Chapter 1161: Dongfang Bubai, Martial Paragon

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the past, Happy had needed to be really careful when he fought against those at the peak of Myth Realm. He had to use Dragon Swings Its Tail to reflect his opponent’s damage and attack his enemy swiftly so that he could catch them off-guard. Then, he used Full Winds in Long Skies to release a power that no one could hope to block.

But now, those at the peak of Myth Realm were no longer anything Happy.

Even when he faced a full-powered strike from an enraged elite at the peak of Myth Realm, Happy never even frowned.

Clang!

A soft whine rose. With a thrust that was executed with no flourish whatsoever, he pierced through the seemingly mysterious and unfathomable black hole and the white saber glare.

Bang!

The complete saber glare shattered in Silver Dragon Lama’s sleeve.

Almost at the same time, Silver Dragon Lama had his chest pierced through by the longsword. He did not even have the chance to cry out in shock.

His body was frozen on the spot, even his posture remained the same as before he died.

He looked like a puppet lifted by a string. He retained his posture of opening his arms and pouncing forward. But his eyes were filled with shock. He stared at the blood gushing out of the hole in his chest.

Not far in the distance, Thousand-faced Human Fox watched silently as the qi from Silver Dragon Lama swiftly vanished. Faint shock flashed in his eyes. When he looked at Happy, respect appeared in his eyes.

Osaya could not help but suck in a sharp breath as well.

There were not many elites at the peak of Myth Realm, and each of them had the ability of a sect master. All of them were existences who stood at the top of all other martial artists.

Even though she had previously thought that Happy was just relying on ultimate techniques and instantly bursts of power to win, when she personally witnessed an elite at the peak of Myth Realm dying with just one move from Happy, she finally realized that she had still underestimated Happy.

Since he had his spirit sense on, the authentic reactions from the duo did not Happy’s “eye”.

He slowly drew his sword from Silver Dragon Lama’s chest after he had all his life drained from him. Happy’s expression was indifferent as he sheathed his sword in a relaxed manner. He said, “Let’s go.”

The other two did not dare to show any form of disrespect. They quickly followed behind him.

The scattered light from the bonfires in the camp danced behind them, and it gradually faded away.

Quite a number of people further into the camp saw Silver Dragon Lama’s death, and after many of them witnessed Happy’s skills, they simultaneously chose to remain silent.

Happy’s group might seem weak, but they did not run into anyone trying to stop them again. Under many people’s gazes, they moved through different factions of power while the flickering light shone on them. Soon, they arrived at the depths of the ruins of the former Dragon Gate Inn.

The ruins of the former Dragon Gate Inn appeared to be so dilapidated that only broken walls were left of it. On it was a thick layer of yellow sand. Even though quite a bit of sand had been removed from it, it was still really hard to tell just how it looked like.

Beyond the ruins was a surface that looked rather flat. Four small bonfires were lit around it, and there were also four factions of power over there. Each faction of power occupied one corner, and the camps were divided clearly.

Whoosh!

Right when Happy, Thousand-faced Human Fox, and Osaya entered the place, dozens of eyes from the four factions of power were trained on them. Their gazes were intense and also cold as well as mighty. Their expressions were hostile.

Silence reigned.

When Thousand-faced Human Fox looked over, he was terrified.

There was not a single familiar face from the four corners of the empty grounds, but each of them possessed qi that did not lose to his.

Which meant that they were at the later stage of Myth Realm!

Among the four groups of people, even the ones who were the weakest were already at the later stage of Myth Realm, and there were not many of them. Most of them were at the peak of Myth Realm!

Also, there were at least one elite at the dao of heaven near the four bonfires to ensure that the cold did not touch the bonfires. The fires burned brightly to illuminate red chests.

Thousand-faced Human Fox might be behind Happy, but he was still so stunned by the scene in front of him that his breathing froze.

Happy stopped at the edge of the plains. Calmly, he assessed the situation of the people near the bonfires.

To the north, which was the bonfire right across him, was a man who had extraordinary qi and seemed to have great status. He might be leaning against a broken wall, but there was a pure white pelt behind him. That was a rare item that money could not buy. Even when he leaned against it casually, a heroic feeling that made him seem as if he stood above all other people in the world rose from him, and he became the center of attention in the area.

A noble and domineering air that formed a perfect, harmonious mix appeared on this mysterious man.

Beside him were a group of Myth Realm elites. A few of them had light armor on them. Behind them were hundreds of capable fighters, causing the person to look even more extraordinary.

“Martial Paragon of the Turkic People!”

Happy only cast him a brief glance before his pupils shrank slightly. He had already managed to recognize the man.

Martial Paragon Bi Xuan!

He had been famous in the world of martial artists for decades. When he attacked, there was no one he could not defeat. When he fought, there was no battle he could not win. He was also someone who could be considered to be in the dao of heaven for a long time. It was no wonder why he could still display such splendor and appear so domineering even when he was surrounded by other heroes.

Happy looked away and saw a Chinese martial artist who nodded in his direction.

His pupils shrank once more.

Thousand-faced Human Fox might not know these people, but he knew half of them!

Ye Gucheng!

His fight against him at Ten Thousand Years Mountain, which was at the Forbidden City, might have been short and hurried, but Ye Gucheng’s elegance when he attacked with just one slash had delivered a great shock to him. He had a deep impression toward this uncle of the emperor, who still vied for the throne.

Ye Gucheng might not give off as domineering a presence as Bi Xuan while he occupied his corner, but he appeared colder and more arrogant!

Gathered beside Ye Gucheng were elites from all over the Chinese plains. They wielded all sorts of weapons and looked as if they were made of bronze. They were all prideful, amazing people who were rarely seen. If they were in the Chinese plains, they were all at the level of sect masters.

These people were gathered around Ye Gucheng to form a strength that did not lose to Martial Paragon Bi Xuan’s force. They kept a steady hold over the east side of the area.

Across Ye Gucheng was a group of barbarians.

At the corner was a group of barbarians who were dressed in a very eye-catching manner. They generously revealed their sturdy muscles. All of them were well-built and were full of energy. The person in the lead was an old man who had his face covered by a black cloak and his body covered in a tattered, black shirt.

Happy believed him to be an old man because this man’s hands, which were left outside his sleeves, were shrivelled up. Those were hands belonging to either sick people at their deathbed or by really old people. But what truly shocked Happy was that this person only had six fingers left, and it was incredibly terrifying.

The mysterious old man had around ten Myth Realm elites surrounding him, and he gave off the feeling that he had fused with darkness, and it was easy for him to blend into the background without anyone noticing him. If Happy’s spirit sense had not been incredibly sensitive, he might have overlooked this elite at the dao of heaven.

‘Six fingers…’

Happy frowned slightly.

Even though he instinctively thought of Six-fingered Demonic Zither, who was an elite from the Chinese plains, he also remembered that Demonic Zither was born with an abnormality—he had one extra finger on each hand compared to other people. He had six fingers on each other, and not that he only had six fingers from both hands.

“Who is he?”

He was definitely not anyone easy to deal with if he could occupy a spot before Martial Paragon Bi Xuan and Heavenly Flying Immortal Ye Gucheng. Happy committed his presence to memory.

The last person occupied the south…

He had a snow-white fox pelt that spread over a circular area of 32 feet. A crowd of women chatted with each other. They generously revealed the milky white skin on their chests and thighs. Right before the elites, they brought out fruits from the exquisite and beautiful pots in their hands to feed the beautiful lady who laid on their laps.

Just as Happy sized up the people in the area, the beautiful lady who was laying among the servant girls turned her head around, and an enchanting face covered in thick makeup appeared before Happy’s eyes.

She sized up Happy, and her bright red lips curled up.

Happy said nothing.

Thousand-faced Human Fox watched the “woman” who was surrounded by beautiful girls, he only quirked his eyebrows in surprise. He seemed to have guessed the person’s identity.

But when Happy saw this person’s face, he suddenly had a strange feeling appear in his heart. A person’s name flashed in his mind.

Sunflower Manual! Dongfang Bubai!

At the moment this name showed up in Happy’s mind, he remembered the seemingly intentional gaze Dongfang Bubai cast on him, and suddenly, Happy felt his skin crawl.

At this moment, Happy had already gauged the strengths of the people from the four factions of power.

Martial Paragon Bi Xuan, Heavenly Flying Immortal Ye Gucheng, Dongfang Bubai, who caused the sun to rise from the east, and the mysterious old man who came from West Region.

But as Happy joined the crowd, the balance from the four factions of power instantly changed a little.

Osaya could not hide her presence from the other elites of Myth Realm, much less the elites in the dao of heaven.

Once the Martial Paragon, Ye Gucheng, and Dongfang Bubai saw them, they put on derisive expressions and looked away. They did not want to get up or have the intention to give up some space for them.

But Happy was not in a hurry.

He stood where he was quietly until Evil King and Empress Yin came forward from behind him. They stopped nearby.

Happy knew that the elites at the dao of heaven did not just fight with their strength. They also competed with each other using their status and displays of power.

He could tolerate being ignored. But Evil King and Empress Yin were people who had been famous for a long time in the world of martial artists. They would definitely not be willing to be ignored and be given the cold shoulder.

Boom!

When the two elites in the dao of heaven arrived, as Happy expected, a conflict exploded.

The evil aura that caused him to look down on the world exploded swiftly from Evil King Shi Zhixuan! A violent gust of wind attacked the area, and it charged at the bonfires in the four directions without holding back.

“Hmph!”

Martial Paragon Bi Xuan’s expression changed slightly. An even fiercer and sonorous qi swept out of the area.

Boom!

Two invisible waves of energy clashed in the air. Sands and stones instantly flew, but an unseen aura appeared near every group of people to resist the sand from touching them.

But since Ye Gucheng entered the dao of heaven later than Evil King, he did not choose to fight head on against the pressure from these elites at the dao of heaven. He stated clearly, “Welcome, Evil King, Empress Yin. I’ve heard of your name for a long time.”

Once he said those words, Evil King quickly retracted his qi from that area.

The mysterious old man from the west raised his hand and brought out an incredibly old and worn down zither from his dark and wide cloak.

At the moment the fierce gust of wind came at him, he pushed down on the strings with one hand without even looking at it.

Twang!

A powerful zither force shot out violently.

The qi that spread out from Evil King was blocked by an invisible qi wave that was formed in the air 32 feet away from the mysterious old man. It let out sounds that shook the air.

Only Dongfang Bubai remained surrounded by the chattering women, as if he did not sense it at all.

When he saw this, Happy’s gaze on Dongfang Bubai became even graver, and he was shocked.

‘Dongfang Bubai, he’s amazing…’