Demon Sword Sect's Undercover-Chapter 832 - 831: Under the Killing Whip

Hou Niao never expected to find himself in such a predicament, the last words of Yue Duo echoed in his ears,

"Remember, two things are very important. First, you must form your Core as soon as possible; improving your own strength is your biggest guarantee for survival. Here, nobody cares if a few people die.

Second, our chance to leave is sixty years later, when Hell Star and Jinxiu realign. You must survive until that day to have a chance to escape.

Next, we will be separated. How you survive those sixty years depends entirely on your own abilities. Do not rely on anyone else."

Hou Niao seized the moment, "Senior Sister, is there anything to know about these envoys from the Upper Realm?"

Yue Duo’s heart stirred. This fellow knows how to ask for more information, but she indeed acknowledged him as a junior brother, so it’s fine. What he actually means is, among their group of envoys from the Upper Realm, who is an ally and who is an opponent? Who can be killed and who can be befriended? For someone who knows nothing about the Universe Cultivation World, this is indeed a problem.

"Junior Brother, as Sword Cultivators, when traveling outside, whether someone is a friend or foe is entirely up to you. If you like them, become friends; if not, kill them and feed them to the dogs..."

Hou Niao smiled, "I like this kind of Sword Sect."

Their Divine Sense exchange was very brief, as a rough metallic scraping sound began to resonate in the Cave Palace,

"Prisoners, state your names!"

These envoys from the Upper Realm who came from various parts of the Universe have changed completely. No longer are they as arrogant as they were in Jinxiu; instead, they bow their heads and behave obediently, forcing Hou Niao to lament the brutality of the Universe Cultivation Realm - no matter where you’re from, your background, your words, or actions, everyone can bend and stretch, everyone is free and easy.

Zhi Xuan Daoist, "Little cultivator Zhao Boss..."

Yijie, "Poor Monk Qian..."

Wei Yi, "I am Sun Bigfoot..."

Ning Beihui, "Savage Li Tiezhu..."

...Yue Duo, "Little lady Chu Meiniang..."

It was Hou Niao’s turn. Listening to the names made up from the Hundred Family Surnames, he didn’t understand the reason, but he followed suit, imitating the others,

"Peasant Wei Dog..."

They used the most solemn tone to state the most absurd names. Strangely, the Unihorn cavemen above showed no reaction, obviously not familiar with human naming conventions, or perhaps disdainful of them?

The lead Unihorn man was expressionless, "Since you came here, you must settle down. I don’t care why you’re here, if there’s injustice, any backing behind you or your purpose here, but one thing is certain: having come here, you must abide by our rules; otherwise, don’t blame us for being ruthless.

This is an agreement we made ten thousand years ago between our Unihorn Hell Realm and the human Immortals. We uphold the agreement, and the Boundary Domain remains worry-free.

Now, the first stage of imprisonment, receive the Killing Whip!"

Hou Niao was still a bit dazed, as he was quite ignorant of the ways of these Universe Boundary Domains, he could only follow others’ leads, observing their reactions and doing the same; he firmly remember that as a small cultivator of the Tongtian Realm, he might still be able to get by in the secluded world of Jinxiu, but once in the Universe, it’s better to keep a low profile.

This place was never meant for him to come.

Since no one else moved, he naturally didn’t move either; but if he only understood it literally, the Killing Whip, a public enforcement method, was all too familiar to him. Back when he worked in Criminal Investigation at Fufeng City, he had done this many times.

Four Unihorn cavemen stepped out and pulled out Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li brothers, nobody resisted, everyone knew the rules and followed them.

Each Unihorn man served one, taking their positions, their single horn flashed with bright light, drawing power from somewhere unknown, and the single horn led out a black Thunder Whip, which rolled in the air and struck down!

He could clearly sense the power contained within the Thunder Whip, overbearing and extraordinary; at the same time, he could also feel that these four outsiders did not completely succumb; at the very least, they employed their sect’s Body Skill to withstand it, but to what extent only they knew, others couldn’t guess.

’Crack, crack, crack...,’ nine consecutive whips, he could feel the pain for them, but these four individuals, selected from the various realms, remained expressionless and silent.

Only from the movements afterwards could one slightly discern that these nine whips indeed had an effect, yet they endured without showing weakness.

Following Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li were Zhou, Wu, Zheng, and Wang. Finally, it was the turn of Feng, Chen, Chu, and Wei, which included Chu Meiniang and Wei Dog. Nothing needed to be said; one’s own actions led to consequences, self-chosen punishment, among them, he should be whipped the most.

He activated the Thunder Fire Refining Golden Body, but did not use his understanding of thunder; this is the difference between passive and active resistance. Since others were enduring, he didn’t need to stand out, lest he becomes a typical example?

His familiarity with legal enforcement was too deep, a knife for them and he a piece of meat, now was not the time to play hero.

When the Thunder Whip fell on his body, he felt a tremor deep within his soul. Even though his Body Skill was originally derived from thunder stimulation, it was still unbearably painful under the Thunder Whip.

In fighting, just one whip would make one sluggish for several breaths, with significant impact. No surprise though, if the Unihorn Clan has managed this prison for ten thousand years, they must have some means, otherwise how to restrain these lawless individuals?

The Killing Whip exists to show them who calls the shots here, to be disciplined and avoid trouble.

He tried to stay calm, maintaining the same composure as those envoys from afar. He viewed it as keeping a low profile and avoiding making waves, but from the perspective of those envoys, it represented another layer of meaning.

Hou Niao might not understand the intricacies of Hell Star, but it does not mean those envoys did not. The Daoists behind them have vast influence in the Universe Cultivation Realm, with reach everywhere, having provided them detailed information on Hell Star long before departure. They knew well that real criminal cultivators under the Killing Whip would be driven to unbearable pain, showing normal expressions would be impossible, they would roll on the ground, wailing in agony.

This is the true significance of the Killing Whip.

They were unharmed, not because the Unihorn Clan showed mercy, but because they belong to the most powerful Daoists in the universe, possessing diverse Body Skills, allowing them to endure;

The Daoist orders in this region were still somewhat inferior to them, including the renowned Anchor Chain Star Domain, not being able to withstand it was quite normal.

Yet this Jinxiu Sword Cultivator could endure the Thunder Whip like them, which was very intriguing, at least it proved the power behind Bao Xishan’s death in Ran Dao Realm wasn’t mere chance, but actual strength.

A round of whipping made them begin to reevaluate this Sword Cultivator, pondering why such a character would emerge from Jinxiu Continent? True prodigy? Or did Qingkong Sword Vein have a hand in it?