264: Chapter 264: The ruler of the wilderness? Perhaps my young master should take the place!

The one Xiao Mo's sword strike cut down was none other than the eldest Disciple of Zhou Mi of the Sea of Literature, the Sword Immortal Shou Chen!

This great thief of the world was hailed as the "Sea of Learning" of the Wilderness World, the Tuoyue Mountain of scholarship.

Occupying the second seat on the Wilderness Throne, he had naturally taken many Disciples over the past ten thousand years.

Besides Shou Chen, others like Cai Ying, Tong Xuan, and Liubai from the Jiazi Tent outside the Great Wall of Sword Qi were among the ranks of the current Hundred Sword Immortals of Tuoyue Mountain.

As the eldest Disciple of Zhou Mi of the Sea of Literature, Shou Chen had not only received his personal teachings but was also held in high regard.

This was why Wenhai had shouted out upon seeing Shou Chen rush toward that talisman token in mid-air.

Because, for him to draw his sword meant an inevitable death!

Even if the ancient Sword Cultivator named Xiao Mo hadn't acted just now, the Old Blind Man certainly wouldn't have allowed this Sword Immortal of Tuoyue Mountain to harm Yang Simu.

Shou Chen was, after all, a Sword Immortal in the Ascension Realm; although his heart had been pierced by Xiao Mo's sword and his internal apertures shattered, he did not die instantly.

His body was pinned in mid-air by Sword Qi, his sword-wielding arm trembling uncontrollably.

In the next second, the longsword fell onto the bow of the boat with a "clang."

Shou Chen didn't look at Xiao Mo, who had pierced his heart, but instead stared fixedly at Yang Simu, who was clearly within reach yet seemed as distant as the horizon.

This Yao Race Sword Immortal of Tuoyue Mountain, blood seeping through his teeth, asked weakly through gritted teeth, "You... why must you sever the Great Dao of my Tuoyue Mountain?"

Yang Simu asked coldly, "If your Wilderness World had broken through the Great Wall of Sword Qi today and even invaded the Haoran World, what would you have done?"

Hearing this, Shou Chen fell into silence.

He took one last look back at the Tuoyue Mountain beneath him and said with all his strength, though his voice remained faint:

"Master, to have been your Disciple in this life, I, Shou Chen, die without regrets."

With those words, the eyes of this Ascension Realm Yao Race Sword Immortal instantly dimmed, his aura completely vanishing.

The two Natal Flying Swords that had already returned to the sword-nurturing gourd at Yang Simu's waist now flew out impatiently, devouring the Sword Intent and Sword Qi scattered in the air after Shou Chen's death one by one.

After all, Wuju and Mie had also been greatly exhausted by that sword strike just now.

Previously, Shou Chen had condensed his strongest sword strike; both the Sword Qi and Sword Intent had undoubtedly reached their Peak.

But with Shou Chen's death, whether it was Sword Qi or Sword Intent, they were destined to return to heaven and earth.

To Yang Simu's two Natal Flying Swords, Wuju and Mie, they were the best possible tonics!

Furthermore, because Xiao Mo had slain Shou Chen, some of the former's Sword Qi and Sword Intent still lingered nearby.

Thus, Yang Simu's two Natal Flying Swords even began to eye Xiao Mo, constantly inching toward him.

Clearly, to them, the Sword Intent and Sword Qi on Xiao Mo were more attractive than Shou Chen's!

Xiao Mo was also becoming quite annoyed and couldn't help but frown.

Yang Simu coughed lightly and scolded, "You two, aren't you satisfied with the Sword Qi and Sword Intent of an Ascension Realm Sword Immortal?"

"If you don't behave, I'll send you straight back into the sword-nurturing gourd!"

At these words, Wuju and Mie instantly became well-behaved and stopped approaching Xiao Mo.

Although there was a large piece of dragon-slaying stone inside that sword-nurturing gourd.

But to the two picky Natal Flying Swords, how could dragon-slaying stone be as delicious as the Sword Qi and Sword Intent of an Ascension Realm Sword Immortal?

Just then, the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, Zhou Mi of the Sea of Literature, and that Bearded Ranger Liu Cha flew together to a distance of about a hundred meters from the small boat beneath Yang Simu and the others.

The face of that Old Man in Gray robes was exceptionally grim.

Wenhai glanced at the corpse of Shou Chen, his proud Disciple, his eyes filled with rage.

Liu Cha frowned deeply, his expression solemn, the Sword Qi around him not relaxing in the slightest.

Although Shou Chen was not among the original fourteen seats of the Throne, he was nonetheless a genuine Ascension Realm Sword Immortal.

Yet, he was slain in a single strike by this ancient Sword Cultivator who had awakened from the Bright Moon Hao Cai!

The strength of this ancient Sword Cultivator calling himself Xiao Mo was even more terrifying than Liu Cha had previously imagined!

At that moment, two more Ascension Realm Great Demons flew up from Tuoyue Mountain.

They were the Great Demons Guan Xiang and Chong Guang, both at the Peak of the Thirteenth Realm.

Within Tuoyue Mountain, they were figures at the level of Old Ancestors.

Previously, it had been Shou Chen, Guan Xiang, and Chong Guang who maintained the Mountain-Protecting Array of Tuoyue Mountain.

But now, with Shou Chen dead, the faces of the remaining two were somewhat pale, their eyes filled with hatred.

Following that, a giant scarlet serpent flew in from the distance, coiling around a thousand-zhang pillar inscribed with ancient runes.

The Great Demon Fei Fei opened her mouth to explain the reason for her late arrival.

However, the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain had already shaken his head, as if he had long expected it.

In fact, when that burly giant with three heads and six arms arrived at Tuoyue Mountain, Fei Fei was only dozens of li away.

If she had wanted to, she could naturally have reached Tuoyue Mountain to help withstand the attacks of the several gods.

However, this Throne-level Great Demon did not do so.

Although she respected Tuoyue Mountain, she would not risk her Great Dao and her life for it.

Fei Fei had cultivated for hundreds and thousands of years to reach her current Ascension Realm cultivation.

The lord of the Yeluo River, Yang Zhi, who had originally competed with her for the water fortune of the Wilderness, was already dead.

Fei Fei now had a chance to monopolize the water fortune of the Wilderness.

This Great Demon wanted to further her Dao integration and become truly immortal, just like the ancient gods!

Naturally, she did not want to die here!

The Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain scanned the several Wilderness Great Demons behind him and sighed softly.

Ten thousand years of planning, all gone up in flames!

The Old Man in Gray sighed deeply, "It seems the five Throne-level Great Demons who have yet to arrive—Wu Yue, Qie Yun, Huang Luan, Dragon Lord, and Yao Jia—will not be coming."

Standing tall at the bow of the boat, Yang Simu smiled slightly and said, "Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, have you forgotten someone?"

"There is also the original Hidden Official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Xiao Ying!"

Hearing this, the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain's eyes instantly narrowed.

The other Great Demons were initially stunned, but then they seemed to realize something and looked toward the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain in disbelief.

"Yang Simu, how did you know that Xiao Ying has already defected to my Tuoyue Mountain?" the Old Man in Gray asked in a heavy voice.

Yang Simu grinned and smiled nonchalantly, "When you die in a moment, Senior, perhaps you can find Xiao Ying in the underworld and ask him yourself."

The Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain's pupils constricted. "You think that with just the few of you, you can kill me?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Mo was displeased.

He raised the longsword in his hand, gave it a flick, and said disdainfully, "I heard that you are the strongest Great Demon in the entire Wilderness World right now?"

"I would very much like to test the strength of the Co-Lord of the Wilderness ten thousand years later!"

Hearing this, the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain immediately glared at Xiao Mo and said angrily, "Fellow Daoist, you are also of Yao Race origin. Do you not know the hardships of the lands our Yao Race inhabits?"

"It is one thing if you do not help our Tuoyue Mountain, but how can you assist the Human Race in oppressing my Wilderness World?"

Xiao Mo sneered, "You've governed the Wilderness World for ten thousand years, and it's in this pathetic state."

"This Co-Lord of the Wilderness position... it's better to let my Young Master take over!"