The Chaos Emperor Fist possessed the power to reverse yin and yang and flip the world upside down.

Because of this, the axe beams that should have cut the golden carriage in half suddenly changed directions and flew up into the sky instead. It was almost as if the sky and the earth of this part of the world had been flipped around.

When the axe beams disappeared into the sky, the Mountain Opening Waterway Commander also staggered backward nine steps in a row before he finally caught himself. Every time he took a step, the ground beneath him would crumble into pieces.

Right now, the Mountain Opening Waterway Commander’s vigor was in disorder, and his chest was caved in. A fist print was clearly imprinted on the spot where he took a punch.

“Hah… hah…”

The Mountain Opening Waterway Commander wasn’t afraid despite his grievous injuries, however. In fact, his fiendish qi grew even stronger like that of a wounded wolf or tiger.

“Blood stains the sky, axes that split open mountains and rivers. Acceptable.”

It was at this moment an arrogant, icy voice came from the golden carriage. “You’re qualified to be my servant. Surrender, and I shall overlook your transgression today.”

“I can say the same to you.”

Mister Taozu finally deigned to interfere and let out a chuckle. “Not even Zhao Xuanba would dare to tell me to surrender, much less you.”

Zhao Xuanba was the emperor of the Court of Chaos, a.k.a Zhao Wushuang’s father.

“You dare!”

Zhao Wushuang’s angry voice erupted from the golden carriage, but an inexplicable sense of trepidation gripped him even as he blurted those words. It was almost as if some sort of great horror was about to manifest.

Rumble…

Before he could figure out what was going on, the ground directly underneath the golden carriage was suddenly ripped into pieces like fabric. At the same time, a gigantic hand reached out from the chasm and swatted in the direction of the golden carriage like a bat.

“Great Trueman!”

Zhao Wushuang was both shocked and angry. He could feel that the hand was an unstoppable terror he couldn’t stop.

A Great Trueman was infinitely close to a Half-Sage. He was quite powerful, but he was still ultimately a Trueman. Forget a Half-Sage, he was still a ways away from becoming a Great Trueman.

That was why Zhao Wushuang did not hesitate to abandon his golden carriage and escape to the distance.

Not a moment too soon, the giant hand shattered the golden carriage and annihilated the concubines, the guards, and the red-robed eunuch before they could even scream.

Cold sweat appeared on Zhao Wushuang’s forehead. If he had been even a step slower, he wouldn’t have turned into dust like his subjects, but he absolutely would have suffered some serious injuries.

Before he could thank his lucky stars, the giant hand moved away from the shattered carriage and made a grab for him.

It wasn’t the only one. Three giant hands extended from the ground directly to his left, right, and behind and made a grab for him as well.

The four hands was enough to block every direction and cut all paths of retreat. Zhao Wushuang felt like a bird who was trapped inside a shrinking cage. Despair welled inside his heart.

“I am the crown prince of the Court of Chaos! If you kill me, the Court of Chaos will hunt you down to the ends of the earth!” Zhao Wushuang screamed out his final resistance.

“Hah.”

Mister Taozhu’s response was a cold sneer and a scornful look. The giant hands never stopped for even an instant.

“Mercy.”

Right before Zhao Wushuang would perish, a spring wind suddenly blew from the distance.

At the beginning, it was only a small gust. As it came closer, it split into two, three, infinity.

The infinite spring wind was also infinite sword qi.

The infinite sword qi was gentle, but not of yin attribute. Cold, but not evil. Overt, but spine-chilling.

The sword qi blew past the four titanic hands, and suddenly, they all crumbled away like sandcastles washed away by the tides.

The sword qi was unbelievably strong and dense, and yet it did not harm a hair on Zhao Wushuang’s person. After the giant hands were destroyed, it immediately dissolved back into harmless wind. 𐍂ÃƝóBĘś

Like spring returning to the earth, the forces and energies permeating the area also receded slowly until all that was left was clarity.

“You are all honored guests of West Kunlun. Give this host some face and maintain some cordiality with each other. Please?”

A woman slowly walked over from a distance. She was in her thirties and wearing a dark green-colored long dress. Her temperament was gentle like a spring breeze, affectionate and warm.

The woman was beautiful, and her voice even more so. It melted the violent intent in one’s chest instantly like spring.

“Of course I will give you face, Spring Lord. I shall forgive this insolent cur this time.” Mister Taozhu smiled at the woman.

Neither Ye Qing nor Mister Taozhu was surprised by the woman’s appearance. In fact, they had sensed her while the Mountain Opening Waterway Commander and Zhao Wushuang were fighting.

The woman was named Xi Wangchu. She was one of the Four Lords of West Kunlun.

The Sacred Lord was the supreme leader of West Kunlun. Beneath them were the Left and Right Sect Masters, Four Lords, Ten Protectors, and Thirty Six Halls. In other words, the Four Lords answered to the Sacred Lord and the Left and Right Sect Masters only. They were easily some of the most respected persons in West Kunlun.

𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The Four Lords were named after the seasons: Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter. The Spring Lord was in charge of miscellaneous affairs, the Summer Lord was in charge of finance, the Autumn Lord was in charge of discipline, and the Winter Lord was in charge of conquests. Each lord had their own functional responsibilities and were deeply respected.

Therefore, Xi Wangchun might have the appearance of a gentle, harmless woman, but she was really the complete opposite. Cunning and strong, she was as respected as she was feared in West Kunlun.

West Kunlun was a massive lake where all sorts of fishes and dragons swam. Although Xi Wangchun’s responsibilities could be summed up in two words, it was anything but trivial. The words “miscellaneous affairs” meant everything besides what had already been taken by the other Lords. It could be something as trivial as a disciple’s basic necessities and accommodations, or something as big as the very existence of West Kunlun. She was singlehandedly responsible for every decision, every task, and every rule that shaped West Kunlun in this area, and yet she was able to do it all perfectly. Such a woman could only be as ruthless as she was intelligent.

As if that wasn’t enough, Xi Wangchun boasted the strength of a Great Trueman. Ranked forty on the Earth Champions Ranking, she was praised as, “The spring that returns to the earth, the one whose sword qi is like the wind.”

That was why even Mister Taozhu must give Xi Wangchun some face.

“Your generosity impresses me, Mister Taozhu.” Xi Wangchun smiled. “I wasn’t able to welcome you in person even though you had traveled a long distance to attend this gathering. I hope you will forgive my poor show of hospitality.”

“You flatter me, Mister Taozhu.” Mister Taozhu saluted back. “It is I who failed to hand in the invitation letter in time. It is not your fault.”

“Regardless, we as the host could do better.” Still smiling, Xi Wangchun looked at Zhao Wushuang next. “Crown Prince Wushuang, we admit that our poor hospitality has resulted in your clash against Mister Taozhu. We hope you won’t take offense.”

Xi Wangchun did not treat Zhao Wushuang lightly simply because the Court of Chaos was poorer than West Kunlun.

“Of course not,” Zhao Wushuang replied. He might be arrogant, but he wasn’t that stupid. No matter how dissatisfied he was on the inside, he wasn’t going to offend the Spring Lord, one of the Four Lords of West Kunlun.

“Oh, I forgot to make the introductions. This here is Mister Taozhu, one of the Three Misters of the Way of Taiping. I’m sure you have heard of him,” Xi Wangchun said. It was both an introduction and a subtle reminder.

“Mister Taozhu?”

Zhao Wushuang’s eyes narrowed. Of course he had heard of Mister Taozhu. Earlier, he thought that Mister Taozhu’s group was harrasable per se since their numbers were few, and their auras were nothing special. Who would have thought that they were really a tough nut, one sharp enough to split his foot no less?

Neither the Way of Taiping nor Mister Taozhu was easy prey as a matter of course.

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