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Nameless appeared like a demon-sealing spirit, his white hair wildly fluttering.

Crimson Sword Qi condensed into a three to four-foot-long sword-shaped phantom and mercilessly slashed towards Zhou Yi's protective qi shield.

"Supervisor!"

"Quick, protect him!"

"How dare you, old thief..."

Urgent and panicked voices rang out; Zhou Yi was not alone; countless lives and futures were tied to him.

They would rather die themselves than let the Supervisor fall!

However, Nameless was too close, and his Sword Qi was too fast; there was no time to block it.

Boom!

A piercing loud noise was heard, and the protective qi shield shattered in response.

The Sword Qi struck towards Zhou Yi's neck, with boundless hatred in Nameless's eyes, as if there was an irreconcilable feud between them.

"Time to bring out my real skills!"

Zhou Yi's expression remained unchanged as the surging True Qi from his Dantian burst forth, layering into a nine-layered protective qi shield.

Nine Layers of True Gang!

Within the Scripture Pavilion was a secret martial arts tome that detailed transforming immense True Qi into Protective True Gang to defend against blades, spears, swords, halberds, hidden weapons, and poison powder. Once Zhou Yi mastered it, leveraging his vast True Qi, he innovated his defense, increasing its strength by ninefold.

Boom, boom, boom...

Five loud blasts sounded, exhausting the Sword Qi.

Astonishment replaced the hatred in Nameless's eyes, along with a bit of disbelief. Who in the world could withstand the Heartless Sword Art? Even those two from the palace couldn't take it head-on.

"Heh heh heh..."

Zhou Yi let out a few smug, strange laughs, his figure suddenly swelling to become a twelve-foot-tall golden giant.

"The Sword God is a senior of Jianghu, having yielded three swords. Now, it's my turn!"

His palm as large as a winnowing basket, Zhou Yi stirred a fierce gale, not even needing to perform any exquisite maneuvers as he directly fanned towards Nameless's head.

Nameless executed Protective True Qi to defend but felt a terrifying force directly flinging him flying before he even landed, saw Zhou Yi leaping up and coming at him with two fists again.

"Well done, Vajra Indestructibility!"

With admiration, his sword radiated light, lifting Nameless up from below, rising another ten feet into the air.

Zhou Yi's fists hit nothing but the ground. Looking up, he saw Nameless using the lifting power of the sword to fly tens of feet away, already beyond the military formation.

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A fervent light flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. If he could master this swordsmanship, based on his immense True Qi, perhaps he could fly hundreds of feet.

The world was wide open to him!

Nameless's aura slowly declined, the red in his eyes dissipated, and he slung his long sword diagonally at his waist.

"Supervisor, your martial arts mystique is not inferior to the Innate. I admit I'm no match. However, for the safety of my peers in Jianghu, I have no choice but to sacrifice my reputation and resort to assassination to eliminate the demon!"

"As expected of the righteous Sword God, you've already labeled me a demon," Zhou Yi snorted coldly: "I've gathered military provisions for His Majesty, hence the expansion to the Northwest, and I've traveled around to inspect and survey the lands, reducing taxes for the common people."

"These deeds outweigh those of a thousand, ten thousand righteous martial artists of Jianghu. You all are merely posing as righteous, using the title to eliminate those who differ!"

Silent for a long moment, Nameless let out a sigh: "Let posterity judge what's right and wrong!"

A smile flickered in Zhou Yi's eyes. Not knowing how long he would live, perhaps hundreds or thousands of years, future generations would surely revise whatever they said about him.

History is written by those who live the longest!

The judgements of later generations on their predecessors are dictated by what Zhou Yi says.

"Sword God, I have a question that perplexes me."

Zhou Yi asked: "You massacred the Nine Clans to break through to Innate, having long since severed emotions and desires. How could you oppose the Imperial Court over a mere favor from the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

"It's all for cultivation."

A look of melancholy flashed in Nameless's eyes as he turned to leave, his voice drifting in the wind.

"I will attempt to assassinate you at any moment, Supervisor. You must always maintain at least five layers of Gang Qi to avoid..."

Before he could finish, commands could be heard from behind.

"Archers, loose!"

The sounds of bowstrings vibrating incessantly filled the air as a dense flurry of arrows shot towards Nameless, enveloping him from all directions.

"Utmost shameless!"

Nameless drew his long sword, releasing waves of Sword Qi to sweep away the incoming arrows.

"If I'm branded a demon and a eunuch, scorned and slandered, then not being shameless would mean accepting these slurs in vain," Zhou Yi waved a hand in signal: "Commander Xie, contain the Sword God; the Inspectorate shall join forces to kill him!"

At his command.

The Inspectorate's experts each displayed their Qinggong, braving the rain of arrows to encircle Sword God, deploying poisoned needles and darts as hidden weapons, not aiming to injure Nameless, but to keep him in place.

"I have roamed Jianghu for decades, surviving countless brushes with death. Such an encirclement is nothing in my eyes!"

Nameless's True Qi surged, moving as fast as lightning, his Protective Qi disregarding the hidden weapons and arrows, and his sword easily penetrated the chests of two Eastern Depot operatives.

The encircled assailants took a moment to react, hastily retreating with their Qinggong. But how could they be faster than Nameless? In an instant, two more were dead.

"Sword God, such fury you wield!"

With his terrifying strength bolstered, Zhou Yi didn't need any Qinggong; a single jump brought him at an amazing speed, landing in front of Nameless.

Eight-Armed Divine Fist!

A second-rate palm technique from Jianghu, upon execution, it seemed as though eight arms were striking simultaneously, presenting a daunting challenge to an opponent. When performed in his Vajra Indestructibility state, each palm strike was tremendously powerful, sending the Sword God reeling back.

Nameless seized the opportunity to break through toward the west, killing four more operatives before encountering Zhou Yi again.

"Sword God, everyone who coveted my position is dead, and you can't be an exception!"

"The Supervisor won't be able to hold me back!"

Nameless had only tested twice but already understood Zhou Yi's strategy: relying on hundreds of Eastern Depot operatives to drain his True Qi until he would struggle to even use Qinggong.