The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

Inside Yunlai Inn, the two sides stood in a standoff, swords drawn and bows taut, ready to attack at any moment.

At this moment, from the street outside the inn, the sound of horse hooves mixed with the rain approached slowly.

Soon, a burly figure squeezed in through the inn's doorframe. Under the indoor lights, his blue skin gave off a luminous visual effect, like a blue elf.

Although a fat blue elf...

"Ah, the moment I step in, I see three bald monks. Seems like tonight is not in my favor," Fatty Lan patted his chest, appearing greatly startled.

A member of the Demon Path, suddenly seeing several Righteous Divine Communication experts in the inn, he should indeed be shocked and afraid.

But Fatty Lan's fear appeared quite exaggerated under his over-the-top acting.

With the terrifying aura exuding from both sides during the standoff, it's impossible for Fatty Lan to be oblivious. Having the nerve to come in meant he had enough confidence.

Behind Fatty Lan, a gray aura slithered in through the cracks of the door, flowing like water.

The wooden door and stone floor showed mottled traces after the aura passed, exuding a sense of death.

"Corpse Refinement of the Heavenly Demon Palace..." Xin Zhou looked at the gray aura, his eyes vigilant and repulsed.

"This Corpse Qi is from the Undecomposed Bone," Shen Cangwu said.

The Undecomposed Bone of the Heavenly Demon Palace Corpse Yin Hall were all refined from dying Divinity Realm warriors. Although they lost the chance to further break through to become Supreme, their strength was not weaker than in life.

Most importantly, the Undecomposed Bone were all ancient ghosts, each an old fox several hundred years old.

"Hehe—Brother Shen, it's been two hundred years since we last met, and yet you've aged."

A hoarse voice came from outside as a pale-faced, gray-black-haired eerie young man turned out from behind Fatty Lan.

His deathly white skin gave off a dead aura, showing no signs of vitality, with pupils slightly smaller than normal and eyeballs deathly white, all inducing an inexplicable eerie and nauseating feeling.

This is a living corpse, a dead person who can still move.

"I am indeed old, but you are dead," Shen Cangwu replied coldly, "Su Chengyu, two hundred years ago you met your death under my sword. Today, you shall die once again."

Su Chengyu, a peerless swordsman of two hundred years ago. As light as a dream, with endless drizzle thin as sorrow: "Flying Rain Turns to Sorrow" Su Chengyu was a renowned figure back then. A high master in Sword Dao, he had nothing to do with Sword God Lake. On the contrary, Su Chengyu wanted to cut down the myth of Sword God Lake on Sword Dao.

He engaged in fierce combat almost ten times with Shen Cangwu, who was then still the Great Sword Master of Sword God Lake, ultimately slightly losing, being pierced in the brow, heart, and abdomen by Shen Cangwu. Sword Qi exhausted his vitality, severely damaging his Divine Sense, and he fled in a hurry.

Logically, such injuries are almost impossible to save even for immortals, and even Divinity Realm warriors couldn't withstand them. However, before dying, Su Chengyu encountered people from Heavenly Demon Palace and survived in another form.

"Let's see if your sword is as sharp as it was then..."

Su Chengyu suddenly drew a deathly white Bone Sword, Sword Qi forming threads, like endless drizzle, drifting beautifully, yet carrying endless death and Corpse Qi.

Night Rain Sorrow Sword, Su Chengyu's famed swordsmanship, once dominated the world, but today in Su Chengyu's hands, it radiated death Qi. Perhaps it should be called Night Rain Death Sword.

Where the endless sword threads passed, whether people or objects, were shredded into pieces, turning the large inn instantly into a toy of building blocks, being driven by Shen Cangwu's Sword Qi, transformed into countless flying fragments. The inn's manager, waiters, and resident guests were also all killed by the thread-like Sword Qi.

"Tsk, shouldn't have stayed at Yunlai Inn."

On the rooftop of a house two streets away from Yunlai Inn, Qing Yu looked at the unbearable scene and said helplessly.

Yunlai Inn is the largest and most luxurious inn in Mingyang City. Naturally, when Xuanyin Sword Residence and others arranged lodging, it was their first choice. But they overlooked one thing...

That is Yunlai Inn is a special stronghold of the Six Gates.

For those forces standing at the top of the worldly society, this is not a secret.

The Six Gates disseminate information, and it's also impossible to hide from those at the top. So tonight, people from the Great Zen Temple, Buried Sword Peak, and Heavenly Demon Palace all gathered at Yunlai Inn. In order to see if they could obtain any information from those in the Yunlai Inn.

Even if they couldn't squeeze out any information, with the presence of the Yunlai Inn's local bully, finding Zen Master Da Mie became much easier. Although each through their own channels confirmed that Zen Master Da Mie was in the city, his exact location was hard to determine. So Yunlai Inn also served as an aid.

But now, the aid is gone.

Aside from the three parties of Divinity Realm individuals, all other living people in the inn were killed by Su Chengyu's sword threads, without even a complete body left.

"Swish swish—"

The clear sword hum in the rainy night was exceptionally distinct, and the sword momentum soaring into the sky made the heavy rain around the inn pause, the raindrops being divided by the two intersecting Sword Qi, turning into mist scattered everywhere.

Su Chengyu and Shen Cangwu, these foes from two hundred years ago, once again engaged in battle today.

Shen Cangwu, indeed aged, but he wasn't so old that he couldn't wield a sword, and he hadn't wasted these two hundred years. As for Su Chengyu, who, in these two centuries had undergone Secret Technique refining and Earth Qi nurturing, his strength, though limited by his body without significant enhancement, was not falling behind when compared to Shen Cangwu.

"Though Su Chengyu has the Undecomposed Bone body, in terms of swordsmanship proficiency and Sword Dao attainment, Shen Cangwu surpasses him by more than a notch. He may not fall behind now, but that's only temporary."

Qing Yu watched the permeating mist, clear as a mirror regarding the battle in the blood and water mist.

"However, the Heavenly Demon Palace did not just dispatch one Undecomposed Bone this time..."

Amid the crisscrossing Sword Qi, three immobile horse carriages stood out. Su Chengyu emerged from one of them, and in the other two, there should be two more Undecomposed Bone.

No one knows how many Undecomposed Bone Heavenly Demon Palace has refined these years. Maybe there aren't that many Divine Communication of Heavenly Demon Palace, but there are in the worldly society.

Just like Su Chengyu, encountering the temptation of living again before death, who could say for sure they wouldn't be tempted.

Moreover, for those five-hundred-year-old Divinity Realm warriors facing the chance to live another five hundred years as an Undecomposed Bone, there are also many who cannot refuse.

The ongoing sword fight continued, becoming more intense.

"Boom—"

A Sword Qi cut across horizontally, instantly demolishing the houses on a street, causing injuries and deaths to dozens of people.

Against Divine Communication, ordinary people were too vulnerable. This is the main reason why various forces have tacitly agreed not to easily dispatch Divine Communication these years. Once a Divine Communication battle breaks out in the city, all the city's people will be in life-threatening danger.

However, in today's chaotic situation, this agreement no longer exists.