Two Realms: I Will Become the Immortal Emperor

Chapter 420: Chapter 390: Dan Kongzi

WHOOSH—

A wailing sea wind blew across the skies of the Black Tortoise Calm Sea, whipping the blood-red seawater into layers of scale-like ripples.

The entire sea was a scene of utter devastation.

The once-massive island reef was now nothing but scattered rocks. Even Jinyun Valley’s Spiritual Boat was mostly destroyed. A huge gash gaped open on its port side, and seawater was pouring madly into the cabins.

This gash had been smashed open by a Mudskipper Shrimp’s Claw Clamp.

The Cultivators on the boat were not only in a sorry state, but every single one of them was injured.

BOOM! BOOM!

As the Golden Core Puppet Master was torn to shreds, the body of the Great Demon Puppet swooping down from the sky trembled. Its movements came to an abrupt halt before it crashed into the sea, sending a towering wave of blood into the air.

The giant wave fell.

Everyone stared blankly at the Cyan Robe Valley Master on the sea, his hand forming a Sword Control seal, their minds almost completely blank.

In just a few breaths’ time, the situation on the Black Tortoise Calm Sea had undergone a world-shaking reversal. Half an hour ago, Xu Chuan had arrived with a tide of fish, blockading the sea. Then there were Evil Cultivators like Fang Shuxian and Xue Pingfeng...

Their momentum seemed world-devouring, their presence as fearsome as a stalking tiger.

But in the end.

They had all perished in this stretch of sea.

"We survived!"

Many Foundation Establishment Cultivators wailed toward the heavens, the relief of surviving a disaster etched on every face.

Though they weren’t the main players in this battle, the dangers they had faced were self-evident. In fact, many of them had never seen as many Golden Core cultivators in their entire lives as they had today.

"Get lost!"

Meng Changtu waved his hand, blasting away a Tigerhead Shark.

"Che’er, are you alright?"

Meng Qianxun directed his Sword-Patterned Silver Flood Dragon to entangle a Mudskipper Shrimp while rushing toward Chen Che. The other Cultivators on the boat also quickly snapped out of their daze and even began to counterattack the Golden Core Great Demons.

Without Fang Shuxian’s conch sound or Xue Pingfeng’s chaos poison, most of the injured Golden Core Great Demons lost the will to fight after being freed from control. They dove into the sea one after another to escape.

Exhaling a turbid breath, Chen Che flicked his finger, and a Wangxian Pill flew into his mouth.

With each breath, his posture grew straighter, and his aura began to recover. However, Chen Che didn’t answer him, his expression instead turning grave.

"What’s wrong?"

Just as Meng Qianxun was about to ask, he saw Chen Che looking straight ahead. Meng Qianxun followed his gaze. There, he saw an old man wearing a bamboo hat and white robes, with a black cloth-wrapped bundle on his back.

The man had not made a single move from start to finish, staying far from the battlefield. If Chen Che hadn’t looked his way, Meng Qianxun would have almost overlooked him.

"Why didn’t you make a move just now?"

Chen Che looked at him.

"I’m not like them. Most people aren’t worthy of my attention. If you had died to them, you would have proven yourself unworthy of fighting me. But as it stands, you’ve earned that honor."

Dan Kongzi spoke slowly, taking off the bamboo hat and tossing it aside casually, revealing his long, graying hair and aged face.

"Dan Kongzi?"

Seeing this face, Meng Qianxun’s expression changed instantly.

"What is Dan Xuanzi to you?"

When he first saw the face, Chen Che found it familiar. Hearing Meng Qianxun’s exclamation, he suddenly remembered something.

"He was my younger brother."

Dan Kongzi said, raising an eyebrow.

"He’s been missing for a year. So he died by your hand? That makes sense. With his half-baked skills, he would indeed be no match for you. I told him long ago that with his level of strength, he wouldn’t last a single exchange against a truly skilled Sword Cultivator."

"But he wouldn’t listen. He relied on the Sword Box I gave him and thought he could sweep away all cultivators at the Same Tier."

"Dan Kongzi, have even you started taking orders from Duobao...?"

Meng Qianxun’s expression couldn’t help but turn ugly.

He never would have dreamed that this old man who had held back the entire time would have such a formidable background.

Dan Kongzi’s reputation was considerable. He was born into a Golden Core Race, but before he reached Foundation Establishment, his clan had already been annihilated.

Although his clan was wiped out, Dan Kongzi’s talent was truly exceptional. As a Loose Cultivator, he reached Core Formation in less than a hundred years. The day after, he single-handedly annihilated the enemy clan with his sword, including their seven Golden Core cultivators.

He was obsessed with the sword his entire life. If you called him an Evil Cultivator, he was more principled than anyone. If you called him righteous, he had once killed his wife to prove his Dao. Neither righteous nor wicked, he was difficult to judge.

But one thing was certain: his strength was immense.

"I am not like them."

Dan Kongzi slowly shook his head.

Duobao naturally couldn’t order him around. The reason he came here was that Duobao had mentioned that Chen Che, aside from being a world-renowned genius of the Alchemy Dao, was also a Sword Cultivator.

"You..."

Meng Qianxun wanted to say more.

But Dan Kongzi was clearly growing impatient and flicked his finger.

TSSSSST!

A column of water shot up, instantly forming a Water Sword.

SWOOSH—

The sword was incredibly fast.

In an instant, it shattered Meng Qianxun’s Protective Gang Qi and, with undiminished momentum, pierced through his shoulder.

The terrifying power imbued in the Water Sword sent him flying backward. He flew for over twenty meters, smashing through the Spiritual Boat’s mast. After crashing onto the deck, he rolled for dozens of meters more before tumbling into the Black Tortoise Calm Sea.

The cultivators, who just a moment ago thought they had escaped disaster, turned pale with shock at this scene.

"Father!"

Meng Changtu checked Meng Qianxun’s injuries. Although they weren’t life-threatening, a flame of rage still ignited in his heart.

He formed a seal with his fingers.

The Green-Winged Flood Dragon swiftly coiled around him. Nourished by True Essence and Demon Qi, it let out a furious roar. It spread its great wings, its body seeming to grow infinitely large. Dan Kongzi spared it a sideways glance and pressed down lightly with his right hand.

BOOM—

With a tremendous sound, Meng Changtu and the Green-Winged Flood Dragon were both forcefully pressed beneath the water.

"He’s only one person! Don’t be afraid of him!"

Zhao Changping shouted in a deep voice, holding two fingers together and pointing them upward.

The stunned cultivators all reacted at once. Without the slightest hesitation, they quickly formed their Seal Techniques. With a chorus of ’SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH,’ countless rainbow-colored lights burst forth, a ceaseless flashing of neon hues.

Upon closer inspection.

Those weren’t just colored lights; they were countless Magical Treasures and Flying Swords.

Previously, against six Golden Core cultivators, over a dozen Golden Core Great Demons, and thousands upon thousands from the Aquatic Race, everyone’s attacks had been scattered and uncoordinated. But now, with several thousand people attacking at once, the sheer scale of their power was immense.

Even an ordinary Golden Core cultivator wouldn’t dare to face it head-on.

But in the end, Dan Kongzi remained unmoved, merely chuckling softly. He took the bundle from his back, removed the black cloth, and revealed an ordinary-looking, long, rectangular wooden box. Just as the sky full of magical artifacts was about to crash down on him, he simply tapped it lightly.

"Collect!"

The thousands of streams of Spiritual Light, like swallows returning to their nest, flew into the Sword Box of their own accord.

HUMMM~

Immediately after, everyone felt a scorching, suffocating sensation coming from their own Weapons and Magical Artifacts. They felt a sharp pain in their Divine Souls and then lost control of their respective weapons.

Seeing this, Meng Qianxun, who had just struggled back up, looked as if he had seen a ghost.

Dan Kongzi stood in place, not having moved an inch.

"Valley Master Chen, what do you think of this old man’s Sword Box?"

"Rarely seen in this world."

Chen Che gave his honest assessment. ’With my discerning eye, I can tell this Sword Box is Tier Three High Grade—and that doesn’t even account for the Flying Swords inside.’ "Are you here to avenge Dan Xuanzi?"

"For him to die at the hands of an expert like you was his greatest honor. I am not like the others; I live this life only for the sword. To be able to meet a Sword Cultivator like you is the honor of my lifetime."

Dan Kongzi slowly straightened his body, his aura gradually growing sharper.

"If I can kill you, it will validate my Sword Dao and serve as the foundation for my challenge against Duobao!"

’Challenge Duobao?’

Chen Che seized on the key point. ’Could this man have been defeated by Duobao in the past?’

BOOM—

Meng Changtu burst out of the water, the Green-Winged Flood Dragon coiling around him, many of its scales missing. Though in a sorry state, his life was not in danger.

"Che’er, don’t waste words on him! Let’s attack together..."

SPLASH!

Meng Qianxun also quickly summoned his Sword-Patterned Silver Flood Dragon.

Even the Cultivators on the Spiritual Boat began to quickly form spells or prepare their Talismans.

Dan Kongzi glanced at them out of the corner of his eye, gently stroking the Sword Box in front of him, a hint of ridicule on his face.

"No need."

Chen Che slowly shook his head. ’Dan Kongzi is here for me. Besides, from the way he sent Meng Qianxun flying with a finger, suppressed Meng Changtu with a palm, and effortlessly collected everyone’s magical artifacts, he’s already demonstrated power far beyond ours. More people would just be cannon fodder. It would even be a distraction for me.’

Hearing this, Dan Kongzi smiled.

"Valley Master Chen, you’re a man of principle as well. This grueling battle must have taken a great deal out of you. I can give you three months to rest and recover."

"That won’t be necessary..."

Popping another Wangxian Pill into his mouth, Chen Che let out a long, turbid breath.

"I’ve already killed six Golden Core cultivators. One more or one less makes no difference to me."

The smile on Dan Kongzi’s face froze, and his gaze gradually sharpened.

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