This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Chapter 435: Chapter 51: The Strongest Seventh Realm_2

Everyone exchanged glances for a long while, and finally made their decision.

“Kong Shan is right, we better report this matter and let the two Peak Masters handle it.”

The cultivators present were all elder members of the Sword Sect and deeply understood the characters of the various Peak Masters.

What the outcome would be, the people knew even before presenting the matter. @@novelbin@@

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The Origin Grounds.

By the spatial rift leading to the Netherworld, an Origin Demon King with a thousand zhang body lurked, the rolling Netherworld Death Qi fluctuating with his breath.

In front of the Origin Demon King, a fierce-looking Origin Demon respectfully prostrated.

“Well, has the Sword Sect given a reply yet?” the Origin Demon King asked.

“Not yet,” the Origin Demon replied, trembling, careful not to anger the Origin Demon King.

However, upon hearing this, the ferocious face of the Origin Demon King didn’t show much ferocity.

The reason was simple.

He had some understanding of the Sword Sect’s temperament.

If those two disciples of the Sword Sect really had killed his offspring, the Sword Sect, being in the wrong, might indeed agree to his terms.

Now, although his offspring had faced danger, they had not died; under such circumstances, it was incredibly difficult to have the Sword Sect agree to his demands.

In fact, what he sought was just to escalate the situation, to let the cultivators of the world know of his divine might and ferocity, so that no one would dare provoke him and his offspring lightly.

The so-called accountability from the Sword Sect was merely for show.

It would be good to have it, but it didn’t really matter if there was none.

As for the threats implied in his words, they were just to flex his muscles.

Otherwise, merely denouncing them would appear too weak and powerless.

“Demon King…” the prostrate Origin Demon suddenly trembled violently, his gaze filled with immense fear as he looked behind the Origin Demon King.

The Origin Demon King also tensed up inside.

For he had also sensed an extremely dangerous aura through his spiritual sense.

It was the scent of death.

The Origin Demon King swiftly turned his massive head.

Though it was deep into the night, his surroundings were suddenly bathed in brilliance!

He saw a streak of Sword Light, beginning from the desolate edges of Burial Ridge, shooting into the sky like the Milky Way hanging high overhead, piercing through the vast night sky, and eventually converging on the core of the Origin Grounds where he resided.

The Sword Light was resonant, dimming the brilliance of the stars and moon wherever it passed.

The night, already deepened, was lit up by the Sword Light as though it were daytime.

“So this is the explanation you seek, then I shall give you one,” a clear and cold female voice came, along with the Sword Light…

The Great Sword Cultivator’s approach to dealing with problems, as explained by the masters of Stabilizing Heart Peak, was very straightforward.

For they had only one way to handle problems…

If a problem is difficult to solve, then eliminate the person who raised the problem.

….

The Origin Demon King reacted quickly, urging the Netherworld Death Qi around him.

Numerous huge, yellowish phantoms abruptly charged out, coiling and with eyes burning with dead light, their dragon roars tearing through the skies, seemingly ready to devour everything, they greeted that heavenly Sword Light.

“You are Eighth Realm, and I am Eighth Grade, do you really think you can do anything to me? As long as I am in the Origin Grounds, I am indestructible, I am invincible!” the Origin Demon King roared.

His Cultivation Technique was unique, allowing him to continuously revive through the Netherworld Death Qi.

Even the gravest of wounds could swiftly rejuvenate him.

Therefore, the Origin Demon King was confident that within the Origin Grounds, no Eighth Realm Cultivator could kill him!

The Techniques of the two collided.

On one side, flowed the Netherworld Death Qi, with dragons dancing chaotically, vowing to swallow this Sword Light.

On the other side, the vast night melt into a streak of Sword Light, standing majestically as clear as the Milky Way.

In this seemingly imbalanced standoff of strength, the Sword Light had collided with the dragons thousands of times.

But balance had never existed.

For this streak of Sword Light, like breaking dry sticks, scattered those numerous dragons.

The intent to kill enveloped the sky and earth, moving towards the Origin Demon King.

Under this slash, the space around the Origin Demon King shattered and collapsed like a broken glass mirror, leaving only a trace of darkness.

This sword light covered the entire body of the Origin Demon King.

“The strongest Seventh Realm, Xia Daoyun…” the Origin Demon King raised his dim yellow eyes, feeling the supreme divine power contained within the sword light.

In his spiritual sense, the notion of death and decay was undeniably clear at this moment.

He couldn’t help but let out a mournful cry.

That cold female voice rang out, and coupled with the white sword light that filled his vision, how could he not understand who it was.

Sword Qi spanned thirty thousand miles, One Sword Frost Cold across the Fourteen States.

The one ordained by the Heavenly Secret Pavilion as the strongest Seventh Realm.

Luo Shen Fairy, Xia Daoyun.

What defines the strongest Seventh Realm?

It’s not simply being the first on the Heavenly Ranking.

One can only say, the strongest Seventh Realm must be the first on the Heavenly Ranking, but the first on the Heavenly Ranking is not necessarily the strongest Seventh Realm.

The criteria for the strongest Seventh Realm are singular.

—In the records of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, throughout history, no Seventh Realm Cultivator surpasses in combat power.

Therefore, it’s also proper to call the strongest Seventh Realm the strongest among all predecessors who topped the Heavenly Ranking.

And this title belongs solely to Xia Daoyun.

…

The Origin Demon King couldn’t have imagined that Xia Daoyun, recognized as the strongest Seventh Realm and having broken through to the Eighth Realm, would be so terrifyingly powerful in her attack.

Keep in mind that he was also of the Eighth Grade!

To think he couldn’t even defend against a single slash from Xia Daoyun of the same rank.

Recalling how he seemed to have been blinded by his arrogance, daring to threaten the Sword Sect?

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

But he couldn’t be blamed entirely.

Logically, even if the Sword Sect was not afraid of his threat, at most they would ignore him or even just warn him in return; that was already considered very domineering for a sect.

Who could have expected the Sword Sect to directly kill their way to his door?

Alas! Disaster comes from the mouth!

Pitiful my child, your father can no longer protect you.

Luckily, I gave you the Jiuyou Kan Yu Map, granting you at least one treasure for protection.

This was the Origin Demon King’s last thought before his death.

Then, the sword light completely obliterated the thousand-zhang long massive body of the Origin Demon King.

Several flashes of sword light flickered.

When the sword light dispersed, nothing remained in the place where the Origin Demon King had been.

……

No matter how severe the injury, the Origin Demon King could always recover swiftly with the assistance of the Netherworld Death Qi, thus he was called immortal and indestructible.

This was the most troublesome problem for countless cultivators when facing the Origin Demon King.

But for Xia Daoyun, the solution was also very simple.

“Why let him recover? Just kill him with one sword and it’s done,” said the woman with eyebrows like distant mountains, softly murmuring as she saw the form of the Origin Demon King vanish between heaven and earth, “Pity is acceptable, but threats… are courting death!”

Afterward, the woman spoke no more, her figure vanishing in an instant from Burial Ridge.

……

The Origin Demon King did not realize that the most pitiful part was not being slain by Xia Daoyun with a single sword.

It was that his son, the Origin Demon the Origin Demon he worried about in his dying moments, had actually died under Lu Qingshan’s sword long ago.

Disciple kills son, master kills father.

In this affair, the master and disciple reached a kind of subtle understanding.

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