The man in white roared with eyes splitting in rage!!
"Across the entire world, besides the state of Chu and the Prison of Souls Abyss, who else dares to confront the Great Han, who else dares to save my Lingyin Sect!!"
His words struck terror into the hall, as this man in white had completely torn off the Lingyin Sect's fig leaf, directly exposing the core of their problem.
Indeed, the various states occupied vast lands. Apart from the mysterious Loulan, Great Han, Chu, and the Prison of Souls Abyss, who would not bow and scrape before them, the three sects of the overseas lands? But now, things were different. The Great Han had suddenly risen from the east.
Upon its founding, it had already annihilated the Kingdom of Langya. Currently, it had made the Jin Kingdom dare not utter a sound. The Liao Kingdom was practically useless, its cities and state collapsing in an instant. The Kingdom of Goryeo was too preoccupied to send troops, its army massed at the border, yet it dared not march to face the Great Han, cowering in one place, barely clinging to life. And the mysterious Loulan was also extremely close to the Great Han. Besides the state of Chu and the Prison of Souls Abyss, did they have any other way to survive? No!!
The man in white glared at the assembled high-ranking members of the Lingyin Sect: "Sect Master, esteemed elders, the state of Chu is our only way out. I implore you to reconsider!!"
*Slap*
*Slap*
*Slap*
Suddenly, several claps echoed through the hall, crisp and loud, filling the surroundings!!
"Well said, sensible words. A pity, a great pity!!"
A cold voice swept from all directions, chilling to the bone, utterly merciless!!
"Who?"
The Sect Master of the Lingyin Sect's pupils contracted instantly, his eyes fixed on the surging primal energy within the hall. He could not detect the true location of this person at all.
This person could bypass the sect's layers of patrols and enter the main hall without a sound. Even he had not noticed. If not for this mysterious person suddenly speaking, he might not have even known how he died. Terrifying. When did such a powerful expert appear in these surroundings? Even he, the Sect Master of the Lingyin Sect, had not detected them!!
The Sect Master of the Lingyin Sect's pupils constricted further, his heart filled with panic and unease: "Who, come out!!"
*Clang*
A sword's hum suddenly flashed within the hall, its killing intent engulfing the entire space. A dense and oppressive aura permeated the air, causing everyone to freeze. Their hair stood on end, their chests felt as if pierced by ten thousand knives, causing unbearable pain. In an instant, the sleeves and robes of several individuals were torn by sword energy, revealing fresh blood.
A dark shadow materialized around the head of the man in white.
*Splash*
*Clang*
A column of blood instantly burst from the man in white's forehead. Blood splattered everywhere. The man in white's pupils contracted drastically, filled with horror. His hands weakly reached out towards the Sect Master of the Lingyin Sect, his lips trembling.
"Save... save me... Sect... Master..."
*Swish*
A flash of sword light instantly sliced across the man in white's neck, bisecting him silently. The origin and destination of the sword energy could not be traced at all.
The man in white's neck gushed with blood, dyeing the Lingyin Sect's main hall red.
The members of the Lingyin Sect were struck with terror. The hall was filled with their high-ranking officials. There were seven cultivators at the Guiyuan stage, including the Sect Master of the Lingyin Sect, a cultivator at the sixth layer of Guiyuan. At this moment, not a single person dared to speak. All of them trembled slightly, sweat pouring down their faces. The only sounds in the entire hall were their breathing and the frantic beating of their hearts.
Looking across the entire hall, let alone people, they could not even locate the source of the suddenly appearing sword light or the primal energy fluctuations. Each of them was frozen, their eyes darting around in fear. This hall, which they were so familiar with, now felt like a man-eating beast. They had no idea who would die next!
"What, weren't you just speaking quite passionately? Why are you silent now? Hmm, you wanted to defect to the state of Chu, didn't you? You wanted to defect to the Prison of Souls Abyss?"
A chilling voice echoed again. Some disciples, terrified, pushed open the hall doors. A star-like glint flashed, and a disciple who had just left was cut in half at the waist, lying on the ground.
Everyone looked towards the sect through the doors, seeing corpses scattered everywhere. Each body had a single, fatal sword wound – either to the neck or a piercing blow to the head. Bodies lay strewn about, blood flowing freely, staining this paradise, this holy land of countless martial artists!!
"You..."
"You..."
An elder of the Lingyin Sect tremblingly stood up: "Who... are you?"
As he finished speaking, he collapsed to the ground, utterly weak. The horrific scene and the mysterious enemy had shattered his resolve. His clothes were soaked, his face pale. Where was the demeanor of a Guiyuan expert?
"The one who's here to take your life!!"
A dark, ethereal glow suddenly shot out from three feet away from the elder. In the blink of an eye, it pierced his head. With one strike, death was certain – be it the head or the neck. Or perhaps the chest, who knew if the heart wouldn't be misplaced!
It was this sudden sword light that allowed the Sect Master of the Lingyin Sect to detect a slight fluctuation. His brows furrowed, his killing intent filling his eyes. Ignoring his sweating hands, he gripped the long sword before him: "Audacious villain, die!!"
The Sect Master of the Lingyin Sect snorted coldly, his aura imposing. Whether it was to boost morale or to break free from the fear that enveloped him, he raised his long sword, stomped his feet on the ground, and his body surged forward in the air. A cold glint flashed silently, piercing the Lingyin Sect elder whose head was still bleeding and body was about to collapse.
The sword directly tore open his chest and thrust forward, tearing through layers of space. Suddenly, the Sect Master of the Lingyin Sect's hair stood on end. This sword strike had not hit the mysterious expert. The space was empty. Instead, it had injured a disciple.
Suddenly, the entire hall plunged into darkness. The previously bright hall was now so dark that one couldn't see their hand in front of their face. A terrifying night devoured the sunlight, bringing endless darkness and fear.
Sounds of tense, fearful breathing filled the hall.
A blood-red figure moved rapidly within the hall, leaving trails of afterimages. Wherever this red figure paused, there was inevitably a tearing scream, the sound of flesh being ripped apart, and the impact of blood splashing.
"Heh heh heh~"
A light chuckle echoed, increasing everyone's fear. The Sect Master of the Lingyin Sect, covered in sweat, paced back and forth in the hall, striking out in all directions, regardless of who was around him, attacking wildly.
Sword energy swept through the hall. Yao Li watched this scene from a distance, his face cold, his eyes chilling and piercing, observing this tragic spectacle.
"Die!"
"Die!"
The Sect Master of the Lingyin Sect roared madly, continuously harvesting the lives of his own sect members. The thick blood flowed along his sword into the Sect Master of the Lingyin Sect's palm. This sudden warmth only fueled his frenzy.