Chapter 2

The Jingjin flying sword spewed out brilliant rainbow light, which condensed into a long bridge spanning the sky. Mu Canyang stood on the bridge, slowly opened his third eye between his eyebrows, and activated the Heavenly Eye power to perceive all directions!

Five years! Finally, this day has come!

Even he, who was usually calm, could not help but feel a surge of excitement.

This place is the south shore of West Lake. The Jinshan Mountain, towering hundreds of feet high and spanning hundreds of kilometers, rises majestically from the ground, with a round shape like a hill. The mountain body nestles against the curved green waters of West Lake, creating a picturesque scene of high mountains and calm lakes.

It was now the time of the setting sun. The black-topped, yellow-walled Buddhist temple on the mountain's waist should be sounding its bells as usual; the long shadow of the Leifeng Pagoda at the mountain's peak should be stretching all the way to the riverbank.

These two scenes are known as the "Evening Bell at Jinshan" and the "Sunset at Leifeng," famous landscapes in this area.

However, at this moment, dark clouds obscured the sunset, and thunder drowned out the temple bells...

Dark clouds pressed down on the city, and the armor gleamed like gold in the sunlight!

The Buddha's bowl was passed down to the Jinshan Temple, and the Heavenly Thunder was stationed before the demon-suppressing pagoda. The mountain was filled with figures, like a horde of demons dancing, as if a hundred ghosts were wandering at night... Suddenly, weapons clashed, and the cries of battle shook the heavens, creating a scene of blood and rain, a hell of Asuras!

Two groups of people, unknown from where, were fighting in this solemn and sacred Buddhist sanctuary.

If not for the Heavenly Eye power, the view would only be filled with overwhelming mist and dazzling light, who would have thought that such a scene lay beneath the mist?

Everyone was dressed in armor with strange designs and dazzling treasures, each one as fierce as a tiger, ready to command the winds and the clouds. The heroes, who should have been commanding the winds and the clouds, were now red-faced and veins bulging, fighting like bandits on the road or hooligans in the streets!

The aura of the swords was like a rainbow, and the aura of the sabers was like frost. The two sides hacked at each other, leaving severed limbs and blood all over the ground. The deafening cries of battle drowned out the peaceful and distant evening bell sounds.

Suddenly, a figure shot straight into the sky, like a powerful arrow shooting towards the sun.

But following him were several sharp, dazzling flying sword lights, which arrived first and, in a chaotic tangle in mid-air, tore the figure apart, showering blood and flesh... onto the land of Jinshan.

Under the sharp sword light, even the long shadow of the Leifeng Pagoda seemed to be cut off. How could a mortal body withstand such a force?

Suddenly, another figure descended from the sky, accompanied by a meteor falling from the heavens. The meteor burned with fierce flames, making the figure appear like a descending deity...

However, just before it hit the ground, a Buddha light like a canopy bloomed, and lotus flowers blossomed, rising from the ground to a height of a hundred feet.

Just a push under the flaming meteor scattered the flames and swallowed the meteor completely, as if nothing had happened.

This was not a battlefield of the human world; this was the extreme realm where immortals fought.

However, no matter how noisy the battle, no matter how spectacular the phenomena in the sky and on the ground, they could not hide Mu Canyang's voice.

Steady, calm, yet always present, like the will of heaven, his voice could penetrate all the chaos of the world!

He slowly spoke: "Yiluote! As a member of the Celestial Beings, you disregard your status and spend your days mingling with those program-created ants?"

"Furthermore, you leak the world's settings, sell the system's secrets, and let the NPC ants also master the power to traverse worlds... This is truly a lack of discernment! No distinction between high and low! No respect for hierarchy!"

His voice gradually rose, turning into a roar: "I, on behalf of the Celestial Beings Council, sentence you to suffer for ten thousand years in this unextinguishable soul thunder! Ten thousand years! Ten thousand years!"

At the top of the Leifeng Pagoda, where dark clouds rolled, the lightning flashes became more frequent, and the thunder roars grew denser, like endless waves of the sea. This was the source of the Leifeng Pagoda's power, known as the Heavenly Thunder's sharp edge, which could subdue all the demons in the world.

However, the heavenly thunder drawn here did not, as usual, flow down into the Leifeng Pagoda to suppress the demons inside, but instead struck the twisted, shriveled human figure floating in the air above the pagoda.

Each bolt of thunder struck, causing the figure to twist, with blinding electric light darting across its body, scorching its skin and charring its flesh.

Yet, the repulsive force of the lightning also made its hair stand straight and its clothes bulge, only to gradually flatten as the power of the thunder weakened, until the next bolt of thunder arrived, causing it to bulge and flatten again... Everything was strange and twisted.

Under the heavenly thunder, every part of the body was twisting and tearing, even being roasted into charcoal. Despite such punishment, the figure's body remained straight, its neck and knees as if made of copper and iron, never bending.

But even if it were made of copper and iron, it would still be melted by the heavenly thunder?

After all, such heavenly thunder often reduced high-level demons to ashes with a single strike!

Hearing Mu Canyang's heart-penetrating roar, Yiluote, who was enduring the heavenly thunder punishment, let out a hoarse cold laugh, echoing through the world:

"Mu Canyang, you now acknowledge me as a Celestial Being? When you called us genetically customized humans the Shadow Clan, depriving us of all rights and treating us like cattle, what did you say then?"

"Kill me if you will! Mutilate me if you will! You can erase my consciousness and destroy my body, but you cannot extinguish my resolve to resist, nor can you quench my determination to fight to the end... Freedom!"

His voice was passionate and stirring, making those who heard it feel a chill and those who listened be moved!

As soon as the words were spoken, "Boom! Boom! Boom!" several loud explosions echoed, and a layer of invisible barrier surrounding the Leifeng Pagoda appeared, already covered with spider-web-like cracks.

"Good! Well said!" A chaotic voice came through the cracks.

In the midst of the heavenly thunder, Yiluote barely lifted his head, looking at the cracked barrier and listening to the voice coming through the cracks, his face showing surprise.

Mu Canyang's usually calm voice showed a ripple of surprise: "So soon? And not just one person, who else is there?"

"There are..." Before anyone could answer, "Boom!" a deafening explosion, a mighty dragon-shaped aura shattered the barrier, and the remaining momentum, with a fierce dragon head, crashed into the Leifeng Pagoda, causing the tower to tremble violently, and several bolts of thunder to strike the air.

A tall, robust man in rough clothing followed the dragon-shaped palm shadow, standing firmly before the tower, and spoke loudly: "Jiao Feng is here!"

"Great Hero Jiao Feng? Just with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, you can break through from the Martial World to this Immortal Martial World, indeed living up to your reputation!" In the air, Mu Canyang clapped his hands, "Who else?"

"Whoosh!" A figure in a red cape, blue tight-fitting clothes, and underwear outside, flew in at supersonic speed, causing a fierce wind, and quickly reached the top of the Leifeng Pagoda, ignoring the bolts of thunder, and reached out to grab the figure in the thunder.

At this moment, his high nose, deep eye sockets, and a face like a jade sculpture, distinctly different from Easterners, were revealed.

"Hmph, you have an invincible body, but you only know how to sneak around!" In the air, Mu Canyang let out a cold laugh, and a crimson sword light spiraled and shot towards the sneaking Superman.

Superman looked relaxed. He came from the world of superheroes, his steel body, charged with yellow sun energy, was as strong as the Eighth or Ninth Level of the Immortal Martial World.

He had been struck by flying swords many times on the way. If such a level of flying sword could stop him, he would never have made it here.

However, his relaxed expression instantly turned to shock as Yiluote's thunderous roar echoed: "Be careful! Quickly dodge!"