"Sword Saint, hurry and go. Let me deal with these Demon Beasts."

Heimu swung the longsword in his hand, slashing toward the vicious beasts.

At the same time, he spoke to the Sword Saint with an easy, graceful air.

To Heimu, these Demon Beasts weren’t even qualified to fight him.

"Many thanks, young hero."

The Sword Saint clasped his fists in salute, then carried his longsword and left in a sorry, bedraggled state.

Seeing the Sword Saint had gone far.

Heimu no longer hesitated.

He directly used the Sword Control Technique.

From the sorrowful sword case, eighteen flying swords shot out.

Sword Qi raged in all directions.

In an instant, countless Demon Beast corpses were strewn across the ground, blood dyeing the desert red.

When the last Demon Beast collapsed onto the ground.

Heimu with an elegant expression sheathed the longsword in his hand, a slight curve lifting the corner of his lips.

This time, saving the Sword Saint had paved the way for him to gain a foothold in the Blackwater Alliance in the future.

Heimu once again mounted his longsword and flew.

By nightfall, he arrived at Dragon Sect Road.

But as he reached Dragon Sect Road, a sudden commotion rose from the ground below.

And in the sky above, a barrier appeared as well.

The barrier was enormous, almost stretching to the horizon.

On the barrier were written two words: No Entry. Trespassers bear the consequences.

"Damn it~"

Heimu cursed at the barrier.

Only then did he put away his longsword, dropping from the sky and landing amidst the crowd.

On Black Sect Road, people were packed shoulder to shoulder, impatience showing plainly on everyone’s faces.

Some were even cursing furiously.

"Brother, what’s going on up ahead?"

Heimu found an old man to ask.

A sharp light flashed in the old man’s eyes; he was clearly an expert as well. He gripped a cane in his hand and moved with some difficulty.

"The four Jiang Family brothers set up a roadblock here to stop travelers from passing."

"Their motive, I reckon, is to keep people from competing with their eldest brother for the position of Alliance Hierarch."

The old man’s cold gaze locked on the four Jiang Family brothers up ahead.

Hearing this, Heimu instantly blew his cover.

He charged straight out from the crowd, attacking the four men at the front.

"Four Jiang Family dogs, get the hell out of this young master’s way!"

Heimu roared as he rushed forward.

The longsword in his hand had already flown out.

The four Jiang Family brothers were all tall and burly.

Their muscles bulged all over, the eight-pack abs on their bellies extremely eye-catching, and each of their necks bore an Azure Dragon tattoo.

Their eyes gleamed with a hungry-wolf glare.

The four were tough characters too; if they sensed someone stronger than themselves, they wouldn’t make a move.

But if someone weaker than them wanted to pass, they’d first ask that person to hand over two front teeth.

"Just you, and you think you can pass?"

The four of them sensed the aura coming off him.

That aura showed his strength to be only around the Earth Saint Realm.

However, the four of them didn’t know that the Cultivation Technique Heimu trained in was extremely strange, allowing him to kill across realms.

Not to mention he also carried Qing Hanyu’s soul within him.

"Divine Dragon Roaring Fist!"

Jiang Tao directly unleashed his finishing move.

The Divine Dragon Roaring Fist was incomparably imposing.

As Spiritual Energy gathered on his fist, a dragon wreathed in flames appeared on his knuckles.

His whole body was wrapped in dragon-shaped Spiritual Energy.

A dragon’s roar rumbled from the ground.

The momentum was quite terrifying.

The flame-wreathed dragon head on his fist smashed heavily toward Heimu.

Heimu tapped the ground with both feet, body shooting up, spinning in midair in concert with the longsword in his hand.

A sword cry rang out in the air.

The longsword quickly crashed into Jiang Tao’s fist.

A massive wave of energy blasted outward.

The bluestone slabs on the ground were sent flying.

The longsword in Heimu’s hand trembled violently.

The powerful fist wind carried both him and his sword hurtling backward.

In order not to lose face before the crowd.

Heimu finished with a flashy carp-flip and landed gracefully on the ground.

The next second.

A bead of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

The fist wind came fast and went fast.

But the residual force of the punch spread through his body like well-aged wine.

Boom, boom, boom~

In an instant, he’d been struck eighteen times by the aftershocks of that fist.

His face gradually turned pale.

"Master, I’ll leave it to you."

Heimu spoke in his heart.

The next second.

His entire bearing changed, icy coldness surfacing in his eyes.

A large saber appeared in his palm.

Black mist coiled around the saber, and there seemed to be black water flowing from its tip.

Without another word, Heimu lifted the long saber, and his figure abruptly vanished from the ground.

When his figure appeared again, the four Jiang Family brothers were already lying down, a line of blood across each of their necks.

The four looked as if they’d seen a ghost, their eyes full of confusion.

At this moment, the Qing Han Jade attached to his body quietly drifted back into that wisp of tattoo.

Heimu took a pill from his chest and put it in his mouth; only then did some color gradually return to his face.

"Truly, heroes are born young."

"Young hero, what a mighty display, killing these four. Most satisfying!"

"May I ask the young hero’s esteemed name, and would you be willing to travel together?"

Seeing the four Jiang Family brothers lying in a pool of blood, everyone felt a long-held breath finally released.

They showered Heimu with praise.

Heimu clasped his fists, sweeping his gaze around.

"You flatter me. I am the grandson of the Black Emperor. When I saw these four Jiang Family brothers blocking the road, I merely exerted a bit of effort."

Heimu enjoyed the feeling of being fawned over.

In his heart he was already overjoyed, but his expression remained calm.

After becoming acquainted with the crowd, he set out together with a squad called the Sky Wolf Corps.

The members of the Sky Wolf Corps treated him like a hero.

They practically wanted to carry him along in a palanquin.

The members of the Sky Wolf Corps believed that since this man was the Black Emperor’s grandson and his skills were formidable.

He would surely become the Blackwater Alliance’s Alliance Hierarch in the future. Following him would be no different from standing on a dragon’s head; when it was time to take off, how hard could it be?

This battle also established Heimu’s authority in the Blackwater Secret Realm.

Every cultivator who passed through Dragon Sect Road knew the name Heimu.

Dusk was falling, and the travelers had no choice but to find an inn to rest.

After all, the Blackwater Secret Realm was by no means a truly safe place. Although the Blackwater Alliance no longer had any particularly powerful Evil Sects.

There were still plenty of blood-sucking, flesh-eating fiends, as well as Evil Sects lurking in the dark.

Hei Mi and the others had now arrived at a place called Dragon Tail Town.

The Blackwater Alliance had Male Mountain at its rear, and Male Mountain stretched for several Wan li.

It only came to an end at Dragon Tail Town.

So they gave this place the name Dragon Tail Town.

Heimu, riding on a Flying Cloud Tiger, looked around at the inns near Dragon Tail Town.

In front of the Dragon Tail Town inns were countless mounts, clearly belonging to other travelers on the road.

The lanterns on the street corners were already lit, their light hazy.

The small town was lined with scenes of bustling liveliness.

Because there were too many guests, the inns in Dragon Tail Town were basically all full.

Only one inn was sparsely populated.

The first floor of this inn was quite lively, but the windows on the second floor were overgrown with wild grass, giving off a withered, desolate feel.

"Let’s stay here."