Mian'er looked up and replied, "Those who harm the innocent are the bad people!"
The old man in the straw raincoat continued, "What if it's war? Wouldn't good people harm the innocent? How can you be sure that the people you've chosen are truly good?"
"This..."
Mian'er scratched her head, unable to answer.
The old man in the straw raincoat said, "War has never been good or bad, and neither are people! It's just a matter of perspective!"
"If your home is invaded, you'd feel like a victim. But what if... you were the intruder? Would you feel like the bad guy?"
"This matter is too complicated. In a world where Martial Dao are revered, if the law cannot protect the common people, then all we can do is leave the war to fate and the good and evil to power!"
"Among the masses of people, in the face of the weak, we are power!"
"Those who truly need help are not the powerful like emperors and generals, but the weak like ordinary people."
Hearing this, Mian'er nodded thoughtfully. "Hmm, I understand."
The old man in the straw raincoat nodded.
He quickened his pace and said, "Let's hurry to the next village before sunset and find a place to rest."
"OK!"
Mian'er responded, then suddenly frowned, clutched her heart tightly, and her expression shifted unpredictably.
The old man in the straw raincoat sensed something was wrong and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
Mian'er sensed it carefully and said, "Master, my clone has awakened, and it's currently in the hands of a human! This human is trying to seize the power it possesses!"
The old man in the straw raincoat frowned. "What kind of human is this?"
"He gives me a very strong feeling! Not just superficial strength, but inner strength. He is the kind of strong person Master spoke of who doesn't need help! Master, what should I do?"
"Even a Extreme Dao Sword cannot be mastered by just anyone. Blindly attempting to wield it will only result in annihilation!"
The old man in the straw raincoat had a serious expression.
Mian'er said, "Many people wanted to possess me, but they all perished because of their own greed. This is what you meant when you said that ability doesn't match ambition!"
"The strong are destined for greatness. Let's go, don't worry about him."
The old man in the straw raincoat spoke calmly, then took a step forward, intending to lead Mian'er ahead.
At this moment.
A figure could be faintly seen amidst the dense yellow grass opposite.
Dressed in white, he exuded an ethereal aura. A cold wind ruffled his hair, and beneath his thick eyebrows were a pair of eyes that gleamed with a chilling light.
Sharp as a knife!
Shining like stars!
He appeared ahead, like a blazing sun, giving people an immense sense of oppression.
That kind of oppressive aura even made Mian'er wary!
Her heart pounded, and a serious expression appeared on her face!
This person...
Very strong! Extremely strong! Terrifyingly strong!
The man in white walked over, each step stirring up a vast sandstorm.
Ta-da!
Mian'er couldn't help but take two steps back.
The old man in the straw raincoat shielded her with his body, his eyes filled with wariness. "Who are you?!"
The man in white stopped, put one hand behind his back, looked at Mian'er, and smiled slightly, "You are the Extreme Dao Sword?"
The old man in the straw raincoat asked warily, "What brings you here?!"
The man in white said casually, "The human you mentioned earlier is my disciple. He wants the power within the sword."
"Just because he wants it, does that mean I should give it to him?"
"Come on, fight me! If you lose, give him your power!"
The man in white didn't waste any time and directly challenged him to a duel!
What if you lose?
"The old man in the straw raincoat asked."
"We lost, so what? What else do you want?"
The man in white gave a strange look, as if the former had asked a very stupid question.
The old man in the straw raincoat. "..."
The man in white glared at them, pointing at the two men. "Come at me together, lest people say I'm bullying the old and the child..."
He suddenly paused, looked at the other side, remained silent for a moment, then shrugged, "Let's go!"
The old man in the straw raincoat had a solemn expression. Mian'er stepped forward, clenched her little hand, and instantly the wind and clouds surged, disrupting the established order!
The elements of heaven and earth coalesced into a giant sword, which contained world-destroying energy!
Sword drawn!
All the laws of nature crumbled as a result!
The man in white remained unmoved, a confident smile playing on his lips!
He gently pushed out his palm!
A vast and mighty surge of energy rushed forth!
Bang!
The two forces clashed, shaking heaven and earth!
The energy utterly shattered that ultimate sword strike!
laugh!
A small figure was sent flying backward.
Mian'er was hit by the aftershock and retreated a million miles, her feet carving a deep trench a million miles deep into the ground!
She retreated to the horizon, the Dusk intensifying behind her, the setting sun casting its last rays.
She clutched her chest; the area that had been attacked by the energy was horribly hot!
Even that immense heat passed through her body and entered her mind!
" Mian'er!"
The old man in the straw raincoat rushed over and helped her up!
The man in white stared at them and sneered, "Is that all the Extreme Dao Sword has to offer? Looks like you've been overhyped! So weak, disappointing!"
The old man in the straw raincoat frowned and clenched his fists!
It's not that they are weak, but rather that the man in white in front of them is excessively strong!
"A bet's a bet, and you should know what to do next."
After speaking, the man in white left gracefully.
On the desolate plain, only two slender figures could be seen!
Mian'er was very depressed and even began to doubt the meaning of life.
She couldn't even withstand a single palm strike from the man in white!
She's the Extreme Dao Sword!
The old man in the straw raincoat looked grave and muttered to himself, "Who exactly is he?"
valley.
In the blinding light, Xie Feng slowly gripped the hilt of his sword.
In that instant!
He felt a warm force flowing towards him!
From every limb to the depths of the soul!
That's an immense amount of energy!
In that instant, his cultivation level jumped from the Saint Ninth Stage to the Saint King Third Stage!
He was stunned!
Even the Extreme Dao Sword was stunned!
"My master actually ordered me to obey?! And! A power that doesn't belong to my master was transferred to you through me!"
Hearing this, Xie Feng was deeply shaken.
Upon closer examination, the energy he had just been infused with, though terrifying, felt warm and comforting, posing no threat whatsoever.
That warm feeling even reminded him of his master!
It's Master...
Are you silently protecting him?
That day, Master fought a bloody battle with Thunder God, and the situation was dire. I wonder if he has escaped now?
no!
He needs to become stronger!
Then go and find your master, and climb to the highest peak of Martial Dao!
The Extreme Dao Sword reluctantly said, "Since the master has spoken, I will reluctantly follow you!"
"However, I have bad news for you. Although I am the Extreme Dao Sword, I am only a clone and cannot unleash the full power of the Sword Dao!"
"Besides, I just woke up and I'm still weak. Given my current condition, you can only use me five times a year. Any more than that and I won't be able to handle it!"
"If I can't handle it, I might fall into a deep sleep, or explode!"
Xie Feng nodded; he wanted to put the Extreme Dao Sword away.
The Extreme Dao Sword replied, "My consciousness is incompatible with yours; I can only attach myself to it externally, not internally!"
Xie Feng asked, "So what are you going to do?"
The Extreme Dao Sword swayed slightly, then transformed into a silver sword pattern, which was imprinted on Xie Feng's right sleeve.