278: Chapter 278: Easily Suppressing Five Immortals!

Hearing Yang Simu's words, the Sage of Rites, whose statue in the Confucian Temple stood second only to The Most Sagely Master, could not help but narrow his eyes and stare into his own.

Yang Simu's expression remained calm, but a layer of cold sweat had broken out on his back at some point.

Sensing something, the Old Blind Man immediately glared and said:

"Sage of Rites, it's enough for you to manage the Haoran World. My Disciple is now the co-lord of the Wilderness. If he wants to do something, does he still need to report it to the Confucian Temple?"

"How come I never knew about this rule before?!"

The true meaning behind the Old Blind Man's words was undoubtedly: back when The Great Ancestor of the Barbarian Wilderness ruled the Wilderness World for ten thousand years, why didn't your Confucian Temple step in to manage things?

Now that Yang Simu has subdued the Wilderness World, you, the Sage of Rites, want to interfere?

The Sage of Rites looked slightly angry and said coldly, "Old Blind Man, you have no idea what Yang Simu's intentions truly signify!"

Although the Old Blind Man had sensed the secret transmission between Yang Simu and Great Sword Immortal Zuo You just now, he hadn't intentionally eavesdropped, so he really didn't know what his Disciple intended to do.

However, the Old Blind Man still smiled nonchalantly and said, "No matter what this kid wants to do, as his Master, I will support him!"

The Sage of Rites gave a cold snort, turned around, and stepped into the River of Time.

The thought that he might have to find that annoying Literary Saint for a serious talk upon returning to the Confucian Temple gave him a headache.

The Sage of Rites' final words echoed above Tuoyue Mountain.

"The previous agreement stands. As for what happened just now, you're on your own!"

The Old Blind Man couldn't help but ask with a curious smile, "Yang Simu, what exactly is it that you want to do?"

"That fellow, the Sage of Rites, doesn't usually get angry easily. It seems you've really riled him up this time."

Yang Simu slowly exhaled a long breath. Facing the pressure from the Sage of Rites just now had almost made it difficult for him to breathe.

One had to remember that Yang Simu now held the Dao recognition of the entire Wilderness World; this should have been his home field.

It could only be said that the Sage of Rites' strength was truly terrifying!

Yang Simu gave a bitter smile and said, "Master, this isn't something that can be explained in a few words. I'll explain it to you when I have time later."

At that moment, Lu Chen smiled and said, "Yang Simu, you're getting bolder and bolder. In ten thousand years, Cultivators who dare to speak to the Sage of Rites like that have been rare!"

Yang Simu didn't bother to respond to Lu Chen, letting the words go in one ear and out the other.

The seemingly young Third Overseer of the White Jade Capital immediately looked a bit displeased, his gaze like that of a resentful woman in her chambers.

Subsequently, Yang Simu's gaze fell upon The Mastermind, Fei Fei, Guan Xiang, and the rest of the Wilderness Demon Clan.

"From this day forward, notify all Cultivators across the entire Wilderness World, including the Yao Race and the Human Race."

"In one month, I will formally ascend the throne at Tuoyue Mountain and become the new co-lord of the Wilderness."

"All Dynasties, cities, and Sects of the Wilderness World must come for an audience."

"At that time, the Twelve Wilderness Thrones will also be re-established."

"Any demon Cultivator who previously participated in the siege of the Great Wall of Sword Qi and killed its Sword Cultivators—either do not show your face, or die!"

Just as Yang Simu finished his last sentence, several of the dozen or so demon Cultivators in the Immortal Realm on Tuoyue Mountain looked terrified and retreated rapidly.

However, in an instant, an invisible Dao pressure weighed down on these five people, making their faces flush red.

Two of the Immortal Realm demons were even unable to withstand the Dao pressure and were forced to reveal their true Great Demon forms.

With a loud boom, the five of them knelt in mid-air together, their eyes filling with bloodshot veins in the blink of an eye.

They roared continuously, struggling desperately to break free, yet they remained unable to move.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the other Cultivators shifted in surprise, and their gazes simultaneously landed on Yang Simu standing at the bow of the ship.

The man in green, who carried two swords on his back—one covered in purple lightning patterns and the other engraved with mountains and rivers—calmly extended his right hand.

He pressed his palm down slightly, and it was as if an invisible pressure from heaven and earth suppressed the five Immortal Realm demons who were trying to flee nearby!

Even Lu Chen, the Third Overseer of the White Jade Capital, could not help but look surprised:

"I originally thought that after gaining the Dao recognition of the Wilderness World, suppressing one or two Immortals would be your limit."

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to be able to suppress five Immortals simultaneously with room to spare!"

The remaining Wilderness demon Cultivators were even more horrified.

To be honest, Yang Simu was also somewhat surprised himself.

He had, after all, only just reached the Upper Five Realms and gained the Dao recognition of the Wilderness World, so he naturally wanted to test his strength.

But even Yang Simu hadn't expected that with the assistance of the Wilderness Dao, the power of his strike would be so terrifying!

Facing the Sage of Rites earlier had almost made him lose confidence, but now he felt as if he were walking on air.

Upon hearing Yang Simu's final sentence, those few demon Cultivators knew they were doomed, which was why they had tried to flee immediately.

They had originally fled ten thousand miles away, but had turned back upon seeing Bai Ze appear.

However, no one expected that Bai Ze would have no interest in the position of Co-Lord of the Wilderness.

At this moment, it was already too late for these few demon Cultivators to try and escape again!

Without a word, Yang Simu sent two small Flying Swords flying out from the emerald green sword-nurturing gourd at his waist, heading straight for two of the Immortal Realm demons.

The pupils of The Mastermind and Guan Xiang constricted. They were about to intervene, but their auras were instantly locked onto by the Old Blind Man and Xiao Mo.

In the end, all the Cultivators could only watch as those two Immortal Realm demons had their heads pierced by the Flying Swords, Wuju and Mie!

In the next instant, the two Flying Swords struck the other two Immortal Realm demons, likewise piercing their heads cleanly and dyeing the sky with blood.

The last remaining Immortal Realm demon Cultivator looked utterly terrified and shouted, "Yang Simu, if you dare kill us, Lord Bai Ze will not let you off!"

As the two Flying Swords hovered right in front of the man's eyes, Yang Simu said coldly:

"You have all killed before. Why should I not kill you now?"

"Besides, do you really think Senior Bai Ze cares whether you live or die?"

With that, Yang Simu was about to have the two Flying Swords pierce the head of this Immortal Realm demon.

However, at that moment, a Nascent Soul Stage demon Cultivator flew out from Tuoyue Mountain below, shouting, "I am willing to trade my own life for his!"

A moment later, a Nascent Soul Stage demon Sword Cultivator appeared beside the suppressed Immortal Realm demon.

Because of the protection of the Mountain-Protecting Array, and because the several ancient deities had deliberately avoided Tuoyue Mountain, this Nascent Soul Stage demon had managed to survive until now.

Yang Simu curled his lip and said with a faint smile, "Trading one Nascent Soul Stage Sword Cultivator for an Immortal? There is no such bargain in this world."