Kill without hesitation!
Hearing those four words, the Guardian’s gaze grew even more terrifying, like an abyss, chilling to the core.
The Guardian said coldly, Ye Wushuang, do you not know that cultivators must not attack mortals?
I know, Ye Wushuang replied calmly.
The Guardian barked, Knowing that, you still dare break the rules?
What, only officials can start fires, but commoners can’t light a lamp? Ye Wushuang retorted, Long Yi and Long Er are both cultivators, yet they attacked my son, brothers, and friends. If we’re talking about breaking rules, they broke them first.
And you, as the Guardian, protector of the nation’s peace, why didn’t you step in to stop them earlier?
Just because you’re Long Yi’s uncle?
Talking about rules now, isn’t that laughable?
The Guardian was so furious he couldn’t speak, You—
Elder Tang stood, bowed, and said, Guardian, though the Ye family and the Forbidden City have their grudges, Long Yi and Second Master were cultivators who attacked the Ye family, indeed breaking the rules.
Shut up! the Guardian snapped, It’s not your place to speak.
Elder Tang immediately fell silent.
Though a man of power, he had no voice before the Guardian.
Secular authority held no sway over cultivators.
At this, Old Master Ye stood and spoke, Guardian, if you truly wanted fairness, you should have stopped Long Yi and Long Er before they acted.
But you didn’t.
I suppose you had your own biases, as they’re your kin, which I understand.
But pointing fingers at my son now, what’s that about?
Just because you’re the Guardian, holding the power of life and death, you can pin any crime on Wushuang?
If that’s the case, I’m sorry, I don’t recognise you as Guardian!
The crowd was stunned.
Ye Wushuang could challenge the Guardian as a cultivator, but Old Master Ye, a mere mortal, saying such things, wasn’t that seeking death?
As expected.
The Guardian, hearing Old Master Ye’s words, was livid, shouting, What are you to challenge me?
He raised his hand.
Buzz!
A burst of light shot from the Guardian’s palm, swift as a meteor, heading straight for Old Master Ye.
Ye Wushuang flashed forward, blocking his father, and shattered the light with a punch.
Guardian, you showed up just to avenge Long Yi, didn’t you? Come at me.
Ye Wushuang looked at the Guardian calmly, Even if you weren’t here for Long Yi, I’d come for you.
Because today, I won’t let a single soul in the Forbidden City live!
The dominance of a generation’s God of Slaughter was unmistakable.
The Guardian laughed in rage, Good, very good, your Ye family is arrogant to the extreme.
Since that’s the case, your Ye family has no need to exist.
Ye Wushuang, I’ll start with you, then wipe out the Ye family.
Wipe out my Ye family? Ye Wushuang sneered, Do you have the strength?
We’ll find out, the Guardian said, extending his right palm.
Instantly, a millstone-sized palm print descended from the sky.
Boom!
A wild aura swept over, like a mountain collapsing or a tsunami roaring, earth-shaking.
Ye Qiu felt his breathing constrict, his blood nearly freezing, and quickly led Old Master Ye, Elder Tang, and others back hundreds of metres.
The War God and others retreated further still.
The elite families couldn’t withstand the Guardian’s pressure, unable to even retreat, collapsing to their knees, trembling in fear.
Ye Wushuang raised his right index and middle fingers, slashing forward.
Clang!
A sword’s hum rang out.
A golden sword beam shot from Ye Wushuang’s fingertips, slicing through the air, meeting the Guardian’s palm print.
Pfft!
The palm print was pierced by the sword qi, vanishing without a trace.
Everyone was shocked by Ye Wushuang’s skill. Under the Guardian’s pressure, they could only kneel, but Ye Wushuang effortlessly broke the Guardian’s attack.
The God of Slaughter was outrageously strong!
That was everyone’s thought.
Venerable Realm!
The Guardian saw through Ye Wushuang’s cultivation at a glance.
Ye Qiu quickly asked Longbrow真人, What’s the Venerable Realm?
Longbrow真人 replied, A cultivation realm.
Nonsense, Ye Qiu snapped, I’m asking what level the Venerable Realm is in cultivation?
How would I know? Longbrow真人 said, I’m not a cultivator.
Useless question.
The War God said, From what I know, the Venerable Realm is the second major realm in cultivation.
The three realms, from low to high, are Foundation Building, Venerable, and King.
After a martial artist cultivates ten strands of true qi and passes a heavenly tribulation, they become a Foundation Building cultivator, like Long Er.
Each major realm has three sub-realms: early, middle, and peak.
Since Wushuang is in the Venerable Realm, and he easily crushed Long Yi and the Forbidden City’s eighteen guards, Long Yi and the guards were likely in the middle or peak Foundation Building.
Ye Qiu pressed, How are early, middle, and peak sub-realms divided?
By dragon qi, the War God said.
Dragon qi? Ye Qiu was puzzled, hearing it for the first time.
The War God explained, Martial artists cultivate true qi, cultivators cultivate dragon qi.
One strand of dragon qi is early Foundation Building, three strands is middle, six strands is peak.
Cultivating nine strands and passing a tribulation advances you to the Venerable Realm.
In the Venerable Realm, cultivation difficulty doubles. Eighteen strands is middle Venerable, thirty-six strands is peak Venerable, then passing a tribulation leads to the King Realm.
The War God continued, Dragon qi represents combat power. The more dragon qi cultivated, the higher the realm, the stronger the power.
But it’s said that cultivation realms are strict, with higher realms absolutely suppressing lower ones, like God List masters overpowering Dragon List masters.
There’s an uncrossable chasm between realms, hard to break.
Of course, some prodigies can kill across realms.
Ye Qiu asked, What realm is the Guardian?
The War God shook his head, I don’t know, I’m not a cultivator, but it seems the Guardian’s cultivation is no less than Wushuang’s, maybe even stronger!
Stronger?
Ye Qiu’s heart sank.
At that moment, the Guardian’s cold voice rang out, Ye Wushuang, I’ve long broken through to the King Realm. You’re no match for me. I advise you to end yourself, or you’ll be reduced to ashes.
But Ye Wushuang showed no fear, smiling at the Guardian, I haven’t killed a King Realm master yet. I’d like to try!
