Demon Lord's Reincarnation

“Hmph, you are as arrogant as rumored.” The Sword Cultivator that blocked Ren’s attack spoke with an indifferent look on his face. On the other hand, Ren was smiling that vicious smile of his as he responded.

“Hmm, am I arrogant? I don’t think so, shouldn’t this be called confidence instead. I’m confident in my abilities, that’s all.”

“Overconfidence always turns into arrogance.”

“Well, if you say so, I was simply telling the truth. I don’t really care what you think. So let’s move on from that, and get back to what I really wanted to do. I’m sure you know why I came here, but just in case you don’t I’ll say it again. I and my disciple wish to challenge the strongest Elder and the strongest disciple of your Sect.”

“You should know that right now because of the threat of the Gods, most of our fighting force went to the borders of the Land of the Gods.”

“Oh is that so, how boring… That means only weaklings are left here.”

When the Sword Cultivator heard Ren’s remark he glared at Ren he wanted to attack but stopped himself as he did not act out of anger. After surprising his rage, the Sword Cultivator spoke.

“If you truly think you are that strong then why are you here, and not in the Land of the Gods where the Forsaken Children are killing everything they see. If you truly wanted a challenge you should’ve gone there, instead of fighting other humans. Are you just someone who fears the strong and bullies the weak?”

“Are you calling yourselves weak?” Ren jokingly responded. The Sword Cultivator glared even more intensely making Ren shrug his shoulders.

“Well, like I said before I didn’t come here to bully anyone. I just wanted to see how strong the Sects in this area were, I also did this to train my new disciple. Now as for those Forsaken Children of the Gods, well they aren’t that threatening, so I decided to use them as a test. If you guys can’t even handle little Demi-Gods, then it would be best for you guys to die earlier for the horrors of true Gods are not something you can handle.”

“You speak as if you have already fought an actual God before.”

“Hmm, even if I tell the truth an idiot like you would never believe me. Anyway since the strong people of this sect are gone this became boring. Fine, I will no longer challenge you guys, my disciple will be enough to do that. So bring out whoever is the current strongest and I’ll let my disciple face him.”

After waving his hand Ren stepped back and sat on the ground while Fang Mu stepped forward. Seeing his actions the Sword Cultivator could no longer hold it in as a wave of killing intent surged outward directed at Ren and Fang Mu.

“I’ve listened long enough to your continuous disrespect to my Sect! Time for you two to be punished!”

The Sword Cultivator who managed to block one of Ren’s attacks took out his sword and suddenly disappeared from his spot. The Sword Cultivator had dashed forward with an unimaginable speed.

The Sword Cultivator’s movement technique was almost like teleportation but in the end, it was not, as he still needed to get from point A to point B in a straight line. As he was about to reach Ren, a sword got in between him and Ren. The Sword Cultivator could not stop as he was moving too fast, so the only thing he could do to defend himself was to raise his own sword to block.

The two swords collided and the Sword Cultivator was pushed backward, and before he could stabilize his footing he saw a sword about to reach his neck. The Sword Cultivator quickly evaded but another attack came just as quickly. The Sword Cultivator couldn’t even lift his sword in defense as each attack made by the opponent was quick and precise, not to mention he could not sense the incoming attack.

The Sword Cultivator was being suppressed not by the realm of his opponent but by sheer skill alone. He could sense that the other party was just at the early stages of the Foundation Establishment Realm while he was at the peak of the Golden Core Realm. The Sword Cultivator felt ashamed by this fact, but he had no time to wallow in his self-pity as he was still being attacked.

The only option the Sword Cultivator had to win was to use his superior realm to suppress the other party. It was a shameful tactic but it was even more shameful to lose to a junior who was in a weaker realm. The Sword Cultivator unleashed his Qi at the Golden Core Realm and was able to push back his opponent Fang Mu. Affected by the suppression of a higher realm Fang Mu’s attack became slower, which gave the Sword Cultivator the chance to counter-attack.

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Ren who was watching at the side yawned as he watch the rather boring fight between the two. After Fang Mu was suppressed by the Sword Cultivator’s stronger cultivation Realm, his attacks did become slower but in its place, Fang Mu’s attack was slowly becoming sharper instead. At the moment the two sides were about equal.

Ren who was getting bored watching their back and forth decided to take a little nap. Ren headed to a nearby tree and laid under its shade.

“Hey, I’m still waiting for that punishment of yours! Since you’re taking longer than expected I’m just going to take a little nap. Wake me up once you guys are done playing, alright. I’ll be waiting over here, so come and try to punish me whenever you’re ready.”

Hearing Ren’s provocation and seeing him yawning in the distance while waving his hands, the Sword Cultivor’s anger rose to another level. He wanted nothing more than to slice that smug smile on Ren’s face, yet he could not do it as he wasn’t able to get past Fang Mu.

Seeing the Sword Cultivator burst of energy and killing intent, Ren chuckled. Despite angering the other party to the extreme Ren wasn’t the least bit afraid as he closed his eyes and slept.