

However, upon closer reflection, this world incorporates the plots of all of Jin Yong's novels, so the appearance of Dugu Qiubai doesn't seem entirely unacceptable.

But did Dugu Qiubai want to clear the field for himself in advance?

Li Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.

I booked this venue for my show-off act, and I even invited the audience—the props, pshaw, the spectators!—and you're trying to ruin it without offering anything in return? Isn't that a bit much?!

Omniscient Li: "How strong is Dugu Qiubai?"

Angel Yan: "Quite strong, already very close to the Void Refinement Realm. In your words, she's probably not far from breaking through the void and ascending to immortality."

Li Hao was somewhat surprised.

Dugu Qiubai has actually reached the pinnacle of this world!

Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai, the Sword Demon, is one of the strongest figures in Jin Yong's world. Only the mysterious and unpredictable Sweeper Monk of the Shaolin Sect could probably barely contend with him. This guy truly deserves to be called a super strong figure in Jin Yong's world, having actually reached such a level.

Although Li Hao's cultivation level was far superior to Dugu Qiubai's, this did not diminish his affirmation and respect for such an extreme cultivator.

After all, Dugu Qiubai didn't have a system to help him, nor did he have so many opportunities and fortuitous encounters. As a native of this world, he was able to become an unparalleled powerhouse who was almost able to shatter the void in this environment. Whether it was his talent or perseverance, he was undoubtedly one of the most outstanding talents in the world.

This kind of person deserves respect.

Li Hao hesitated for a moment, then said, "Since Dugu Qiubai wants to test the waters, let him go. You all should refrain from making any rash moves for now. I'll be there shortly."

Angel Yan: "Since the group admin doesn't care, I'm too lazy to teach him a lesson. But I still have to say, this guy is too arrogant, he looks like he deserves a beating."

Invincible Urchin Gu Santong: "Add one, this kid actually dares to call Dugu Qiubai, he's just too much of a chuunibyou."

"Tsk tsk, if I could beat him, I'd really like to punch him."

Everyone rolled their eyes.

You at least have some self-awareness!

You all know you can't beat them, so who gave you the courage to show off? The group admin?

Tushan Yaya: "How about I teach him a lesson after he's finished disciplining the others?"

Angel Yan: "Yaya, wake up! You've only just reached the Nascent Soul stage, what right do you have to lecture others? If you went up there, you'd probably just be giving them an extra meal— Nine-Tails takeout."

After a brief moment of thought, Tushan Yaya made a bold assumption and felt that what Angel Yan said was not without merit.

However, Yaya would never admit to the Nine-Tails takeout issue.

What's wrong with foxes? Foxes have their pride too, you know.

While everyone was talking, the Sword Demon had already arrived at the foot of Heavenly King Mountain.

A giant golden eagle, over two zhang tall, spread its wings and flew in, resembling a small airplane—quite a spectacular sight. However, with Ouyang Feng's hundred-zhang giant python present, the awe-inspiring sight brought by the golden eagle was clearly insignificant.

On the back of the golden eagle stood a middle-aged man dressed simply, with a weathered face.

His hair was quite messy, and his beard hadn't been shaved in a long time, with many parts tangled together, making him look like a pitiful vagrant. If you saw this person elsewhere, no one would associate him with the legendary Sword Demon.

Everyone was equally surprised when they saw the Sword Demon's appearance.

However, they were not ordinary people, and no one paid much attention to this. After all, the martial arts world was vast, and there were quite a few martial arts masters with eccentricities. Compared to those people, the Sword Demon's image was really not a big problem.

Meanwhile, onlookers from all sides were also discussing the matter of the Sword Demon.

"Who is this guy? Isn't he the Sword God?"

"Who knows? But even if he's not Sword God, he's definitely a top-tier expert."

"That's true. After all, someone so arrogant would probably be buried in the ground long ago if he didn't have some skill. But I'm more curious about who this person is. I wonder if he's the Sword God."

"Whoever he is, if he's not the Sword God, he's probably going to die here."

"That's true. This place is home to all the strongest people in the world today. This guy just came up and told everyone to get lost. He's frighteningly arrogant."

Whether they are players or onlookers from all walks of life, everyone is quite interested in the identity of Dugu Qiubai.

Their whispered discussion did not affect the situation on Heavenly King Mountain.

The group exchanged silent glances.

Although the Sword Demon is powerful, how many of the strong individuals who come here are weak? They are all top-tier cultivators of their time, how could they tolerate Dugu Qiubai's provocation?

Soon, someone scoffed, "So what if he's Sword Demon? He's just a few decades older."

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw that the person speaking was none other than the Tubo National Preceptor Jiumozhi.

Having been cleansed, Jiumozhi regained his previous dignified appearance, looking every bit the part of a high-ranking monk. He stared directly at Dugu Qiubai and questioned, "Were your words a bit excessive?"

Dugu Qiubai coldly replied, "Even if I have crossed the line, what can you do about it?"

Upon hearing this, Jiumozhi was speechless and somewhat taken aback.

Sir, you're not playing by the rules here.

When I said those things to you, shouldn't you have made up an excuse to cover it up, so I could then find an opening and seize the opportunity to attack? Now you've openly admitted it, isn't that blatantly disrespecting me, Jiumozhi, and denying me a chance to shine before all the heroes of the world?

What's wrong with people in the martial arts world these days? Are they all so arrogant?

Jiumozhi was somewhat helpless.

But the show of bravado had already been put on, and although Dugu Qiubai's answer was somewhat unexpected, Jiumozhi felt he could still maintain his composure.

Jiumozhi angrily retorted, "Does Your Excellency mean we don't exist, and regard all the heroes of the world as nothing?"

The Sword Demon's arrogant entrance destined him to be at odds with everyone else. Therefore, Jiumozhi cleverly brought everyone along, intending to use their status as experts present to suppress the rampant Dugu Qiubai.

Despite Jiumozhi's angry rebuke, Dugu Qiubai remained remarkably calm.

Dugu Qiubai narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly, "That's right, I have never considered you as my opponents. There is only one person in this world who is qualified to be my opponent!"

As Dugu Qiubai finished speaking, his eyes, which were fixed on Jiumozhi, flashed with a chilling coldness, like a divine weapon drawn from its sheath.

Jiumozhi wanted to say something more, but after being glanced at by Dugu Qiubai, he instantly felt as if he had fallen into an endless purgatory, being torn apart by sword strikes. The pain was indescribable, as if he were being ripped apart bit by bit, endlessly.

Within the terrifying illusion, Jiumozhi lost track of time, even unsure if he was still alive. When he finally broke free from the oppressive aura of Dugu Qiubai, he collapsed onto the icy ground as if he had no bones, his robes completely soaked with cold sweat.

But for others, it was only a fleeting moment.

They only saw Dugu Qiubai glare at Jiumozhi, and then Jiumozhi slumped to the ground, as if he had suffered a severe injury.

For a moment, everyone's pupils constricted.

Eye Sword!

The sword intent emanating from his eyes alone was enough to instantly kill a Golden Core Master!

Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai, is this his true strength?

Everyone was shocked and somewhat annoyed.

Dugu Qiubai's actions, seemingly just a punishment for Jiumozhi, were in fact a warning to everyone.

He was warning everyone that if they did not choose to leave, the consequences would be no different from those of Jiumozhi.

Faced with such a threat, how could anyone tolerate it?

Ouyang Feng sneered, "Sword Demon, I'd like to see what you've got."

Before Ouyang Feng could finish speaking, the Sword Demon had already made his move.

Without much fanfare or fancy moves, he simply pointed two fingers of his right hand together, as if wielding a sharp sword, and slowly thrust them forward.

This sword strike was silent!

This sword strike merged with heaven and earth!

This sword is everywhere!

The moment the Sword Demon made his move, everyone felt as if the world itself had changed.

The sword is everywhere!

The entire world was shrouded in swords.

They felt as if the slightest movement could lead to their complete demise.

At that moment, many people felt the presence of death, a presence they hadn't felt in a long time.

In fact, most people didn't even notice when Dugu Qiubai withdrew his sword finger or his supernatural powers.

I don't want to say it a second time.

Dugu Qiubai stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.

Before anyone could answer his question, his clothes began to hiss and rustle. Everyone looked up in surprise and discovered a tear in his shirt over his chest!

Their pupils constricted, and they couldn't help but hold their breath.

This!

Could that be the sword strike from just now?!

These people were no ordinary people after all, and they quickly recalled the previous events. Their expressions changed in a complex way, looking at Dugu Qiubai with a mixture of fear and shock.

How did he manage to do that?

Is this the true power of the Sword Demon?