At the mont the gate collapsed.
An Ruosong felt a blur before his eyes as Wu Zhong’s cold golden face flickered in front of him.
His fist struck fiercely at An Ruosong’s chest, An Ruosong’s protective Gang Qi was completely ineffective against Wu Zhong, and it was ripped apart directly.
He heard the bones inside his body crackling.
A sweet tallic taste surged up, and An Ruosong’s expression changed drastically.
His face turned ashen, knowing full well he was no match for Wu Zhong; the man’s power was terrifying.
"Is that all you can do? The Three Sects and Nine Schools, nothing more."
Wu Zhong’s icy voice pierced An Ruosong’s eardrums like a sharp spike.
In the next mont, Wu Zhong kicked heavily, sending An Ruosong crashing down from the sky.
An Ruosong’s body fell straight to the ground, creating a large pit several zhang wide.
Wu Zhong’s gaze shifted to Chen Mu beside him, and then slowly moved to Ye Lingyue.
"Chen Mu, take Ye Lingyue to the forbidden area and find the ancestor."
An Ruosong knew well that if Chen Mu didn’t escape today, Hunyuan Sect’s years of foundation would be destroyed.
He shouted loudly in grief, desperately mustering all his Primordial Power, rushing towards Wu Zhong.
"Stubborn ignorance."
In Wu Zhong’s hand, the Mighty Sword Nine Dragons Silver trembled, tracing a pitch-black streak in the dark night.
An Ruosong’s figure approached, Wu Zhong squinted his eyes, thrusting out his sword, with black light shimring, about to pierce through An Ruosong’s body.
But just then, An Ruosong suddenly bit through his tongue, spraying a blood arrow.
The blood transford mid-air into a humanoid shape.
"Blood Illusion Divine Ability? Never thought this old fellow had mastered such a skill."
It turns out An Ruosong, after all, was a strong figure in the One-step Divine Power Realm, the divine skill he realized after breaking through was precisely this life-saving Blood Illusion Divine Ability.
The "An Ruosong" transford from his essence blood blocked Wu Zhong’s deadly strike and together with the real An Ruosong, attacked Wu Zhong.
Taking advantage of the battle, Chen Mu gathered the Light Talisman Ball and fled toward the forbidden area of Hunyuan Sect.
Both Chen Mu and An Ruosong understood all too well, if they couldn’t bring the Hunyuan Ancestor out today, Hunyuan Sect was dood to be annihilated.
Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong was too terrifying.
Watching Chen Mu depart with the Light Talisman Ball, Wu Zhong’s gaze darkened even further.
Murderous intent intensified, revealing a hint of savagery beneath the golden mask’s handso features.
"Emperor’s Nine Heavens."
Wu Zhong’s sword shadows layered, the towering Sword Qi was like a dragon soaring in the sky, piercing through An Ruosong’s chest.
That divine skill clone exploded in the air.
An Ruosong retreated rapidly, trying to avoid the sword.
"Where do you think you’re going." Wu Zhong struck towards An Ruosong with a sword.
Suddenly heard several whizzing noises, so shadows appeared above Hunyuan Sect.
"Spare him."
A purple light flashed, Wu Zhong’s expression slightly tensed, the sword originally aid at An Ruosong had to change direction.
There was a clinking sound, the sword collided with the purple light.
Nine Dragon Chant emitted a high-pitched roar, and beside the sword, a large amount of black Evil Qi hovered.
The purple light shattered, revealing its original form, surprisingly a purple leaf.
Wu Zhong furrowed his brows, seeing Zitang Su arrived.
Not far behind him, followed the Sifang City Lord, Monk Nan Jiu, and Yue i.
The people of the Three Sects seed to gather together.
"Lord Zitang, City Lord, Master, Miss Yue, thank goodness you’re here. Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong has killed over three thousand lives of my Hunyuan Sect, you must uphold justice for ." An Ruosong, who thought he was dood today, unexpectedly found hope in despair with the arrival of the Three Sects.
"Wu Zhong, how dare you slaughter the entire Hunyuan Sect?" Yue i, seeing the ground full of corpses and unable to find Chen Mu’s whereabouts, was both shocked and angry.
Previously, because Wu Zhong intruded into Yaochi Immortal Pavilion and damaged its Mountain Guarding Formation, Yue i, being a Guard Array Disciple, was severely reprimanded by her master.
She hated Wu Zhong to the core, especially since he might have killed her beloved Chen Mu, leaving her grief-stricken.
In her furious rage, she unleashed the Han Yue Sword.
Yue i activated her Primordial Power, a new moon slowly rising behind her.
In an instant, dozens of Sword Qi in the sky, like countless shining teors, charged toward Wu Zhong.
The Nine Dragon Chant in Wu Zhong’s hand let out a roar.
Savage energy broke through the air, like a black waterfall, scattering Yue i’s Han Yue Sword.
"Is that an Evil Soldier?" Sifang City Lord’s gaze shrank, staring incredulously at Wu Zhong’s sword.
As he watched Wu Zhong’s sword, pitch black, as he swung it, two streams of Spiritual Power flowed along the blade.
Wherever the Sword Qi reached, living spirits were devastated, encased in ice.
It was a sword of death, an Evil Soldier!
The so-called Evil Soldier, in contrast to Spiritual Artifacts.
Spiritual Artifacts exude Spiritual Energy, while Evil Soldiers are brimming with Evil Qi, impossible for ordinary people to wield, only powerful demons can use.
Underworld Yama Palace’s Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong, having dominated the mainland for years, was renowned far and wide, who could have known he was of Demon Clan.
As the word "demon" fell, everyone was deeply shaken.
"You’re of Demon Clan?"
"Hand that old man over, or else, I wouldn’t mind adding a few more lives to those three thousand."
Wu Zhong noted that Ye Lingyue’s speech and actions were restricted by that peculiar Light Talisman Restriction.
To save her, he must first break through that Light Talisman Restriction.
Chen Mu took Ye Lingyue to the so-called Hunyuan Sect forbidden area, Wu Zhong had to rescue Ye Lingyue before reaching the forbidden area.
"Amitabha Buddha, Ghost Emperor, don’t be too arrogant. We Three Sects do not fear the Underworld Yama Palace."
Monk Nan Jiu spoke calmly.
Though he was a man of few worldly concerns, the Three Sects and evil forces were traditionally incompatible, not to ntion, Wu Zhong was likely a demon.
The Three Sects have always been committed to punishing evil and promoting good, as a disciple of the Three Sects, although he disliked An Ruosong’s behavior, he couldn’t let An Ruosong be killed by Wu Zhong under his watch.
"I never feared the Three Sects, enough talk. If you don’t hand over the person, then hand over your life."
Wu Zhong’s voice landed like thunder.
With a shout, the Nine Dragon Chant in his hand already swung a few swords, manifesting the Emperor Martial Arts, Emperor’s Nine Heavens.
Those sword energies soared into the sky, turning the skies into a galaxy-like radiant Sword River.
The majestic sword power illuminated the entire world in an instant.
Under the Sword Qi’s canopy, it was impossible to move, no chance for escape.
Upon seeing those Sword Rivers, even Zitang Su’s gaze couldn’t help but change.
Internally, he couldn’t help but murmur, never expected Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong, who was filled with evil aura, to wield a sword technique so grand and magnificent, his swordsmanship expertise transcended beyond the realm of Divine Power Realm experts.
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