In the Martial World, at any mont, soone might fall into a pool of blood, soone might die in a foreign land. Perhaps today they wear splendid clothes, ride fine horses, drink freely, and sing loudly, fearlessly wandering the end of the world, reveling in their grudges and vendettas. Yet, tomorrow they may not see the sun of the day after, or sll the scent of rice by the village from their childhood.
The great renown once achieved gradually gets worn away by ti until no one cares, no one fears it.
Even those as strong as yesterday’s Martial Arts Legends, how could they escape such a fate?
When a legend dies, with the passage of ti, the calves of the future may hear that old, outdated na and dismiss it lightly with a, "it’s nothing special"!
Fortunately, whether it’s the title of Black Wind Village Chief, or the World Association Leader, or the Demon Master of the Demon Palace, at least in the Martial World they have a shelf life that could last even a hundred years...
So much so that seven days have passed since these powerful figures disappeared during the battle at the summit of Heaven Mountain, and the people of the Martial World have not forgotten. Every day, they discuss, speculate, and imagine...
Regarding the earth-shattering battle that day, even though no one witnessed it up close in the final monts, Players, combining many distant and close videos from the Jianghu Forum, slowly guessed and deduced various outcos of the battle’s conclusion.
These results quickly spread throughout the Martial World.
So speculate that the thunder and lightning that day were reminiscent of Xiong Ba’s demonstration of power on Wudang Mountain, summoning Heaven’s Punishnt Thunder Tribulation, causing everyone to perish under its majestic force, with no one spared.
Others speculate, based on the family’s descriptions of Returning to Truth Realm experts, that everyone died, but the Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali and Xiong Ba, these two Returning to Truth Realm experts, very likely left their Primordial Spirits intact...
Among others, besides the Ming Emperor and Nie Renwang who have revealed their whereabouts, the one who might have survived is the Demon Master Pang Ban with exceptionally strong spiritual power. Otherwise, why would the Ming Emperor and Nie Renwang gather many to dig the collapsed Heaven Mountain, seemingly searching for sothing...
There’s also a rather far-fetched yet widely-discussed speculation—that day, more than a few people witnessed from afar that after the lightning struck, there seed to be a mont of space distortion at the summit of Heaven Mountain, with a temporary light tunnel made of strong light appearing.
This evokes associations with the so-called "Shattering Void" ntioned in ancient texts.
Perhaps the final battle’s outco was that Xiong Ba and others all shattered the void and left. The reason the Ming Emperor and Nie Renwang lingered and dug might be to uncover the secret of the Shattering Void.
However, although this notion of "Shattering Void" is heavily debated, few truly believe it.
Instead, many think the Players who reportedly saw that scene might have been deceived by the intense light from the exploded Thunder Light, creating an optical illusion rather than reality.
After all, the few Players who provided such information said they only saw a brief mont.
The so-called light tunnel of Shattering Void they witnessed for that mont could easily have been the result of light refraction causing a visual illusion from different angles; otherwise, why didn’t everyone see it?
All these rampant discussions essentially point to one question—are the Black Wind Village Chief and the World Association Leader still alive?
This question is extrely crucial and might significantly impact the Martial World’s structure in the vassal state.
Because, even though seven days have passed, the great battle of Black Wind Village and Unrivaled City against the World Association is still ongoing.
The World Association, having lost the unparalleled leader Xiong Ba, and the forr Heavenly Pool Twelve Evil either dead, crippled, or fled, has been beaten into disarray over these seven days.
Of the more than three hundred substations of the World Association, over a hundred have been conquered in just seven days.
Even so substations didn’t wait for the attack, engaging in internal strife as each leader or captain absconded with gold, silver, and other resources, leaving the remaining hundred or so substations in fear and anxiety.
In such a situation, although Black Wind Village itself is sowhat anxious,
with the arrival of Dongfang Bubai, Qin Mo Murong Qingqing, and Queen Yin Wan Wan on the battlefield, morale and spirits quickly gathered, and with the enthusiastic Eight Desolate Disciples maintaining high battle intent, and Unrivaled City continuously fueling the flas to expand the results, the entire war proceeded intensely like a rolling snowball along its inertia.
However, as the battle continues, whether among the tens of thousands of mountain bandit players gathered at the battlefield, or those who haven’t arrived yet, there is an incessant anxious wait for one piece of news—the news about their village chief.
To all the Players in the Martial World, the Black Wind Village Chief may just be a legendary NPC, a controversial hero, or a reward-giving NPC that brings benefits to Players.
His death might make many Players feel regretful, but few would mourn, and so might even applaud.
But for the many Black Wind Village Players, this NPC, the Black Wind Village Chief, has already beco a spiritual leader and a symbol of glory. It was he who brought so much honor and benefits in the Martial World to all the Players within Black Wind Village.
It was this miracle-working strongman who led the small grassroots force of Black Wind Village to rise against the odds, growing into a top-tier power comparable to Shaolin and Wudang.
If even the village chief is dead, then Black Wind Village is essentially just a na, and under the revenge of the many enemies made in the past, even under the protection of experts like Nie Renwang who rember old ties, it would struggle to withstand, let alone retain its forr glory.
Most importantly, of all those Players who joined Black Wind Village because of the village chief, how many could continue to stay in the precarious Mountain Village?
Such questions were never considered by Players before,
because no one ever thought that the invincible Vajra Unbreakable Black Wind Village Chief would fail, or even die.
But now, even Black Wind Village Players, who always had faith in the village chief, are inevitably beginning to consider this highly possible dire issue.
Could it be that a glorious era of the Martial World, a Martial Arts Legend, would also fade away with the death of the Black Wind Village Chief?
Could it be that the Martial World is now without the Black Wind, without the unrivaled aura, without the mountain bandit king who descended from the heavens with a blade to bring miracles and strength!?
Many Mountain Village Players from all over, even in sadness, have shouted phrases like "My youth has ended," "Never again will I hear the village chief’s booming voice scratching my itchy feet," and "Without Black Wind, there’s no Martial World," and other pessimistic words.
In this murky atmosphere of suspicion, on the seventh day, over a hundred craftsn from Unrivaled City, under the urging of Zhu Wushi, Nie Renwang, and others, have finally excavated from the treacherous collapsing chasm two horribly disfigured bodies buried within, along with... a saber, so familiar ragged clothing, and half of an Iron Nail Bracelet.
"Where are the bodies? Why are there no bodies!!!"
Wan Wan, who had already arrived, furrowed her brows and viciously grabbed a craftsman’s neck, shouting fiercely.
Beside her, Wang Yuyan, who had cried several tis, along with the deeply pensive Murong Qingqing, also felt strange but saw a glimr of hope.
"Queen Yin, calm down."
Zhu Wushi, wrapped like a mummy, stepped forward and pondered, staring at the bodies of Demon Master Pang Ban and the Divine General on the ground, then at the relics of Jiang Dali, doubting, "Even though Brother Jiang’s Vajra body was broken when he used a forbidden technique, with his physique, such a collapse couldn’t have pulverized him like it did Pang Ban and the Divine General, leaving their remains.
Since Brother Jiang’s body isn’t here, maybe it’s not all bad."
"Not all bad?"
Wan Wan’s face filled with cold anger, she snapped the craftsman’s neck with a "crack," then turned around in the shocked, angry and fearful gazes of over a hundred craftsn, locking her regal eyes on Zhu Wushi, and said, "I only wish this really is a good thing, I hope my village chief is safe, otherwise I want this world never to be at peace!"
"Sister Wan Wan!"
Murong Qingqing softly sighed in her heart, cried out in distress, crouched down and placed her delicate palm on the dim Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber, saying, "Divine Weapon has a spirit, this saber is linked to the village chief in heart and soul, if the village chief still lives, he will undoubtedly be found with this saber, even if only his Primordial Spirit survives, there is still hope."
Once these words were spoken, everyone’s heart was moved, especially Zhu Wushi, who quickly turned around, his gaze bright on the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber, and said in a deep voice, "Could Brother Jiang’s Primordial Spirit... have entered this saber?"
Nie Renwang’s solemn face twitched at this, his gaze heading to the Breaking Realm Pearl at the saber’s hilt.
Not only him, but Wan Wan, Murong Qingqing, Wang Yuyan, and other won also thought of this.
They all had enjoyed Jiang Dali’s use of the Breaking Realm Pearl to temper their Three Elents, and naturally understood one of the Pearl’s effects is as the best dwelling for the Primordial Spirit.
At this thought, hope surged in everyone’s hearts.
Suddenly, a solitary, proud red figure swiftly swept down from another high point, clothes fluttering, moving incredibly fast.
"Sect Hierarch!"
As Wang Yuyan turned to look, Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly, swinging both sleeves abruptly, countless star-like glimrs shimred from the sleeves, making the air sharp and keen, lightly vibrating as the points spread like rain.
Puff puff puff!!——
"Ah!! Ah!——!"
Screams rang out almost simultaneously, then abruptly ceased as blood mist burst forth.
Everyone’s expressions slightly changed.
They only saw Dongfang Bubai gliding through the blood mist, pulling red, yellow, blue, and green threads from under his red sleeves, stretching out like a peacock fanning its tail, each thread holding a life, a string of Blood Pearls.
This horrifying scene was unbearable for soone kind-hearted like Wang Yuyan, who couldn’t help but scream, "Sect Hierarch, why are you doing this? They are innocent."
Dongfang Bubai’s figure landed beside Jiang Dali’s relics, with a shake of his hands, the hundred craftsn’s puppet-like bodies obediently leapt into the deep pit.
"Anyone connected to Unrivaled City isn’t innocent, they must all be buried."
Dongfang Bubai’s icy, authoritative voice echoed as his majestic eyes suddenly looked toward the distant rugged mountain path, coldly snorting and flicking two fingers swiftly like an orchid.
Suddenly, the awe-inspiring aura of the Yin Yang Two Gods infused into two needles, vanished in a flash with the Orochi Poison.
Two muffled groans ca from afar, and two shadows quickly retreated down the mountain like a gust of wind.
Dongfang Bubai did not pursue, folding his hands behind, tilting his chin proudly, as his brilliant eyes coldly and disdainfully transmitted, "Tell your City Lord Dugu Yifang, even if Jiang Dali has disappeared, Unrivaled City must honor the agreent with him, with here, no one dares to bully Black Wind Village!"
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