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

Bang!

The purple and green swords were struck squarely in the chest, sending him flying several meters away, smashing a table and chairs before he curled up on the ground.

After a few breaths, a thin layer of frost formed between his eyebrows and hair, and his lips turned a dark purple.

The Xuanming Divine Palm was inherently insidious, and Yue Zhuoqun was too lazy to torture the two men, so he unleashed his palm strikes quickly and fiercely. They struggled on the ground for a moment before their breaths stopped.

However, this did not deter all the greedy people, and two more figures leaped into the hall.

A short man with his face completely covered, only revealing a pair of shifty eyes.

The other one was quite flamboyant, wearing a brocade robe and cloak, holding a broadsword in his hand. His sword was unique, being a circular rotating wheel.

This man had a dignified appearance, with two neatly trimmed, thick black mustaches on his upper lip.

You could tell from their gait that these two had profound internal strength, far surpassing the Purple and Green Twin Swords and the three assassins outside.

Their eyes were fixed on Rama's body, but they did not act rashly. They stood in a triangular formation, wary of each other.

“King Chakravartin, we have all come for the remains of Rama, but if we try to seize them now, others will inevitably benefit. It would be better to join forces to deal with Yue Buqun first and then make a decision.”

The short man's face was well-covered, but his Sichuan accent was unmistakable as soon as he opened his mouth.

“Just what I wanted.” King Yama spoke in a deliberately low voice, but it couldn’t hide his high-pitched voice.

Yue Zhuoqun couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the two of them.

Yu Canghai, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, and King Zhuanlun, the leader of the Black Stone Sect.

One is a normal man who plots to steal the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, which he practiced by castrating himself.

One of them was a real eunuch who went to great lengths to seize Rama's remains, all in order to become a normal man.

Is this what the unevenness of life is like?

But his smile made King Yama's eyes darken, and he coldly shouted, "Are you looking down on us?"

"Sorry, it's not that I look down on you, it's just that I find your pursuits hilarious. No, it's more accurate to say that you two are hilarious in your own way."

"Laugh at your silly, godlike self."

"court death!"

The two men were instantly enraged and strode forward to attack Yue Zhuoqun.

Chapter 28 Even getting me to take things seriously is impossible.

At this moment, Yu Canghai harbored immense hatred for Yue Zhuoqun.

He sent his son and a group of disciples to seize the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, but they were all killed by Yue Zhuoqun's disciples.

Upon learning of the existence of Rama's remains, they came to the capital to fight for them, and Yue Zhuoqun led his disciples to sabotage the matter.

That's bad enough, but he was mocked for no reason without even revealing his identity. How could he possibly stand it?

He twisted his body and leaped forward, instantly appearing in front of Yue Zhuoqun.

With a wave of his hand, a gust of evil wind rushed straight towards his heart.

King Yama followed suit, stomping heavily on the ground, cracking the floor tiles, and leaping high into the air like a cannonball.

Keng!

The spinning sword was drawn.

The hilt hummed and spun, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, with the sword tip pointing directly at Yue Zhuoqun's brow.

Both of them are genuine top-tier masters, unlike Lei Bin and Cai Xishi, whose skills are often questionable.

As the internal force vibrated, the surrounding air rustled and hissed.

Looking across the martial arts world, there are probably no more than ten people who can remain unfazed when faced with a combined attack from the two of them.

If it were Old Yue alive, he couldn't have done it even after ten years of arduous cultivation.

But Yue Zhuoqun was different; with the system at his disposal, the system panel had become quite luxurious over the past ten years.

Name: Yue Zhuoqun

[Identity: Leader of the Huashan Sect]

[Internal Strength: 16960]

[Techniques: Purple Cloud Divine Skill (Mastery 7800/10000), Yi Jing Bone Forging Chapter (Mastery 6800/10000)...]

武技：移花接玉（大成7800/10000）、一阳指二品（大成6800/10000）、左右互搏术（大成6800/10000）、独孤九剑（大成5610/10000）、玄冥神掌（大成5610/10000）、生死符（大成5610/10000）、空明拳（大成6800/10000）、五岳剑法完整版（大成6800/10000）、破五岳剑录（大成6800/10000）、正反两仪刀剑法（大成6800/10000）、金雁功（大成6800/10000）、……】

When Yue Zhuoqun first awakened the system, his internal strength could only increase by a little bit each day, even though he was practicing profound mental techniques like the Zixia Divine Skill and the Yi Jing Bone Forging Chapter.

In this world, if the speed at which an ordinary person improves their internal strength is measured in internal strength points, it would only be half a point in a day.

Only those with extraordinary martial arts talent and powerful techniques can improve their skills by a little bit every day.

For the past seven years, he has been a level two system, which allows him to gain two points every day.

Seven years have passed, and the number has reached a terrifying 17,000, equivalent to the power of an ordinary person for eighty or ninety years.

Even compared to martial arts geniuses, it's equivalent to fifty or sixty years of internal energy.

Even now, Feng Qingyang's internal energy is not as profound as his.

However, Feng Qingyang's Dugu Nine Swords had reached the perfect level of proficiency, and this alone was enough to place him among the top-tier masters.

Yue Zhuoqun's screen is filled with martial arts skills at the Great Mastery level, but none of them have reached the Perfect level.

In terms of overall strength, he is already on par with top-tier players. At least in the past two years, he has never lost a match against Feng Qingyang.

However, based on system proficiency, it can only be considered top-tier.

However, he is definitely one of the few people who can remain unfazed even when facing the combined forces of King Zhuanlun and Yu Canghai.

Faced with the two attacks, he didn't even bother to dodge and directly used his ambidextrous fighting technique.

Yu Canghai used the Heart-Shattering Palm, a powerful and vicious palm technique that was even included in the lower volume of the Nine Yin Manual by Huang Shang.

In response to Yu Canghai's Heart-Shattering Palm, Yu Canghai countered with his own vicious palm technique. In response, Yu Canghai swung his left hand and unleashed the Mysterious Dark Palm.

Bang!

The two men joined their palms together, and the power of the Heart-Shattering Palm was instantly shattered by the power of the Xuanming Divine Palm.

Click!

Yu Canghai was jolted backward, his arm hanging limply, his shoulder dislocated.

His palms turned blackish-purple, half of his body was filled with insidious internal energy, and he was sweating profusely from his forehead in pain.

At the same moment, Yue Zhuoqun pointed out with his index finger.

laugh!

Golden energy shot out from his fingertips, colliding directly with the tip of King Yama's sword.

buzz~

The massive, heavy Wheel Sword trembled violently, and was forced back, its hilt slamming into the Wheel King's chest.

King Yama was already leaping high into the air, using the momentum of his fall to strike his sword downwards.

Now, his internal energy was disordered from the impact, and his body was thrown high into the air again before falling rapidly, slamming his buttocks hard onto the floor tiles with a 'thud'.

That was a really solid blow; it was incredibly embarrassing and ridiculous.

Those in the arena who witnessed this scene couldn't help but clench their anuses and grimace, feeling sorry for his buttocks.

He achieved the "buttocks facing backwards, wild geese landing on the sand" pose that the Four Beauties of Qingcheng failed to achieve.

"It's boring. You two are supposed to be the leaders of a major sect and the leader of an assassin organization, but you can't even get me to take it seriously. Your strength is terrible."

Yue Zhuoqun felt greatly disappointed and lost all interest in teasing the two of them.

It seems that in this world, only a few people like Ren Woxing, Dongfang Bubai, Cao Zhengchun, and Zhu Wushi can be his rivals.

"asshole……"

King Yama was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth to powder. He wanted to retort, but faced with reality, he didn't know what to say.

"This farce of snatching Rama's remains should end now. Are you two ready to die?"

Yue Zhuoqun walked to the Gentleman's Sword, pulled the long sword from the ground, and pointed it directly at King Zhuanlun.

"Do you dare kill me? Do you even know my true identity?"

"Tch, he's just a lowly ninth-rank eunuch!"

Having spent so much time groveling in the palace, have they developed a sense of superiority from it?

"you……"

King Yama's voice faltered, utterly devastated, but he still managed to maintain his composure:

"I am indeed a ninth-rank official, but I belong to the Eastern Depot under Chief Supervisor Cao."

"Kill me, and the Eastern Depot will not let your Huashan Sect off the hook!"

As the imperial secret service, the Eastern Depot had the right to monitor officials in various departments of the court and had its own imperial prison. It could arbitrarily arrest and torture subjects without the emperor's consent.