Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

His transformation from a bad character began when Nie Feng tirelessly helped him in times of crisis, which completely moved him.

After accepting Nie Feng, she experienced genuine friendship and was no longer a loner. Influenced by Nie Feng, she began to develop a chivalrous spirit.

Therefore, the only way to gain his respect is to give selflessly, like Nie Feng.

Yue Zhuoqun was too lazy to go through all that trouble, so he always used drastic measures first before offering help.

He would feel more at ease accepting such help and wouldn't see it as pity.

Moreover, while feeling aggrieved, one should also feel gratitude and reverence.

At that moment, he figured it out.

Yue Zhuoqun's kick in Fengxi Village gave him the opportunity to reattach his Qilin Arm.

A punch on the sword-forging altar helped him completely fuse with the Qilin Arm.

With a single move, Sword Twenty-Three helped him resolve the threats from Duan Lang and Jian Tan, inspiring him with the essence of swordsmanship.

Despite feeling incredibly frustrated, she couldn't muster any hatred for Yue Zhuoqun; instead, she thought it wouldn't be bad to have this happen a few more times.

Realizing this strange feeling, a chill ran down my spine, and I shivered.

After a moment's hesitation, he finally uttered two words to Yue Zhuoqun: "Thank you."

……

The World Society is located in the No. 1 Building in the World.

Xiong Ba sat cross-legged, his body shimmering with three colors of light: cyan, blue, and purple, like strands of electricity intertwining.

He suddenly opened his eyes, gave a soft shout, and gathered his hands together in front of his chest, causing the three-colored light to converge and compress wildly.

hum!

The air vibrated, and the three air currents finally merged into one, turning into a single color.

Then he clenched his fists and suddenly jerked his arms.

Boom!

An explosion occurred in the main hall, shattering all the doors and windows with the terrifying force.

"Hahaha, the Three Elements Unify, I've finally mastered it!"

He threw his head back and burst into hearty laughter, his excitement overflowing.

At this moment, a boy of about ten years old walked into the main hall, completely unaffected by the raging wind.

He slowly walked up to Xiong Ba, clasped his hands in a salute, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Chief Xiong Ba, on mastering your divine skills. You will surely be able to defeat Yue Zhuoqun this time."

Xiong Ba's smile faltered, and his eyes narrowed: "Kid, do you really think this gang leader can win?"

This boy was none other than Tong Huang, the leader of the Twelve Fiends of Tianchi.

During the battle of Fengxi Village, he did not go because he was cultivating the Tongxin True Scripture, but only sent his subordinates to help.

He wasn't actually a child; his age wasn't much different from that of Xiong Ba. The Childlike Heart Sutra had the effect of reversing aging, which is why he looked like a ten-year-old child.

"Your subordinate would never dare to deceive the leader."

"Alright!" Xiong Ba nodded, saying meaningfully, "You will be my helper then."

"Yes."

……

After the matter of the peerless sword was settled, Yue Zhuoqun took out the scales of the fire qilin and began to forge the qilin sword and qilin armor.

As a master swordsmith, Zhong Mei possesses exceptional sword-making skills, so Yue Zhuoqun has no reason to worry about him.

He stayed in Baijian Mountain for two days, and once things were on track, he headed towards the World Society.

Two months have passed, and it's time for Xiong Ba to reach his peak.

However, before he even reached the World Society, he was stopped by a group of people.

These are seven lamas, with robust physiques and bulging muscles that exude explosive power.

"Are you the one who disturbed the dragon vein and affected the lifeline of the land?" The leading lama stared at Yue Zhuoqun for a moment before asking in a deep voice.

"It is indeed I. What, do you have a problem with that?" Yue Zhuoqun raised an eyebrow and asked, sensing hostility from the seven lamas.

“We are the Seven Calamities Lama, guards under the Emperor of China, and we are here on the Emperor’s orders to capture you and bring you back to the palace.”

"Ha!" Yue Zhuoqun sneered: "Let him manage the court well; matters of life and destiny are none of his concern."

"Shut up! The dragon vein is crucial to the stability of the land. How can you use it at will? Quickly come back to the palace with us to await your judgment."

"Just the seven of you?"

"Arrogant! Take him down!" the leader shouted, and the seven of them attacked Yue Zhuoqun simultaneously.

On that day, the fortune of the dragon vein merged with Yue Zhuoqun's own fortune, and strange phenomena appeared in the land. The emperor immediately noticed something was wrong.

After some investigation, it was discovered that the power of the dragon vein had been taken away, affecting the lifeline of the land.

As an emperor, he himself possessed a certain destiny. Feeling a great threat, he dispatched the palace's expert, the Seven Tribulations Lama, to capture Yue Zhuoqun.

These seven lamas were quite powerful, and having lived and eaten together for many years, they were of one mind and had developed a set of combined combat formations.

The seven people formed a large circle, enveloping Yue Zhuoqun within it.

"what!"

They simultaneously exhaled and threw punches, unleashing explosive force that surged towards Yue Zhuoqun like a tsunami.

Yue Zhuoqun frowned and swept his right foot out horizontally.

Rumble!

A powerful gust of wind rose from his legs, like a tornado rising, its howling sound shaking the heavens and the earth.

This move comes from the sixth form of the Wind God Leg, the Howling Wind, which is comparable to the Wrath of the Wind God. Its power is boundless and no one can stop it.

The Seven Tribulations Lama's fist force was instantly reversed, his chest bones shattered, and he collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood.

The divine wind dissipated, and Yue Zhuoqun stood proudly in place, exuding an aura of imperial majesty, and glanced at them disdainfully:

"I had no intention of seeking revenge against the emperor, but he provoked me first."

"Hmph, I'll spare your seven lives. Go back and tell the Emperor that I will personally visit the palace in a while and show him who the true Emperor of this land is."

The Seven Tribulations Lama was already stunned, staring at Yue Zhuoqun for a long time, unable to recover.

They had served the emperor for many years and felt his overwhelming power deeply, but compared to Yue Zhuoqun, they were like fireflies vying for the moon's brilliance.

Could it be that the emperor I serve is a fake emperor, and the person before me is the real emperor of China?

Yue Zhuoqun ignored the thoughts in the seven people's minds and took a step away.

Chapter 226 The Six Paths Tribulation Moves the Heavens

Despite the betrayal of Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, and Nie Feng, the Tian Shuang Hall, Fei Yun Hall, and Shen Feng Hall remained intact. Coupled with the various sects that had submitted to Xiong Ba, the Tianxia Society remained the dominant force in the martial arts world.

Each entrance to the World Society is heavily guarded, and many of its members are highly skilled.

Everyone looked solemn and ready, creating an atmosphere of impending storm.

Xiong Ba was making it clear that if Yue Zhuoqun wanted to fight him, he would first have to deal with these roadblocks and have his strength depleted.

Suddenly, clouds gathered several miles away, covering half the sky.

Everyone in the World Society looked solemn and serious, knowing that Yue Zhuoqun had arrived.

"Xiong Ba, are you ready for battle?"

Sure enough, the next moment Yue Zhuoqun landed gracefully on a tornado, the wind making the guards' clothes flutter and their faces bristle.

Suppressing his horror, the leader drew his long sword and shouted, "If you want to fight the gang leader, you'll have to get past us first."

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of figures rushed out simultaneously, brandishing their long swords and launching a coordinated attack.

Yue Zhuoqun's expression remained calm, but an inexplicable aura emanated from his body: "When one's strength reaches a certain level, no matter how many people there are, they will not pose a threat."

He spread his arms, and a hurricane gathered behind him, transforming into a giant of gale force over twenty meters tall.

A terrifying sense of oppression filled the air, freezing the hundreds of figures in mid-air.

This is the offensive technique from the Four Symbols of Heavenly Will—Wind God's Wrath!

The giant of the raging wind lunged forward, and death descended upon these hundreds of people. They didn't even have time to feel despair before their bodies were torn apart by the wind, their remains scattered and staining the hundred-step staircase in front of the World Association red.

Boom!

Even the magnificent building at the gang's entrance was leveled and connected to the three branch campuses to form an open space.

Yue Zhuoqun continued walking as if he had accomplished something insignificant.

Each step covered a distance of over a hundred meters, and in just a few breaths, they arrived in front of the Xiong Ba Hall.

Standing atop the roof of Xiongba Hall, Xiongba witnessed the entire scene clearly.

His face was ashen, and his blood seemed to freeze.

Back in Fengxi Village, he barely managed to block Yue Zhuoqun's sword strike, which already showed that he had overestimated Yue Zhuoqun's strength as much as possible.