I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Several miles away.

Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back on the top of a towering ancient tree, his toes lightly touching the tenderest leaf at the very top, swaying gently in the breeze, like a banished immortal descending to earth.

A satisfied smile curved his lips.

The purpose of this trip has been successfully achieved.

Not only did he put on a grand show in front of Wuming, but more importantly, he used the "Martial Arts Heavenly Eye" to completely understand the secrets of the "Heavenly Sword" when Wuming used it!

Furthermore, based on this, a sword realm that is stronger and more domineering than "Heavenly Sword" was deduced!

Boundless Sword Realm!

If the nameless "Heavenly Sword" is in accordance with the way of Heaven, using the power of Heaven to suppress people.

Then Jiang Chen's "Boundless Sword Realm" is lawless and unrestrained, and he respects his own "sword principles"!

In the "Boundless Sword Realm", I am the heaven, I am the law!

Ten thousand swords submit! All things can be sworded! Ten thousand swords can fall silent!

This is the true supreme master of swordsmanship!

"With this Boundless Sword Realm, who in this world can withstand my sword strike?" Jiang Chen's eyes gleamed with brilliance, his heart filled with boundless pride.

The next morning.

At the summit of Tianshan Mountain, the cold wind howls and the snow is pristine.

The huge three-section school grounds were now teeming with people and filled with deafening noise.

In preparation for this earth-shattering battle, Xiong Ba issued a wide invitation to heroes from all martial arts sects to come and witness the event.

The leaders, elders, and elite disciples of various sects took their seats on the stands on both sides of the training ground, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the students.

"They're here! The people from Wushuang City are here!" Someone shouted from the crowd, and everyone's eyes immediately turned to the entrance.

A large group of people walked into the training ground.

The leader was none other than Dugu Ming, the young city lord of Wushuang City.

Behind him followed Duan Lang, the bald monk Shi Wuzun, and several elite disciples of Wushuang City.

However, after scanning the crowd, they still couldn't find the person they were looking forward to.

"Huh? Where's the Sword Saint? I can't find him."

"Yes, today is the day of the decisive battle. Why hasn't the Sword Saint, the main character, appeared yet?"

"Could it be that he was afraid of Xiong Ba and ran away in the face of battle?"

"Nonsense! How could a Sword Saint possibly desert in the face of battle! Perhaps he's a master who operates in secrecy, appearing and disappearing like a dragon."

The crowd discussed it amongst themselves, puzzled and confused.

Dugu Ming listened to the surrounding discussions and his face turned somewhat ugly. However, he did not know where his uncle had gone, so he could only bite the bullet and lead everyone to sit down at the seats in Wushuang City.

Duan Lang, expressionless, held the Fire Kirin Sword, his gaze sweeping across the entire scene as if searching for something.

Meanwhile, inside the Fengyun Hall.

The atmosphere was so oppressive it was suffocating.

Bu Jingyun, his eyes bloodshot and his expression blank, held Kong Ci's cold body, motionless.

Kong Ci's severed arm had been carefully stitched up with needle and thread. Although the wound was gruesome, at least his body was preserved intact.

"Ci...you won't die...Brother Yun will take you away now..." Bu Jingyun murmured to himself, his voice hoarse, as if a cuckoo was crying blood.

Just then, a trembling voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"Master Yun... Master Yun..."

"The...the gang leader has ordered you to proceed to the third branch campus immediately..."

The messenger stood at the door, trembling with fear, not daring to even breathe.

Upon hearing this voice, Bu Jingyun's previously blank eyes instantly erupted with overwhelming rage and killing intent.

"Get out!!!" A thunderous shout rang out.

Bu Jingyun suddenly raised his hand and struck out with a palm from a distance!

boom!

The heavy wooden door shattered into countless fragments in an instant!

The underling who was delivering the order outside didn't even have time to scream before he was struck by the violent force of the palm strike, coughing up blood. He was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the stone steps more than ten feet away, where he died instantly!

"No one can disturb me and Ci..." Bu Jingyun didn't even glance at the underling, gently picked up Kong Ci's body, and slowly walked out.

"Ci, it's too noisy here."

"Let's go somewhere where there's no one else, somewhere just the two of us..."

"No one can stop us anymore..."

Three branch campuses.

"The leader has arrived—!!!" With a loud announcement, the noisy training ground instantly fell silent.

On the high platform, an imposing figure strode over.

It was none other than Xiong Ba, the leader of the World Society!

Dressed in a golden dragon robe and wearing a purple-gold crown, he walked with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, exuding an imposing aura without anger.

However, to everyone's surprise, Xiong Ba was not surrounded by his usual retinue.

Only his eldest disciple, Qin Shuang, followed behind him.

Not only were the two hall masters, Feng and Yun, nowhere to be seen, but even Wen Chou Chou, the chief steward who always fawned over Xiong Ba, was nowhere to be found.

Xiong Ba walked to the center of the high platform and sat down on the dragon throne, a symbol of power, with an air of authority.

Qin Shuang stood below with a solemn expression and respect.

Xiong Ba's gaze was like lightning as he looked down over the entire training ground, a cold, domineering smile playing on his lips.

Today is the day he will dominate the world, completely destroy Wushuang City, and unify the martial arts world!

On the seats of Wushuang City.

Although Duan Lang appeared calm on the surface, his eyes kept glancing around, as if he were somewhat anxious.

"Why hasn't that kid arrived yet?" Duan Lang muttered to himself.

Just then, a familiar figure walked out from the crowd.

The man was dressed in a snow-white robe, exuding an otherworldly aura, with a lazy smile on his face; it was Jiang Chen.

"Brother Lang!" Jiang Chen saw Duan Lang from afar, waved, and strode over.

Upon seeing Jiang Chen appear, Duan Lang's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.

After Jiang Chen sat down next to him, Duan Lang immediately leaned over, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously:

"Jiang Chen, you've finally arrived! Do you know what earth-shattering event happened yesterday?!"

"Oh? What's the big deal?" Jiang Chen asked, feigning ignorance, and casually picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

"Hehe, you'll be shocked when I tell you!" Duan Lang's eyes gleamed with gossip as he vividly described the story:

"Yesterday, Feng and Yun had a decisive battle at the waterfall, all for the sake of that maid, Kong Ci!"

"And guess what? Bu Jingyun actually tried to kill Nie Feng, but Kong Ci took a blow for him to save him and died on the spot!"

"Even more shocking is that, before she died, Kong Ci said that she married Qin Shuang because of the gang leader's order, and gave her body to Bu Jingyun out of pity, but the person she truly loved was actually Nie Feng!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, this relationship is so complicated, it's even more dramatic than anything in a play!"

"Isn't Qin Shuang pitiful? His wife died not long after their marriage, and what's more, she loved the Third Junior Brother but slept with the Second Junior Brother. This cuckoldry is truly unprecedented!"

Seeing Duan Lang's animated and storytelling manner, Jiang Chen almost spat out his tea.

Although he already knew the plot, hearing it from Duan Lang himself had a unique flavor.

"Indeed...it's pretty tragic." Jiang Chen suppressed a laugh and echoed.

Just as the two were whispering to each other, below the high platform...

A disciple of the World Society rushed up to Qin Shuang and presented her with a letter:

"Master Shuang, this is a letter left by Master Feng."

Upon hearing this, Qin Shuang's previously expressionless face finally showed a slight change.

He took the envelope with trembling hands, opened it, and read the contents.

The letter was short and the handwriting was messy, clearly written in a hurry.

The gist of it is that Kong Ci died to save him, and felt extremely guilty. She had no face to face her senior brother, nor could she stay in the World Society any longer. Therefore, she chose to leave alone and wander the world. Do not think of her.

After reading the letter, Qin Shuang slowly closed her eyes. There wasn't much sadness on her face, but rather a numbness as if her heart had turned to ashes.

Having experienced yesterday's absurd and cruel tragedy, my heart is already riddled with holes.

Even something as trivial as being cuckolded by his junior brother had happened, so Nie Feng's departure didn't seem to matter much to him.

A moment later, Qin Shuang exhaled a chilling aura from her palm, and the letter in her hand instantly turned into countless ice shards, which scattered in the wind.

He then resumed his icy expression and stood quietly, like an emotionless statue.