Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

These past two days.

Jun Wuxie hadn't left his room, focusing day and night on condensing his Primordial Avatar.

He gathered a small portion of the Nine Heavens Essence that had been dormant within his limbs.

Judging by the current progress, it would take quite some time to gather all the Nine Heavens Essence dormant in his limbs.

However, he wasn't in a hurry.

Such a heaven-defying divine ability like the Primordial Undefeated Golden Body, being able to cultivate it so smoothly and with such progress, was already extremely rare.

"There really isn't enough time…"

He couldn't help but lament that in recent days, facing various crises, there was always an urgent need.

He either spent his time improving his realm, opening the Gate of Wonders, or cultivating the Primordial Avatar.

As a result, he hadn't been able to squeeze out time to refine the Bloodline Fruit and nourish his Chaotic Origin Bone.

This morning.

Jun Wuxie pushed open the door, facing the vibrant morning sun, and two piercingly cold rays of light burst forth from his pupils!

Today was the day of the decisive battle!

Today was the day to settle the score with the Great River Sword Sect!

All past grievances, all humiliations, all blood debts!

Today, he would settle them completely!

"Senior Brother!"

Xu Daoling and Kongxu were already waiting in the courtyard.

Their faces lacked their usual carefree appearance, and their eyes burned with the fire of hatred.

"Let's go!"

Jun Wuxie flicked his sleeve and boarded the carriage.

Yue Yao, Ling Fei, and Su Xiaoxiao were already sitting in the carriage, waiting.

Xu Daoling and Kongxu got into the carriage and sat side by side with Jun Wuxie.

Two Swiftwind Horses pulled the carriage into the air, rumbling across the sky.

"Today, everything should be settled…"

Lord Jiu stood in front of the dilapidated Sect King Hall, muttering to himself as he looked at the distant sky.

Then, his figure flashed and disappeared into the mountains.

He didn't choose to go to the Great River Sword Sect with Jun Wuxie and the others.

He had thought about it carefully. These days, he hadn't shown his face for several months.

He Jianyun and the others might think that he had gone out to find resources.

His absence shouldn't arouse suspicion from He Jianyun and the others, which would be perfect for sneaking into the Great River Sword Sect to rescue Mu Qianshan.

… …

The Swiftwind Horses pulled the carriage across rivers and landed in front of the canyon.

Traveling along the canyon, they soon arrived at the mountain path leading to the Great River Sword Sect.

The wind inside the canyon was strong, causing the human head lanterns on both sides of the mountain path to sway constantly.

"Senior Brother…"

Xu Daoling and Kongxu looked at the human head lanterns with bloodstains solidified on their faces, their eyes reddened, and choked out, "They… they are our senior brothers and sisters?"

Hearing this, Jun Wuxie's lips trembled a few times, and a low and slightly hoarse sound came from his throat: "Yes…"

"I… I x his mother! These beasts of the Great River Sword Sect!"

Xu Daoling roared in anger.

Kongxu clenched his fists, trembling all over, and hissed, "I will tear the bastards of the Great River Sword Sect into pieces!"

They couldn't accept this tragic scene.

Although they had seen human head lanterns before, the impact was never as strong as it was now!

Along both sides of this mountain path, there were a full hundred human head lanterns, each with its mouth open, blood solidified under its eyes, a little flame dancing in the human skin with the bones hollowed out, it was so shocking.

They had never seen such an inhumane scene in their lives, let alone imagined it!

"Senior Brother, the senior brothers and sisters of past generations were too miserable…"

Xu Daoling cried, tears streaming down his face.

"Senior Brother, let's go!"

Kongxu lowered his head, his voice choked with sobs, unable to bear to look any longer, urging Jun Wuxie to drive the carriage away.

Jun Wuxie slapped the Swiftwind Horses on their buttocks.

The two Swiftwind Horses neighed and pulled the carriage, rumbling up the mountain path, and in an instant arrived at the huge square in front of the Great River Sword Sect's mountain gate.

This place was already a sea of people.

The square was surrounded by people, and even the surrounding mountains were filled with figures.

But it wasn't noisy here, it was very quiet.

Experts from various forces were present, and the people who came to watch the duel remained silent.

A carriage drove in, attracting everyone's attention.

"Jun Wuxie is here!"

"Which one is the disciple of the War Saint?"

"Judging by his aura, it should be that young man in the middle, right?"

"He really is handsome and talented!"

The quiet scene was broken by Jun Wuxie's arrival, and there was a sudden burst of noise, with everyone whispering.

The carriage stopped at the edge of the square.

Jun Wuxie sat in the carriage and scanned his surroundings, then focused his gaze on the high platform in front of the Great River Sword Sect's mountain gate.

There were many people standing there.

There were dozens of elders, with a dozen or so standing in the front, including He Jianyun.

Behind those elders were the Great River Sword Sect's vice sect master and the elders in power, and in the last row were ten cold-eyed young sword cultivators in their twenties.

The mountains on both sides of the high platform were densely packed with the middle level and disciples of the Great River Sword Sect.

"Well, it's time to make human head lanterns again, it's really nostalgic, but it's a pity that there are only three heads in this session, it's really boring."

The Great River Sword Sect's Vice Sect Master Yu Zhi said indifferently.

"Hmph, a disciple of some War Saint, I don't know what the War Saint saw in him, he's just a cast-off disciple that our Great River Sword Sect didn't want."

Someone mocked.

Jun Wuxie narrowed his eyes, the person speaking was an old acquaintance, Outer Sect Elder Chekhov!

Since arriving in the capital, he had been very busy, and he had forgotten about this person.

He had been targeting him in Qingyang City, and even secretly found someone to deal with him during the assessment.

Today, this guy came to clamor again, he really didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!

Chekhov's words caused many experts from various forces to change their expressions.

A small elder of a middle-ranked force actually dared to say such a thing.

Was he saying that the War Saint had no vision?

However, this kind of person, relying on his low realm, the War Saint wouldn't pay attention to him, and didn't watch his mouth.

"Fellow Daoists!" He Jianyun took two steps forward and bowed to the experts from various forces on the surrounding mountains, saying: "Today is the day of the life-and-death duel between the disciples of my Great River Sword Sect and the disciples of the Sect King Academy. It is a great honor for my Great River Sword Sect that fellow Daoists have come from afar to watch the battle! I, He Jianyun, am extremely honored!"

The experts from various forces had indifferent expressions and did not respond in any way, feeling very disdainful in their hearts.

What qualifications did a mere Great River Sword Sect have to make them come from afar?

This He Jianyun really knew how to put gold on his face.

If the War Saint's disciple hadn't participated in this duel, would they have wasted their time coming here?

He Jianyun didn't get a response, but he wasn't embarrassed. He said loudly: "According to our two sects' previous agreement, both sides need to select ten disciples for a life-and-death duel!"

He pointed to the ten young sword cultivators standing in a row behind him, and said: "These ten are the disciples of my Great River Sword Sect who will participate in the life-and-death duel this time."

Saying that, he looked at Jun Wuxie and said: "Jun Wuxie, where are the other seven people from your Sect King Academy? Could it be that your Sect King Academy wants to fight ten people with three? That's extremely arrogant! Since that's the case, this sect master has nothing to say, and will allow you three to duel my sect's ten people!"

Everyone was stunned.

He Jianyun's statement was really shameless.

Who didn't know that the Sect King Academy was declining?

They originally only had three people.

This He Jianyun was actually pretending to be stupid in public.

Not only did he make the ten people of the Great River Sword Sect duel the three people of the Sect King Academy, but he also said that he was magnanimous, as if the Sect King Academy had the advantage.

"Everyone, please witness the wonderful scene of my Great River Sword Sect disciples killing the disciples of the Sect King Academy. Presumably, fellow Daoists all want to see my Great River Sword Sect disciples kill the War Saint's disciple on the life-and-death stage, right?"

"Today, my Great River Sword Sect will kill his disciple within the War Saint's rules! Back then, my Great River Sword Sect could reject Jun Wuxie, and today, we can kill him!"

"He Jianyun, have you talked enough nonsense?" Jun Wuxie sat in the carriage and looked at He Jianyun with cold eyes, mocking: "As the master of a sect, in front of the world's forces, you are shameless and talking nonsense, barking like a mad dog!"

"Heh!" The muscles on He Jianyun's face twitched, and he smiled coldly, saying: "Don't worry, your time to cry will come."

After he finished speaking, he made a gesture to the young sword cultivators in the last row.

The sword cultivator standing on the far left raised his head slightly, walked through the void, and landed on the life-and-death stage in the center of the square, looking down on Jun Wuxie, Xu Daoling, and Kongxu, and said indifferently: "You, who will come to die?"

Jun Wuxie's pupils shone with golden light, and mysterious runes appeared.

Under the Primordial True Eyes, he saw through the sword cultivator's realm and saw the characteristics of his true qi, and said to Kongxu and Xu Daoling: "Go ahead, this one is a true disciple of the Great River Sword Sect, at the peak of the Star Chen Realm fifth transformation."

"Senior Brother, we haven't publicly talked to He Jianyun about the conditions we want them to agree to after the victory of the duel…"

"No need to talk, go."

Jun Wuxie shook his head, there was no need to talk at all, he had already made a decision in his heart.

Two days ago, when he learned that Uncle Bird had been captured, he had made a decision in his heart!

"I'll go!"

Xu Daoling jumped up and landed on the life-and-death stage more than ten meters high, his eyes instantly turning fierce, like a bloodthirsty wolf, staring at his opponent!