There was a time in the past when Happy had to be very careful when he fought against elites at the peak of Myth Realm. He had to use Dragon Swings Its Tail to deal damage to his opponent and attack at lightning speed when his enemy was caught off guard. Then, he would use Full Winds in Long Skies to release a power that no one could block.
But now …
Happy no longer cared about elites at the peak of Myth Realm.
When he faced an elite at the peak of Myth Realm who attacked at full strength in anger, Happy did not even frown. Clang! A soft whine rose, and with a slash that was executed without any flourish, he pierced through the seemingly mysterious and unfathomable black hole as well as the white saber glare.
Bang!
The complete saber glare shattered in Silver Dragon Lama's sleeves.
Almost at the same time, Silver Dragon Lama did not even have the chance to cry out in surprise. His chest was pierced by a longsword.
His momentum and movements froze on the spot.
He was like a marionette. He maintained his posture of swinging his arms and pouncing forward, but his eyes were filled with shock. He stared at the bloody hole in his chest, and liquid gushed out of it.
Thousand-faced Human Fox quietly watched Silver Dragon Lama's momentum swiftly weaken from a spot not too far away. A faint hint of shock flashed in his eyes, and when he looked at Happy, there was now respect in his gaze.
Osaya could not help but suck in a sharp breath.
There were not many elites at the peak of Myth Realm in the game. Each of them was at the level of a grandmaster, and they were existences at the top of the pyramid.
Even though she had previously said that Happy only relied on his ultimate moves and instant explosive strength, when she personally saw an elite at the peak of Myth Realm die under Happy's attack, she finally realized that she had underestimated Happy's strength.
With his spirit sense, the duo's true reactions did not escape Happy's eyes.
He slowly drew his longsword from Silver Dragon Lama's chest, whose life had completely flowed out of him. Happy's expression was calm as he sheathed his sword in a relaxed manner.
He said, "Let's go."
The duo did not dare to be negligent. They followed closely behind him.
The bonfire in the camp danced behind the trio in a disorderly manner, and it gradually became weaker.
Quite a number of people in the depths of the camp saw Silver Dragon Lama's death. Once they saw Happy's methods, they simultaneously chose to remain silent.
Even though Happy and his group looked weak, they did not run into any more obstacles like before. Under countless people's gazes, they stepped on the flickering flames and charged straight into the depths of the ruins of Dragon Gate Inn. They moved through the gaps between different factions of power and soon arrived at the depths of the ruins of Dragon Gate Inn.
The ruins of the New Dragon Gate Inn were just a dilapidated wall. It was covered in a thick layer of yellow sand, and if they did not get rid of the sand outside, it would be very difficult to tell its exact shape.
On a seemingly flat piece of land outside the ruins, four small bonfires had clearly divided the four forces guarding this place into four corners.
Swoosh!
At the moment Happy, Thousand-faced Human Fox, and Osaya stepped in, dozens of gazes from the four factions of power gathered on them. Their gazes burned with a cold, mighty pressure, and their expressions were hostile.
"…"
When he looked over, Thousand-faced Human Fox was shocked.
There was not a single familiar face in the four corners of the empty space, but every single one of them was shrouded in an aura that was not inferior to his.
He was at the later stage of Myth Realm!
Among the four groups …
Even the weakest among them was at the later stage of Myth Realm, and there were not many of them. Most of them were elites at the peak of Myth Realm!
Also, there was at least one elite in the dao of heaven serving as garrison near the four bonfires to ensure that the cold wind would not invade the bonfires. The flames burned very brightly, and they illuminated the red faces.
Thousand-faced Human Fox might have been behind Happy, but he was still so shocked by the scene in front of him that he found it hard to breathe.
Happy stopped at the edge of the empty space and quietly observed the situation of the people near the four bonfires.
On the north side, also opposite the bonfire, sat a man with an extraordinary aura, who seemed to have a high status. Although he was leaning against a broken wall, his back was covered with pure white fur, a rare item that couldn't be bought with money. Casually leaning against that wall, a lofty aura that looked down on the world arose spontaneously, and he became the focus of everyone present.
Noble and domineering. These two things perfectly fused together on the mysterious man.
There were a few Myth Realm elites beside him, and some of them were dressed in armor. Behind them were hundreds of elites, which made it clear that this person's status was extraordinary.
"A Turkic Martial Paragon!"
Happy only cast him a glance, and his pupils shrank a little. He had already recognized this person.
Martial Paragon Bi Xuan!
He had been famous in the world of martial artists for decades, and he was invincible. He was also a veteran elite in the dao of heaven. It was no wonder then why he could still act so ostentatiously and domineeringly even when he was surrounded by people.
Happy redirected his gaze, and he saw a Chinese elite nodding at him.
His pupils shrank again.
Thousand-faced Human Fox did not know, but he knew half of them.
Ye Gucheng!
The battle at the Forbidden City's Ten Thousand Years Mountain might have been short and hurried, but Ye Gucheng's elegance when he attacked with his sword had left a huge impact on him, and he had a deep impression of this uncle who also had the ambition to become emperor.
Compared to Martial Paragon Bi Xuan, Ye Gucheng did not have the domineering air of someone who served as garrison, but he had a cold and aloof presence.
Ye Gucheng was surrounded by powerful players who came from all over the Chinese plains. They had weapons like sabers, swords, staffs, and bronze statues. All of them were cold and arrogant people who were not easily seen. If they were placed in the Chinese world of martial artists, they would be at the level of grandmasters.
This group of people gathered around Ye Gucheng, and they formed a power that did not lose to Martial Paragon Bi Xuan. They defended the east side firmly.
Ye Gucheng was facing a group of barbarians.
In the corner was a group of barbarians who were dressed in eye-catching clothes. They did not hold back in showing off their sturdy muscles. All of them were built like bears, and they were full of strength. Their gazes burned as they looked at Osaya and Happy. The person in the lead was a mysterious old man who was covered in ragged black robes. His face was covered by a black cloak.
He said that he was an old man because his hands, which were hidden under his sleeves, were practically withered. By the looks of it, he was either a patient who was beyond cure or an old man. But what truly shocked Happy was that this person only had six fingers left. It was incredibly terrifying.
The mysterious old man was surrounded by more than ten Myth Realm elites, but he gave off the illusion that he had completely fused with the darkness. It was very difficult for him to attract anyone's attention. If it were not because Happy's spiritual senses were incredibly sensitive, he might have been deceived by this elite in the dao of heaven.
'Six fingers …'
Happy frowned a little.
Even though he instinctively thought of Six-fingered Demonic Zither, an elite in the Chinese plains, he remembered that Demonic Zither was born with an extra finger, which was different from normal people. He had six fingers on one hand, not just six fingers on two hands.
'Who is this person?'
A person who could occupy a spot in front of Martial Paragon Bi Xuan and Ye Gucheng, who was known as Transcendent Flying Immortal was definitely not a simple person. Happy paid attention to him.
The last one was the south.
Snow-white fox fur covered a circular area of thirty-two feet. A group of beautiful women did not hold back on revealing the fair skin between their breasts and thighs. Right before quite a number of elites, they brought out fruits from exquisite and beautiful utensils and delivered them to the beautiful women who lay on their laps.
Just when Happy sized up the people around him, the beautiful woman among the maidservants turned her head around, and a bewitching face with thick makeup flashed past Happy's eyes.
Her eyes roamed over Happy, and her bright red lips curled up into an arc.
"…"
When he saw the "woman" surrounded by a group of beautiful maidservants, Thousand-faced Human Fox only quirked his eyebrows in surprise, as if he was trying to guess her identity.
But at the moment Happy saw her face, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart, and a name flashed in his mind.
Sunflower Manual!
Dongfang Bubai!
At the moment this name flashed in his mind, Happy remembered the gaze she had cast on him, whether it was intentional or not, and he suddenly felt goosebumps rise all over his body.
At that moment …
Happy had already figured out most of the people from the four factions of power.
Martial Paragon Bi Xuan.
Ye Gucheng slashed from the west.
The sun rose from the east, and Dongfang Bubai.
There was also the mysterious old man from West Region.
However, as Happy joined the fight, the balance between the four factions of power instantly changed slightly.
Osaya's presence could hide from Myth Realm elites, but she could not hide from those in the dao of heaven!
The martial paragon, Ye Gucheng, and Dongfang Bubai swept their gazes over her, and they put on disdainful expressions. They looked to the side and did not get up to welcome her or show any intention to make space for her.
But Happy was not in a hurry.
He stood where he was quietly until Evil King and Empress Yin shot over from behind him and landed not too far away from him.
Happy knew.
The competition between those in the dao of heaven was not just about strength, but also about status and grandeur.
He could tolerate this, but Evil King and Empress Yin were both martial artists who had been famous for a long time. They would definitely not be willing to be treated coldly and sit on the bench.
Boom!
When the two people in the dao of heaven landed on the ground, they erupted with power.
A malicious aura that looked down on the world erupted from Evil King Shi Zhixuan. A violent gust of wind charged forward, and it charged at the bonfires in the four directions uncontrollably.
"Paragon!"
Martial Paragon Bi Xuan's expression changed slightly. An even fiercer and thicker presence swept out from his body.
Boom!
Two invisible forces clashed against each other in the air, and sand and stones instantly flew everywhere. However, an invisible aura appeared around each group of people, and they forcibly resisted the invasion of the sand.
After all, Ye Gucheng entered the dao of heaven slightly later than Evil King.
When he faced the pressure from the two people in the dao of heaven, he did not choose to fight against them head on. He said loudly, "I see, Evil King, Empress Yin, welcome us. I've heard of you for a long time."
Once he said those words, Evil King quickly withdrew his presence.
The mysterious old man to the west raised his hand and brought out an incredibly old and worn-out zither from his wide, black cloak.
When the powerful gust of wind charged at him, he did not even look at it. He just pressed down on the zither strings with one hand.
Weng!
A powerful zither force shot out madly.
The mighty pressure from Evil King's qi was blocked by an invisible wave of qi in the air when it was thirty-two feet away from him. It let out a sound that caused the air to tremble.
Only Dongfang Bubai's group continued chattering, as if they did not feel anything.
When he saw this, Happy's gaze when he looked at Dongfang Bubai became much more solemn, and he was shocked.
'Dongfang Bubai, what a man …'
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