Jun Changxiao entering the Imperial Heaven Realm wanted nothing more than to experience what a plane larger than the Upper Realm was truly like in terms of strength and prosperity. But not only did they not welcome him, they were now planning to attack.

Fine then.

He’d fight to the end!

Having passed through two planes recently, both with strength not too high, Jun Changxiao hadn’t really exerted himself. This place had numerous experts—he should be able to fight to his heart’s content!

Since crossing over, Dog Leftovers had completely integrated into the high martial world, his blood filled with combative genes!

If not for being constrained by his identity as sect master, he’d probably have long since become a wandering swordsman challenging heroes across the world.

“Dare draw weapons?”

The Daoist-robed old man sneered. “Courting death!”

“Hmph!”

A middle-aged martial artist standing beside him raised his hand, summoning a long spear carved with strange veined lines. “I’ll handle this boy!”

“Battle-Veined Tiger-Champion Spear!”

Everyone’s gazes filled with envy.

Their cultivation levels were similar—to determine victory or defeat relied on equipment, so whoever had good items absolutely provoked jealousy, envy, and hatred.

“Good spear.” Jun Changxiao gave his assessment.

Having refreshed quite a few from the System Mall and with a master forger like Fan Yezi around, he had some appreciation for weapons.

“Bah!”

The System said, “The spear head is glowing red—even the naked eye can see that!”

“Will you die if you don’t fart?”

“I just don’t want to see Host pretending to be professional here.”

“Scram!”

“Hah!”

While Jun Changxiao was having his daily banter with the System, the middle-aged martial artist swung his spear down. Powerful attributes wrapped in layers of force erupted with a roar, instantly stirring the surrounding heaven and earth!

As a half-step Heavenly Mystery Realm cultivator, if his attack special effects didn’t destroy heaven and earth, he’d be too embarrassed to greet people when going out.

“Move aside!”

Jun Changxiao said.

This was unnecessary, because Hua Meigui had already retreated, leaving him sufficiently spacious battle area.

As the Spirit Clan empress who’d experienced countless battles, many things needed no words—a glance, a gesture, or even just wrong atmosphere would immediately make things clear.

Mainly because being in the Eternal Sect, she always handled internal affairs low-key, appearing to lack presence. If she left Jun Changxiao, she’d absolutely be like a different person.

Simply put.

Hua Meigui willingly acted as a woman with low presence before Dog Leftovers.

But this didn’t mean she lacked personality or ability. What was missing was merely opportunity—what was lacking was individual plotlines like Ye Xingchen’s to fill out and shape her character.

“Whoosh whoosh!”

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

River-severing, heaven-crossing force pressed down from above.

Sensing that powerful energy, Jun Changxiao’s gaze grew increasingly fervent.

The desire to battle strong opponents surged madly into his sea of consciousness, madly stimulating every nerve.

“Come!”

Jun Changxiao raised his sword. “Fight!”

“Whoosh whoosh!”

At that moment, powerful sword qi instantly surged from within his body. His entire being became incomparably sharp, his art style transforming from cartoon Q-version to hyper-realistic!

“Have you not seen how the Yellow River’s waters come from heaven, rushing to the sea never to return!”

“Have you not seen how bright mirrors in high halls grieve over white hair, morning like black silk, evening turned to snow!”

“When life is fulfilling, enjoy it fully—don’t let the golden cup face the moon empty!”

“Whoosh—”

After finishing reciting Li Taibai’s ‘Bring in the Wine,’ Jun Changxiao swung the Supreme Immortal Sword upward from below, bursting forth with brilliant, powerful sword qi!

The System muttered, “As expected, when the protagonist battles enemies, no matter how complex the situation, attacking forces must obey the pause law to give him time to charge his ultimate move.”

“Crack crack crack!”

“Crack crack crack!”

Space was ruthlessly torn apart, sword qi crisscrossing for tens of thousands of miles!

This sword!

Shook the world!

Don’t look at how cheap Jun Changxiao usually was—when he truly faced strong opponents, when he truly became serious, he absolutely overturned expectations!

“Whoosh whoosh!”

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

Brilliant sword qi surged upward like overturning rivers and seas, shocking the Imperial Heaven Realm experts’ faces into drastic changes.

This person’s weapon was extraordinary!

If Jun Changxiao learned of their thoughts, he’d definitely spit out a mouthful of blood.

To add special effects, to add atmosphere, to add spectacle, I deliberately recited a poem before charging my ultimate move, yet you’re all focused on the weapon!

“Whoosh whoosh!”

The powerful force that had recovered from the pause law seemingly transformed into a roaring giant dragon, bombarding toward the oncoming sword qi.

Heaven and earth lost color, space collapsed.

The momentum was so grand it instantly made artists cry in difficulty.

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“…”

The middle-aged man’s expression was very grave.

From the momentum, the force he’d gathered with the Battle-Veined Tiger-Champion Spear wasn’t weaker than the sword qi formed by the Supreme Immortal Sword, but he always felt…

“Boom!”

Just then, the two forces violently collided mid-air. Violent power and frenzied sword qi surged in all directions. Wherever they passed, space was either compressed and shattered or sliced to pieces.

This powerful clash, if placed in the Upper Realm, would absolutely shock the world, absolutely be indelible.

Of course.

Placed in the Imperial Heaven Realm, it was still very shocking!

What best proved this point was that local experts watching the collision area collapse and shatter gradually showed disbelief on their faces.

Forcibly breaking through the spatial barrier to enter the Imperial Heaven Realm, they knew Jun Changxiao’s strength was considerable. But truly witnessing him in action, they realized this young man was transcendent!

Right, right.

Without some ability, how would he dare come cause trouble so openly!

“Whoosh whoosh!”

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

Mid-air, the two forces continued erupting, producing sounds like space crying.

Everyone couldn’t care about heaven and earth collapsing or energy erupting—they simultaneously released spiritual sense into it, until seeing Jun Changxiao standing before the middle-aged man, three-foot longsword pressed against his neck, their expressions all frozen.

Especially…

The Battle-Veined Tiger-Champion Spear was broken!

“My apologies.”

Jun Changxiao’s hairstyle remained perfect, his tone peaceful. “Your weapon, though good, still lacks some refinement.”

“…”

Fury rose on the middle-aged man’s face, but his gaze revealed dejection.

As the one who experienced it, in that brief collision just now, he could sense his force being neutralized, allowing his opponent to instantly close in and sever his weapon.

“Thank you!”

“For the grace of not killing!”

Though the middle-aged martial artist didn’t want to admit it, in truth, if this young man had harbored killing intent, he’d already be dead.

“Clang!”

Jun Changxiao sheathed his sword, cupping his fists. “I yield!”

His attack earth-shaking, his conclusion graceful and natural—simply flawless.

“…”

The various experts’ expressions turned ugly.

Li Yanzhang, who held considerable fame even in the Imperial Heaven Realm, was actually defeated in one exchange, even his treasured Battle-Veined Tiger-Champion Spear severed!

An expert!

Absolute expert!

The Daoist-robed elder and others felt vigilance rise in their hearts.

“Everyone.” Jun Changxiao floated lightly down from mid-air, the Supreme Immortal Sword held horizontally before him, both hands casually resting on the hilt. “I’m merely passing through this precious land, only seeking lodging for one night. I harbor no ill intent—please grant accommodation.”

He’d just attacked, showing restraint.

Now in speech and conduct, he was courteous and polite.

Who could find fault with this!

“Your excellency’s understanding of sword dao is profound.” A black-clothed man descended, placing his heavy greatsword horizontally before him. “This Gong wishes to seek guidance.”

“Sword Demon, Gong Baiyu!”

“When did he arrive!”

“He must have sensed the sword qi that erupted earlier!”

“This is getting interesting!”

The Imperial Heaven Realm martial artists began discussing in low voices.

Jun Changxiao felt depressed.

He was combative, but one fight to make a point was enough. If he fought endlessly with them, how could he tour this plane that was stronger than the Upper Realm?

“Fighting is fine.”

Jun Changxiao said, “The losing side provides a prize!”

If you all truly want battle, I’ll fight to the end, but with special effects running so high-definition, it definitely needs resources to compensate.

This was the way of the martial world!