The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?!-Chapter 550: They Think Too Highly of Me

The pitch-black python robe, although wide-sleeved, could not conceal the burly figure beneath it.

The old man, with white hair and a face full of wrinkles, stood sternly amidst the cold wind, robust as a mountain.

Violent blood qi and a resolute intent to kill solidified around him.

It was as if he stood amidst a mist of blood, each move he made influencing the vital energies of this realm.

Martial Trust King, Lu Chen!

The strongest warrior of the Tianyuan Dynasty, he was a veteran with fierce battle achievements and numerous honors.

In his lifetime, he had campaigned from south to north and slain countless foes, eliminating several of the greatest threats to the Tianyuan Dynasty.

In the chaotic disorder of the dynasty’s twilight years, the only thing maintaining a semblance of stability within the dynasty’s borders was the uprising of the Rushing Sky Army–a result of this old prince’s years of campaigning and bloody battles.

—All the troublesome foreign tribes and barbarians had been exterminated by this old prince.

The terror of this old prince’s name echoed throughout the land, even stopping children’s nocturnal crying.

Even General Wang Chao of the Rushing Sky Army, who could survive two moves from True Man of Green Leaves, dared not face this old prince head-on outside of Heiyuan Pass.

Even an outsider like Li Muyang, who had only visited the Tianyuan Dynasty a few times and always briefly, had heard of the formidable reputation of Martial Trust King.

This Martial Trust King was undeniably the pinnacle of martial cultivators on the Tianyuan continent.

Even the sword cultivators of the Mysterious Sword Sect were extremely wary of this old prince.

Now, Li Muyang and two others had flown to Sky Capital Mountain, only to encounter not the Mysterious Sword Sect’s sword cultivators, but this old prince…

Li Muyang furrowed his brows and asked, "Martial Trust King, what have you done to the sword cultivators of the Mysterious Sword Sect?"

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Had Martial Trust King already captured all the sword cultivators of the Mysterious Sword Sect in one fell swoop?

Impossible!

The sword cultivators of the Mysterious Sword Sect were all highly talented and skilled practitioners of the Sword Dao, the weakest among them possessing the Divine Travel Realm, and many more at the Purple Mansion Realm.

Moreover, sword cultivators naturally possessed formidable combat abilities, far surpassing ordinary cultivators.

How could Lu Chen, no matter how powerful, have captured all the sword cultivators?

Under the watchful and wary eyes of Li Muyang, he dared not descend and approach carelessly.

However, the Martial Trust King above the mountain peak directly took a step forward; he stepped out from the summit, treading through the air step by step towards them.

Li Muyang’s pupils contracted again.

Walking on air...

This was not the same as the cultivator’s light flying spell.

The Martial Trust King before them had not used any spells nor even his own blood qi.

He simply took a casual step forward, and the air beneath his feet instantly solidified like the ground, bearing his weight.

This ability... was akin to the powers of the laws of heaven and earth!

Could a martial cultivator actually achieve this?

Li Muyang was astounded.

To be able to manipulate the laws of heaven and earth was the realm of immortals!

Yet the Martial Trust King before them was definitely not an immortal...

Li Muyang’s companion, the Glass Immortal, knew even more.

Seeing the old man walking on air, her expression grew even graver.

"...Martial Trust King, you have advanced again!"

The Glass Immortal murmured.

This ability to walk on air was clearly beyond what Martial Trust King could previously achieve.

Upon this, the old man calmly nodded.

His hands clasped behind his back, fierce winds whirled around him, and the clawing dragon on his chest seemed almost ready to soar out.

Terrifying aura, coming head-on.

"After the loosening of the heavenly seals, I have broken through my realm once again."

"However, unfortunately, I am already old and drained of vital energy; this state cannot last too long."

Raising his hand toward the three people in front of him, Martial Trust King Lu Chen, towering and robust at over two meters, had a sharp gaze like that of an aged giant eagle.

"That is why I had His Majesty dispatch his demon spirit army to block the other Immortals of the Mysterious Sword Sect."

"As for the legendary Wu Ming," I will deal with him personally."

"Once Wu Ming is repelled, His Majesty’s great aspirations will be realized."

The sturdily built old man, his face weather-beaten.

Those resolute eyes, a square and upright face, were filled with an imposing aura of authority.

He squarely faced Li Muyang and his companions, his eyes locked on Li Muyang.

In an instant, Li Muyang felt his body hair stand on end, overwhelmed by the sensation of being targeted by a god of death.

This old man had specifically come for him... Damn!

That was placing way too high an expectation on him!

However, before Li Muyang could speak, a huge health bar above Martial Trust King Lu Chen’s head swung down brutally toward Li Muyang.

In an instant, Li Muyang’s field of vision was overwhelmed by a blood-red expanse.

It was the vast vital energy exploding from Martial Trust King Lu Chen’s body, powerful enough to shake the heavens!

[Nie Yubing has died, game over]

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"..." In the quiet room, Li Muyang opened his eyes, wordlessly stunned.

This old prince from the Tianyuan Dynasty was much more fearsome than he had expected!

Moreover, the information he revealed in their conversation was already vast.

He had broken through again after the heavenly seals loosened... Does that not mean he had reached a level comparable to a Martial Cultivator of the Tianheng Realm?

A Martial Dao cultivator could actually cultivate to such an extent?

When measuring combat power, Sword Cultivators > ordinary cultivators, Martial Cultivators > Sword Cultivators... A Martial Cultivator comparable to the Tianheng Realm, nearing the limit of this world, is a freaking boss-level entity.

Can he really be defeated?

Li Muyang, possessing the corpse of an Ancient Sword Immortal and displaying strength comparable to a Sword Cultivator of the Tianheng Realm, was nonetheless easily, effortlessly crushed by this elder.

A pure monster, that’s what he was!

Li Muyang reloaded his save, re-entering the game to confront the overwhelmingly vital Martial Trust King Lu Chen.

"...Old prince."

This time, Li Muyang was much more conciliatory.

He tried to win over by virtue.

The prince before him appeared to be of a righteous character, and although the system had instructed him to kill the emperor, it was this old prince who appeared... Could this prince be a neutral character who could be persuaded verbally?

Martial Trust King Lu Chen also didn’t look like one of those evil beings indifferent to good and evil.

Perhaps reason might prevail?

Li Muyang tried to negotiate a truce verbally.

"...Prince, you speak of the emperor’s great aspirations, but the emperor’s actions, slaughtering his subjects and drenching the land with evil blood, have turned the living beings under his rule into grotesque and ghostly monsters."

"He aims to massacre all the living beings of the Tianyuan mainland to create a land populated only by demon spirits... Are the innocent lives already lost not enough?!"

Li Muyang spoke forcefully, attempting to persuade, "Old prince, you have fought for the country your whole life, stabilizing countless upheavals; you are a pillar of the nation."

"At this time of chaos, should you not rise against the emperor’s reckless commands?!"

"Could it be that the widely feared Martial Trust King Lu Chen is merely a blindly loyal and foolish old man?"

"Do you truly believe that what the emperor is doing... is a great and noble endeavor?!"