The ultimate husband

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Grandmaster Erlang? The Raksasa King’s face darkened as he ordered, “Bring me my weapon.”

The soldiers dared not delay; they immediately carried an enormous weapon—it was three meters in length,

and the entire body was milky white. It was a gigantic broadsword made of bone.

The broadsword was forged from the spine of an ancient beast that the Raksasa King hunted down years

ago in the Wild Deserted Secret Region. The fierce beast had lived over a thousand years; a sword made

with its spine was as indestructible as the Godly weapons.

The Raksasa King sprung into the air with the bone broadsword in his hand. Then, he spoke to Yang

Jian, “Are you Yang Jian? You will pay for killing my Gigantic Monster!”

As he spoke, the black-mist energy that covered the Raksasa King turned his form into a looming image

that seemed out of that world. The Raksasa Tribe cultivated in ways that were fundamentally different

from the Nine Mainland. However, a strong warrior’s intimidating aura that could make anyone wanting to

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fling themselves to the ground remained the same.

“Oh?” As he sensed his opponent’s powerful presence, Yang Jian’s face sank with anticipation. He tightened his

grip on the Tri-point Double-edged Saber and challenged the other man casually. “And you are…?”

The Raksasa King sneered; his eyes never left Yang Jian. “I am the Raksasa King. Consider it an honor to die

by my sword.”

Yang Jian laughed without care; his face was as cold as stone. “Die? We don’t know who will die yet.”

“Prepare to die!” The Raksasa King decided not to waste another second in casual conversation. Instead, he

roared as he dashed toward Yang Jian with his

bone sword—he looked like a reaper that came straight out of hell. The Raksasa King had arrived in front of Yang

Jian in the blink of an eye. Yang Jian had no time to think; he blocked the attack with his Tri-point Double-edged

Saber.

Clang!

Deafening noises exploded as the bone sword and the Tri-point Double-edged Saber clashed. The Raksasa King and

Yang Jian were sent several meters backward.

“Not bad!” The Raksasa King steadied himself as he looked at Yang Jian with a nod of approval. “I heard that your

name is well-known by all in the Nine Mainland. It looked like you’ve had cultivation for thousands of years; you

did not disappoint me. But you are still not my match.”

Once again, the Raksasa King closed in on Yang Jian. He reeked of malice as turbulence jerked in his track. When

the Raksasa King approached him for the second time, Yang Jian replied with a scowl, “You are not nearly as good

as you claim to be; I will have your head!”

After his close encounter with the Raksasa King, Yang Jian sensed that the Raksasa Tribe had a unique

cultivation method. However, he did not care much about that; he was not Grandmaster Erlang for nothing.

Yang Jian held his Tri-point Double-edged Saber tightly and started the heated duel with the Raksasa King.

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Both of them blurred into two shadows that flew to the top of the battlefield. They moved swiftly across,

past and against one another. Thunderstorms gathered as the fight intensified—it was a splendid sight

that one could not describe with words. Every person on the battlefield was rendered speechless; a battle

like that was rare, even throughout history. Many were dazed with awe!

Meanwhile, in a cave located kilometers away from the Chaotic Mountain Range.

Darryl sat in the stone room, and as he cultivated, he felt the strength within him grew. He continued to

climb higher as he reached the Master General, the Martial Marquis, and finally, the Martial Saint level.

One had to admit that the Ghost Valley Sage’s Heart Sutra of Eight Wilds contained such a depth that it

could unfold into countless possibilities. As Darryl cultivated, he did not only regain his internal energy, but

he managed to restore his levels swiftly too.

It only took one day for him to recover from having no internal energy at all to the Martial Saint level. If he

were to continue with that progress, he could restore his power to level five Martial Emperor, and he would

be able to proceed with his advancement to the Heaven Ascension level.

However, Darryl found it hard to focus because he had sensed a vibration from the Chaotic Mountain

Range just moments ago. As he grew stronger, he could feel the overwhelming sounds of war.

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