"Isn't it good to be alive?"
The king of Qin heard the calm and indifferent voice and felt a chill run down his spine.
Even though Mr. Du did not release any aura at the moment, this simple sentence still had such power, a power that made the king of Qin feel fear.
"Junior." College Chief Xiao looked at Mr. Du with a serious expression.
"There's nothing I can do." Mr. Du rubbed his head and seemed a little depressed.
Roar … Suddenly, a dragon roar was heard. It was earth-shattering. On Book Mountain, the hearts of many disciples from the College trembled violently. They actually felt their blood boil. The powerful dragon roar actually came from the king of Qin's body. Instantly, a frightening dragon shadow rushed out from his body and rose into the air. A terrifying golden dragon claw directly smashed down towards Mr. Du's head.
The two of them were too close. At such a close distance, such violent power was unleashed. Moreover, the person who attacked was the king of Qin. Anyone below the Sage Plane would not be able to survive such a sudden attack.
At this moment, everyone on Book Mountain looked towards Mr. Du. Their hearts were beating rapidly.
Mr. Du did not die. The golden dragon claw stopped in the air. On the terrifying dragon claw, dragon shadows continuously roared and dashed out. However, such a terrifying attack was not able to kill Mr. Du.
Time seemed to have stopped. Mr. Du just stood there quietly. The terrifying dragon shadow covered his body, but it was blocked by an invisible light. The flowing light seemed to be indestructible. Furthermore, this terrifying light was slowly wrapping around the king of Qin's body, enveloping his entire body.
The king of Qin's body was trembling. He was shocked, terrified, confused, and confused.
"Sage." The king of Qin's heart completely sank. He looked at Mr. Du and saw that Mr. Du's expression was as calm as usual. Mr. Du stared at him calmly and quietly.
The king of Qin's expression kept changing. He said, "Why? Why do people say that Mr. Du does not know how to cultivate?"
"In this world, how many people dare to say that they know how to cultivate?" Mr. Du replied.
"If that's the case, why have you never attacked?" The king of Qin still did not understand. He thought that he had exerted enough pressure. If Mr. Du really had absolute power, why did he not touch the Qin Dynasty?
He had never thought that Mr. Du really did not know how to cultivate and did not dare to underestimate the existence of someone who taught people like Sword Saint Gu Dongliu. However, Mr. Du's low profile and forbearance made him feel that although Mr. Du knew how to cultivate, he might only be on par with College Chief Xiao or even slightly stronger. However, he was definitely not a Sage.
Otherwise, why would he wait until today to make a move?
"Aren't you going to make a move now?" Mr. Du said slowly. Then, the dazzling light swept the king of Qin's body into the air. Suddenly, a terrifying shadow appeared behind the king of Qin. His eyes seemed to have turned grey and a terrifying grey intent headed towards Mr. Du. At this moment, a terrifying illusion appeared on Book Mountain. It was as if many death dragons had appeared and covered the sky above the College.
Countless people's hearts trembled. Looking at the terrifying scene, many people felt fear. The two elders from the Qin Dynasty also came to the king of Qin's side and released a similar power. It was as if they had turned into a god of death.
A face formed by dark air currents appeared in the sky and looked down at Book Mountain.
"Who dares to touch my descendant?" An extremely cold voice was heard. Everyone on Book Mountain could feel the coldness.
The king of Qin, his descendant?
Rumor had it that the Qin Dynasty had opened the tomb of their ancestors. Was there actually the intent left behind by their ancestors?
This was too terrifying. Everyone seemed to be covered by a layer of Death Will. It was as if the god of death had descended.
Was this the true reason why the king of Qin came to the College?
"Your descendant is unfilial. I have helped you to clean up," Mr. Du said emotionlessly as he looked up at the shadow that had formed in the sky.
Endless dark air currents flowed in the sky. The pair of terrifying eyes of death stared at Mr. Du. Then, the dark air currents flowed down crazily and covered every corner of the College.
Mr. Du extended his hand into the air. In the next moment, a huge palm print appeared in the sky above the vast Book Mountain. The palm print stretched across the sky and covered the entire Book Mountain. Endless dark air currents crashed onto the palm, but an extremely sharp Sword Will and a flame that could burn the heavens appeared in the palm print.
The palm print extended crazily and was still expanding until it covered the entire sky. The palm print was like a world and the five fingers were like five mountains. The sword intent in the palm was like the Sky Punishing Sword Matrix and the flames that filled the sky were like the Divine Fire that could burn the world.
The sword intent and the flames merged into one. Everyone from the Qin Dynasty was covered by the palm print.
"No …" The king of Qin and the strong cultivators from the Qin Dynasty were filled with endless fear. They flew into the sky, wanting to escape. However, they realized that the world of the palm print seemed to have frozen the space. They could not move at all. It was an unparalleled pressure on their bodies. Not only could they not escape, but they were also sinking.
"It seems that the only thing that can solve everything is still power. In this world, the fist is indeed the strongest." Mr. Du seemed to laugh at himself. He clenched his hand slightly and the huge palm print closed in the sky.
"Sir, please spare us," someone begged.
However, at this moment, Mr. Du did not show any mercy at all. He clenched his hand, and with a deafening sound, everything turned into ashes.
The palm print turned into Spiritual Qi and dissipated. Sunlight shone down and everything in the sky disappeared without a trace. There was no death air currents or strong cultivators from the Qin Dynasty. There was only the remaining willpower. Everything else had turned into dust in the history.
With that one clench, the Qin Dynasty completely became the history of the Eastern Barren Territory.
On Book Mountain, countless people trembled slightly. Waves of shock surged in their hearts. No one could describe the shock they were feeling at the moment.
The huge palm print covered the sky. With one clench, an era had been created.
Was this the real Mr. Du of the Cottage?
The Mr. Du who was rumored to not know how to cultivate but had cultivated the most outstanding disciples in the Eastern Barren Territory?
Countless gazes looked at the old man. There was admiration and endless fanaticism. Be it the disciples of the College, the Sword Saint Mountain, or the Moon Clan, they all felt the same at the moment.
Mr. Du of the Cottage was the true number one in the Eastern Barren Territory. There was no doubt about it.
On Book Mountain, the old man retracted his palm. Feeling countless passionate gazes, he sighed slowly and looked at his senior brother, College Chief Xiao. "Ah, why is it so difficult to keep a low profile?"
Cough, cough!
College Chief Xiao's thoughts were immediately pulled back. He looked at the figure in front of him speechlessly. Mr. Du stood with his hands behind his back and walked away leisurely.
"This bastard still has the mood to be proud," College Chief Xiao cursed in a low voice.
…
On the road from Sky Mountain to Book Mountain, a group of people flew in the air. It was the Sword Saint, Zhuge Hui, Gu Dongliu, and Ye Futian.
The Sword Saint and the others rested for a while and then set off, preparing to return to Book Mountain directly.
"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, will something happen to the Cottage?" Ye Futian asked, somewhat worried. Since Qin Yu attacked them here and the king of Qin didn't appear, it was very likely that he went to Book Mountain. In addition, he also offended the strong cultivators of the Barren State.
"Don't worry. With Master here, nothing will happen," Gu Dongliu said.
Ye Futian's eyes sparkled. Then he asked again, "What plane is Master in?"
If he believed that guy didn't know how to cultivate, he would be an idiot.
"Sage," Gu Dongliu said directly.
Ye Futian's eyes brightened. It seemed that the old guy was worried for nothing.
"I'm worried about Master instead," the Sword Saint suddenly said. "The Barren State is here and the Qin Dynasty is closing in. I'm afraid Master is going to act."
Second Senior Sister and Third Senior Brother both fell silent. This made Ye Futian have a strange expression. Since Master was a sage, why was he still worried?
"Little Junior, do you know how Master took us in as disciples?" the Sword Saint asked Ye Futian.
Ye Futian shook his head.
"I'm an orphan. Many years ago, when I was young, I wanted to enter a small clan to learn swordsmanship. Because my talent was too poor, I was rejected. I didn't even have the right to enter. Someone pointed at a cultivation stone wall at the foot of the mountain and told me that if I could carve something on it one day, he would let me in. I took a sword and tried for three months. Finally, I carved a very shallow stroke. Excited, I wanted to enter the clan but was thrown out again. An old man passing by told me that a stupid person like me wasn't suitable for cultivation and that it was better to do odd jobs with him. I was disheartened and left with the old man."
The Sword Saint smiled warmly as he recalled his childhood. He would never forget what he had experienced many years ago.
"Then, Senior Brother became the Sword Saint of the Eastern Barren Territory …" Ye Futian blinked. This was a very simple story.
"Second Senior Sister, what about you?" Ye Futian asked curiously.
"I forgot," Zhuge Hui said. Ye Futian was speechless.
"Your Second Senior Sister ran away from home and was chased by her family. Master tricked her into saying that he knew a good place that her family couldn't find, so he tricked her into coming to the Eastern Barren Territory," the Sword Saint said, smiling.
"Uh …" Ye Futian was speechless.
"What about Third Senior Brother?" Ye Futian asked again.
"Your Third Senior Brother is even simpler. When Master took Second Senior Sister out to play, it was said that after seeing her, your Third Senior Brother followed Master and refused to leave," the Sword Saint said.
"…"
At this moment, Ye Futian's mind was in a mess. Were they really the famous top three disciples of the Cottage?
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