Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens – Ch. 1108

Perfect World

Information on Perfect World was the last thing Bai Jie left the squad taking part in the mystic nine immortals competition, and they were to protect the information relating to it with their lives. From Han Xiangluan’s memories, Mu Yu learnt that Perfect World was a barrier that Sword Shadow Dust Gale provided Third Heaven with to prevent foreign invasions. Not even the soul race that Divine Executioner served had free reign for as long as Perfect World was active. Every foreign race in Third Heaven was after Perfect World so as to lift the restriction that stopped them from anyone below Body Synthesis Realm for as long as it was active.

After investing years, Bai Jie invented a formation that could cancel out Perfect World’s restrictions. When he told his subordinates that he was going to be absent, he meant that he was going out to terminate Perfect World.

The soul race’s goal was to turn Third Heaven into a hunting ground so that all foreign races could freely commit murder in Third Heaven. Souls, blood, flesh, shadows and whatever else were nourishment for foreign races. Of course, they collected their sustenance from none other than Third Heaven’s cultivators, better interpreted as their livestock.

Unfortunately, the archfiends failed to retain ownership over their fates, and Sword Shadow Dust Gale was unable to stop Second Heaven from demise, which motivated him to guard Third Heaven with his lifetime’s cultivation.

Many mistakes were not easily forgiven. Ignorance could not be used as a stupid excuse.

“Mu Yu, you don’t want to inherit Old White Beard’s goal, right?” Xiaoshuai quietly asked.

Mu Yu caressed Xiaoshuai’s head. “I’m no longer the innocent kid from Moyun Mountains who wants to save and defend the world. I still can’t see from Shifu’s perspective; I still can’t see why cultivators who turned on him at the drop of a hat deserve my help. Shifu’s history has taught me that it’s harder to be a saviour than I thought. I just want to be myself.”

“What’s your plan, then?”

Mu Yu concentrated energy to his eyes and willed the erasure of Han Xiangluan, deleting the latter from existence. “… Decimate Third Heaven Palace and then…”

***

“Mu Yu has replaced Han Xiangluan!” someone announced.

“Mu Yu, Mu Yu, impressive but still too naïve. You’re far from stopping us,” muttered Hun Kui, from atop a mountain in the distance. As a thought flourished in his mind, a smile spread across his lips. He looked Reverend Nilei and Daoist Chu Buqu’s way. “Nilei, Chu Buqu, don’t celebrate yet.”

“What do you think the odds of you defeating Hun Kui are?” Tan Qingquan queried, disregarding Hun Kui.

“What do you think the odds of you defeating Bai Jie are?” Daoist Chu Buqu inquired with a hand on his beard.

“What do you think the odds of us defeating foreign races are?” Tan Qingquan moved his line of sight to Ultimate Immortals Monument.

Fiddling with spirit stones, Daoist Chu Buqu voiced, “What if we add Eternally Youthful Ku Mu?”

“He has a more important job that requires his attention.”

***

Tian Ran entered Ultimate Immortal Monument with the first batch and cast Hundred Faces Illusion Formation with Lu Deyi’s help. She was not heckled in the monument thanks to her illusion formation. After arriving at Ancient Battleground, though, she lost the formation while hurtling from a skeleton-claw fiend beast.

Tian Ran pulled over at a riverbank with a violent current. A mighty entity resided in the ruined palace hovering above the grass plain in the distance. She continued avoiding confrontations, deeming it unwise at her cultivation realm. For the same reason, she flew low to avoid standing out.

Why do I keep feeling that something is guiding me ever since I set foot in here? Could it be a fiend beast’s illusionary ability for hunting? Should I follow the guide?

Rumble! The big quake did not cause even a dent despite being capable of disfiguring hundreds of square kilometres in Third Heaven.

Is the domain energy Mu Yu’s? Whatever the risk, let’s go see. It’s best if it’s Mu Yu and his brothers so that we can look out for each other. If it’s the soul race, I’ll make a beeline out of there.

After flying for roughly one hour, Tian Ran entered a cavern, where she stopped due to the sound of a scrap taking place further up ahead.

 

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