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Lu Xiucai's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.
The reactions of the various sects to the word "Your Majesty" were almost identical to those at Tongfu Inn; everyone's face was filled with shock.
Why would an emperor like you not stay in the capital, but instead run off to this small place called Qixia Town?
Could it be that they came here for us?
Master Xinmei and Abbess Xuanjing and the others had some doubts in their hearts. Recently, the matter of the imperial court using the flesh and blood of demons to make pills had caused a great uproar, and many wandering martial artists without any sect or school had begun to have close ties with the imperial court.
Meanwhile, the major sects in the martial arts world were all in a wait-and-see state, but as time went on, they found it difficult to restrain their disciples from participating, and the pressure on the sects increased.
If they choose to cooperate with the imperial court, they will inevitably be hampered by it, which is something that the major sects do not want to see.
But they had no room for negotiation.
Just as everyone's thoughts were racing, the wooden Taoist, who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, was gradually approaching Chu Yang, with only two steps between them.
suddenly!
The tip of a sword was visible through the cuff of the wooden Taoist's right sleeve.
A cold light suddenly appeared.
He claimed to be third in swordsmanship, only after Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, but in terms of cultivation and true essence, neither Ye Gucheng nor Ximen Chuixue was his match.
There are very few people in the world who can suppress him. In the imperial court, there are only two: Zhuge Zhengwo and Guo Bujing. The former has a higher level of understanding, while the latter has a deeper foundation.
Mu Daoren was confident that at such close range, neither Zhuge Zhengwo nor Guo Bujing could escape his assassination attempt.
As for the emperor before them, whose martial arts cultivation was unfathomable…
He wasn't sure.
But if he doesn't move, then he'll be practically dead.
The truth about Ghost Manor and the true nature of the Wood Taoist must never be revealed to the world.
Either way, I'm going to die, so I might as well fight to the death.
The soft sword hidden in his clothes was Mu Daoren's killing move. When he unleashed it with all his might, the astonishing sword energy shocked everyone present!
"No!"
Master Xinmei's face turned pale. If the person in front of him was indeed the emperor, and if Daoist Mu succeeded in killing him, none of the martial arts practitioners present would be able to escape afterward.
What awaits them is the extermination of their entire family!
The wooden Taoist's sword strike was extremely fast, even faster than Master Xinmei's shout, and it struck Chu Yang's vital point in the heart.
"You shouldn't have revealed my identity!"
The wooden Taoist, feeling as if he had been stabbed, grinned maliciously.
But when he looked up, his smile froze on his face.
The divine weapon forged from meteorite iron remained motionless between Chu Yang's fingers. His expression was indifferent, and his eyes held only contempt, as if he were looking at an ant.
"Third in swordsmanship? You overestimate yourself. Your sword is like a dead object, a tool to achieve your goal, devoid of any spirit."
"What makes you think you can be compared to Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng?"
A cold, disdainful voice echoed in everyone's ears.
Upon hearing this, Mu Daoren was extremely ashamed and furious. He was about to abandon his sword and use other killing moves to deal with Chu Yang when he suddenly heard the sounds of dragons roaring and elephants howling.
Chu Yang struck down with his palm, golden light flashing between his fingers.
The shadow of death immediately loomed over Mu Daoren. His true essence seemed to be stimulated, circulating wildly, even exceeding the limits that his body could withstand.
Mu Daoren bled from all seven orifices, desperately trying to withstand the fatal blow.
However, this was all in vain.
There was a loud bang!
The wooden Taoist's arms slumped down, limp and lifeless.
A fist-sized notch appeared on the top of his head, and a moment later, the lifeless Taoist Mu lay stiffly on the ground.
There are only a handful of martial arts masters in the world who have achieved great mastery, and Mu Daoren was one of them. His decades of profound cultivation were wiped out in an instant, which greatly shocked the martial arts practitioners present.
"Could that rumor be true...?"
"What rumors?"
"The current emperor is the former wise king, who killed two demon kings in Jinling City a few months ago."
“I remember now, there was such a saying not long ago, but nobody in the martial arts world took it seriously. Everyone thought he was just trying to win people’s hearts.”
"Now it seems that this statement was true."
Chu Yang coldly stared at the murmuring martial arts figures, and a terrifying domineering aura suddenly poured out like a flood.
Ordinary disciples from various sects were struck as if by a heavy blow, and one after another they fainted.
"You want to die if you don't kneel before me?"
A murderous sentence exploded in everyone's ears.
Master Xinmei, an elder of Shaolin Temple, was the first to react, gritting her teeth and kneeling down. Next was Abbess Xuanjing of the Emei Sect, followed by elders from other sects.
There are many people who can make Chu Yang smile, but they certainly don't include the elders and disciples of these sects in front of him.
Shaolin Temple, in particular, should lead the Buddhist community to uphold righteousness and ward off evil, and use Buddhist compassion to help people and the world. However, it is one of the major sects that has entered the world the least and killed the fewest demons since the great changes in the world.
The same applies to Wudang Mountain and the Emei School.
Although he knew that this Wudang was not the same as that Wudang, Chu Yang, who had a good personal relationship with Zhang Sanfeng, was still filled with anger and became more ruthless towards Mu Daoren.
To be honest, Mu Daoren was really unlucky. He thought that by recognizing Chu Yang and currying favor with him, he could gain Chu Yang's favor and then, once he became the leader of Wudang, he could legitimately interact with the imperial court.
Unlike other sect leaders, Mu Daoren was extremely ambitious and had a high vision. His heart was not only set on Wudang Mountain, but also on the entire martial arts world.
He wants to use the power of the imperial court to become the ruler of the martial arts world.
Unfortunately, Chu Yang didn't want him to have his way.
The commotion attracted the attention of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and Zuo Qianhu, whom they hadn't seen for many days, rushed over, looking travel-worn.
Upon seeing Chu Yang's corpse, he immediately understood what had happened and cautiously led the Imperial Guards to handle the aftermath.
Chu Yang turned around and walked up to Tong Xiangyu and the others.
"Innkeeper, I've had a very pleasant stay at Tongfu Inn these past few days. It's time for me to go now, and I hope to have the opportunity to come again in the future."
"Your Majesty's presence is an honor to our humble establishment."
"Haha, I hope so..."
Chu Yang disliked riding in sedan chairs, so he rode away on horseback, surrounded by Imperial Guards.
On the way, Commander Zuo reported the latest news from the south.
With the help of firearms and the reinforcements of the Imperial Guards, Qi Jiguang's army completed the suppression of the rebellion in the entire south yesterday. Now, they only need to rest and recuperate for a period of time before they can directly target the Japanese demons.
………………
Soul Palace.
Chu Yangs from all over the world have gathered here to discuss a very serious matter.
Tengen from the world of sorcery is dead; his body has vanished. Preliminary assessment suggests he died from a mysterious assailant. [The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.]
When the incident occurred, Chu Yang from the world of sorcery was on a mission overseas. It was only through Xia Youjie's special sorcery that he learned of the matter.
Su Nuo has been eliminated by Chu Yang. His remains are now gone, leaving only the remnants of his former life.
Chu Yang wasn't familiar with Tian Yuan, nor did he like him. He felt there was always a hint of hypocrisy about him, so he didn't feel much about Tian Yuan's death.
The trouble lies in the fact that... (The rest of the text appears to be nonsensical and unrelated to the initial statement.)
Tianyuan possesses the technique of "immortality," but he is not immortal. Simply growing old is not a problem. The problem is that when he gets old to a certain extent, the technique will recreate his physical body, which can be understood as evolution. He will transcend the realm of humanity and become a higher existence.
The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from different sources. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.
The "evolved" dice have changed shape, and people are now more familiar with them. The dice have been transformed into a more refined and powerful form, with a more distinctive and dynamic appearance.
However, after finding the beautiful scenery, they realized that the scenery was not perfect.
A major purge of the sorcery world was carried out.
Without the cooperation of a high-level mole, the fact that the mole was involved in the case is likely due to the mole's actions.
Therefore, cleaning away the corrupt aspects of the sorcery world has become a higher priority.
But Gojo Satoru disagreed.
He believed that doing so would cause great chaos and be extremely detrimental to the sorcery community and the high school, and that sorcerers driven to the brink would not hesitate to turn to the curse masters.
Chu Yang, however, believed that a short, sharp pain was better than a long, drawn-out one.
This is the first time the two have had such a huge disagreement since they met, and the fate of the sorcery world can only be determined by their disagreement.
There seems to be only one way to resolve the differences.
Thus, Gojo Satoru, the "Six-Eyed Sorcerer" who is synonymous with invincibility, and Chu Yang, who killed the King of Curses, Sukuna, began a duel that shocked the world of sorcery.
No matter how many people tried to dissuade them from doing this, the two were determined.