Su Yi didn’t know just how many Celestial Prison Demon Court cultivators were distributed throughout Bloodthistle Yao Mountain.

Nor did he know how many forces they had stationed here, or what defenses they’d installed.

However, he didn’t care.

When you were strong enough, you had no need to consider such variables. You could simply crush everything in your path!

In the Nine Provinces of the Wilds, those with significant attainments all had something in common when they fought: sheer domineeringness!

They were domineering to the point that no matter their enemies' schemes and tricks, they just cut right through them.

A single sword could break ten thousand plots!

This wasn’t simple barbarism; this was the nature of a sword cultivator.

They fought without fear of death, and when they weren’t convinced, they took action.

Of course, those sword cultivators who insisted on acting tough despite insufficient cultivation died horrible deaths…

“Hm? Who are you? Why haven’t I seen you before?”

A group of martial artists appeared up ahead and watched Su Yi’s approach suspiciously.

Whoosh!

Su Yi raised his hand and sliced. Sword qi shot through the air, carving a thousand-foot, perfectly straight rift so...