Sharp Knife

In this lawless realm of martial arts, I unsheathe my sword and ascend, its blade cutting through the emptiness, devoid of guilt or remorse. In a world where no being adheres to the Dao, I execute judgment with the sharp edge of my blade. Beneath the icy scrutiny of the starlit sky, I brandish my sword with disdain.
The journey to the Great Dao is fraught with challenges, but with a single stroke of my sword, I carve a path, standing supreme and unparalleled!

Heaven Slaying Blade

Qin Wu had already lost his composure from before, bashfulness and such... seemed never to have belonged to him. He roared furiously at the old man.


The old man glanced at him, "Ill-mannered thing." With that, he directly threw the smoking pot in his hand toward Qin Wu.


Qin Wu immediately summoned a supreme weapon and fiercely collided with the smoking pot.


The supreme weapon was directly blasted away. Although it did not shatter, it still made Qin Wu spit out a mouthful of fresh blood and suffer severe injuries.


Before Qin Wu could retrieve that supreme weapon, the old man's smoking pot had already reached his face.


The scalding smoking pot fiercely smashed onto Qin Wu's head.


Qin Wu, this Quasi-Supreme powerhouse, had his brain burst on the spot, and his primordial spirit shattered. He died instantly!


The smoking pot flew back, the old man took a drag from it and curled his lips, "Smells a bit foul."


Chapter 1239: Second Master