Chapter 622: Entering the Dadian, the Spirit Sword Sect's Spiritual Vein

Killer qi entered the body, and it was unpleasant.

The five viscera and six bowels, true qi, and even flesh and blood were all corroded, bit by bit tearing apart every part of the body.

That pain, Lingjian Zhenren forcibly suppressed it, but could not expel it; there was no time, and he could not expel it immediately.

First suppress it, then later think of a way to expel it.

The urgent task is to deal with these people before him; Lingjian Zhenren activates sword qi, uses true qi—doing so will cause the killer qi to spread quickly, leaving him little time; he must settle them quickly, otherwise there will be endless trouble.

"You all deserve to die!"

Lingjian Zhenren gritted his teeth and glared at these people before him—a swarm of ants, bullying the few with the many, actually bullying him… one person; today he will make them die, all of them dying here.

"You ants, today you will surely die."

"Let's start with you, Jing Yuheng."

The sword blade pointed at Jing Yuheng; Lingjian Zhenren's killing intent was unstoppable; he wanted to settle this woman, for she had brought him pain; if Jing Yuheng died, the others would be frightened and retreat.

The Black Dragon Guard and the Demon-Suppressing Army could not possibly affect him; afterward, Lingjian Zhenren would slowly seek trouble from the Great Qi Dynasty, making them know what the consequence of offending him is, and also making Qi Ruohua pay the price.

The Spirit Sword Sect is not something they can offend, nor something they can resist.

Jing Yuheng raised his Thunder Long Spear, unafraid: "Hmph, Lingjian Zhenren, don't pretend; the killer qi has entered your body, isn't it unpleasant?"

"You now appear strong outside but weak within; you can no longer fight with full strength—do you think you can kill me?"

The feeling of killer qi entering the body—Jing Yuheng is not unfamiliar with it.

No matter how strong you are, once killer qi enters the body internally, it also needs time to be expelled.

If not expelled, continually suppressing it will only make it more unbearable.

And she only needs to buy time; once the killer qi erupts, this battle will naturally end with them laughing last.

Demon-Suppressing General Feng Yuqian coldly said: "Lingjian Zhenren, stop acting; you can do nothing now."

He knows the terror of killer qi; taking one of his punches, that punch contains how much killer qi and killing intent—even if Lingjian Zhenren is stronger, he will still be hit.

The only explanation is that this person is acting.

Just a show of strength outside, weakness within.

Qi Mingyu held a spear, gave a cold smile: "I advise you to hand over Mu Longhao; otherwise, we don't mind killing you."

I think the others of the Spirit Sword Sect would love to see you die here.

Those words were like a needle prick, stabbing his heart.

What Lingjian Zhenren worries about is not them, but the internal situation of the Spirit Sword Sect.

The Dadian has been invaded; if Junior Sister Xinran is released, his situation will become difficult.

Within the Spirit Sword Sect, many stand beside Junior Sister Xinran, and some old-timers, seeing his problem, might… try to get him to relinquish the sect master position, or have Jing Yuheng and them kill him, ending it all.

Both Ming Wuzi and Ming Jianzi oppose him, showing that others do not respect or have confidence in him as sect master.

The internal situation is more frightening than external enemies.

Lingjian Zhenren's face grew darker, he lowered his gaze and stared fixedly at Jing Yuheng and the others.

"Hand over Mu Longhao, and we will turn and leave; this matter, the Great Qi Dynasty can pretend it never happened."

"Lingjian Zhenren, you are a smart person; don't waste your future over a demon king."

"Your Majesty does not like double-dealers; you had best understand this."

Jing Yuheng waved his spear; lightning trembled, drawing the heavenly thunder tribulation clouds.

It seems that as long as she wishes, the thunder tribulation can fall at any moment.

Lingjian Zhenren had a dark face, coldly said: "Jing Yuheng, are you threatening this venerable one?"

"And you all, do you know what the consequence of opposing this venerable one is?"

Jing Yuheng snorted: "What does threatening you matter? Lingjian Zhenren, you have been abandoned; an abandoned sect master, even if killed, no one would say anything."

"You wouldn't think you could still control the Spirit Sword Sect, would you?"

After fighting this long, no one has come out—this shows the problem.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he cannot.

The situation of the Spirit Sword Sect is more complicated and severe than they imagined.

This sect master is likely a bare-bones commander.

Thus, they are even less worried and unafraid.

"You?"

Lingjian Zhenren exploded in anger and attacked; at this moment, he cannot retreat or shrink back.

He must kill them, so those who betrayed him can see clearly that he is the sect master of the Spirit Sword Sect, the one who controls it.

All who betrayed him have no good ending; turning back now is still possible.

"Hum."

"Slash."

Sword qi, tearing the sky.

This sword, immensely huge, suppresses Jing Yuheng and the others as it goes.

"Thunder God."

"Overlord Heaven."

"Killer Qi Fist."

Jing Yuheng and the three others took the lead, charging together at Lingjian Zhenren—fists, spear, and halberd.

Thunder, flames, killer qi.

Three attacks, three divine abilities, three colors.

The three people surrounded Lingjian Zhenren on three sides, shattering the sword qi.

White Wolf and Azure Dragon Vice Hall Masters attacked from above and below; from all directions they were surrounded and blocked.

This battle, there is no turning back.

Inside the Spirit Sword Sect.

Inside the hall.

Chen Chuyang walked in slowly; no one noticed his appearance, nor did anyone know of his existence.

Looking at the surrounding formations, the unfamiliar place, the hall filled with sword energy, did not drive him away.

Blending with the surroundings, it seemed as if he were originally part of the hall's interior.

"The hall is fine, the formations are fine, these materials are not simple; worthy of the Spirit Sword Sect, indeed lavish."

These materials, even a little taken out, could sell for a lot of money.

Chen Chuyang compared himself; the gap between him and the Spirit Sword Sect is still huge, just in terms of resources, they cannot be compared.

The materials used in this hall are not something he could provide; moreover, the Spirit Sword Sect has more than just this one hall.

The required spirit stones are also not few; that spirit energy concentration, compared to his Longshe Shan, is many times richer. Chen Chuyang greatly envied this environment; under the hall surely lies a spirit vein. Such a good spirit vein, if he obtained it and merged it into Longshe Shan's spirit vein, Longshe Shan's spirit energy would surely increase several times over, making it even more suitable for cultivation.

"The Spirit Sword Sect's spirit vein is extraordinary, much better than Longshe Shan's spirit vein; if...?"

Chen Chuyang wanted this spirit vein, but he knew he could not move.

Once he made a move, he would surely attract the Spirit Sword Sect's attention; those old immortals would not just watch him seize the spirit vein.

Very dangerous.

At least, for now he cannot move.

"What a pity."

"The Spirit Sword Sect is still not bad; this spirit vein is also not bad."

Chen Chuyang's heart was moved; such a good spirit vein right before his eyes, how could he not be moved.