I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples
Chapter 1794: Old Man: Whose Side Are You On, Exactly?

Chapter 1794: Chapter 1794: Old Man: Whose Side Are You On, Exactly?

At the very beginning.

The green-clothed man was dissatisfied with Netherworld King’s mastery of sword techniques.

But now, the green-clothed man was amazed at Netherworld King’s talent in the Sword Dao—his rate of comprehension was simply too fast!

In just one day, the green-clothed man could already sense that Netherworld King’s sword techniques had undergone an earth-shattering transformation.

Not only could he tangle with the green-clothed man, but sometimes, an unexpected and sudden slash would catch him completely off guard!

However.

Feeling the aura emanating from Netherworld King, the green-clothed man chuckled softly, "Well, if even this couldn’t be achieved, then it would mean that Master’s experiment was a failure..."

But.

Only the green-clothed man could hear these words.

At this moment, Netherworld King’s sword struck the green-clothed man’s shoulder. The sword edge pierced into his shoulder, and fresh blood trickled down the blade.

At the same time, the green-clothed man retaliated with a sword thrust, piercing Netherworld King’s other arm.

An eye for an eye.

This was also the first time the green-clothed man was wounded by Netherworld King’s sword.

The green-clothed man smiled, an eruption of immortal aura blasting Netherworld King away.

Netherworld King was about to launch another attack when he heard the green-clothed man say, "That’s enough, no need to fight anymore."

Netherworld King halted his advance. Due to his immense speed, he still slid several meters toward the green-clothed man.

Seeing Netherworld King’s puzzled expression, the green-clothed man said with a smirk, "Have you not fought enough? There will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

As for now, your swordsmanship has passed; from now on, you can refine and perfect it on your own."

Future opportunities?

Netherworld King was puzzled by the green-clothed man’s words.

After a moment’s reflection, he assumed the green-clothed man was referring to future battles with other powerful opponents, so he didn’t dwell on it.

He cupped his hands toward the green-clothed man and said earnestly, "Thank you, senior."

The green-clothed man waved dismissively, sitting back into the coffin. Just as he closed the coffin lid, he said something that baffled Netherworld King.

"We’ll meet again soon..."

Meet again?

Watching the coffin slowly sink into the ground, Netherworld King’s face grew solemn.

He did not believe the green-clothed man would speak such reckless words.

Could it be that, even in this state, the man might still be resurrected?

Before Netherworld King could think further.

Sword intent emanating from the green-clothed man’s tombstone began spiraling around Netherworld King.

The elder sitting beside Mu Fusheng waved his hand, and a glowing Light Gate suddenly appeared in front of Netherworld King.

"This sword intent is your pass into the Light Gate. You wait there first," the elder said.

Netherworld King nodded slightly, took one last look at Mu Fusheng, and stepped into the Light Gate.

As for the others.

None possessed the strength or talent of Netherworld King.

The Xuanyuan Clan, apart from Xuanyuan Ling and Xuanyuan Che still locked in combat, had been entirely defeated, two of them even slain!

For the Seven Treasures Saint Sect, only Ji Yang and two disciples in the Late Stage of the Monarch God Realm remained fighting.

Star Palace had been completely annihilated.

The Xu Family had only Xu Qing left, though it appeared he, too, was at his limit.

As for the rest.

They didn’t even qualify as opponents.

This younger generation, compared to the ancient Chaos Divine Dynasty from millions of years ago, was incomparably weak... And this was only one Chaos Divine Dynasty. What about the entire Chaos Realm?

It could be said that a single Chaos Divine Dynasty alone could utterly crush this generation across the Chaos Realm.

The battles continued.

A full day later.

Only three had successfully advanced.

The Xuanyuan Clan: Xuanyuan Che.

The Seven Treasures Saint Sect: Ji Yang.

Netherworld King.

As for the rest, they either died or withdrew.

Of course... there was one more who remained at grave mountain.

The elder cast a glance at Mu Fusheng and rolled his eyes, saying, "Now that there’s no one else, it should be your turn, right?"

Kuang Lei finished the last jug of wine, his face flushed. He smashed the jug onto the ground, his eyes blazing with battle intent as he looked at Mu Fusheng.

Years of slumber, coupled with watching the battles from the sidelines.

This made Kuang Lei, a battle-crazed maniac, itch to fight.

With a single step, Kuang Lei’s body erupted in a surge of lightning!

Tables, soil—everything shattered in an instant!

He looked like the incarnation of the Thunder God.

His hair danced wildly!

Staring at Mu Fusheng, Kuang Lei laughed heartily, "Come, fight me!"

Mu Fusheng also laughed as he stood up. Bowing slightly toward Kuang Lei, he said, "I keep my promises, senior. The fierce battle you desire, I will give it to you."

"Good!" Kuang Lei was about to make his move but saw Mu Fusheng raise his hand. "Wait."

Hmm?

Kuang Lei froze for a moment, frowning.

Mu Fusheng looked toward the elder and said, "Senior, you won’t reveal my strength to others afterward, will you?"

Hearing this.

The elder’s face darkened immediately. "Do you think I’m that kind of person?"

Mu Fusheng didn’t hesitate and nodded seriously. "Judging from the messages from my senior and junior brothers, senior has indeed done such things before."

After all, during the previous trials, the elder had targeted all their brothers without exception!

The elder sneered. "Since you’ve said this, then if I don’t spill your secrets, would it even be fair?"

Mu Fusheng nodded again and glanced regretfully at Kuang Lei, saying, "Senior, given the circumstances, I can only hold back in our fight."

Kuang Lei was stunned and quickly asked, "Why?!"

He had finally waited for this moment.

His hands were itching to the point of unbearable desperation, nearly bursting with energy!

And now he’s being told to hold back?

Mu Fusheng spread his hands helplessly, pointing at the elder, "I can’t let others discover my trump cards. Otherwise, it would interfere with my future plans... If the plans fail because of this, I might as well withdraw now.

We can only blame senior for lacking integrity, wanting to reveal my secrets to others."

The elder’s face turned as black as coal, his fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly.

Damn it! So infuriating!

This guy could even shift all the blame onto him!

But Kuang Lei didn’t care about the bickering between the elder and Mu Fusheng.

All he wanted was to have a fierce, exhilarating battle!

No one would stop him!

Thus, Kuang Lei, his eyes bloodshot, turned and glared at the elder, saying, "Don’t tell anyone else! Otherwise, leave and don’t watch us fight!"

The elder’s eyebrows twitched violently.

This was absurd...

"If you don’t leave, don’t blame me for not being polite!"

The elder shouted angrily, "Whose side are you on???"

Looking at Kuang Lei’s furious expression.

The elder glared daggers at Mu Fusheng, the root of all this trouble.

Clearly, this rascal was exploiting Kuang Lei’s nature.

"Fine, I won’t say anything, alright?"

Mu Fusheng responded, "I don’t believe you."

The elder glared. "You still don’t trust me?"

"Of course not."

Kuang Lei impatiently added, "Swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao! If you break it, your soul will be wiped out!"

The elder: "..."

If he had a shovel now, he’d bury both Mu Fusheng and Kuang Lei right here in grave mountain...

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PS: Sorry for the late update, I was watching a match. Sigh, what a pity. Congrats to T1 anyway.

Six Chapters coming after I get some sleep.