Chapter 442: Do You Guys All Play Games Like This?

“The… the Sword Slave died just like that?!”

Everyone fell back in retreat the moment they saw Fang Qi descend, as if fleeing from a plague; the cultivators who had been crowding the area so densely just moments ago, some even harboring designs to snatch the magical treasures after Fang Qi was killed, now felt a piercing chill seep into their very bones!

They had witnessed with their own eyes just how terrifying this Sword Slave truly was!

To say nothing of that bizarre, utterly immortal ability devoid of any weakness, just on the merits of swordsmanship alone, many present would have found it difficult to withstand the sheer might of a single one of its strikes!

Such a humanoid weapon of war was nothing short of a living nightmare in their eyes.

It was almost unimaginable what a horrific nightmare it would be if such a thing were to one day descend upon their own heads.

There was simply no way to contend with it; perhaps even resistance was nothing more than a delusion borne of wishful thinking.

Should a cultivator be a bit faint of heart, merely witnessing the dreadful power of this Sword Slave would likely leave a permanent shadow upon their soul.

Yet just a moment ago, just now, these two Sword Slaves that made everyone tremble with fear had actually knelt prostrate before this young man, taking their own lives the instant he commanded them to do so!

Such a turn of events had completely shattered the boundaries of everyone's imagination, as if the figure standing before them were not a man, but—the God of Swords!

Perhaps only a deity among swords could achieve such a feat.

“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!” Several youths from the Nangong family looked as though they had seen a ghost; the Nangong family's Sword Slaves were invincible, yet who could have expected them to kneel today before a youth who had emerged from nowhere and commit suicide on the spot?!

The image of overwhelming, monstrous terror they once held crumbled within their minds.

It collapsed utterly, grinding down into nothing but fine dust.

“What… what technique did you just use?!” a youth from the Nangong family asked in sheer terror.

“Just a single strike of the Sword God,” Owner Fang replied, looking left and right without spotting a trash can; to avoid polluting the environment, a flame erupted from his hand, instantly reducing the cigarette butt to ashes as he casually added, “The Sword God unleashed through the Heavenly Sword Realm.”

Originally, Fang Qi’s Heavenly Sword Realm had only just touched upon the edge of its threshold, but after his potential was stimulated, he was able to truly pass through the gates.

When Wuming attained the Heavenly Sword Realm, ten thousand swords submitted; at its absolute depth, no one could draw a sword in his presence, and opening the Sword Realm was a matter of course, so if Fang Qi could enter that gate, his power would naturally be matchless.

As for the Shushan Sect's Sword God, being the ultimate sword-controlling technique, if the two forces combined could not even command two demonized swords, that would be the true wonder.

“Heavenly Sword… Sword God?!” On this day, nearly every cultivator in the entire Yuanyang City remembered these two staggering names.

On this day, they witnessed a swordsmanship never before heard of, one capable of striking awe and submission into all the swords under heaven!

Owner Fang patted the shoulder of the Nangong family youth who had been crying out for blood just moments before.

A strong stench of urine wafted out as the youth instantly broke down.

Owner Fang muttered, “…Am I really that frightening?”

The heavily built City Master surnamed Zong and the middle-aged man in the long robe quickly came forward to greet him, the City Master cupping his hands as he said, “I never expected Your Excellency’s swordsmanship to have reached such a pinnacle of perfection; may I ask under which master Your Excellency studied?”

“My master?” Owner Fang spoke up, “The one who taught me the Heavenly Sword is named Wuming, and as for the Sword God… well, actually, a lot of people know that one.”

“…” Zong Wu’s face twitched; a lot of people know it?!

“Then… may I ask where these grand masters reside?!” the middle-aged man in the long robe asked hurriedly, “Might this humble one go and pay them a visit?”

Owner Fang hesitated, “Well, about that…”

Zong Wu’s face showed disappointment, “Could it be that the seniors are unwilling to meet the likes of us?”

“In my view, some people are probably not qualified to meet the seniors,” the middle-aged man in the long robe said, sweeping his gaze across the crowd, causing several individuals with malicious intent to instinctively shrink back and hastily make their exit.

“You can see them, but it costs two crystals an hour,” Owner Fang spoke up just at that moment.

“Ah—?!”

There was a way like this?

Not only were City Master Zong Wu and the middle-aged man in the long robe dumbfounded, but everyone around them was completely stupefied as well.

After a brief silence, Zong Wu said, “Then please, Your Excellency, lead us there to see them!”

Looking at his expression, if no restrictions were placed, he looked as though he would want to sleep alongside the “seniors” tonight.

Before long, dozens of people followed Owner Fang, marching formidably into the internet cafe.

Inside the cafe, a few hairy-faced fellows, who looked as though they hadn't fully evolved or something, were holding bowls of instant noodles, watching something with absolute relish.

A large white deer sat right by the entrance, clutching a bottle of Coke and crying out in excitement at the screen.

On the small blackboard, it was written: 2 crystals per hour.

This… allows you to meet seniors from all realms.

Zong Wu pointed at the "Main Attraction" on the small blackboard, “What is this *The Legend of Sword and Fairy 3*?”

Where were the seniors?!

Looking left and right, he did not see a single senior.

Li Qin'er was still a bit dazed; how did the boss step out for a bit and bring back so many customers?!

She quickly stepped forward, “Honored customers, what would you like?”

“Our shop’s main attraction right now is *The Legend of Sword and Fairy 3*, it’s especially… uh… especially badass!” Li Wuya had changed his phrasing by now, feeling that speaking this way made him sound more like an old driver of the shop.

Zong Wu cupped his hands, “This humble one wishes to see a senior who knows the Sword God.”

“Then playing *The Legend of Sword and Fairy 3* is even more correct; not only is there the Sword God, but also the Demon Flame Flash Empty Slash, the Kingdom-Toppling Silver Bullet Wave, Demon Respect Lou, Divine General Fei Peng…”

Rarely seeing so many customers at once, Li Wuya introduced it with great enthusiasm.

Everyone looked at one another in bewilderment, “???”

Zong Wu froze for a moment, then looked at the middle-aged man in the long robe next to him, “Elder Yu, how about we…”

That middle-aged man surnamed Yu was an elder in charge of the Taiwang Pavilion at the Haotian Academy; he nodded his head.

Following Owner Fang's explanation, they entered the game.

Dozens of onlookers gathered behind them, including the guards who had come along and a small portion of cultivators who had been watching outside earlier and did not feel guilty since they held no ill intentions.

A scene abruptly appeared before their eyes; they entered into the mirror, entering right into that imagery, where celestial mountains towered and white clouds drifted—that was the true Immortal Realm!

That purple-robed immortal stood right before their very eyes!

Being there in person, that terrifying aura was almost enough to suffocate a person instantly.

This was a true immortal! And the strongest divine general of the God Realm!

A terrifying powerhouse who could crush them into fine powder with a single finger!

“What is this?!” Elder Yu practically leapt from his seat, his voice filled with shock and horror.

“Is this the Immortal Realm?!” Zong Wu’s face was filled with terror, “I saw an immortal?!”

“The immortals and gods are fighting, quick! Run!”

The two of them threw down the virtual headsets in fright.

“So terrifying!” They said, their hearts still pounding with lingering fear.

“Inside… there are immortals inside!”

Elder Yu was drenched in cold sweat, “Fortunately, this old man ran fast! Too terrifying! A single sword strike even caused the celestial palace to collapse!”

“To actually be able to escape from the hands of an immortal, this seat has something to boast about for the rest of my life!”

“This elder even saw a demon king, luckily I wasn't discovered by him!” Elder Yu said in sheer horror.

Turning around, one could only see a crowd of dumbfounded onlookers.

And there was Boss Fang, equally stupefied: "Didn't I already tell you this is a game? Is this how you all play games?"

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