Chapter 560: Like Meeting an Old Friend

Chapter 560: Like Meeting an Old Friend

After sending Yuan Shan's true form flying, the Great Liang Emperor did not follow up with the kind of merciless strike one might expect. Instead, he beckoned with his hand and said calmly, "We will teach you how to use a saber."

As soon as those words were spoken, Chen Chao’s Cloud Mud saber instantly flew out of its sheath and landed in the Great Liang Emperor's hand. The Great Liang Emperor flicked his finger against the blade and said with satisfaction, "A fine saber."

This Cloud Mud had been reforged using a Thousand Year Glacial Stone.

Few in the world knew that the greatest martial artist of the current era was also a master of the saber.

The truth was, at the Great Liang Emperor's cultivation realm, he no longer needed to rely on external weapons, his own strength was enough to strike fear into cultivators. Thus, in recent years, the Great Liang Emperor had never shown his mastery of the saber. Even when ambushed by foreign cultivators in Xuanling County, he had only casually grabbed a flying sword to defend himself, rather than carry a saber.

But in his youth, the Great Liang Emperor had begun his training with the saber, and his talent in the saber was unmatched, with few capable of rivaling him.

Now, after many years, the Great Liang Emperor wielded the saber once again, his face expressionless. Facing a great demon like Yuan Shan, the Great Liang Emperor had no real need to use a saber. He did so only for one reason, just as he had said, to teach Chen Chao how to use a saber.

Chen Chao straightened up, not willing to miss a single moment of what came next.

In the distance, Yuan Shan's great demon true form halted for a moment before roaring and charging at the Great Liang Emperor once again.

The Great Liang Emperor gently dragged a thin, long mark across the snow, then slashed out with the saber. A vast saber qi erupted from the tip, causing a tremendous roar as the ground cracked open and spread toward the distance.

It was as if there were a brilliant white line tearing through the heavens and the earth, dividing them into two halves.

The sight of this saber strike probably did not lose to all the sword immortals in the world.

Yu Xiyi exclaimed in shock, “Why is Your Majesty being so tyrannical?”

The young monk merely looked at the back of the Great Liang Emperor and smiled.

Chen Chao felt his mind sway even more. Similarly a saber user, he had already sensed the various profound techniques that the Great Liang Emperor had intentionally shown him through this strike.

How to operate the qi, how the saber qi flowed, and how to accumulate strength at a certain point.

To others, this was an incredibly tyrannical saber strike, but to Chen Chao, it was the most perfect lesson in the world.

The Great Liang Emperor not only aimed to kill Yuan Shan but also intended to demonstrate his martial arts cultivation clearly to Chen Chao through this battle.

Between heaven and earth, thunder rumbled, and the saber light was relentless. The Great Liang Emperor walked toward the sky, and with each saber strike, new wounds appeared on Yuan Shan's body.

After just a few strikes, Yuan Shan's great demon true form had already become battered and bruised, with countless wounds bleeding and soaking the snow, creating a scene of utter despair.

As a prominent figure among great demons, he had now become a live target, which infuriated Yuan Shan to the extreme. However, he faced not an ordinary cultivator but a supreme powerhouse who could battle the Demon Emperor without being defeated. Hence, he had little options.

He could only passively endure the beating.

The sense of humiliation was palpable.

The Great Liang Emperor held the saber in one hand and said calmly, “The so-called unmatched killing power of sword cultivators, in Our view, is nothing but an exaggeration. Is there any sword cultivator in the world who can stand before Us and claim they can take Our life?”

Standing before Yuan Shan, the Great Liang Emperor fixed his gaze on this great demon. “It's not that We want to use Our cultivation realm to bully you. You are Yuan Ling's uncle, and We are that boy's uncle. We can ignore matters between children, but since you insist on making a move, We have no choice but to kill you. Otherwise, that child might think only others have uncles in this world.”

Yuan Shan was taken aback, he never expected to receive such an outrageous answer.

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A head fell off, then was casually kicked aside by the Great Liang Emperor. After that, he send out a saber slash at the distant demon clouds, causing countless great demons to retreat hundreds of feet in alarm.

The Great Liang Emperor released the now snow-white hilt of Cloud Mud, which flew back into Chen Chao's sheath.

As Chen Chao grasped the hilt, he felt something unusual.

The Great Liang Emperor stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looking into the snowstorm. “If you lack the courage, don't make threats. If you truly want to stop Us, come and try. Let’s see how many can leave alive in the end.”

Silence enveloped the area.

Watching the Great Liang Emperor slay Yuan Shan, the great demons fell silent after hearing this. None of them were willing to make the first move at this moment. They could tell at a glance that this Great Liang Emperor had reached an extraordinarily terrifying realm. Facing that realm, these ordinary Nepenthe Realms probably had only one way to keep him from leaving.

That was to overwhelm him by throwing lives at him.

A number of them dying might just make it possible for this emperor to stay here permanently.

But while these words were easy to say, who would be willing to be one of those few to die?

They felt angry, wishing that the elders who spent all year round in closed-seclusion would step forward. If they did, they would have rushed in unison to kill this human monarch in the demon territory.

But now, even if those elders remained in seclusion, what about His Majesty?

What was His Majesty doing?!

The Great Liang Emperor turned around, scanning the surroundings, but his gaze did not land on Chen Chao. Instead, he looked at the young monk in black.

In a daze, he remembered an old friend.

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By the banks of the Onan River, that sword which had traveled thousands of miles had already fallen.

The Demon Emperor’s expression was calm as he looked at this ordinary flying sword, but he still did not underestimate it. After all, the owner of this flying sword was that sword user.

The Demon Emperor watched the ordinary flying sword approaching him. While not waiting in full battle stance, he felt a mix of anticipation and interest.