Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 190 One act ends, another begins!
Without thinking twice, Su Wanyun unleashed her Nine Netherworld Claws, transforming them into ten sharp beams that slashed towards Zhao Rui.

He unleashed his move and, without looking back, took off running.

I wish I had wings on my back, so I could fly and never use my legs.

This man is terrifying.

The illusion she just experienced almost sent her to the deepest hell, where she would suffer endless torment from debauchery and depravity.

Where are you going?

Zhao Rui made a hand seal, and the sky suddenly darkened. A light drizzle began to fall, and a gentle breeze arose, refreshing the heart and soul, just like enjoying the scenery with family and friends in early spring.

Su Wanyun was terrified and became even faster, her entire body leaving behind a series of afterimages.

But no matter how she twisted and turned, how she ran, the rain was like a leech, inseparable from her.

"Do you think you can escape?"

Amidst the wind and rain, Zhao Rui's voice boomed in her ears like a dream.

Startled, she nearly fell to the ground, her anger momentarily flaring.

Only then did she realize just how desperate it felt to be played for.

"I finally advanced to the Dharma Aspect Realm, I'm not reconciled. Six Desires Demon Lord, grant me your command..."

Su Wanyun was also a person of unwavering resolve. How could a dignified expert of the Dharma Aspect Realm easily surrender?

As she called out, a black light suddenly surged from the top of her head, as if countless demons had descended upon the world, revealing a hideous and terrifying face, baring their fangs and claws as they roared and bit at their surroundings.

"You forced me to this, so even if I become possessed by a demon, I will never let you get away with it."

Su Wanyun's temper flared, and she shouted at Zhao Rui as if she were ready to fight him to the death.

However, the voice sounded somewhat fierce but actually weak.

Becoming a demon and cultivating demonic arts are not the same thing.

Becoming possessed by a demon means that one's mind is truly corrupted by the demon, turning into a non-human monster, either controlled by the demon or losing one's sanity.

Even the most powerful and influential demon lord of the Demonic Cult dared not easily give up the fight and willingly succumb to demonic influence.

"What kind of demon are you? How dare you call yourself a demon in my domain?"

Zhao Rui snorted coldly, and activated his Spring Breeze and Rain Domain to its fullest extent. The Nine Nether Profound Water fell with the raindrops, and the extreme cold and yin essence instantly dripped onto the cloud above Su Wanyun's head.

"Sizzle, hiss!"

These menacing demons, as if splattered with hot oil, screamed and shrank back into the cloud.

In the blink of an eye, the entire dark cloud vanished completely and never existed again.

The dark clouds were no longer obscuring the view.

The Nine Nether True Water then poured recklessly over Su Wanyun's body.

"what!"

Her soul felt as if it were being devoured by ten thousand ghosts, causing her extreme pain.

She couldn't help but scream in agony, curling up on the ground, trembling.

"Senior, please spare my life, senior, please spare my life!"

Seeing that she had been subdued, Zhao Rui casually waved his hand and withdrew the Spring Breeze and Rain Domain.

Then he turned around and strolled back the way he came, as if walking in a leisurely garden.

He didn't care about Su Wanyun at all.

With the erosion of the Nine Nether True Water gone, Su Wanyun finally breathed a sigh of relief, quickly bent down, put her hands on the ground, and gasped for breath.

After resting for a while, she stood up.

Her eyes flickered for a few moments, she carefully straightened her clothes, and obediently followed in the direction Zhao Rui had left.

Deep in the forest, He Wenhua and his two companions waited anxiously in place, none of them daring to leave their spot.

They were afraid that when Zhao Rui returned, they wouldn't be able to find him.

But they were also worried that Zhao Rui might be caught off guard and Su Wanyun would be the one to return.

At that point, it will truly be like lambs to the slaughter, their lives hanging in the balance.

"If things are beyond our control, Senior Brother He, please grant us a quick death for the sake of our shared martial arts lineage."

Zhou Moshu said in a deep voice.

He Wenhua nodded seriously.

"He, he's back!"

Just then, Cao Yingcai pointed excitedly to the front of the dense forest, where a figure was slowly walking towards them.

Judging from his appearance, it is indeed Zhao Rui!

"Senior, that demoness?"

Zhou Moshu hurriedly asked, fearing that Su Wanyun might die young.

Zhao Rui glanced at it but didn't say anything.

As the three were puzzled, they saw a graceful woman following obediently behind Zhao Rui.
If it's not Su Wanyun, then who is it?

"What's wrong, dear junior sister? You missed me so much after just a short time apart!"

Su Wanyun winked at Zhou Moshu, her words laced with provocation.

All three were horrified.

This……

"I have no time to meddle in your past grievances. I have only one purpose in going there: to return to the territory of the Great Song Dynasty."

Zhao Rui said calmly.

"Yes, senior!"

He Wenhua and the other two bowed in unison and agreed.

They were the weakest, and didn't even have the right to resist.

"Senior, you must be tired from your journey. I know a little about therapeutic techniques, let me massage your shoulders."

Zhao Rui sat down to the side.

Su Wanyun chuckled and walked behind him, extending her slender, fair hands to gently stroke his shoulder.

"Senior, no!"

Allowing the witch to stand behind him so unprepared was far too risky. Zhou Moshu was alarmed, worried that Su Wanyun might suddenly attack, and hurriedly warned her.

"Senior's skills are unparalleled. This humble woman has long been convinced and willing to serve you."

"You're the one who should be talking!"

Su Wanyun glared at Zhou Moshu, then slowly began to massage Zhao Rui's shoulders with both hands.

"Me too, I can press it too!"

Zhou Moshu's eyes sharpened, and his breathing quickened slightly for a few moments. He quickly ran to Zhao Rui's side, grabbed one of his arms, and gently massaged it.

Su Wanyun never expected that Zhou Moshu, who was always arrogant, would do such a thing.

She couldn't help but giggle: "You really are a slut!"

"Paws!"

Zhao Rui snorted coldly.

Su Wanyun's face turned pale instantly, and she quickly slapped herself.

"Wanyun has misspoke; please forgive me, senior."

Zhao Rui hummed in agreement, and after being held down by the two men for a few minutes, he saw two more figures approaching from outside the resting area.

He Wenhua and the others hurriedly took precautions.

Just a few breaths later, Tao Yuansheng and Luo Yunxi, who had just run away, walked out looking utterly dejected.

"you……"

Everyone was astonished.

Even Su Wanyun looked puzzled.

She also thought the two of them had already run away.

Upon seeing the two return, Zhao Rui unleashed a surge of true energy, blasting Su Wanyun and the other woman behind him away.

Then he stood up and said loudly, "Since we're all traveling together, I certainly won't leave anyone behind."

His words were frank and straightforward, but everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

This is clearly telling them that they can be caught and brought back anywhere without his permission.

Su Wanyun was even more horrified: "He actually had the time to capture these two while fighting me. Just how powerful is he?"

After the initial shock, her thoughts suddenly shifted, and the smile on her face grew even brighter.

With such a powerful person by my side, what's wrong with being a slave or servant?
Zhao Rui ignored their thoughts and looked into the distance, saying, "Let's go. We must not cause any more trouble on this journey."

"Yes, senior!"

Everyone responded in unison, and then, with clear division of labor, they leaped forward, some checking the surroundings, some looking for a place to rest, and others pointing out the way forward.

They advanced cautiously, each fulfilling their assigned duties. What was originally a one-man team led by Zhao Rui had now grown to seven people.

Each of them was a master at the Grandmaster level or above, which was nothing special in the Great Shang Dynasty.

But if it were taken to Earth, it would definitely be a force to be reckoned with.

There is no sun in this world; light and darkness alternate like a curtain every so often.

It was as if the light source was shrouded in an invisible layer.

"I remember reading phrases like 'the rising sun and the rainbow,' or 'the setting sun like blood' in the sect's classic texts. Whenever I read them, they fill me with longing."

On the way, watching the sunset fill the sky and flocks of birds soaring overhead, Tao Yuansheng couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, it's a pity we can't go to the Central Plains for now. I've heard that's our homeland, where the sun, moon and stars revolve, and where spring, summer, autumn and winter change."

Zhao Rui did not forbid them from chatting; on the contrary, he encouraged it.

So they chatted quite casually.

It can be considered a form of freedom that provides some solace during this period of "imprisonment."

"How hateful are the Shaolin and other sects, who have seized the passage between the two realms, preventing us from entering..."

"Senior Brother He, even your Quanzhen Sect couldn't get in?"

"Alas, the Quanzhen Sect is weak and powerless... Let's not talk about it!"

He Wenhua sighed, clearly having been harassed at the passage between the two worlds.

"Things will always turn around. Our various sects certainly cannot sit idly by and wait for death. When the time comes, we will gather everyone's strength, and I think Shaolin will have to take it back."

Cao Yingcai quickly offered words of comfort.

Their Taihua Mountain sect is no match for the Quanzhen Sect. At least the Quanzhen Sect has the qualifications to participate in these important matters.

They have such nice-sounding names for Mount Taihua, calling her a fairy and a heroine.

It's all just others praising them; to get involved in truly important matters, you need real strength.

Listening to their conversation, Su Wanyun's lips curled into a contemptuous smile.

It also brings together the strength of everyone.

Why aren't the six of them teaming up to fight against Zhao Rui, this "demon"?
What a wishful thinking.

To escape this world, one must cultivate by any means necessary. Once one's strength reaches a certain level, one will naturally be able to save one's life and leave.

As everyone was talking, Zhao Rui suddenly said to them, "Someone's coming."

After saying that, he used his Spring Breeze and Rain technique to wrap the six people up and leaped onto the canopy of a tall tree.

The six people were already used to being "surrounded" by Zhao Rui, and upon seeing this, they all became wary and looked down.

After a while, the group faintly heard sounds of fighting coming from the northeast.

The sound was gradually getting closer.

Just how skilled is he?

Although they had experienced it more than once or twice, each time, they all felt that Zhao Rui's strength was unfathomable.

After a short while, the two sides finally revealed their true colors.

It turned out to be a group of Song Dynasty martial artists besieging a Shang Dynasty expert.

This expert was very strong. Although he was surrounded by six people, he still handled the situation with ease and showed no signs of defeat.

On the contrary, the six people who were besieging them gradually became overwhelmed.

"Do you know me?"

Zhao Rui asked telepathically.

"It looks like the Six Demons of Cloud Cave. What are they doing here?"

"Six Demons?"

"These six men are eccentric and bizarre, often killing innocent people indiscriminately at the slightest disagreement, but because of their high level of martial arts, no one dares to stop them..."

Zhou Moshu said in a cold voice.

"Ok!"

Zhao Rui nodded without saying anything more, his gaze instead fixed on the young martial artist from the Shang Dynasty.

"Senior, which side should we help?"

Cao Yingcai asked, somewhat confused, "On one side are Song people, and on the other side are our enemy, a wealthy merchant."

Logically, we should help the Song people.

But this Song man is a wicked villain who indiscriminately kills innocent people. Wouldn't saving him be aiding and abetting evil?
"It's so stupid."

Su Wanyun scoffed and spat, "What help are you offering? Just kill them all and be done with it."

"Ah! Oh, that's true."

Cao Yingcai's cheeks flushed slightly, showing a hint of embarrassment.

Zhao Rui ignored their conversation and quietly watched the fight below.

"Looks like someone who doesn't want to do it."

The warrior from the Shang Dynasty below suddenly curled the corners of his mouth into a faint smile. Then, his figure blurred, and a black flame emerged from his forehead, like a banana leaf fan, directly enveloping the six people.

"Oh no, it's Beast Soul Smoke!"

The six men were quite knowledgeable, and upon seeing this, they quickly rolled away and kept their distance.

Unfortunately, while they moved quickly, this martial arts master from the Shang Dynasty was even faster.

Without any sign of the six people dodging or struggling, a few breaths later, they all clutched their necks, collapsed to the ground, and died.

On the treetop, He Wenhua and the others were all horrified. Each of these six demons was no weaker than them.

The six of them were also skilled in combined attacks, and even martial artists at the Divine Void Realm would have to give way to them.

Now, in just a few breaths, it has lost all its vitality.

This person from the Shang Dynasty is incredibly powerful.

"Since you are just a passerby, leave quickly! This place is not safe to linger."

The martial artist glanced at the treetop, spoke loudly, and then leaped away.

"He found us?"

Su Wanyun and the others were stunned. This guy was so powerful. They had traveled so far and encountered quite a few enemies, but this was the first person who could discover Zhao Rui's hidden figure.

"Don't be impatient."

Zhao Rui smiled slightly.

Everyone waited quietly, filled with curiosity.

Seven or eight minutes passed in this way.

A handsome man dressed in black jumped down from a tree right next to them.

The man held a long knife in his hand, its blade crimson, as if it had drunk blood.

"There are still people here?"

Su Wanyun felt a little numb. Before, she thought that once she had cultivated to the Dharma Aspect Realm, she could go anywhere in the world.

Unexpectedly, in just a short while, three people emerged whose martial arts skills far surpassed hers.

When did he go into hiding?

Su Wanyun asked, puzzled.

"Before we came up."

"what!"

Everyone gasped in surprise, a sense of absurdity rising in their hearts.

"There really is a mouse!"

Just as everyone was surprised that this handsome man had arrived first, the Shang Dynasty warrior who had clearly left earlier suddenly returned.

The handsome man in black narrowed his eyes slightly upon seeing the other party return and whispered, "Does the Great Shang Dynasty intend to start a war with the Holy Lotus Sect?"

"You're not qualified!"

The martial artist smiled contemptuously, then suddenly moved and attacked the man in black.

Neither of them were ordinary people; every move they made contained immense power. When they clashed, their true energy overflowed, turning all the trees within a hundred meters into dust.

Zhao Rui had already led everyone to leap backwards to a more distant tree, where they could look down on the two combatants from the air.

"Take note!"

Seeing their fearful expressions, Zhao Rui shook his head and offered a suggestion.

Such a scene of top-level masters dueling is rarely seen. If you don't observe carefully now, what are you thinking?

"Yes, senior!"

The group quickly composed themselves and began to watch intently.

Even Su Wanyun, who always prided herself on her high level of spiritual cultivation, approached with a sullen face.

(End of this chapter)