Online game: Only I can see the hidden information

The black-clad swordsman left, but Wuhen, who was beside Ye Bai, did not.

Now that the grand show has ended and the swordsmanship has been learned,

Logically speaking, Ye Bai should have gone back with Wuhen.

Ye Bai looked at Wuhen beside him and was surprised to find that he had unknowingly become quite far away from him.

Based on this alone, Ye Bai felt that something was wrong!

An ominous premonition crept into my heart.

"Second brother, you..."

Before Ye Bai could even utter a complete sentence, countless sword energies surged before his eyes!

Instinctively, Ye Bai raised the shield in his hand to protect all his vital points.

but,

These sword energies did not harm him in the slightest, but instead formed an indestructible sword prison around him!

Ye Bai was furious. How could a supreme human being attack from behind?

Seemingly seeing through Ye Bai's little scheme, Wuhen said very seriously,

"I did it right in front of you."

Ye Bai: ......

There's nothing more to say now.

Ye Bai felt a sense of déjà vu about the scene before him!

It seems that Xue Meng was trapped in this situation when he first met Wuhen!

Suddenly, Ye Bai was enjoying the same treatment as Da Mengzi!

Second brother, we agreed to be brothers, but you want to act like father and son?!

Ye Bai's expression instantly turned strange. Even if Wuhen killed him today, and Ye Bai died outside, he would never acknowledge Wuhen as his father!

no way!

People may die, heads may be severed, but the order of seniority must not be disordered!

Wuhen saw through Ye Bai's thoughts and casually said,

"Is the eldest brother like a father?"

Ye Bai tried to argue a little more, "Then you're the second brother too..."

Wuhen nodded slightly. "Then is Second Brother like Second Father?"

Ye Bai: ......

People are numb!

When Wuhen has a sword in hand, his reasoning is most sound.

Ye Bai understood this deeply.

Wuhen explained,

"This sword prison is a kind of banishment to this river of time. If you can learn something from it, perhaps you can get out..."

Wuhen didn't expect Ye Bai to be able to learn the entire Sword Prison technique.

In fact, even Xue Menglai couldn't have done that.

Wuhen's expression turned slightly serious, and his playful tone vanished.

"What's about to happen is very dangerous. Anyone could die, neither me nor Xiaoyao. No one is sure they'll survive..."

If it were just dealing with the most powerful demon god, Wuhen wouldn't need to be so cautious.

The problem is, Ying Jiu wants to retrieve Xue Jiu's body!

This is something that the most powerful demon god would never allow!

In other words, both Wuhen and Xiaoyao will face immense pressure and even the risk of their demise!

Both sides were fully aware of the situation.

Ye Bai has always been able to be lively and energetic, causing trouble, all because he has someone protecting him.

By then, Xiaoyao might not even be able to protect himself, let alone Ye Bai.

Humanity must always retain one supreme powerhouse.

"If you can get out of the sword prison on your own, it means you have the ability to participate and protect yourself, and at least you won't be a burden..."

The voice without a trace grew fainter and fainter, and the person and the white horse disappeared from Ye Bai's sight.

Wuhen's meaning is simple: this sword prison won't harm Ye Bai anyway; it's just trapping him in this video recording.

When he can come out is entirely up to Ye Bai himself.

Maybe in the next second, maybe thirty-seven years later...

If Ye Bai were dull enough, even the most powerful demon god might have come knocking on his door before he broke free of the sword prison.

Perhaps, this sword prison will even save Ye Bai.

Despite being inside the sword prison, Ye Bai remained calm and composed.

He didn't take Wuhen's words to heart at all.

Since it's a sword prison, there must be a way to break free.

Ye Bai doesn't need to worry about that.

Have faith in the strongest seed of humanity!

Even a demon.

He sat down cross-legged, with the Heavenly King Sword resting flat on his knees.

This sword was brought out by Nightmare from the Tower of Eternity, and after many twists and turns, it finally ended up in Ye Bai's hands.

The Heavenly King Sword's ancestors were once very powerful, with its strongest equipment being an SSS-level weapon. However, it was damaged in several battles against the most powerful demon gods.

When Ye Bai was still weak, the Heavenly King Sword was indeed a great help, helping him to defeat many formidable enemies.

As Ye Bai's strength increased, the Heavenly King Sword became less and less useful.

Ultimately, Ye Bai was just a half-baked swordsman; his true identity was a mage.

His talent in shield fighting far surpasses his talent in swordsmanship.

At this moment, Ye Bai simply lowered his head, his gaze fixed on the Heavenly King Sword, and the final move of Wuhen seemed to appear before his eyes.

The final attempt to save the day.

After using it, there was good news and bad news.

Good news: I've locked in my health!

Bad news: Death is inevitable once the invincibility ends.

For the past thirty-six years, every time Wuhen unleashed his sword, it not only struck his enemies but also the most powerful demon god.

The moment the 108,001st sword strike is completed will be the moment of Wuhen's death.

Even if Ye Bai didn't want to learn it, he would have mastered it after just one glance.

He slowly closed his eyes and sighed.

"Why learn this unlucky stuff..."

...

In the unseen river of time, after a fierce battle with the supreme demon god, the black-clad swordsman, heavily wounded, left the supreme abyss.

This happened 36 years ago, and only the parties involved know the details.

He came with supreme strength and left as an immortal. Wuhen has stepped down from his supreme strength, but his swordsmanship has advanced even further.

Just as Wuhen's aura weakened slightly,

The Taoist priest, who had been standing still, naturally broke through a certain barrier.

From then on, the human race gained another supreme powerhouse, Xiaoyao.

The black-clad swordsman glanced at the Taoist priest, a slight smile playing on his lips, shook his head, and said earnestly,

"My assessment is far inferior to that of Wuhen."

The Taoist stood there like a statue, silent for a moment, then nodded and said...

"really."

He always speaks the truth.

Xiaoyao asked himself, "If I were to fight the most powerful demon god, I could not achieve such a flawless victory."

To be precise, this is something only Wuhen can do.

the reason is simple,

Because He leaves no trace.

The black-clad swordsman sighed, shook his head, and said helplessly.

"Like a wooden stake, so boring. I hope the next generation can be more interesting, otherwise there's no one to talk to, it's so dull."

With that, He ignored the newly promoted human supreme expert, and didn't even congratulate him, before turning and leaving.

As he walked, Wuhen opened a jar of wine and drank it in large gulps. The wine was as red as blood.

The black-clad swordsman drank blood wine, laughed loudly to the sky, and departed.

"An enemy that can never be killed..."

Not long after the black-clad swordsman left, the Taoist priest raised a finger, and a butterfly landed on it.

Xiaoyao looked at the butterfly on his fingertip, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"Go find someone interesting."

There wasn't much He could do for Wuhen.

Since we owe the other party a life, we should do what we can.

The butterfly was about to flap its wings and take off, but as if sensing something, it stopped.

The Taoist withdrew his fingers and silently calculated in his mind.

"Look again in thirty-six years."