Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 385: Something Even More Ruthless Came In
The legend of the Twelve Fears has been passed down from ancient times to the present.

This legend, compiled by the martial arts eccentric Bai Xiaokuangsheng, describes twelve kinds of beings that strike fear into the hearts of people in the martial arts world. These beings include exotic beasts, divine weapons, sects, and extraordinary individuals, and are named for their awe-inspiring presence in the martial arts community.

Of the twelve terrors, the eleventh terror is called "The Right and the Wrong Path".

This is a narrow mountain road in Hebei. There is a saying in the martial arts world: "Once you step onto the path of righteousness or evil, you will be surrounded by demons." It is said that those who embark on the path of righteousness or evil will become demons. Although they may have unparalleled evil skills, they will eventually be rejected by the world.

The place where Pig King and his granddaughter Xiaotong are now is only about twenty miles away from the righteous and evil paths. In the distance, there is a forest called the Gate of Life and Death.

A master lives in seclusion here.

He was Xiao Tong's master, the number one in the world back then.

The First Evil Emperor.

Hooray!
Thunder flashed, and the world was instantly illuminated.

Illuminating the rusty plaque above the God of Wealth Temple, a gust of wind blew by, and the dilapidated wooden door slowly opened with a hoarse sound.

The Pig King shielded Xiao Tong with his body and looked towards the door as if facing a formidable enemy.

A slender shadow stood silently in the rain.

He wore a bright yellow robe, but because he was so thin, the robe hung loosely, making him look like a paper effigy. If the wind blew, he would seem to be blown into the sky.

This person was not only extremely thin, but also strange.

He had a long, white beard and wore a turban, but he kept his head down, neither speaking nor coming in.

He just kept his head down, breathing heavily, his body resembling a giant golden python, contracting and expanding in an eerie way.

"Master."

Xiao Tong grabbed the pig king's clothes and called out timidly.

Pig King swallowed nervously, "First Evil Emperor, what happened to you?"

"Sigh~"

The man slowly exhaled. Although it was early summer, his breath sent chills down the spines of both the Pig King and his grandson.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes, calm as a lake, quietly looking at them.

This was a gaunt old man, his expression as deep and unfathomable as a bottomless abyss. He originally had the air of a celestial being, but at this moment he was staring intently at me with a half-smile on his face, his expression extremely strange.

What's most terrifying is that this person's face is one white and one black, and at first glance, it looks just like a yin-yang symbol, which would startle anyone.

Pig King looked at him a few more times and suddenly felt something strange. He felt that the other person's eyes looked calm, but in fact they were indescribably evil and fierce. Once he was stared at, he felt as if a bloody blade was invading his heart, and every pore on his body stood up.

"My goodness, first of all, you've gone way too far astray this time!"

Xiao Tong trembled and replied, "Master was perfectly fine, but he suddenly went mad these past few days, even worse than before."

The First Evil Emperor looked at them for a while, then softly called out, "Xiao Tong, Third, you've arrived?" As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, and his voice softened, captivating the soul.

Pig King Zhong Yikuan unconsciously walked forward, then realized what was happening and jumped back a big step, cursing, "You old bastard, you've cast a spell on me!"

This sound, imbued with hidden true energy, possessed immense penetrating power.

Xiao Tong shivered, her expression changed instantly, and she quickly leaned back.

She took a few steps back, bumped into the table, and couldn't help but look up.

A dilapidated altar sits forlornly before the God of Wealth, whose mud paint has faded away.

The mottled clay statue stares silently through the rain curtain in front of the door at the strange scene at its feet, its round eyes wide open.

Although, He was also a part of this scene.

Just then, there was a soft "click" sound on the altar. Xiao Tong suddenly covered her mouth and almost screamed.

Then, the female Goddess of Wealth actually blinked slightly!

The First Evil Emperor stepped inside and chuckled, "It's been a long time, so of course I had to come down the mountain to welcome you."

"First of all, are you welcoming me with this weird look on your face?"

Pig King looked at his yin-yang face, which faintly exuded a ghostly aura in the dim rainy night, and couldn't help but take a step back.

The Evil Emperor smiled wickedly, and just as he was about to say something, his face suddenly turned black and white, and he was drenched in sweat.

"Pig King, you, you take Xiao Tong away right now!"

"I've recently sensed an extremely powerful demonic aura, which has stirred my demonic heart, making me unable to control myself! You must leave quickly! I'm afraid I'll make a terrible mistake!"

The Pig King was shocked and bewildered: "Demonic energy?!"

"Yeah~!"

The Evil Emperor's expression suddenly turned cold, and he smiled sideways, saying, "A demonic aura that is rare throughout the ages."

The Pig King suddenly sensed malice, felt a chill run through his body, and swiftly drew his sword to protect himself.

A bolt of lightning-like light rose up, flashed through the air, and transformed into a thunderous flash of cold light, colliding with the Pig King's short sword.

when!
A deafening golden explosion rang out, and the dilapidated wooden door was instantly blown away into the rain. The torrential rain was also knocked back by the two powerful blade energies, leaving a gap of about ten feet, before it stopped for a moment and then continued to fall.

"Good, good, good!" The First Evil Emperor suddenly burst into loud laughter, "The Creation Blade is truly extraordinary!"

"Take another blow from me!"

Suddenly, the Evil Emperor leaped up, his blade flashing like snow, his sword energy surging, and a massive force pressed down on the Pig Emperor from all directions.

At this moment, the Evil Emperor's sword energy merged with the wind and rain outside the door. As the sword was drawn, the rain poured in, and a towering wave surged forth with a "whoosh."

"You motherfucker!" Pig King screamed, "Go all out!" As he spoke, he swung his short knife.

"Boom"

The blade energy and the surging waves clashed, and the row of giant waves seemed to be cleaved in two by an invisible giant blade, shattering like jade fragments and flying in all directions.

The Pig King roared and charged forward, wielding his knife.

In an instant, sparks flew everywhere as the two exchanged more than ten blows.

Pig King himself is extremely talented. His self-created "Creative Blade" technique has countless follow-up moves in every style. It is full of creativity, highly malleable, and extremely powerful, making it a unique skill in the martial arts world.

It's a pity that this person was greedy for money and lustful. You should know that to improve one's swordsmanship, one needs to cultivate one's mind and body, but his mind was not in this, so he could not reach the pinnacle.

However, the First Evil Emperor was different. His talent was no less than that of the Nameless One, and he also created a peerless sword technique.

Magic knife!

When the demonic blade is drawn, countless lives are lost. This sword technique seals off every path of the opponent's life, leaving no room for retreat; its variations are exquisite and unpredictable, beyond the comprehension of gods and demons.

Therefore, after fighting for more than a dozen rounds, Pig King was already drenched in sweat. He felt as if he had been hit by a boulder or log with every slash from Evil Emperor, and the bloody taste in his mouth was almost unbearable.

"Xiaotong, run! Run fast! Don't look back!"

The Pig King blocked several more blows, then coughed up blood and cried out loudly.

However, Xiao Tong seemed completely oblivious, trembling as she stared at the female Goddess of Wealth, muttering, "She's alive, she's alive!"

"Xiaotong, Xiaotong!"

Pig King roared incessantly, but ultimately could not withstand the Evil Emperor's demonic blade. The Evil Emperor deflected the short sword, turned around and kicked him to the ground, where he screamed and slid several feet before crashing into the statue of the God of Wealth.

"Ah, Grandpa!" Xiao Tong suddenly woke up and rushed towards the Pig King.

Just then, the Evil Emperor's eyes turned even blood red, and he suddenly raised his treasured sword, ready to sever the grandfather and grandson in two.

"First!"

"Master!"

Pig King and Xiao Tong were so frightened that they hugged each other tightly and screamed loudly.

Just then, a long howl came from afar, carried by the wind: "First Old Ghost, I have cultivated for ten years and come to find you! Get out here now!"

This roar was full of energy, like an angry dragon riding the wind and plunging down, instantly silencing all the noise of the wind and rain.

"Ok?"

The Evil Emperor paused, his longsword slashing, his narrow eyes narrowing: "The Second Sword Emperor?"

"That idiot, the second one." Pig King, holding Xiao Tong, peeked cautiously towards the door. "Why is he here?"

Wow!
The wind and rain outside seeped into the temple.

Suddenly, a ghostly, ethereal figure emerged from the rain.

The moment he landed in the temple, the man spun around, a flash of sword light appeared, and a loud laugh followed:

"Evil Emperor, you coward, I've finally caught you!"

Seeing the meticulous technique and powerful momentum of this strike, the Evil Emperor smiled disdainfully and turned around to twist the long sword in his hand.

With a series of clangs, sparks flew, and a powerful burst of energy erupted, shattering the surrounding bricks, wooden pillars, and door frames, sending debris flying in all directions.

"Ouch!"

Seeing the two of them fighting fiercely, Pig King quickly shielded Xiao Tong in his arms, but the wood chips and bricks hitting his fat buttocks made him wince in pain and scream in agony.

"Xiaotong, we're going to be stuck here today!"

Just then, Xiaotong suddenly pointed at the clay statue: "Grandpa, that God of Wealth can move!"

"What the hell?"

"The God of Wealth."

"Ah."

"It moves!"

"Fuck!"

A thunderous roar erupted, and the Evil Emperor and the Blade Emperor stood facing each other, staring intently at one another without uttering a word.

Pig King scrambled to his feet, holding Xiao Tong in his arms, and turned to look over.

There was no incense on the altar. The female Goddess of Wealth held a clay gold ingot in her hands, had a curved knife at her waist, sat barefoot and smiling behind the altar.

Without the nourishment of incense, its smile seemed utterly fake.

"Grandpa!" Xiao Tong clung tightly to the Pig King's arm, her teeth chattering. "He...he blinked! Is this a ghost or a spirit?"

"Ah, granddaughter, what ghosts and gods are there in this world?" the Pig King sighed. "Just like there are no clay statues of the Goddess of Wealth in the Central Plains, are there?"

His eyes darted around, he cleared his throat, and shouted, "Who are you inside?!"

Boom!

A masterpiece of thunder and lightning.

The light quickly became dazzling, illuminating the gloomy face of the God of Wealth statue.

It also attracted the attention of the First Evil Emperor and the Second Blade Emperor.

"Hmph! There are more experts out there?"

The Blade Emperor leaped like a star, roaring as he arrived with lightning speed, drawing a circle with his blade and unleashing a torrent of sword energy.

when!
He slashed the clay statue's head with a single blow.

In an instant, flames burst forth, and the Sword Emperor felt an immense force rebounding from him. He cried out in alarm and became like a kite with a broken string, flying backward.

Upon landing, he couldn't help but stare in astonishment and exclaim, "Who is it?!"

The Pig King said, "Indestructible?"

The First Evil Emperor remained silent, instead watching with a cold and enigmatic gaze.

Just then, a "crackling" sound was heard, and chunks of clay on the statue broke apart and fell down.

A golden body, shimmering with dazzling golden light, suddenly trembled, its eyes brightened, and it opened its eyes.

"Ah, it really opened its eyes?" the Pig King exclaimed, his face ashen.

"Hmm~!"

The golden statue, now truly resembling a body of flesh and blood, stretched and groaned, "Who awakens first from the great dream? I know myself best!"

The three emperors in the temple of the God of Wealth were horrified, their palms were sweating, and their eyes were wide with fury as they stared at the golden statue.

The little beggar suddenly lowered his head, his eyes bloodshot, and chuckled, "Just now, who the hell chopped at me?"

The Evil Emperor spoke, his face serious: "Such powerful demonic energy!"

The Sword Emperor also stared intently at the curved sword at her waist: "What a vicious sword!"

Pig King and Xiao Tong hugged tightly, inwardly screaming, "Oh my god, someone even more ruthless has arrived!"

(End of this chapter)