"Stop messing around, Su Bai, I just want to get the sword!"

"This is going to kill me!"

"Here we go again, spicy meatballs!"

"Hey bro, can you pick me up?"

The many demon hunters who had just arrived at the outskirts of the South Ninth District were blown away by the gale before they could even enter.

Many of those with lower strength were directly blown away by the wind, their spiritual power imprisoned, turning into black dots, their whereabouts unknown.

Fortunately, this unusual activity did not last long.

After everyone came to their senses, they gathered behind the security cordon, but no one dared to set foot in the South Ninth District again.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

At this time.

Thousands of longswords flew back and hovered silently in front of them.

"I knew Su Bai wouldn't be interested in these swords!"

"I'm taking the sword back to my residence. This sword has been imbued with a trace of Su Bai's sword intent, so its power has likely increased significantly. Thank you, Su Bai!"

"Thank you, Subai!"

"Well done, Su Bai!"

After everyone sheathed their swords and noticed the change, they all clasped their hands in a fist salute towards South Ninth District.

Only after they had gone far away did a few people arrive, covered in sweat, flying through the air.

"Lanruo, Su Bai has blown you away so far, I've fucking gone all the way to the South District 1!"

Yang Tian sheathed his alloy longsword with a frustrated expression.

At first, he thought he should work hard to cultivate and try to catch up with Su Bai's pace.

But now, he only felt that the distance between him and Su Bai was growing ever wider.

"I'm not a fool either, anyway, it's pretty close to the battlefield of heaven!" Qiu Lanruo said, twitching her lips as she took out her sword.

"What the hell are you talking about practicing swordsmanship for? You even said you'd look cool. Now look what we've done. We're probably the two most embarrassing people on the battlefield. Seriously, you were thinking about practicing swordsmanship and looking cool like Su Bai. I'm not practicing anymore, damn it!"

Yang Tian muttered a complaint.

Give me that sword, I'll practice with it!

"I admire the lofty mountains and look up to them; I encourage myself with the gentle breeze. With Su Shi and Bai Juyi as my role models, I have a direction to learn from!"

Qiu Lanru chuckled.

Yang Tian tossed the sword to him, then took out his spear and angrily flew away.

Stay where you are.

Qiu Lanruo stared at the longsword in her hand, recalling the sword beam that pierced through the Southern Sixth District in the video.

"Su Bai's sword strike was fucking awesome!"

...

South Ninth District.

An afterimage, invisible to the naked eye, was traveling on the wind, causing clouds to surge and the void to distort wherever it passed.

Whoosh!

The afterimage lingered in the air; it was originally a slender figure dressed in black.

Su Bai.

With the blessing of the Way of Wind, Su Bai's speed was unbelievable.

This is the fastest speed he has ever seen.

At full power, it was only slightly slower than the Flash that came with his Dark Night talent.

However, like the Long Rainbow Demon Slayer, it consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy.

The cultivation level of the Divine Realm cannot be maintained for long.

Sizzle!

Su Bai didn't hesitate. He took out the demon-slaying energy he had accumulated and continued to practice the sword technique "Demon Slayer".

The power of the Demon Slayer Technique is now comparable to the three-layered Fuyou Three Swords.

His proficiency has reached the master level in the past few days of practice.

Several hours later, his demon-slaying proficiency reached the pinnacle level.

at this time.

Black mist surged across the horizon, and hundreds of Earthly Sovereigns swarmed in, but they quickly perished under Su Bai's sword.

[Ding! Host has slain 200 demons, gaining 1,000,000 attribute points!]

[Ding! Host's cultivation has broken through, current cultivation level is Qiongyu Realm 5,876,234/40 million!]

[Ding! All of the host's artistic conception has been converted into domain power!]