Chapter 157: The Heaven’s Edge Sword

Defeated in just one move, the man with the high crown immediately realized that some of the rumors might not be as they thought. Happy was by no means just an ordinary player who used petty tricks to steal the treasure box and toy with them.
The eighth-level “Soul-Slaying Art” was even more lethal and unpredictable than the ninth-level version of the same art, which required the same internal energy level…
Normally, even with a master-level martial art, it would be difficult for an opponent to quickly understand the dual attack capabilities of both the physical strikes and sound waves in the “Soul-Slaying Art.” It was this confidence that made him dare to pursue them alone. But now… his confidence seemed overly blind and somewhat ridiculous.
He had overestimated himself and underestimated his opponent!
How could someone who could defeat the core team of the First-Class Hall be such an easy opponent?
As the man with the high crown closed his eyes, waiting for death, there was no sign of the blade’s glow or pain coming his way… Instead, mournful music could be heard from afar, along with screams, cries of horror, and roars—creating a chaotic noise coming from another direction.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a group of over a hundred riders thrown into chaos, scattered everywhere. Shocking deep blue blade lights shone mercilessly among them, creating a scene of utter disorder.
Seeing this, the man with the high crown gasped in shock. Those people must have been another faction that had rushed over after hearing the news. Although there weren’t many players at the Prodigy level among them, it wasn’t easy for one person to effortlessly pierce through and disrupt so many players…
It required not only bravery but also extreme caution and skill!
Moreover, this time, Happy didn’t just charge forward and leave quickly after a brief fight like before. Instead, he fought back and forth several times, each strike sending many people flying with deadly blade lights, leaving them barely alive.
The man with the high crown held his breath, staring at the battlefield, gradually forgetting his own injuries and his recent defeat… He watched intently, without blinking, at the agile blue figure among the crowd.
The more he watched… the more serious his expression became!
He realized it now.
The opponent’s swordsmanship seemed to have reached the tenth level. Combined with the weapon in his hand, which was comparable to a legendary weapon, its lethality was unmatched among those people.
And moreover…
From the start, Happy had completely disrupted the battlefield, striking decisively with overwhelming force. Though it seemed like he was fighting against hundreds of people alone, in reality, there were no enemies behind him!

The only ones truly capable of threatening him were the three or four in front of him. These three or four players, in terms of both momentum and strength, were utterly overwhelmed by Happy’s decisive advantage… The most terrifying aspect was the real battlefield dynamics of the martial world, which made the larger group somewhat hesitant, especially those with companions around them, fearing their own blades might strike their own side. In this chaos, it provided Happy with the perfect fighting environment! Moreover… As the number of opponents decreased, it didn’t bring any pressure or trouble to Happy… As the number of lives taken increased, his momentum grew stronger; often, just a glance from him would make the opponents lose their fighting spirit and become confused and helpless. With his superior swordsmanship at the tenth level, how could it not be devastating? “…” The man in the high hat felt a mix of emotions, yet he was also filled with admiration. What is the martial world? It’s about having great skills and boldness, about joy and revenge! Only such people can thrive in the martial world. He now even felt a bit envious of Happy—even if he died here, his achievements and deeds over these few days would likely be remembered by many for life. At least… he would find it hard to forget today’s scenes. Cries of pain continued. The battle there went on, but the besieging side had suffered heavy losses and no longer had their previous fighting spirit or morale; they crumbled at the slightest touch, with seventy or eighty corpses of people and horses lying on the ground. The players by the Luo Yang River were also disturbed and gathered nearby, staring in shock at the fierce battle not far away. “I’ll fight you to the death!!” As more of their comrades’ bodies piled up on the ground and more people gathered around, a young man dressed in fine clothes seemed provoked. With a twisted face, he roared, leaped into the air, drew his sword, and condensed the dazzling white light into a point at the tip of his blade. With an unstoppable killing intent, he unleashed a force that was almost suffocating, even causing the deep blue sword light below to pause slightly. The speed of this sword strike was astonishingly fast. By the time Happy realized it, the sword had already rushed down like thunder, just two meters away… It was too late to block with a sword. Even the man in the high hat was shocked by this seemingly divine strike from nowhere. By the time he reacted, he gasped in fear for Happy’s fate. Just as Happy’s myth seemed about to end, at this critical moment, the onlookers in the void suddenly sensed an overwhelming presence appearing… Their hearts clenched suddenly.

Then he realized that that divine sword strike had been miraculously caught in mid-air by Happy. That incredibly sharp sword strike was deflected to the side. Two voices of shock and disbelief rang out at the same time!! The young man who had leaped out from the crowd to launch a surprise attack stumbled to the ground and retreated several meters before the internal energy from the opponent could be dispelled. He raised his eyes to look at Happy, his face filled with disbelief. The “Heavenly Origin Sword Strike” was the essence of the Heavenly Origin Sword Technique—a desperate strike that drew nearly half of one’s internal energy, moving at the speed of lightning and always serving as a fatal trump card, never failing against players… If the opponent had dodged during the chaos, he might have understood, but instead, the opponent had used their hands to block his “Heavenly Origin Secret Technique,” which carried a killing power of over a thousand! How could he not be utterly shocked?! However… Happy’s face also showed extreme astonishment! In that critical moment, although the Dragon-Seizing Hand had successfully saved the day, his original intention was to disrupt the opponent’s attack and seize their weapon. But unexpectedly… when trying to grab the opponent’s weapon, he received a strange system message: “Weapon seizure failed—internal energy levels are too similar!” Happy was speechless. He could easily take away the weapon of even a Xuanmiao-level Rebellious Monk, yet the weapon of a Creation-level player was deemed unseizable—this was truly strange. But then he thought… if the Dragon-Seizing Hand could freely snatch weapons from players and claim them as one’s own, the game would be in chaos. From now on, he would just use the Dragon-Seizing Hand on everyone, grabbing all the precious weapons and storing them in his own warehouse. Realizing this, Happy felt relieved. His gaze shifted to the young man dressed in fine clothes across from him… inwardly, he felt lucky. Indeed, it was better to hurry up and acquire the necessary high-quality items. With his current strength, he was at most an ordinary top-tier expert. It was impossible to reach the level of his past life in a short time. If it weren’t for accidentally mastering the Dragon-Seizing Hand from the “True Dragon Ten Styles,” he might not have become a victim of the “Heavenly Origin Sword Strike,” but he would likely have lost a life-saving pill… “One must be extremely cautious when wandering the martial world!” Holding the Battle-Tested Sword in his hand, Happy focused his gaze and suddenly attacked—the swift slash was aimed at the young man in fine clothes, whose internal energy had been halved and who had not yet recovered from the secret technique.