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Chapter 532: Ungrateful and Treacherous Yin Dragon Holy Son

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"Heavenly Sword."

"This divine ability is not bad, it's a pity, your sword Dao comprehension is too poor."

"Xinran Zhanglao raised his head, smirked contemptuously, the Technique around his body contracted and condensed onto the sword in his hand."

"Heart Sword Dao, Technique is boundless."

"Technique gathered at the sword tip, concentrating into a point, this point constantly compressing, constantly condensing."

"After repeated condensing and compressing, the sword blade changed color."

"Sword, come."

"Break."

"The sword blade flew from his hand, straight toward the Heavenly Sword above."

"The two swords differed greatly in size; the Heavenly Sword's volume was dozens of times that of Xinran Zhanglao's sword. When they collided, it was like a minor adept facing a master."

"In size they were not on the same level, yet the power was not lacking in the slightest."

"Xinran Zhanglao clasped his hands together, transmitting Technique, his body erupted with vast Technique, all gathering onto that sword."

"Crack."

"The Heavenly Sword showed a crack; the Heavenly Sword Daoist, seeing this, made hand seals with both hands, instantly completing the seal, the Heavenly Sword expanded again by double, and the power it erupted with increased manifold."

"Heavenly Sword, exterminate evil."

"Xinran Zhanglao, you cannot break my sword."

"Technique vast, heaven and earth annihilated."

"You murderers, die for this master!"

"The Heavenly Sword shattered everything; the Heavenly Sword Daoist glanced at Tianlian Shimei, Tianlian Zhenren understood the meaning, shook off the Qingluo demon commander, and turned to leave."

"He left without looking back, the junior sister left, and the Heavenly Sword Daoist breathed a sigh of relief."

"The junior sister has left; I have no worries."

"At this moment, his body erupted with an even more terrifying aura, heaven and earth suppressed."

"The Heavenly Sword fell."

"Boom—"

"Within a radius of several kilometers, everything became a hell of Technique."

"In the purgatory, Technique surged."

"Anyone enveloped by Technique was instantly cut into countless pieces."

"Figures were shaken and flung away; Xinran Zhanglao swiftly roamed within the Technique, standing a kilometer away, the Technique around her dissipated without causing any danger."

"The gentle Technique held no power."

"But for others, it was different."

"Jing Yuheng and the White Wolf Vice Hall Master escaped the Heavenly Sword's attack range, their state was miserable."

"Fortunately, they were uninjured, but the Black Dragon Guard behind them was not so lucky; one‑fifth fell."

"Those who ran fast are already here; the rest are all buried here."

"Damn it, the Heavenly Sword Daoist has gone mad."

"Yeah, he really has gone mad."

"The White Wolf Vice Hall Master's heart was greatly shaken; this place had become the Heavenly Sword Daoist's Technique purgatory; if they were even a second slower, they could have their defenses broken by the Heavenly Sword's Technique and end up like those Black Dragon Guard."

"Cough cough cough."

"The two stared into the smoke and dust, the scenes before them gradually becoming clear."

"Not far away, the Qingluo demon commander shook his head: 'Heavenly Heart Sect, indeed cannot be underestimated.'"

"A mere Heavenly Sword Daoist actually commands such divine ability."

"If it weren't for Xinran Zhanglao reducing part of the power, ……"

"This sword made him dare not look down on the people of the Heavenly Heart Sect."

"Indeed worthy of being one of the Heavenly character generation of the Heavenly Heart Sect, a pillar of the sect."

"What a pity, Tianlian Zhenren got away from her."

"In the distance, there was no trace of Tianlian Zhenren; even if we pursued now, we couldn't catch up."

"The Qingluo demon commander was not in a hurry; outside, many people were still watching."

"Tianlian Zhenren cannot escape."

"Many clansmen have died; when we go back, we'll surely be scolded again."

"The Qingluo demon commander gave a bitter smile; many Monster Race clansmen have died, the Demon King will surely be angry."

"The Heavenly Sword Daoist must die."

"If he does not die, those clansmen would have died in vain."

"Cough cough cough."

"In the smoke and dust, the Four Elders and others slowly walked out of the deep pit."

"Under the bombardment of the Heavenly Sword divine ability, the earth was blasted into a huge pit; inside the pit, besides Technique and smoke and dust, there was nothing else."

"They escorted Yin Gui Zhenren out; having just escaped the safe zone, three of them collapsed."

"The three Elders lay down, the ghostly aura on their bodies dissipated, their ghostly aura completely exhausted."

"The Four Elders were similar; they gave a bitter smile."

"Still alive."

"We made it out alive."

"Before they could even feel happy, the Four Elders saw the Yin Dragon Holy Son a dozen meters away, staring at them with a smile."

That smile was extremely strange, extremely deadly.

The several Elders suddenly could not laugh; the joy of surviving the calamity was gone.

"Be careful, the Yin Dragon Holy Son is still here."

Elder Si stared at the Yin Dragon Holy Son, and that person moved.

Coming toward them, Elder Liu and Elder Ba felt bitter, but they knew that now they had to step forward.

"Elder Si, you take the Sect Master away; him, leave him to us."

Elder Si was deeply moved; these Elders truly lived up to never abandoning.

Having reached this point, it was already sufficient.

"Actually, you could flee for your lives; it's unnecessary."

Yin Gui Zhenren coughed once, cutting off their words.

Elder Si lowered his head and saw Yin Gui Zhenren open his eyes; the weakened man spat a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Sect Master."

"Sect Master."

"Sect Master."

Three Elders shouted anxiously; after Yin Gui Zhenren spat a mouthful of blood, he improved a bit.

He pressed his hand down, indicating the Elders need not worry, nor be afraid.

Yin Gui Zhenren pushed aside Elder Si's hand and slowly stood up.

His trembling body was filled with power.

The disciples of the Yin Gui Sect who had escaped, seeing Yin Gui Zhenren stand, hurriedly approached.

"Cough cough cough."

The Yin Dragon Holy Son halted his advance, his gaze coldly fixed.

After Yin Gui Zhenren steadied his cough, he addressed the Yin Dragon Holy Son: "Yin Dragon Holy Son, I never expected the one who laughs till the end to be you."

"But don't think you are truly the final victor, cough cough cough."

He said a sentence, then coughed.

The Yin Dragon Holy Son's face grew grim, disdainfully saying, "Sect Master, are you trying to stop me?"

"The Yin Gui Sect has already declined, and you are also useless; why not hand the Yin Gui Sect over to this Holy Son, this Holy Son will lead the Yin Gui Sect to brilliance."

He was apprehensive, dared not act, yet was probing.

Yin Gui Zhenren sneered, "Just you? A little mouse hiding in the dark, you think you can lead the Yin Gui Sect to rise?"

"Yin Dragon Holy Son, if you are sensible, hand over the Heavenly Ghost Pearl, and you may survive, otherwise."

"Sect Master, at this point you still try to be strong; do you think relying on those worthless ones can stop this Holy Son?"

Elder Si and the others glared at the Yin Dragon Holy Son; their strength was a bit lacking, yet they would not repay kindness with hatred like the Yin Dragon Holy Son.

"Ungrateful beast, back then, if the Sect Master hadn't brought you back to the Yin Gui Sect, you would have died outside long ago."

"And you, what have you done to the Sect Master?"

"Just like the Yin Killer Holy Son, a treacherous wolf."

The Yin Dragon Holy Son is the elder brother of the Yin Killer Holy Son, though not by blood.

They depended on each other for survival, fell to beggars; had Yin Gui Zhenren not taken pity and brought them back to the Yin Gui Sect, they would have died beneath the ruined temple on that winter's day.

And the two brothers, both betrayed the Sect Master, becoming the Heavenly Ghost True Person's lackeys.

Such people, they are not ashamed to associate with.

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