Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 283 God’s Will
The owner of the Ghost Building has arrived.

The words fell.

The expressions of everyone in the room changed.

As the mastermind behind the world's number one assassin organization, the identity of the Ghost Tower Master is extremely mysterious.

All over the world.

No more than five people know his true identity.

Even Shen Ming, who had just made such a confident statement, was only guessing in his mind.

The wind and snow are still there.

The earth was covered in a blanket of silver.

A tall, thin figure wearing a demon mask appeared silently in the room at some unknown time.

If Zhu Ju hadn't spoken up, no one else would have even noticed that there was an extra person in the room.

It should be noted that there are no weaklings among the people here; the weakest are all Divine Martial Saints, who would be influential figures elsewhere. Even so, no one noticed the extra person.

If it was an assassination attempt...

Shen Ming's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly, as if he had suffered a great blow.

He, the world's greatest assassin, now looks like a joke.

"Master Ziju!"

The owner of the Ghost Building clasped his hands in a respectful gesture, his voice indifferent:
"I have long admired your name, and today I am finally able to meet you."

"Benefactor Ouyang," Zhu Ju said suddenly, scrutinizing the newcomer.
"We should have met once in the capital."

Ouyang?

Everyone in the room was taken aback upon hearing this, and then their expressions changed repeatedly as if they had guessed something.

There are many famous masters in the world and in the martial arts world with the surname "Ouyang", but there is only one top master.

Ouyang Chengxuan!

Master of the Heavenly Will Sect!
"Well……"

Beneath the mask, the Ghost Tower Master's eyes subtly shifted, his expression a half-smile, and the evil ghost mask shattered silently.

Beneath the mask was a refined and cultured middle-aged scholar.

It looks unremarkable.

Yet he is one of the strongest individuals in the world.

Miao Man Saintess Qi Yao's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, her face showing surprise. The Ghost Tower Master was actually the Master of the Heavenly Will Sect.

But upon closer reflection, it makes perfect sense.

There are only a handful of martial saints in the world, and even fewer are willing to put in the effort to manage the haunted building.

Apart from the leader of the Tianyi Sect, who has always wanted to overthrow the Great Qi Dynasty, no one else has this need.

"The Daoist Ziju of Yuxu Palace on Kunlun Mountain?"

Looking at Zhu Ju, Ouyang Chengxuan spoke slowly:
"The Heavenly Will Sect and the Ghost Tower have put a lot of effort into the Taoist priest, but they haven't gained anything."

"His origins and background are unknown. He often disappears without a trace, and even his cultivation methods are a mystery."

His eyes narrowed:
"who are you?"

The longer you live, the clearer you become that it is absolutely impossible for a person to achieve anything by trying to figure things out on their own.

Especially the Martial Saint of Sumeru.

If one investigates diligently, one can surely find clues about the past in the martial arts world. However, this approach clearly does not work on Zhu Ju. This "Master Ziju" seems to have sprung up from a crack in a rock, possessing unbelievable methods and strength from the moment he appeared. No one knows his lineage.

"I am a Daoist named Ziju, and my secular name is Zhu Ju."

Zhu Ju lightly waved his whisk and spoke slowly:
“Benefactor Ouyang, the Ghost Tower has been causing trouble for many years. I have been ordered to wipe it out. I hope you will not obstruct me. If you can disband it on your own initiative, that would be best.”

"Senior Ouyang," Miao Barbarian Saintess Qiyao suddenly spoke up.
"I can help you deal with Master Ziju, but you'll have to help me take down these two later."

talking.

He pointed at the Black and White Duo.

Unlike the Southern Barbarians who outwardly submitted to the Great Qi, the Miao Barbarians were seen as a group of barbarian bandits by the Great Qi authorities.

Naturally, it is in the opposite position.

It was perfectly normal for her to deal with Zhu Ju, and judging from the situation, the other party didn't seem to want her to take down the Black and White Duo.

“Hmm…” Ouyang Chengxuan’s eyes flickered slightly.

He was indeed somewhat unsure about Zhu Ju, and it would be best if the Vajra Martial Saint were there to assist him.

"Why would Benefactor Qiyao deliberately seek trouble?" Zhu Ju gently shook his head, then looked at Shen Ming:

"The Soul-Chasing, Life-Stealing Sword?"

“It’s me,” Shen Ming nodded.

His face was solemn, and he was already prepared to die.

The main reason why Qi Wanyan was so determined to exterminate the Ghost Tower was because of him.

He almost succeeded in assassinating Qi Wanyan.

"Taoist Master," Fu Feizhou said, stepping forward as the Black and White Duo stepped forward.
"We can help you deal with the Miao barbarian holy maiden. I wonder if you could spare Brother Shen's life?"

Zhu Ju smiled and opened his mouth to say a few words to Shen Ming, but no sound came out.

The sound is transmitted into the secret.

Shen Ming's eyes suddenly widened, his expression a mixture of surprise, confusion, and delight.

"really?"

“Monks do not lie.” Zhu Ju nodded with a faint smile.

"Fine!" Shen Ming gritted his teeth.
"I do!"

The others exchanged bewildered glances, wondering what agreement the two had reached.

“Benefactor Ouyang.”

Zhu Ju turned around and looked at Ouyang Chengxuan:

"I have long heard that the Heavenly Will Technique is unparalleled in the world. I am quite interested in this technique. I wonder if I may have the opportunity to see it?"

"I am equally interested in the methods you practice, Daoist Master." Ouyang Chengxuan said expressionlessly.
"I wonder if I could have a look?"

"Heh..." Zhu Ju chuckled lightly, looking once more at the Miao Barbarian Saintess Qi Yao:

"Since you insist on making things difficult for me, then don't blame me for taking advantage of your misfortune."

"Take this!"

"If you survive, the Black and White Heroes and the Soul-Chasing Sword Shen Ming will be at your disposal."

"How arrogant!" Miao Barbarian Saintess Qi Yao's face turned cold, and she pounced forward in a flash.
"You stinking Taoist priest, you'd better take my first move!"

With a gentle flick of her slender, jade-like fingers, countless invisible threads suddenly appeared.

The vast primordial energy within the Vajra Martial Saint's body transformed into a sharp sword finger, which exploded instantly a hundred meters into the void with a single flick of the finger.

The snow falling all stopped at once.

No life finger!
Facing a peerless powerhouse who seemed to possess the power of Sumeru, she went all out from the moment she was injured.

Zhu Ju raised his left hand.

His movements were unhurried, yet he raised his hand just before the opponent's sword finger arrived, his five fingers slightly curled inward.

boom!
The void suddenly darkened.

The surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) within a radius of about one mile was instantly captured by the left hand, transforming into an invisible mountain that pressed down.

A heaven-shaking seal!
Zhu Ju pressed down lightly with one hand.

With a cultivation level of three stages of body refinement, a left arm comparable to a magic weapon, and a palm technique that can capture the power of the five elements.

All of a sudden.

The world was turned upside down.

In the perception of the Miao and Man saintess Qi Yao, the void seemed to collapse at this moment, and boundless power descended from the sky.

"what!"

Her eyes widened, she let out a shriek, and her inner energy erupted like a volcano as she frantically pointed out with her sword fingers.

"Peng!"

The air vibrated violently.

Snowflakes flew up and down, and a figure coughed up blood and flew hundreds of feet away. Before he even landed, he frantically fled into the distance.

Zhu Ju raised his eyebrows slightly.

As expected of the Vajra Martial Saint, he survived a full-force attack despite being injured.

but……

It won't last long either.

As his thoughts raced, a sudden chill ran down his neck, and the Vajra King Armor he had been nurturing within him instantly enveloped his entire body.

"Ding……"

A soft sword struck the armor, unleashing a terrifying force that sent Zhu Ju flying.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, that sword strike would have shattered his neck.

"Sneak attack?"

Zhu Juyin asked with surprise, "Your Excellency is one of the most outstanding people in the world..."

"Zheng!"

Before he finished speaking, his vision was filled with sword light, and countless afterimages roamed around him.

Heavenly Demon Illusionary Movement Technique!

Heavenly Will Sword Technique!

The scene of defeating the Miao barbarian saintess Qi Yao with a single palm strike was truly terrifying; even Ouyang Chengxuan had no confidence in being able to do it.

As for the sneak attack...

The Heavenly Will Sect never advocates for uprightness and honor, especially since he is the leader of the Ghost Tower, an assassin organization.

"Zheng!"

A flash of light appeared, tearing through the sky filled with sword shadows.

Vertical and horizontal sword!

Ten Directions Killing Path!
The violent killing intent seemed to have a tangible form, spreading in all directions. The afterimages shattered, revealing Ouyang Chengxuan's true form.

A man stood there with a sword, and suddenly approached with a stomp of his foot.

Ouyang Chengxuan's movements were extremely strange; his body shrank by nearly half in an instant, making him look like a child.

The longsword that was originally aimed at the throat was now thrusting straight at the waist and ribs.

Great size!

The physical supernatural powers of a Martial Saint at the Sumeru Realm.

"Ding……"

Swords clash.

Ouyang Chengxuan suddenly transformed into a giant over ten feet tall, unleashing terrifying power through the sword blade.

"Peng!"

Zhu Ju retreated with his knife in hand.

"Sumeru..."

"Truly extraordinary!"

The strength of the Sumeru Martial Saint in this world is roughly equivalent to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the third level of Body Refinement in the main world.

Close-quarters combat.

The Sumeru Martial Saint possesses stronger physical abilities, but body cultivators at the third level of body refinement can rely on more external forces.

Such as ritual implements, talismans, etc.

It's difficult to determine who is stronger or weaker.

However, Zhu Ju has three souls connected and is protected by the Vajra King Armor, making him stronger than someone at the third level of Body Refinement.

Besides,

He also possesses the legendary sword, the Vertical and Horizontal Blade, which is comparable to a magic weapon.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

The two exchanged blows quickly, leaving afterimages in the arena, and the residual force of their energy swept across the trees, causing them to fall to the ground.

The falling snow was also shredded into countless fragments.

"Peng!"

The two clashed again. Zhu Ju stood solemnly in the arena, looking at the fist mark on his armor across his chest, and sighed:

"God willing?"

"He has foreseen everything and always has the upper hand. My swordsmanship has already been seen through before I even begin to use it."

"This is the Heavenly Will Sword Technique?"

The opponent's swordsmanship is the nemesis of almost any martial art; the so-called divine will means being able to control everything.

"but……"

"Can it truly predict everything?"

He gave a soft hum, his body turning with the blade, unleashing a torrent of killing intent from all directions.

Blood Burning Curse!
The originally complex swordsmanship disappeared, and the sweeping, sweeping moves pressed forward like a millstone.

Zhu Ju abandoned the idea of ​​competing with his opponent in terms of techniques and chose to directly overwhelm him with superior strength and defense.

Come again?

Ouyang Chengxuan looked distressed.

The same thing happened in the palace; that old monster of the royal family chose to deal with him in the same way.

In comparison.

The old monster's power in the Great Qi royal family has become even more refined and profound.

However, Zhu Ju was wearing the Vajra King Armor, which gave him superior defense. Moreover, his blood and energy were like the rising sun, and his strength seemed inexhaustible, making him even stronger than the dying old monster.

"boom!"

The violent blade struck down, creating a crack a hundred meters long in the earth, and snowflakes flew upwards against the current.

A figure disappeared into the flying snow.

"escape?"

Zhu Ju's eyebrows twitched slightly:

"Where can you escape to?"

He muttered to himself, then his figure blurred as he chased after them, leaving the three heroes, Black and White, looking completely bewildered.

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Three days later.

Mirror Lake.

Zhu Ju appeared on the lake surface, wielding a long sword, and with one stroke, he cleaved through the water and rushed towards Ouyang Chengxuan, who was hiding at the bottom of the lake.

An hour later.

The area around Mirror Lake was in a mess, with the surging lake water submerging several villages, which was rumored to be caused by a dragon in the lake.

Seven days later.

The land of the southern barbarians.

Thousands of barbarians, shirtless and with paint smeared on their faces, trembled as they watched two terrifying figures fighting not far away.

"Both of you."

The Southern Barbarian Dharma King revealed a mouthful of black teeth and spoke tremblingly:
"This is a forbidden area of ​​the Southern Barbarians, where the remains of our ancestors are buried. We hope you two will find another place..."

"boom!"

Dozens of graves were leveled by the flashing swords, the earth trembled violently, and the earth's veins shifted.

The Southern Barbarian Dharma King's forehead veins bulged, and his hands clenched so tightly they cracked.

But upon seeing the two figures locked in combat, a look of despair appeared on his face.

Sumeru!

Even if I went forward, I would only be throwing my life away!

Ten days later.

At the foot of Tianwen Mountain.

Xuan Chengzi stood in the void, looking down at the two fighting below, his brows furrowed and a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Master."

A disciple asked in a low voice:
"Are we just going to let them cause trouble here?"

"Two Sumeru-level beings, even I wouldn't dare to act rashly." Xuan Chengzi gently shook his head.

"Don't worry, they won't stay long."

"Yes." The disciple breathed a sigh of relief and then said:

"I never imagined that Master Ziju of Baiyun Temple was so capable, that he could be on par with the leader of Tianyi Sect."

?

Xuan Chengzi looked at him with a strange expression.

"No!"

"It was Master Ziju who was chasing down the leader of the Tianyi Sect. Ouyang Chengxuan had already used desperate measures, but Master Ziju was still handling it with ease."

"Ah!" The disciple was dumbfounded.

half a month later.

Zhu Ju watched the fleeing figure ahead and sighed helplessly:

"Time is up."

"If there were another month..."

"That's it!"

He shook his head slightly:
"It should be almost done."

(End of this chapter)