Chapter 2785: Evil Qi

Chapter 2785: Chapter 2785: Evil Qi

The Emperor Realm is the pinnacle of the martial arts world, and also the strongest level currently known.

It seems there’s no one more powerful than the Emperor Realm.

They represent the very top tier, their bodies covered in glory.

Each one of them was once the symbol of an era.

Even now, with these Emperor Realm experts gathered together, they still shine like a sky full of stars!

Their pride is innate, and also formed over a long time.

High in rank and power, what they love most is control.

Controlling others’ life and death, controlling others’ lives.

But now, in those people’s memories, he saw himself being used.

This made Nova utterly furious.

An Emperor Realm, being toyed with, used as a weapon—how could he not be angry?

"And who are you?"

Nova watched Julius Reed warily.

Someone who could blow up that small mountain with a single sword stroke was definitely no ordinary person.

Yet this young man before him wasn’t on the list of Ancient martial artists.

"I suppose you also plan to use me as a weapon?"

Nova looked at Julius Reed, a cold gleam in his eyes!

"That’s right, but I’m telling you up front. You can choose not to kill the one who toyed with you, or you can choose to kill him. Of course, I hope you do kill him, otherwise why would I tell you all this?"

Julius Reed spoke very bluntly.

"I’m relatively straightforward; it’s up to how you see it. If you think I’m playing you, then we can start fighting right now."

With that, he slowly raised the sword in his hand.

"Weigh it yourself, what’s light and what’s heavy. If you fight me and your cultivation is damaged, then forget revenge—you might even die at his hands!"

"You’re very confident." Nova slowly stretched out his hand, and the snow on Boulevard Mountain began to gather, forming a massive vortex!

Like a tornado, it kept whirling in place.

"I still want to fight you once, otherwise I’ll always feel a bit regretful." With that, he pointed forward!

Whoosh!

The whirlwind swept out!

Mixed with a blizzard, it smashed toward Julius Reed!

In midair, that snow actually turned into a dragon!

A snow‑white dragon roared as it flew out, then transformed into a sharp sword in the sky!

Boom!

A dazzling sword‑light exploded in an instant!

Like an aurora, it shot straight into Julius Reed’s body.

"Impressive, but outdated." Julius Reed finished speaking and slashed once.

Boom!

Like a thunderclap.

That aurora dispersed instantly.

Turning into scattered snowflakes, returning once more to Boulevard.

This was all information Tom Davenport had given.

Tom Davenport’s intel contained extremely detailed descriptions.

Every one of Nova’s methods, as well as his personality, was written there.

"Well? Still want to keep fighting? If you want to fight, I’ll accompany you, but after the fight, will you still be able to get your revenge?"

Julius Reed spoke calmly: "And let me remind you, the people here left long ago. The intel he gave was fake—he was just playing you all."

Nova pondered for a moment, then said, "Something’s off."

"What’s off?" Julius Reed asked.

"You seem to know my techniques in advance. But I haven’t been awake for long; the only ones who could know me this well are our own people. Either you’ve hidden your identity, or there’s a traitor among us."

Nova was extremely rational.

Even with his trump card broken, he didn’t panic or grow anxious; instead, he analyzed and thought with great caution.

"You’re right, I am indeed one of your people. But think about it: a single Silvio Reed has been toying with you all, running you in circles. You couldn’t even tell Silvio Reed and Julius Reed apart. Are you going to say Silvio Reed is one of yours too?"

When Julius Reed said this, the muscles on Nova’s face twitched slightly.

"Indeed, you’re right." Nova picked up his sword, turned around, and slowly disappeared.

On the vast white snowfield, only footprints remained.

But there were only a few footprints.

Nova stepped into the air and flew, vanishing directly.

"Let’s hope Silvio Reed dies this time." Standing on Boulevard Mountain, Julius Reed kept feeling that this mountain wasn’t so simple.

Rian Harris slept here, yet was almost killed by his own companions.

Was it really because of jealousy?

Fear?

But with so many Emperor Realm experts, why was Rian Harris the only one targeted for death?

Emperor Cloud Harris clearly could have gotten Rian Harris’s help early on!

Doing this brought him no benefit at all.

Standing in the snow, Julius Reed stretched out his hand, letting the snowflakes gently fall into his palm.

"That mysterious person is really interesting. He talked about rules because he knew I was interested in rules. Then he mentioned my origins... Every move hits right where it hurts." Thinking of this, Julius Reed suddenly narrowed his eyes, killing intent erupting from his body!

Swordsman?

Could it be that the one pulling strings behind that mysterious person is that Swordsman?

Or is it someone else?

But is the Swordsman really dead?

Wasn’t the Jade Pendant in South Sea Nun’s hand given by the Swordsman?

The Swordsman is Hades?

Last time in the underworld, Julius Reed met Hades.

Hades’s face, like Julius Reed’s, was blurry.

He couldn’t see it!

It really might be the same person!

If they are the same person, then everything can be explained.

Hades created the underworld and gave the Jade Pendant to South Sea Nun.

Then he could also create another similar item and hand it to Lillian Tompson.

Lillian Tompson obtained this item, was controlled by the mysterious man, and passed it to Julius Reed.

Whether it was Long Wu or South Sea Nun, they were all tools.

These two items were originally in others’ hands, yet the one who ended up activating them was still Julius Reed.

Combine that with the Swordsman’s habit of controlling people, and you can basically infer it really is that Swordsman.

Seven Gem Slope is a living example!

Back then, Seven Gem Slope was manipulated by the Swordsman, who directly shattered that world’s rules and established a new order!

But if the Swordsman is that powerful, did he let me go on purpose?

It doesn’t feel like it.

Julius Reed kept feeling that Hades didn’t understand him.

If it’s the Swordsman, then his methods are terrifying.

Everything that seems natural in the end turns out to be under the Swordsman’s control.

"If you really are that Swordsman, I’ll kill you." Julius Reed narrowed his eyes, the killing intent on him growing thicker and thicker.

Suddenly!

He noticed something off about Boulevard Mountain.

That earlier sword strike had blown off an entire peak of Boulevard Mountain.

Looking now, white mist was rising there.

Julius Reed sprinted over and landed atop that mist.

"There’s such dense Spiritual Power here?" Julius Reed looked at the fracture before him, bent down, and gently touched it with his hand.

The exposed cross‑section was extremely smooth, yet it contained a tremendously strong force!

Julius Reed sat cross‑legged on that fracture.

He began to place himself in an empty, tranquil state.

He opened up a small space within his body as an experiment.

Very quickly, the surrounding mist was drawn into it.

It should clearly have been Spiritual Power, yet now this mist had completely changed!

It felt like Evil Qi!

Evil Qi!

The Evil Qi of the dead!