The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife
chapter-1874

On the stage, Maverick Swordsman spoke provocatively to 0, his face brimming with arrogance. Yet, 0 seemed completely indifferent, as if he didn’t even consider the swordsman worth his attention.

His pitch-black eyes held an unsettling stillness, gazing into the void as if observing something unseen, yet it felt like nothing truly captured his attention.

“Ding—” A series of melodic chimes echoed above the arena, reminiscent of finely crafted bells ringing in harmony.

Maverick Swordsman’s arrogance vanished instantly, leaving only a look of seriousness and intensity on his face.

The long sword on his back soared into the air at his will, splitting into ten blades that spun rapidly above his head.

This technique, known as [Hurricane Nineteen Swords], was the Maverick Swordsman’s proudest move. At its highest level, he could control nineteen flying swords simultaneously, their destructive power rivaling a hurricane’s. In the Spirit Refining Domain, where only a minimal amount of spiritual energy could be used and battles relied heavily on one’s soul, [Hurricane Nineteen Swords] became a lethal weapon.

In the arena, whenever the Maverick Swordsman unleashed this move, his opponents found themselves utterly defenseless. The strain on their souls was immense; even if they managed to endure the attack, they were left unable to retaliate.

The ten flying swords let out a piercing whistle as they shot toward 0 like lightning, striking with the speed of lightning.

In the spectator seats, several women sported anxious expressions, covering their mouths as they watched 0’s every move with intense focus.

At that moment, the seemingly indifferent man finally made his move.

His fingers were elegantly defined and perfectly shaped. He rested them lightly on the black sword hilt.

As the ten massive swords finally approached him, he gently swung his sword forward.

With a single swing of his sword, a dazzling flash of white light shot into the sky, momentarily blinding everyone in their seats.

Following the blinding light was a powerful surge of soul energy that enveloped everyone, stunning them into a state of shock and leaving them momentarily unable to think.

With a single slash, the ten Hurricane Swords charging toward him disintegrated like dust in the wind, shattering into fragments that scattered through the air.

In the end, a faint chime rang out as the remaining giant sword fell to the ground, its brilliance fading into dullness.

Yet the remaining force of that strike still lingered in the air, unrelenting.

It surged toward the astonished Maverick Swordsman, whipping his clothes and hair into disarray, leaving him looking utterly ragged.

All he could do was widen his eyes in terror. He helplessly watched as the sword energy, like a ferocious tiger baring its fangs, roared through his body.

“Ah!” Maverick Swordsman let out a shrill scream.

Gradually, his figure grew fainter until it finally vanished from the arena.

The entire arena fell into an eerie silence. Within just a few breaths, the once-quiet spectators erupted with excitement.

“Did you see that? With just one sword strike, Maverick Swordsman was left completely defenseless!”

“Maverick Swordsman has taken serious damage this time; he’s completely left the Spirit Refining Domain, which shows he’s reached the limits of his soul. After this battle, it will surely take him three to five months to recover.”

“I thought that after 0 disappeared for 40 years, the gap between us and 0 would have narrowed. But to my surprise, he remains just as legendary as before—an unreachable figure.”

“This is 0—the Dueling God in the Spirit Refining Domain!”

“Zero—zero—zero!”

The frenzied noise gradually transformed into a unified roar, as everyone rose to their feet, shouting the man’s name like fervent devotees.

He was the champion of the arena, the most enduring legend of the Spirit Refining Domain, and a figure revered by all martial artists and cultivators alike.