Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 976 - 510: Enlightenment! Nine Heavens Profound Fiend Transforms into Divine Thunder, Majestic Heavenly Might, Summoned by the Sword!_2

Afterward, he wrote on the wall with blood— "The killer is Duan Yun, Young Hero Duan!"

And Ziyu followed beneath his blood writing, writing the equivalent in the Fusang language.

Then, it began to rain.

It was as if even the Lord of Heaven felt Duan Yun's murderous intent, and rain started pouring to wash the earth after his killing.

Duan Yun stood in the rain, with the raindrops bouncing off him, seemingly afraid of his presence.

Lately, he annihilated twelve sects in one breath, not only to fulfill his promise to challenge the Fusang Martial World but also because he wanted to test the sword.

Test the Unparalleled Sword.

Upon getting such a sword, naturally, one must give it a trial run, indulging in the thrill.

Unfortunately, the Fusang Martial World is somewhat underwhelming, at least the twelve sects he encountered were subpar, only one Martial Artist made him draw half a sword.

The sword was drawn halfway, yet the opponent was already split in two, this was already the strongest expert he had encountered.

It is evident that figures like God Jue and the Great Heavenly Dog are rare and hard to come by.

For a moment, Duan Yun felt as lonely as snow.

This heavy rain fell, but the streets did not become clean because the roads here were originally muddy paths full of pits and hollows, with the rain making them even worse.

Duan Yun had just annihilated the Qinghe Martial Pavilion, which could be said to be the actual ruling force of this city; the pavilion itself boasted exquisite architecture, with much of the floor paved with white jade, yet the city they ruled was extremely poor.

Many men and women barely had clothes to cover themselves, appearing very thin.

Duan Yun personally saw an old lady eating a green pepper, meticulously slicing it into thin strips, placing them on two plates, and then closing her eyes to pray.

Every bite of green pepper was accompanied by the words "Delicious!"

Ziyu translated, saying it meant "delicious."

The old lady made a single green pepper feel like a national banquet. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Ziyu explained that this was the local customs of Fusang, known as "ritual sense," meaning even when eating dung, it is made with decorative flowers and placed on a plate, with a demeanor of craftsmanship.

At this time, every household's doors were closed tightly.

For they had received the news that Qinghe Martial Pavilion had been slaughtered.

Even though many in the city benefited from Qinghe Martial Pavilion's tyranny, at this moment they were all subdued, some had already fled.

Because they feared being implicated.

It can only be said that this external deity does not adhere to Martial World rules, making all of Fusang tremble with fear.

Indeed, within just a month, Duan Yun, the Old Demon from Jiu Zhou, had become a household name in Fusang.

Even though he went to Source Valley where the Great Heavenly Dog died, and the news hadn't spread yet, just the feat of killing God Jue was enough to leave people utterly shocked.

Who would have thought that after killing God Jue and many from the Jue family, this Old Demon disappeared for a while?

People thought he had left, but he suddenly reappeared, engaging in a brutal killing spree.

Though Fusang is small, there are already more than a hundred legends about Duan Yun, reincarnated demon star, Fusang disaster, three heads and six arms, even rumors that each toe could perform the Three-Sword Style abound.

While many people were frightened, they also started tracing the origins, wanting to know why this calamity suddenly came to Fusang.

Upon learning that it was because the Jue family provoked him in Hai State, many people began to harshly denounce the Jue family members.

"You idiot! Why did you provoke him?"

"Isn't Fusang enough for your Jue family to show off?"

"Stand up and take responsibility!"

...

If the Jue family were at their peak, absolutely no one would dare say such words, but now that the backbone of the Jue family, God Jue, is dead, along with most of the elite, they naturally became everyone's target.

Facing this immense pressure of condemnation, some members of the Jue family indeed came out to apologize, bowing eighty-one times, crying uncontrollably.

But none of this stopped Duan Yun's rampage.

Even more painful was the fact that the Fusang Martial World, claiming to be several floors above the Jiu Zhou Martial Arts, faced such rampant killing by an outsider, yet no expert dared stand up against him.

It can be said that currently, Duan Yun's status in Fusang is far above that of any Lord Hei.

To know that a few days ago, at least a hundred people came to offer their daughters and wives, only to have them and their families killed instead.

Trying to test Young Hero Duan in this way is to underestimate Young Hero Duan's sense of justice and will?

At this point, Fusang people are completely out of options.

In the city, every household's doors were tightly closed, leaving a group of people feeling like livestock trapped in a cage, waiting to be slaughtered.

Many couldn't help but question— "Why did you provoke him?"

Just as Duan Yun and Ziyu were splashing through the rain, planning to leave for the next place, suddenly a dozen people appeared at the city gate.

These dozen people knelt in a row, very neatly.

"Someone is actually blocking the way?"

For a moment, Duan Yun couldn't help but admire these people.

After all, he had killed so many, there were hardly any who dared kneel before him.

It seems these little Fusang folks still have a bit of courage.

The man in front spoke, and it was a standard Jiu Zhou accent.

"Mr. Duan, Young Hero Duan, please stop the killing!"

"The Lords of Hai are innocent!"

"It's all our fault, our fault for sowing discord, causing misunderstanding between you and the Lords of Hai."

"Really, please stop the killing!"

...

For a moment, the cries and howls blended into one, feeling even more unbearable than if their own parents had just died.

These people were naturally all the Lord Hai's followers.

Saying it was more painful than the death of one's parents was an underestimation of their grief.

Every time Duan Yun killed someone, every time he wiped out a faction, their hearts bled.

Because those killed were their revered Lord Hai!

Many Fusang people discovered that the reason Duan Yun landed on the island was due to these followers' instigations.

Thus, many followers were beaten to death by Fusang people on the way.

The lucky surviving followers held no grudge against the Fusang people. Instead, they immediately looked inward, coming to ask Duan Yun to stop the slaughter.

Because although the Lord Hai was killed, their hearts bore the pain.

To prevent the continued innocent slaughter of their Lords Hai, they were willing to do anything.

So at this moment, although this group hated Duan Yun to the core, cursed him hundreds and thousands of times in their hearts, wishing for him to die hundreds of horrifying deaths, they nonetheless swallowed their pride and came humbly to plead "rationally."

"Young Hero Duan, no more killing; any more and it will incite a blood feud between Jiu Zhou and Fusang. If a real fight breaks out, you might not be able to bear the responsibility."

"Yes! Enough have died; the Hai State and Fusang people hold no grudges. Why not let it go and give Jiuzhou Martial Arts some dignity?"

...

Hearing this, Duan Yun couldn't help but chuckle.

"Dignity? Does this Young Hero lack dignity?"

"Wasn't it you who said this bunch of swine and dogs were strong? Are you laughing when this Young Hero has cut through the Fusang Martial World?"

"So, tell me, is the Fusang Martial World penetrated or not?"

...

"Yes, it's penetrated! It's really penetrated!"

"Young Hero Duan, please stop."

"We beg you."

....

Duan Yun shook his head and said, "For me, it hasn't nearly been penetrated enough; it would take at least ten or a hundred times more to count as a minor penetration."

"Didn't some of you say you wanted to be born as Fusang people in your next life? For me, by the time you're born in your next life, Fusang won't even exist, and only then maybe it's penetrated."

Hearing this, the faces of these followers turned pale.

"Mr. Duan, Young Hero Duan, are you joking?"

Duan Yun replied, "Joking, at this moment?"

This statement made the group utterly panic.

The one in front shouted with a hoarse voice, "If you're going to kill Fusang people, kill me first! Step over my dead body!"

Duan Yun shook his head and said, "I'm not going to kill you; I want you to watch carefully how I penetrate through these Fusang people."

"No, don't!"

Duan Yun no longer paid attention to them, walking straight ahead.

Behind him, someone threatened, "Old Demon Duan, do you believe I'll commit suicide to show you!"

"You will incur divine retribution!"

"You will die!"

These people, with tears in their eyes, were a true portrayal of blood and tears.

Rumble!

The thunder roared loudly, lightning struck amid the pouring rain.

Suddenly, lightning and thunder struck where Duan Yun stood, catching the followers' attention.

Divine retribution!

Old Demon Duan deserves to be struck dead by divine retribution!

For killing the Lords Hai!

But after the lightning, Duan Yun still stood the same place, even burping, exclaiming, "This thunder tastes quite pure."

In the next moment, more lightning fell.

At this time, Duan Yun's extraordinary wisdom flashed, and his unparalleled sword was already unsheathed!

"Mighty Divine Lightning, descend! By the sword, I summon the magnificent heavenly power!"

The followers widened their eyes, only to see Duan Yun bathed in the thunder, reciting loudly, surrounded by sword light.

Hey, isn't this supposed to be divine punishment?

Heavenly Thunder?

How come you seem tamed, even more obedient than his son?

At this moment, Duan Yun was already crafting his own swordsmanship, commanding the Heavenly Thunder.

"Old Demon Duan, may you die a miserable death!"

Watching this scene, two followers couldn't endure the psychological blow and died from sheer rage!