"The Hidden Sword Technique consists of three strikes in total. After unleashing the first strike, the second one becomes weaker, and the third one is exhausted."

After saying this, Elder Yun Mo suddenly emitted a powerful aura that swept across the surroundings like a fierce storm, causing the trees nearby to tremble and the leaves to rustle.

Although it was not as earth-shattering as the moment when the first strike was drawn, it still carried the terrifying power to shock even the Ghost God.

"Our Jade Dragon Mountain's First Seat is about to enter seclusion. I kindly ask everyone to descend the mountain."

As soon as he said this, even though the sword remained unsheathed, the might spread in all directions.

The disciples of the sect who had been following him closely were flushed with excitement, proud as if sharing in the glory, and they shouted in unison with strained voices, "We kindly ask everyone to descend the mountain."

They were shouting at the top of their lungs, their faces red and necks thick, venting all the fear, humiliation, and apprehension they had felt during this time.

The old beggar, an Eight Bag Elder of the Beggar Gang, who had cultivated the Lotus Palm to the Twenty-Seventh Layer of Perfection, couldn't help but look at Yun Mo and say with admiration, "I have long heard of the Yuncang Sword Sect's Yellow Dragon Hidden Sword True Technique, but I have never seen it."

"Today, it is my fortune to witness it with my own eyes. Indeed, seeing is greater than hearing; the Hidden Sword Technique is truly earth-shattering and awe-inspiring."

"That strike you just executed, I couldn't withstand it; naturally, I have no face to remain here. This old beggar will take his leave now, goodbye!"

With that, he somersaulted, and then, like he was rolling in a muddy swamp, his body flailed awkwardly in the air, albeit clumsily but with rapid movements, soon headed down the mountain.

The sword instructor from Life-taking Tower and the traveler from Kutuo Mountain also quietly and silently retreated without saying a word.

However, the lady manager from Immortal Tower, dressed in semi-revealing gauze, giggled charmingly, her bosom quivering like flower branches swaying in the wind, and in a bewitching tone, she said, "The treasure sword of Elder Yun is truly formidable, almost scaring my soul away."

"Elder Yun, being so robust, it seems that ordinary women might find it difficult to satisfy you. Why don't we indulge ourselves and let me have a taste of you?"

As she spoke, her face was already flushed, looking as if she were in the throes of spring fever.

The tutor from Yueyang Academy, originally having more to say, couldn't help but comment seeing her in such a state, "This truly is a disgrace to the literary world."

After saying this, he turned and left, but after taking just a few steps, he paused, turned back to Elder Yun Mo, and said, "I've received news that the Black Wind Monster has already arrived in Yuchuan County, about to visit Jade Dragon Mountain."

"This old monster hasn't ventured into the Martial World for decades, and now that he has appeared, he might stir up another storm of blood."

"Our Yueyang Academy means no harm and simply wanted to propose an alliance to deal with that old thief together."

"But now..."

He sighed, shook his head, and did not say much more, "Take care of yourselves; I just hope you won't stray on the wrong path, or else we might have to draw blades against each other in the future."

"As for the Black Wind Monster..."

At this point, he seemed somewhat apprehensive and didn't continue, turning around and leaving.

As soon as the lady manager from Immortal Tower heard the name Black Wind Monster, she couldn't help but shiver, her delicate face turning pale with fright, her voice sharp as she exclaimed, "That old demon has actually come to Yuchuan?"

She didn't even have time to say goodbye to Yun Mo, and with a skirt hem stirring fragrance in the wind, she fled as if being chased.

At this point, Yun Mo's face had turned extremely grim, "The Black Wind Monster? The most feared figure in the Underworld, who roamed the Martial World unhindered sixty years ago, leaving prestigious sects of the north and south, throughout the Thirteen States, helpless?"

"The Mountain Lord of Black Wind Ridge?"

He clutched his sword hilt tightly, genuinely feeling small and powerless.

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