A storm was brewing in the Kunlun Mystery Realm.
Qingyang City.
Li Mu had indeed gone into seclusion.
However, he was not preparing for the battle against Jiang Xiaoyao.
Instead, he was making full use of the Spiritual Qi in the Kunlun Mystery Realm to refine his body and improve his cultivation.
Moreover, Li Mu had finally made up his mind to cultivate the profound meaning of time.
The profound meaning of time was the most powerful force Li Mu had comprehended in his previous life.
It was even more powerful than his Dao of Broadsword.
However, Li Mu had not been in a hurry to cultivate because his cultivation had not recovered to a sufficient level and the Spiritual Qi in the outside world was not rich enough.
Now, it was about time.
In the few days that Li Mu had been cultivating in seclusion, Qingyang City was in an uproar.
Countless elders of the Righteous Alliance had gathered from all around.
Only now did many people realize just how powerful the Righteous Alliance of the past had been and how deeply rooted it had been.
After being destroyed for ten years, and being constantly suppressed and annihilated by the Martial Alliance, they still had such an unbelievable cohesiveness.
And because of the arranged battle, the Martial Alliance's slaughter of the Righteous Qi Alliance had stopped.
Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, the day of the battle had arrived.
Countless experts of the Kunlun Mystery Realm came to Mount Reincarnation to watch the battle.
Mount Reincarnation was located in a lake about ten thousand miles away from Qingyang City.
The lake was vast, spanning thousands of miles. It was shrouded in mist all year round and was frequented by many strange beasts.
Mount Reincarnation was located in the center of the lake and was divided into seven peaks.
The highest peak was called Mount Reincarnation.
The surrounding six peaks occupied six different directions, surrounding and protecting the main peak.
The battle would take place on the main peak at the center of the lake.
One day before the decisive battle, countless martial arts experts and sects had already arrived at the Great Swamp and ascended the surrounding six peaks. They each chose the best vantage point and stood on it, quietly waiting for the start of the battle.
Without a doubt, the outcome of the battle would have a great impact on the future of the Kunlun Mystery Realm.
The morning mist was thick.
The sun had yet to rise from the horizon.
Swoosh!
A flash of saber light pierced through the air.
"Could it be that the mysterious expert has arrived?"
Someone exclaimed.
"No, it's He Wuxin."
Another person with sharp eyes quickly recognized the figure in the saber light. This person was wearing new clothes and had an imposing appearance. He was not very old, about thirty years old. His facial features were regular, and his eyebrows were like sabers. When he appeared on the southeastern peak, a sharp saber Qi instantly spread out from the peak, causing the surrounding people to feel a biting cold.
The onlookers cast sidelong glances.
Demonic Saber He Wuxin's fame in the Kunlun Secret Realm was no weaker than Jiang Xiaoyao's.
Someone once said that He Wuxin might be able to challenge Ancestor Qing Tian for the title of number one in the Kunlun Immortal World.
The battle between Jiang Xiaoyao and the mysterious peerless expert of the Righteous Alliance had actually drawn out his appearance.
The atmosphere of the great battle instantly rose by several levels.
There was still the time it took for an incense stick to burn before the battle.
The Southwest Peak was already filled with the experts of the Martial Alliance.
The three great vice alliance masters, seven great heavenly kings, ten great branch masters, thirty-two protectors, various incense masters, and hall masters totaled to several hundred people. They occupied the entire Southwest Wind, their imposing manner overbearing.
The other forces and rogue cultivators on the Southwest Peak had no choice but to hide further away.
"Everyone, the Martial Alliance has taken a liking to this peak. Please find another place."
The Vice Alliance Master of the Martial Alliance, [Power King] Miao Sanshi, who was two meters tall and resembled a giant ape, raised his chin and arrogantly said to the others on the peak.
The various forces and rogue cultivators did not dare to oppose the Martial Alliance and left.
No one dared to speak out despite their anger.
Only a thin scholar dressed in a white robe said with dissatisfaction, "We came to this peak first. As the saying goes, first come first serve. Why are you all so overbearing after coming here?"
"Hmm?"
The gazes of the crowd immediately gathered on this scholar.
He was thin, had a regular face, and could not be considered handsome. His skin was white and clean, and his white robe looked old, but it had been washed very cleanly.
Most importantly, there was not much true yuan on this scholar's body, nor was there any pressure. One look and it was obvious that he was not an expert.
"Brat, what nonsense are you spouting? Shut up and follow me. "
An old man with a goatee beside him jumped in fright and hurriedly pulled the scholar in white.
"Hmm? It's Woodcutter Yin of the West Mountain. Why, is he your disciple? "
Miao Sanshi's eyes were cold as he stared at the old man with a goatee.
"No, no, no, he's not my disciple. I met him on the road and traveled with him. I actually don't know him …"
Woodcutter Yin of the West Mountain waved his hands like a fan and continuously denied it. He then said, "This brat doesn't seem to be someone from the Martial World. He's a stupid scholar who's read too much. Alliance Master Miao, please don't hold it against him. I'll bring him away now …"
But the scholar in white said, "That's right. Why are you being unreasonable?"
The surrounding people looked at the scholar as if they were looking at an idiot.
Miao Sanshi laughed, "Haha, it seems that the name of the Martial Alliance is no longer useful. Today, I'll have to …"
Before he finished his sentence.
"Haha, Brother Ye, why bother with those vermin? Why don't you come and watch the battle with me?"
On the southeast peak, a voice rang out, clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
It was the voice of the Demonic Saber He Wuxin.
He was looking at the southwest peak from a few hundred meters away.
Everyone was stunned.
Brother Ye?
Who was the Demonic Saber talking to?
The person that the Demonic Saber He Wuxin addressed as' Brother Ye 'was definitely not an ordinary person.
There was only one person in the entire Kunlun Mystical Realm.
Divine Sword Ye Feiran?
Could it be …
"Haha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's nice to watch from here."
The scholar in white waved his hands, as if he was trying to avoid the topic.
Everyone on the southwest peak had their mouths wide open.
Could it be …
This ordinary-looking and thin scholar was actually … the Sword God, Ye Feiran?
Ancestor Qing Tian, Demonic Saber, Divine Sword, Martial Alliance Master.
These four people were the four strongest experts in the Kunlun Mystical Realm.
Who would have thought that the most mysterious Sword God would actually have the appearance of such a thin and weak scholar?
The Deputy Alliance Master of the Martial Alliance, Miao Sanshi, was startled. His pupils contracted.
He was a powerhouse on the same level as his Alliance Master.
He hesitated for a moment before he brought his fists together and said, "So it's Sword God Ye. I'm sorry for not recognizing you. I apologize."
The scholar in white did not look intimidating at all. He said, "It's fine. By the way, can I watch the battle from here? I just don't want to change places. "
Seeing that Ye Feiran had no intention to pursue the matter, Miao Sanshi quickly said, "Sword God Ye, please do as you please."
The rest of the people of the Martial Alliance did not dare to be arrogant, and withdrew their imperious attitude.
Xishan Qiao Yin's mouth was wide open. He could not close it for a long time. His heart was filled with great shock.
A scholar that he randomly picked up from the streets was a Sword God?
This, this, this...
He was dumbfounded.
"Thank you for pleading for me just now."
Ye Feiran patted Xishan Qiao Yin's shoulder and expressed his gratitude sincerely.
"It's my pleasure …"
Xishan Qiao Yin quickly said. He was impressed that Sword God Ye was so approachable and kind. He was different from those flirtatious b * tches who bullied others.
Meanwhile.
The aftermath of Ye Feiran's identity being exposed also reverberated in the other peaks.
As expected of the battle of a thousand years.
Even the Demonic Saber and Divine Sword were alerted and came to watch the battle.
"Do you guys think Ancestor Qing Tian is here too?"
"It's possible."
"But Ancestor Qing Tian is too mysterious. No one knows who he really is."
The surrounding peaks were in a heated discussion.
It was almost time.
All of a sudden.
A streak of red light tore through the air from the Great Swamp in the east.
The sun had risen.
"HAHAHA …"
The sky trembled.
A giant black chariot, pulled by four bronze galloping horses, trod through the air and approached.
The terrifying aura evaporated all the mist within a radius of several hundred meters.
Rumble!
The Cloud-Stepping Chariot swept across the sky.
Jiang Xiaoyao had appeared.
He stood on the chariot, bathed in the red sunlight. He looked like a God of War who had just returned from a hundred battles.
The invincible entrance scene immediately caused the experts on the six peaks to tremble.
Powerful.
The Martial Alliance Leader Jiang Xiaoyao was even more powerful than before.
His Cloud Treading Chariot had a kind of aura that made people shudder, as if it was a power from another world.
"That's … an artifact of the Middle Heaven Three."
Demonic Saber He Wuxin's expression changed slightly.
Divine Sword Ye Feiran was still nonchalant.
The Cloud-Stepping Chariot landed on the main peak.
Jiang Xiaoyao put away the chariot and stood at the top of the main peak.
"Where are the challengers from the Righteous Alliance?"
He opened his mouth and shouted. His voice traveled a hundred miles and shook the clouds in the sky like a hurricane.
The spectating experts only felt that the sound was like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts. Those who were slightly weaker directly spat out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies were already on the verge of collapsing.
Terrifying.
It was just a voice, but it was already so terrifying.
How terrifying would it be if Jiang Xiaoyao were to make a move?
"He has the aura of the Immortal Dao."
He Wuxin's eyes narrowed.
This Jiang Xiaoyao must have made contact with the Middle Three Heavens and cultivated some kind of immortal battle technique.
That was a variable.
Originally, he had been looking forward to the sudden emergence of a supreme expert from the Righteous Alliance, hoping that he would be able to pose a threat to Jiang Xiaoyao. Perhaps a miracle might happen.
But it seemed like it would be difficult.
"Alliance Leader is mighty."
"Alliance Leader Jiang is invincible."
"Haha, not a single person from the Righteous Alliance is here."
The experts of the Martial Alliance cheered with all their might.
At this moment, many people took a closer look and realized that not a single person from the Righteous Alliance was here.
This …
Could it be that they were afraid and had secretly fled?
Isn't this too absurd?
Jiang Xiaoyao spoke again on the main peak.
"Where is the Righteous Alliance?"
His voice traveled a hundred miles like a clap of thunder.
This …
Swoosh!
A saber radiance pierced through the air from afar.
Just as everyone saw the saber light, before they could react, they saw a person standing on a saber in the sky above the main peak.
"Jiang Xiaoyao?"
The person on the saber looked down.
A formless pressure filled the air.
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