Chapter 1516: Second Stage Mad Demon Wastes World Knowledge, One Sword Can Silence a Million Masters

“How can there be four swords achieving Tian Jie?!”

The sword cultivators from the five domains in front of the Chuan Dao Mirror were practically clutching their heads in shock.

What had everyone witnessed in this battle of sword immortals today?

Two major Chaos artifacts achieving Tian Jie!

This was an absolutely historic and shocking spectacle!

You have to know, for the Di Jian to achieve Tian Jie, it required Bei Jianxian to cultivate a deep emotional bond with it from childhood, building a solid foundation of affection to make it possible.

But does that mean establishing an emotional connection strong enough for Tian Jie is easy?

Absolutely not!

Just look at how Rao Yao Yao had held the Xuan Cang sword for so many years, repeatedly going on missions to build rapport with it.

Yet, even at the moment of her death, Xuan Cang heartlessly abandoned her.

So, it’s either possible or it’s not—this doesn’t depend on how much time has passed or how deep the cultivation is.

If emotions could be piled up over time, even a simp could have true feelings, and artifacts like Xuan Cang Shen Jian, Di Jian Du Zun, and others would have perfect wielders in every generation.

Even the Ming Jian Twenty-One could achieve Tian Jie in every era.

But the reality?

In the previous generation of the Seven Jianxian, those who mastered perfect Tian Jie didn’t even make up half.

Let alone all the ancient sword cultivators below the level of Jianxian.

One in ten thousand? (Wrong)

Not even one in ten thousand! (Right)

Of course, Tian Jie does need some quantifiable factors.

That’s why things like “length of time” and “depth of cultivation,” even if not decisive, are used by the world as standards to measure whether Tian Jie, or even perfect Tian Jie, is possible.

How long has You Si Jian been with Shou Ye?

Most people still haven’t fully shifted from seeing its wielder as Ba Zun An to the current Xu Xiaoshou, which says it all.

From the time You Si Jian was unsealed from its dust and emerged in Bai Ku, if you calculate the time, it’s only been about half a year.

And with that, it achieved Tian Jie?!

Even if you count the possible secret contacts before You Si Jian and the secret help from Shou Ye’s mastery of Guan Jian Shu, which greatly aids Tian Jie...

A year?

In just a year, conquering one of the five great Chaos artifacts, the hot-tempered and fierce You Si Jian, and achieving Tian Jie?

For a moment, Bei Bei was stunned, feeling that her ten-plus years of effort were like feeding a dog compared to a true genius who just stretches lazily and has famous swords flock to him as pillows.

Holding the Chuan Dao Mirror and used to big scenes, Feng Zhongzui was so shocked his jaw dropped, and behind him, his family head Feng Tingchen found it utterly unbelievable.

But the Tian Jie phrase for the contemporary You Si Jian had already emerged.

That aura full of immense ferocity and brutality swept across all directions, slapping the faces of the onlookers and delivering a deep, stinging pain.

—It wasn’t an illusion; it was real Tian Jie!

At that moment, everyone suddenly remembered that Tian Jie couldn’t be quantified after all...

Just like in the previous generation of Seven Jianxian, only less than half could achieve perfect Tian Jie by the time of the Feng Bang, but the later Eighth Jianxian alone surpassed that number.

Shou Ye was performing some epoch-making feats!

He even erased the traces left by the Eighth Jianxian, conquered the so-called strongest wielder, and became an even greater wielder of You Si Jian!

The viewing fields in front of the Chuan Dao Mirror everywhere boiled over, as everyone realized this battle would go down in history!

As for Feng Zhongzui, right next to the battlefield, he was even more manic, shouting at the top of his lungs:

“Seven Jianxian’s first battle, and it’s a Tian Jie showdown?”

“Di Jian versus You Si Jian—who can hold out till the end? Brothers, I’m getting a sneak peek!”

In the midst of the battle, the Fury of the End lost its target while slaughtering the sealers of the Di Wang Xing Gong.

And when the character “Ji” from You Si Jian’s Tian Jie fell, the sky, once sprinkled with golden scales and dazzling brilliance, was suddenly overrun by endless black fiend qi.

“Woo—”

Vast black fog surged, pushing up around the towering Di Jian as it fell, then slowly condensing into four colossal fierce beasts in the four directions: southeast, northwest.

These fierce beasts were ferociously shaped, baring fangs and claws, radiating savage ferocity, with each pair of eyes blood-red as if stained with blood, displaying endless madness.

Di Jian had never seen it, but Feng Zhongzui had heard of You Si Jian’s fame and immediately gestured excitedly, his voice cracking with agitation:

“You Si Jian’s Tian Jie form—one that the Eighth Jianxian once unleashed: the Four Fierce Beasts Bearing Swords!”

“I heard that in the battle of the Ten Zun Seats back then, the Eighth Jianxian used this move, biting off half an arm of the previous Dao Dian Master with Qiong Qi’s power... Ouch! Okay, okay, family head, I’ll stop.”

“Anyway, I don’t know if it’s true or not, but I’ve said what I can—you’ll have to figure out the truth yourselves!”

In front of the Chuan Dao Mirror at Ban Yue Bay, Dao Qiong Cang narrowed his eyes, grimacing as he threw a series of punches at the air in front of Ba Zun An.

He then turned to Gou Wu Yue: “How about you go practice Guan Jian Shu too?”

Gou Wu Yue stared intently: “No need.”

Dao Qiong Cang looked back at Ba Zun An, bumped his shoulder, and flattered: “I already have innate sword intent. Give me thirty Ling Jing, and teach me Guan Jian Shu?”

“Or, how about when I seal the gods with Tian Ji, I take you along?”

“Hah? What a stingy Eighth Jianxian, a cheapskate!”

As he was complaining, with a boom, the Qiong Qi from the Chuan Dao Mirror’s three-dimensional, borderless panoramic view nearly stepped on everyone’s heads.

This scared the crowd into a chaotic retreat, only for them to realize that an attack from Yu Jing City couldn’t reach the Southern Domain, let alone themselves.

It was too realistic!

The Chuan Dao Mirror was so lifelike it felt like being there in person!

Qiong Qi stepped down, its sky-obscuring body burst into action, turning into black streams of light that opened its mouth and bit fiercely at the towering Di Jian.

“Clang—”

Sparks flew, and the sound of weapons clashing exploded across the five domains, making eardrums throb.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Three more massive booms followed as Tao Tie, Tao Wu, and Hun Dun joined in the tearing and biting.

These great beasts attacked from front, back, left, and right—some shaking the sword hilt, some biting the guard, some the blade...

The fierce beasts shook their heads and yanked viciously.

“Boom!”

Amid the wild jumping of everyone’s eyes, the towering Di Jian seemed to be torn apart, shifting violently out of position.

“Those who defy, die!”

Nü Di Bei Bei suddenly appeared, her tiny body like a speck of dust, slamming a palm onto Di Jian Du Zun with immense momentum.

“Boom!”

The misplaced towering Di Jian realigned, merging back into one.

The four great fierce beasts were blasted away by the giant sword’s shock, their forms shooting backward as if they’d be flung from Yu Jing City to the viewing fields across the five domains.

“Beasts are slaves, ferocity is sin.”

“Rampant and lawless, their sin deserves death!”

As if words followed law, when this cold voice settled, Nü Di Bei Bei’s body suddenly grew to match the heavens.

She grasped the towering Di Jian with both hands, swinging it wide to sweep all directions.

Through the Chuan Dao Mirror’s transmission, the Di Jian appeared so massive that its blade seemed to graze Zang Jian Zong, Can Tian Xian Cheng, Ban Yue Bay, and other viewing sites.

As everyone collectively ducked and shrank back in alarm, it swung back overhead to its original position above Yu Jing City.

“Boom boom boom boom!”

The four great fierce beasts were all slain, exploding into endless fiend qi.

“Whoa...”

At that moment, viewers across the five domains felt their scalps tingle.

This belonged to the unyielding, razor-sharp violent aesthetic of ancient sword cultivators, giving a lesson to thousands of Lian Ling Shi.

Could battles be fought like this?

Could Jianxian be this powerful?

It turned out that even in the Wang Zuo realm, where only attack power is emphasized, one could unleash strikes comparable to... no, surpassing ordinary Ban Sheng!

“Ancient sword cultivators are all lunatics. I’ll never mess with them—Bei Bei looks so cute and plump...”

“Is Shou Ye done for? You Si Jian’s Tian Jie image was just wiped out like that? He hasn’t reached perfect Tian Jie after all, not matching Di Jian Du Zun and Bei Jianxian’s bond, right?”

“The bond is definitely not as strong—they’ve had over ten years of emotional ties, but look at Bei Jianxian in her Nü Di form; after that strike, she’s shrunk back, and her momentum...”

“Yeah! She’s running out of strength!”

“Ancient sword cultivators are like that—poor physique, fragile on their own, and Tian Jie consumes the wielder’s mind and spirit. If the fight drags on, it’s bad for Bei Jianxian!”

“Bad? Shou Ye was already cut down—who’s it bad for... Uh?”

Before the doubt could fully form, in the Chuan Dao Mirror’s scene, as the four great fierce beasts shattered, Di Jian Du Zun was tainted by a wisp of fiend qi.

“Sizzle...”

Like a virus corroding the Tian Ji array, it followed Bei Bei’s sword intent, quickly blackening most of the towering Di Jian.

Dao Qiong Cang in Ban Yue Bay froze, suddenly standing up, feeling this scene was familiar: “Is Xu Xiaoshou using the method to crack my Jing Du array to break Di Jian Du Zun’s Tian Jie image?”

“Is that possible?” Dao Qiong Cang grabbed Ba Zun An’s shoulders, looking like he’d seen a ghost.

Ba Zun An’s lips curved in praise: “Bold and unconstrained, not bound by convention.”

“He’s cheating!” Dao Qiong Cang pointed at the black Di Jian in the mirror. “Xu Xiaoshou should be disqualified; he can’t fight anymore. Bei Bei has won!”

“No.” Gou Wu Yue shook his head. “He didn’t use Tian Ji Shu, or rather, in his understanding, ancient sword arts include... well, using a ‘textile Tian Ji’ way to ‘textile sword intent,’ like a Tian Ji technique?”

Dao Qiong Cang whipped his head around, looking at this former Sheng Shen Dian traitor who was siding with the enemy, and noticed the Dao Yun faintly around Gou Wu Yue, deep in thought.

He glanced at Ba Zun An, who was also gaining insights, his eyes flickering with contemplation.

Was that even possible?

Could Xu Xiaoshou’s sword give these two old sword masters enlightenment?

Was this his original style? If so, how could Bei Bei possibly win?

Dao Qiong Cang clutched his head in exaggerated disbelief, trying to lighten the mood and disrupt their enlightenment.

But unusually, he murmured the word “textile” that Gou Wu Yue had just said, quickly squatting down to stare at the Chuan Dao Mirror, his gaze gradually going blank.

“Are you kidding me?”

Wei Feng was stunned and speechless, turning to see the three of them all entering a state of sudden realization. “What are you guys doing?!”

No response.

Wei Feng looked at the storyteller in shock, only to see the red-skirted dandy shrugging, as if it were normal:

“Don’t forget, we might be geniuses, but those three are from the Ten Zun Seats.”

“Stepping on a blade of grass by the road could lead to comprehending life, death, and reincarnation.”

Wei Feng stiffened at the words.

The storyteller smiled and pointed to the Chuan Dao Mirror, covering his mouth with a light laugh: “My Shou Ge is like that too.”

Shou Ge was in a state of wandering in the void.

Tian Jie was too powerful.

Under Xu Xiaojii’s will, Xu Xiaoshou was almost roaming in the ocean of sword intent, constantly drawing on the battle experience fed back by You Si Jian.

With his already rich knowledge base, any inspiration that came to mind could manifest like the hand of a god, evolving into peak sword techniques.

Take this move, for example...

Just from Qiong Qi biting the sword, it reminded Xu Xiaoshou of Dao Qiong Cang’s scheme at Qing Yuan Mountain to have Mei Si Ren bitten by the beast at Tai Cheng Jian.

From there, he linked it to retreating to advance, using the textile technique to “pollute” the Tian Ji array, and now to pollute Bei Bei’s sword intent.

And sure enough, Bei Bei’s sword wiped out the four great fierce beasts, but she fell into the trap herself.

You Si Jian’s Tian Jie image didn’t “die”; instead, it hid in that wisp of ultimate fiend qi, invading the Di Jian’s core.

Di Jian Du Zun’s Tian Jie emphasized material imprisonment and giant sword suppression.

You Si Jian’s Tian Jie leaned more toward the ethereal state, while also incorporating beast-form attacks.

As the saying goes, you can’t have both fish and bear paw; the latter sacrificed a lot of direct offensive attributes.

But it also added a touch of strangeness.

Coincidentally, both Xu Xiaoshou and Xu Xiaojii leaned toward the strange attribute, and they thought in unison, simply:

“Just as You Si Jian pollutes ordinary Lian Ling Shi, pollute and break Di Jian Du Zun’s Tian Jie image from the inside out!”

With the scheme in place, how could Bei Bei not notice once she was affected?

In the blink of an eye, as the Di Jian was about to turn completely black, Bei Bei, true to her Jianxian title, decided quickly:

“Fiends are heavy with desires, desires stem from the mortal world;”

“The mortal world belongs to phenomena, phenomena arise from the heart;”

“The heart births the self, the self eliminates desire-fiends!”

This long chain of nested phrases was reacted to swiftly and connected smoothly.

The ancient sword cultivators in front of the Chuan Dao Mirror were mesmerized, as the Di Jian Du Zun rippled with the auras of the three great realms: Hong Chen Jian, Mu Xia Shen Fo, and Wu You Jian Liu.

Under the fusion of the three realms, Nü Di Bei Bei merged with the Di Jian, shaking it to dispel thousands of fiend qi.

Suddenly, all things became swords, transforming them into demon swords.

“Absolute Demon Control!”

A variant of Wan Jian Shu’s Absolute Di Zhi, but in demon sword form?

Feng Zhongzui’s eyes nearly popped out, his commentary pausing as he stared intently.

It was clear that Bei Jianxian’s understanding of the first realm of other sword arts wasn’t deep, but she could barely use it.

And this wave of on-the-spot adaptation was handled to perfection, worthy of being recorded in ancient sword cultivator history to counter the demon sword arts and fiend power unique to Shou Ye and You Si Jian.

“Boom!”

As sword intent scattered and howled, the fiend qi belonging to You Si Jian’s Tian Jie image had turned into swords under “Absolute Demon Control.”

The ownership was briefly seized by Bei Bei!

And using that seized ownership, Bei Bei located Xu Xiaoshou’s hidden core within the Tian Jie image.

“Di...”

She was about to strike...

But Bei Bei was a genius, and how could Xu Xiaoshou’s combat awareness and quick reactions be inferior?

Before she could speak, a thunderous voice from the nine heavens shook the air:

“If you want to eliminate fiends, I’ll become one!”

“Let’s see if your novice Absolute Demon Control is superior, or if my Mu Xia Jie Mo is even madder!”

“Xu Xiaojii!”

As Di Jian trembled and Nü Di Bei Bei sensed something wrong, Xu Xiaojii, fully aligned with Shou Ye’s will after Tian Jie, moved.

“Swish!”

Beneath the controlled myriad demon swords, shadowy Mo Jian suddenly surged and formed a river.

“Qing He Jian Jie!” Feng Zhongzui’s eyes lit up.

The demon swords, briefly seized by Di Jian’s Tian Jie, vanished, and the uncontrolled Mo Jian below solidified instead.

Demon swords turned azure.

Mo Jian turned deep black.

They switched!

“Wu You Jian Liu? Virtual-real conversion? Shou Ye is brilliant—this directly borrows the truth of Mo Jian Shu to swap back the control rights under Absolute Demon Control...”

“I’m going crazy!”

Feng Zhongzui clutched his head, utterly immersed.

Shou Ye’s seamless switching between various sword arts and his insane ideas surpassed even Bei Bei!

Even old sword cultivators like Mei Si Ren and Feng Tingchen showed shocked expressions, not thinking of such a solution right away.

It was unexpected!

But so Xu Xiaoshou!

After liberating You Si Jian’s Tian Jie image and turning defense into offense, Xu Xiaoshou wouldn’t just wait for Bei Bei to come after him.

Once the myriad Mo Jian turned into demon swords, they slanted together, flowing in the style of Qing He Jian Jie, quickly outlining and constructing a solid sword god image!

Solitary tower, silver moon, black sword, silhouette...

“My heavens! What is that?”

“Illusion Jian Shu? Heart Jian Shu? Wu Jian Shu?”

“This is an image attack meant for Bei Jianxian’s spiritual world, but Shou Ye has materialized it—what’s he planning?”

Feng Zhongzui’s eyes bulged, completely baffled. “A Jianxian battle, a Tian Jie battle! Xiao Wan Feng, are you watching? I can’t keep up with their thinking!”

If Feng Zhongzui couldn’t follow, Bei Bei, who had never seen such sword arts, was even more clueless.

Heart Jian Shu’s image attack, presented in physical form—what kind of damage could it do?

A spiritual attack on the body—wasn’t that like trying to hit a soul with a stone—could it even land?

“Opportunity!”

This sword art was clearly Xu Xiaoshou playing wildly and making a mistake.

Shouldn’t she seize this heaven-sent chance and eliminate him? As Bei Bei thought this, before she could move, she suddenly felt a distortion in heaven and earth, space and time...

“Crack!”

The sword god solitary tower image shattered abruptly.

Using the infinite power and wild ideas of the Tian Jie state, Xu Xiaoshou smashed this materialized Heart Jian Shu attack himself!

Too weak.

Not enough.

If playing, go big!

“Roar—”

A terrifying sonic boom surged through the endless fiend qi.

The four great fierce beasts’ shadows materialized, finally merging into the shattered sword god solitary tower image...

From destruction came rebirth; what emerged with a mad roar was the extreme giant with charred arms—feet on the Demon Emperor Black Dragon, seven blood trees on its back, white flames around its body, and azure prison above its head!

This was clearly the second-level image of Heart Jian Shu from back on Void Island, which had shaken Wang Ze Sheng Di, and in Yun Lun Mountains, scared Yu Lao!

The world fell silent...

In just a moment, the viewing areas with the most ancient sword cultivators, like Zang Jian Zong in front of the Chuan Dao Mirror and Feng Family City’s first platform, erupted with cries of disbelief:

“Heart Jian Shu, image Tian Jie?!”

“Mu Xia Shen Fo, second-stage Tian Jie?!”

“And it’s been transported from the spiritual world to the real world—how is that possible?”

“Impossible! Absolutely impossible! This must be Illusion Jian Shu, or I’m seeing things...”

“Feng Zhongzui, say something!”

After all, even through the Chuan Dao Mirror, it wasn’t as real as seeing it on the battlefield.

Though many ancient sword cultivators grumbled about Feng Zhongzui, ninety-nine percent frankly admitted their insight couldn’t match his.

Now that they couldn’t understand, everyone was shouting, some even shaking the mirror holders of the Feng Family to send messages for an explanation.

The much-summoned Feng Zhongzui paused for a moment before rattling off:

“Brothers, I know you’re anxious—don’t be yet, and panicking—don’t panic... I’m even more anxious and panicked! I need to confirm first...”

“Heavens! What did I just see? The materialization of a Sheng Di will image? Shou Ye is playing with conceptual stuff; he’s the god of concepts!”

“If you say the Heart Jian Shu sword god solitary tower image is illusory and can be controlled or avoided like I do with Mu Wu Shen Fo, this time it’s different!”

“You didn’t see wrong; Shou Ye did a second-stage Tian Jie on Heart Jian Shu! And his image materialization is real Sheng Di power—it can physically attack!”

“But how is that possible? Heart Jian Shu for physical attacks? No! It is possible... with space and time power! Shou Ye’s sword isn’t just Heart Jian Shu’s second-stage Tian Jie; he used spatial-temporal leap!”

“A seamless spatial-temporal leap that even fooled me—Shou Ye must have contacted those real Four Great Sheng Di powers, and he’s briefly transporting the Four Sheng Di power he got back then from the past to now in one sword!”

“In other words...”

The more Feng Zhongzui spoke, the more terrifying it got, feeling he was going too far.

He didn’t even dare look at his family head, just at Si Ren Mister, and got an encouraging look in return.

So he nearly threw a tantrum on the spot, hysterically raving:

“In other words!”

“If Shou Ye’s sword, in You Si Jian’s Tian Jie state, can do a second-stage Tian Jie on Mu Xia Shen Fo and use spatial-temporal leap to bring past power briefly to the present...”

“With such means to turn decay into magic and make the illusory real, Shou Ye must have touched the threshold of the Second World!”

“Is he not using the Second World?”

“Is he holding back?”

“Is this his full power?”

“Brothers, I’m losing it! Bei Jianxian isn’t fighting a Jianxian; she’s up against an absolute freak, a god of concepts!!!”

The ancient sword cultivators at Zang Jian Zong exploded.

The viewers in Ba Gong were stunned.

The crowd of evil cultivators at Ban Yue Bay clutched their heads in manic ecstasy.

Gu Qing Er, San, Si stood up; Xiao Wan Feng stood up; Xiao Qi Xiu stood up; Gou Wu Yue stood up.

Far in the Western Domain’s great desert, in front of a sparsely viewed Chuan Dao Mirror, Jianxian A Lai, You Lao Ye Zi, and Ba Yue stood up.

In Yu Jing City, Mei Si Ren smiled like a blooming flower; Feng Tingchen, Gu Yu, Yang Xi Zhi stared wide-eyed; Liu Fu Yu’s red lips parted slightly, her eyes flashing with shock and admiration.

Ba Zun An rose from the large stone and turned to leave.

“Brother?” The storyteller was baffled and hurried after him.

“What are you doing!” Dao Qiong Cang, watching excitedly, glared angrily at this buzzkill’s back.

“No need to fight.” Ba Zun An didn’t look back, waving his four-fingered hand. “His face next—I don’t need to see it.”

Dao Qiong Cang was stunned.

His face?

“Bei Jianxian?”

In the battle, a earth-shaking question burst from the mouth of the extreme giant constructed with You Si Jian’s Tian Jie state and the briefly borrowed Four Great Sheng Di powers.

Nü Di Bei Bei was just stunned, not yet grasping Feng Zhongzui’s rapid-fire words, and as the one in the fight, she hadn’t—couldn’t—fully understand Xu Xiaoshou’s sword yet...

That vicious extreme giant image stomped through space, leaping from afar, its charred arms wrapping around the towering Di Jian and yanking it up fiercely.

“Boom—”

Heaven and earth changed color, mountains and rivers cracked.

The extreme giant, overflowing with fiend qi, grabbed the towering Di Jian like a toy, slamming it wildly in all directions...

“Boom boom boom boom boom boom...”

It even pierced through spatial-temporal fragments!

Bei Bei, merged within, had her thoughts shatter, knowing nothing as her brain felt like it was being shaken into mush.

In her last glimmer of clear consciousness...

The extreme giant gripped the Di Jian’s tip with one hand and hilt with the other, infusing the Four God Pillar powers, then slammed its knee up and pressed down on the giant sword.

“Crack... Snap!!!”

At that moment, the viewers in front of the Chuan Dao Mirror felt their eyeballs nearly jump out.

Di Jian’s Tian Jie was forcibly broken!

Nü Di Bei Bei, fused within, was blasted out from high in the sky, her consciousness murky, eyes dimming.

The extreme giant swept a palm, and as You Si Jian’s image layers dissipated, the briefly borrowed Four God Pillar powers slowly faded...

It didn’t matter.

It was over!

“Di Jian Du Zun?”

Before one wave settled, another rose.

This monster lifted the unconscious little Bei Bei in its hand, roaring viciously as it smashed her toward the ground.

The force and speed were so immense, so fast, it produced sonic booms and air explosions:

“I see all swords under heaven should bow to me—how dare you claim to be emperor?!”

Mei Si Ren was so startled that his Tai Cheng Jian trembled, rushing forward before Bei Bei could be smashed into pulp.

“Stop!”

“Shou Ye, halt! Such a prodigy—spare her life!”

Dust splashed everywhere.

The extreme giant image’s hand stopped just a zhang from the ground, cracking the earth as waves of smoke slowly pushed out.

“Sizzle...”

The heat faded.

The spatial-temporal leap’s borrowed power dissipated.

Mu Xia Jie Mo’s second-stage Tian Jie dissipated.

You Si Jian’s Tian Jie dissipated.

As the smoke cleared, the vicious Shou Ye returned to his harmless true self, gently placing the little Bei Bei on the ground.

He lowered his head, brushing off the dust from his black robe, slowly turning around, calm and composed, full of energy—as if nothing had happened.

But as his cold gaze swept over the many ancient sword cultivators present, sending chills down their spines...

Wasn’t this declaring that the mad battle just now was real?

Finally, his sight fixed, Xu Xiaoshou faced the Chuan Dao Mirror, as if seeing the thousands watching across the five domains.

The killing intent on his face vanished, and an wicked smile curled his lips as he chuckled lightly:

“Just kidding.”

Then he opened his mouth, letting out a sinister, strange laugh:

“Hee hee hee...”

Across the five domains, in front of the Chuan Dao Mirrors, all was silent.