Peerless Genius System

After breaking the enchantment, Xiao Luo crashed through the enormous square which was at the center of the Holy Land of the Light Clan.

WHOOSH!

Drom where Xiao Luo stood in the middle of the square, a powerful wave of energy rippled across the surrounding causing grass and flowers to sway and bend. The force did not stop until it reached the end of Sky City, where it slowly dissipated.

"Little girl, can you feel it?" asked Duck Emperor with a serious-looking expression.

"Feel what?" responded Ghost as she pouted her lips, unsure what was going on.

Duck Emperor replied, "Don't you feel the entire Sky City is trembling a little?"

"Luo is the strongest in the world. It is no big deal that he can make Sky City tremble a little," Ghost said. It did not surprise her at all.

Duck Emperor had an incredulous look on his face. No big deal? Sky City was as large as two or three towns and weighed the same as a heavy mountain—possibly over a billion tons. How could she say it was not a big deal? Xiao Luo had just made such a vast city tremor just by releasing his aura, and anyone else would shake in their boots.

Not long after Xiao Luo landed, a group of people from the Light Clan came rushing over.

"Who dares to enter the Holy Land? Did you find courage after eating a bear's heart and a leopard's gall?"

A loud, clear voice rang across the square. A skinny man in a white shirt holding a large blade over his shoulder suddenly appeared out of thin air, flashing in front of Xiao Luo. He furrowed his eyebrows intensely and had a scowl on his face.

When Xiao Luo saw the man, his eyes glowered. Standing right in front of him was none other than Curisa. The man with a higher martial level than him back in the Original World.

"It is you? You… how did you get here?"

Curisa recognized Xiao Luo right away too. His graceful, arrogant persona disappeared and was replaced with a look of disbelief.

"Where is my wife?"

Xiao Luo asked coldly, walking straight toward him. With each step he took, he left a deep imprint on the ground. His aura steadily increased as he advanced.

Curisa was shocked and struggled to even swallow his saliva. In his mind, the person walking toward him was no human being but a ferocious beast with a pair of sharp fangs. It was nothing short of terrifying.

He calmed himself and gathered his courage, annoyed at himself for fearing someone from the Xiao clan. "Do not think you can insult our Holy Lord. Do you think an ordinary being like you has what it takes to mess with our Holy Lord? You are a toad trying to feast on swan meat." He roared to the Light Clan warriors gathered around him, "Get into formation!"

"Understood."

The hundreds of fighters from the Light Clan brandished their long swords and surrounded Xiao Luo. They maneuvered in intricate formations and shifted about quickly, then after a series of movements, they settled in for the attack. Their long swords left their hands and soared into the air like they had a mind of their own. A strange hum echoed in the air as one sword turned into two, two turned into four, and in the end, long blades filled the sky, all pointed right at Xiao Luo and his friends.

An ominous aura permeated the air as they looked up to see a sky filled with an angry storm of swords!

"Scr*w their ducking mothers! Are they using their ultimate move right off the bat?"

All the duck feathers on Duck Emperor's body stood up on ends as he moaned, "It feels like thousands of swords are going to pierce right through me!"

Ghost chuckled as she kept the miniature-size Duck Emperor in her pocket, waved the Phantom Dancer in her hands, and said, "Do not worry. This girl here will protect you."

"Remember not to go back on your words! No matter what the situation is, you cannot abandon me. Otherwise, I am going to be angry with you," said Duck Emperor.

He found someone else to rely on for the rest of the journey. At first, Xiao Luo had been his ideal bodyguard, but since they arrived at the Holy Land of the Light Clan, he was not the best person for that role. All the strongest fighters were going to target Xiao Luo. If he stayed with Xiao Luo, he would undoubtedly be a target as well. With his weak powers, there was no way he could fight them.

"Do not worry. You are so adorable. How can I bear to abandon you? Hehe, hehe…" Ghost giggled, clearly not in the least bit worried.

Xiao Luo gave Curisa a stiff smile and said, "You wish for your warriors to die first?"

Curisa ignored him and shouted to his warriors, "He is a remnant of the Xiao clan. No need to show him any mercy. Kill him!"

Xiao clan?

When they heard those words, the faces of the warriors in the square changed in an instant. The Xiao Clan was taboo. They were a very extraterrestrial race that had challenged the Light Clan in the Arcana Land thousands of years ago. If their Holy Lord's cultivation level had not been higher than theirs, thousands of them would have ended up as servants or slaves to the Xiao Clan. With that recollection engraved deep in their memories, they treated the Xiao Clan as their lifelong enemies.

"Kill him!"

"Kill this demon. The remnant of the Xiao Clan has to die!"

"Slaughter this demon!"

And now, all these warriors had a common enemy. They had only one goal on their minds, and that was to kill Xiao Luo. With rage in their eyes, they shouted in unison.

"Slaughter the demon?"

Xiao Luo sneered, "Do you think you people have what it takes to do it?"

"Yes, we do. Kill him!" an angry voice shouted out from within the group of warriors.

"Kill!"

Hundreds of them shouted in unison. Their voices were loud enough to shake the sky. Suddenly, the thousand gleaming swords hanging in the air came streaking down at Xiao Luo.

The sharp swords came fast and furious, like arrows whizzing through the air. The whistling sound of the speeding blades pierced through the sky city. It was a daunting and terrifying sight, and if any ordinary person saw the swords raining down from the sky flying down toward them, they would probably wet their pants.

"Huh…"

Xiao Luo did not even bother to look at the sword-filled sky. He merely sneered. The True Inner Force flowed from his body and formed an Invisible barrier. There was only silence and incredibly, all the swords suddenly stopped in midair, arrested by a strange force.

The hundreds of warriors from the Light Clan looked shocked. They immediately channeled all their powers to drive their swords home, determined to pierce through Xiao Luo's barrier and kill him.

The swords produced an audible hum as the warriors exerted their powers, and the blades inched forward. But the swords were straining to escape from the invisible force that had captured them, and no matter how hard they tried, they could not breakthrough.

BOOM!

Xiao Luo took a step forward, and the ground shook instantly. He emitted a terrifying wave of pressure from his body and the bodies of the hundreds of warriors from the Light Clan trembled in fear. In an instant, they were thrown back and spat out blood as they lay sprawled. Then the swords in the sky turned into dust instantly, slowly filtering down from the sky.

Curisa's eyes widened as he stared in disbelief. It was the Light Clan's unique "Evil Sword Formation". It was a formidable technique, capable of even cutting a Martial Venerable to shreds. But with hardly any effort, his opponent had broken the formation with such ease. How could this be so? Compared to the time when they last met, Xiao Luo had not only increased his powers but had done so by leaps and bounds. He had attained the pinnacle of strength in such a short time.

How did Xiao Luo achieve this feat in only a couple of months?

Did the Protector from the Original World train him?

But even if the Protector had trained him, his progress was beyond all expectations.