The gods descend into reality

If there really are immortals in this world, could they resurrect my adoptive parents and—Kong Ci!

"The concept of immortals and gods has been elusive since ancient times, but they must exist. Senior brother, if we cultivate diligently, perhaps one day we will be able to see the nameless senior again."

"Ok!"

Bu Jingyun nodded, and then the two left the Wushen Jue Palace together.

After a long while, a blur flashed by, and a strange man wearing an ice sculpture mask suddenly appeared on the spot.

"What an intense battle!"

Looking at the traces of battle at the scene, even now one can still feel the terrifying fluctuations of spiritual energy within—it was incredibly strong!

It's no less impressive than the final move the Sword Saint used when he conquered the world.

"Hahaha, the auspicious day is approaching, and the number of masters in the world is increasing. Heaven is helping me!"

The masked man burst into laughter, but strangely, the laughter, though loud, seemed to only travel within a certain radius. Even members of other sects patrolling nearby could neither see the strange man's figure nor hear his voice.

Xiao Se was naturally unaware of what had happened after he and the others left; in fact, he couldn't care less about that at the moment.

"No, no, why am I so much younger than you when I came into this world!"

Prince Nero, who previously dominated the world of Fengyun and could even flatten a mountain with a single full-force attack, is now rolling around on the table, acting cute in a crazy way—cough cough, I mean, acting crazy angry.

"And another thing, the musician—this erhu player clearly didn't have to come along, so why did he have to?!"

After saying that, Nero sat up and looked at Nameless with hostility.

"Playing the erhu all day long, just hearing the sound of it completely ruins my mood!" Nero pouted and looked at Wuming with displeasure.

As characters from the same fantasy world, Nero naturally knew that after fulfilling the other party's wish, which was to kill the god of death, the other party could have chosen to leave at any time, but still shamelessly stayed at the musician's house.

Although it doesn't affect me much.

But every time I see that guy acting all high and mighty, I just can't stand it. This bastard is stealing my thunder as the emperor!

I refuse! I don't want to!

Thinking this, Nero glared at the Nameless One even more intently.

"This is not something I can control."

Xiao Se scratched his head and said helplessly.

God knows why I became the same size as you guys when I traveled to the fantasy world, but I grew bigger when I came back. However, I felt a little relieved.

Fortunately, it shrank.

Otherwise, Nero could destroy a mountain with a single blow, and once the Nameless Swords Return to One technique is used, all swords will submit.

Wouldn't the real world descend into chaos?

Even though they've shrunk so much, their fighting power is still formidable, though not as exaggerated as before. Xiao Se estimates that even if Nero were to unleash his full power, it would be equivalent to the power of a hand grenade at most.

Thinking about it that way, it really is terrifying!

"As for the teacher."

"Wait, what did the performer call him?"

Nero, who had been sitting on the table, changed his posture and stood up with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Teacher? Oh, Master Wuming was just about to teach me swordsmanship, so I figured I'd take him as my master," Xiao Se said matter-of-factly.

"You flatter me. I am grateful to you for taking me in, young master. I have no other skills, except for my swordsmanship. It just so happens that you, benefactor Xiao Se, have comprehended the Heavenly Sword Realm. I dare not call you my master. Let us exchange ideas."

Wuming quickly waved his hand and said.

Originally, I also wanted to stay in my original world.

However, the thought of Nero's terrifying combat power immediately dispelled his original idea.

Heaven knows how many powerful beings of this level will appear in this world in the future. If I stay in my own world, it means I will never be able to come out again and will know nothing about the outside world.

If one day these powerful beings come to my world, what will my world use to stop them?

Although it seems that Xiao Se and Nero are not like that now, people's hearts are always changing. Rather than gambling on that possibility, it would be better to come directly to Xiao Se and the others.

This can prevent these people from going astray.

“Player, you’ve changed.”

Then Nero looked at Nameless with a wronged expression.

He already has all the privileges of an emperor, so why is he practicing swordsmanship? Is it because his imperial privileges are no longer valid, or has he become less cute and lovable?!

"Nero, I can teach you once I've mastered the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One technique."

Xiao Se gave Nero a knowing look.

Then Nero's expression instantly changed from gloomy to bright and even showed signs of clearing up. Although he was only enthusiastic about things for a short time, he had long coveted the ability of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One, which even he, as the emperor, could not obtain through his special privilege.

Gorgeous, elegant, and powerful—this is the capability prepared for me!

"Then I'll allow you to stay for now, but could you please play the erhu freely in the future? The sound is very noisy!"

Nero looked at the erhu in Wuming's arms and said with an unfriendly expression.

"I really can't comply. The sound of the zither can eliminate violent energy. Twenty years ago, Wuming committed many murders. It was through this sound of the zither that he cultivated his mind and suppressed his murderous intent. If he puts down the erhu..."

The nameless man feared that his inner demons would resurface, inevitably leading to widespread bloodshed!

Wuming shook his head and sighed.

Thinking about what I did more than 20 years ago...

Keep a low profile. Back then, I was young and naive, a bit too reckless, always drawing my sword to kill people. Looking back now, I realize I committed too many atrocities. What kind of martial arts legend am I? I should be called a sinner in the martial arts world.

After all, the entire martial arts world of Zhongzhou declined because of him alone.

"I've heard that His Majesty Nero was once an emperor, but he was a tyrant. His Majesty has too much anger and should learn more about music to dispel the anger in his heart. Otherwise, over time, the anger will backfire and harm His Majesty's health."

The nameless man offered sincere words of comfort.

Then, Nero exploded instantly.

"Ha! I am an artist who can rival Apollo, the god of music! Are you saying I don't understand music? Let's see who truly doesn't understand music today!" Nero glared at the Nameless One.

Xiao Se instinctively sensed something was wrong and subconsciously wanted to run away.

The next moment, the entire room was instantly enveloped by Nero's Golden Theater.

"The performance has begun, let's give them a thunderous round of applause!"

Then, the nightmare began!

Chapter 16 Little Dragon Girl: Who is Yang Guo?

"Help! Help! Your Majesty, open the door! Open the door and let me out!"

"Oh, my beloved, when I held my first concert, my subjects left early, thus missing the opportunity to hear my beautiful voice."

From then on, whenever I held a concert, I sealed the doors shut.

Listen attentively to my voice, which rivals even Apollo's!

Desolate......┌(。Д。)┐

Anonymous......┌(。Д。)┐

A woman in white......┌(。Д。)┐

......

Light!

The white light carried a hint of holiness.

Is this... is this heaven?

Xiao Se stared at the familiar ceiling and murmured to himself.

Tears welled up in my eyes, not from fear, but from being moved.

The world is truly amazing.

This air, this light, this miracle of life—all these are gifts from nature!

Xiao Se closed his eyes, wanting to savor the moment.

"Xiao Se, Xiao Se, are you alright?"

The nameless voice made Xiao Se slowly open his eyes. He saw the nameless person standing beside him, looking at him with pity. Behind the nameless person stood a woman in white, who also looked at Xiao Se with pity.

"Thank goodness, everyone is alright."

Xiao Se breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.

Although I already knew about Empress Nero's singing voice from the setting, but—

I never expected it to happen—

Her voice is actually quite good, so why does it feel like she turns on a sonic weapon when she sings?

"Ha, how was it, player? Were you so moved by my singing that you fainted!"

Nero stood on Xiao Se's right cheek, looking smug.

Nero, still so graceful and lovely after finishing her song, her red dress as fiery as a rose, should have been an extremely pleasing sight.

The next moment, Xiao Se looked as if he had seen something terrifying.

He sat up abruptly and took several steps back in terror!

That piercing, demonic sound seemed to fill my mind again at that moment.

Nero......(each_each)

"Ahem, thank you for your hard work, Xiao Se. I originally wanted to seal your hearing acupoints immediately, but I missed the opportunity," Wuming said with some guilt.

The woman in white beside him nodded in agreement.

Desolate...

So, did you both immediately block out your hearing?

So, I was the only one who listened to His Majesty's performance from beginning to end?