Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Wu Ye glanced at the Blood Soul Demon Master’s corpse and pursed his lips.
His use of the Heaven-Splitting Sword Finger showed that he looked up to the Blood Soul Demon Master.
Then, his gaze shifted to the Ghost Daoist.
The Ghost Daoist’s face was pale as he sat on the ground, scared to death.
This man was too fierce!
He killed the Blood Soul Demon Master with one strike.
In the eyes of this youth, the Blood Soul Demon Master was probably just a weak bug.
The Ghost Daoist had a clear understanding of himself.
At this moment, Wu Ye was looking at him the same way he looked at the cockroaches on the ground. His eyes conveyed a trace of disgust.
He walked through the air from the tree and just happened to pass by the Ghost Daoist below. He exerted a little strength with his feet.
Bang!
A muffled sound rang out.
The Ghost Daoist on the ground was crushed by a huge spirit pressure and turned into a cloud of blood mist.
It would be a waste to use the Heaven-Splitting Sword Finger to deal with this kind of trash.
Wu Ye shook his head and then stepped into the air. He turned into a stream of light before entering Qianyuan Mountain.
The next day.
At the meeting hall of the Sword Control Sect.
Zhang Qishan looked grave, and his brows were tightly furrowed. He sat right in the middle of the hall.
The elders sat on both sides of the hall with similarly solemn expressions on their faces.
In the middle of the hall, over a hundred core disciples appeared sullen as they silently stood in formation with their heads lowered.
There was also a huge square outside the meeting hall.
At this moment, all the disciples of the Sword Control Sect were gathered here in groups of twos and threes. They lowered their heads and chatted with each other with serious gazes.
In addition to the meeting hall, the entire Sword Control Sect was immersed in such a solemn and tense atmosphere.
However, Wu Ye was not as solemn as the other disciples. As usual, he leaned on a huge stone pillar in the corner of the square with a relaxed expression.
When the surrounding people noticed him, they looked at him disdainfully.
However, Wu Ye narrowed his eyes as if all of this had nothing to do with him.
At this moment, his spirit sense was no longer in the square.
If a powerful warrior above the Soul Formation Realm was here, they would be able to see a semi-transparent figure lying leisurely on the eaves of the meeting hall.
With his spirit sense, Wu Ye leaned his body sideways and stuck his ears close to the hall.
“Last night, the demonic path sneaked into our Sword Control Sect, and the seal of the demon-slaying tower was broken. Fortunately, the magic weapon in the Sword Master Hall sensed the presence of the Blood Soul Demon Master and repelled him, which saved us from a great calamity.
“800 years ago, the seventh-generation sword master of our Sword Control Sect destroyed the Blood Refinement Grand Magic of the Blood Soul Demon Master and sealed him here.
“However, now that the Blood Soul Demon Master has escaped from the Sword Control Sect, he’ll certainly lead the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect to make a comeback once he’s allowed to return to the Ghost Spirit Sect and has recovered his strength.
“This will be a huge disaster for our Sword Control Sect.”
At that, Zhang Qishan’s tone immediately became low. He looked at the elders on both sides and slowly asked, “Do any of you have any suggestions?”
The elders all frowned. They looked around and exchanged glances.
“We were lucky to be able to survive last night.”
“We don’t even know if we’ll be this lucky next time.”
“Alas, what should we do?”
“Now that there’s no sword master in the Sword Control Sect, our sect has fallen to the third position. On the other hand, the Ghost Spirit Sect is like the sun in the sky as they already have a powerful foundation. Now that the Blood Soul Demon Master has returned, he’ll definitely increase the power of the Ghost Spirit Sect.”
“It’s not just our Sword Control Sect. Perhaps the entire Northern Spirit Realm is about to face a great disaster.”
“…”
The elders discussed with heavy hearts.
If the Ghost Spirit Sect wanted to make a move, the Sword Control Sect would definitely be their primary target for revenge. The difference in strength between the two was huge.
Everyone’s faces were filled with worry. They kept thinking about whether they could find a way to resolve this disaster.
At this moment, a disciple from the patrol team of the Deacon Hall ran in anxiously, panting.
“Sect Master, Qianyuan Mountain… Something big is happening outside the mountain!”
The disciple said breathlessly.
“Why are you in a panic? Just say it directly.” Zhang Qishan frowned even more tightly.
His heart suddenly jumped, and a sense of crisis emerged.
Could it be that the Blood Soul Demon Master realized that something was wrong and returned to take revenge for the past?
“Sect Master, I found two corpses outside Qianyuan Mountain while leading a patrol team today. They’re suspected to be… people from the demonic path from last night.”
There was a trace of hesitation in the eyes of the Deacon Hall’s disciple.
“What? They found the corpses of the Blood Soul Demon Master and the Ghost Daoist?”
Zhang Qishan exclaimed, his eyes wide open.
The elders present also opened their mouths wide in disbelief.
Just a moment ago, they had been worried that Blood Soul Demon Master would make a comeback.
However, Blood Soul Demon Master was now dead?
Everything that had happened was too bizarre and unreal.
Even so, they believed that the disciple was not bold enough to talk nonsense about such a serious issue.
“Let’s go and take a look outside Qianyuan Mountain.” Suppressing the excitement and ecstasy in his heart, Zhang Qishan immediately stood up from his seat.
Following that, a group of elders led over a hundred core disciples and took out their flying swords. They turned into rays of light and flew out of the meeting hall.
On the square outside the meeting hall.
The disciples did not understand what was going on. They gazed at the sect members flying away in shock.
Wu Ye, who was leaning against the stone pillar, slowly opened his eyes. There was a strange smile on his face, as if he was looking forward to something.
The surroundings of Qianyuan Mountain.
Everyone’s faces were filled with shock at the sight of the broken head. There was only a headless corpse, a tall figure in a red robe, and a pool of human-shaped blood left.
“This is really… the Blood Soul Demon Master and the Ghost Daoist…”
Zhang Qishan and the elders were so shocked by this scene that they could not speak. They were stunned.
Even the dead Blood Soul Demon Master could still clearly sense the faint demonic qi lingering around the Blood Soul Demon Master’s corpse.
After a careful observation by Zhang Qishan and the elders, they came to a shocking conclusion.
The Blood Soul Demon Master and the Ghost Daoist were both killed in one strike!
From the marks, it was obvious that the Blood Soul Demon Master was killed in one strike.
The Ghost Daoist was crushed into pieces by a tyrannical force.
Who could have such strength?
The Ghost Daoist, who was in the Nascent Soul Realm, was easily crushed while the Blood Soul Demon Master, who was in the Soul Formation Realm, was killed without having the chance to struggle.
At this moment, the elder of the Training Hall walked to the broken head.
He fixed his eyes on the marks on the Blood Soul Demon Master’s neck and the countless cracks on his face.
Deep in thought, he wanted to reach out to touch it.
“Elder Xu, did you discover anything?”
Zhang Qishan walked over quickly and asked in puzzlement..