Chapter 625: Lingjian Zhenren's Shock

Being wounded makes Lingjian Zhenren even more enraged; the provoked humiliation cannot be endured.

These ants dare to cause him injury and bloodshed; how can that be justified!

Unable to tolerate it, he must kill these people to cleanse the shame upon him.

"It is you who forced me."

"You are seeking death yourselves; don't blame me for being blunt."

He raised his right hand, sword blade pointing to the sky, and in an instant the sky over the Spirit Sword Sect turned completely black.

A swath of oppressive darkness, countless black clouds pressing down as if the heavens had collapsed.

Boundless killing Technique descended from the heavens; everyone present involuntarily lifted their heads to stare at the sky, and for a moment they forgot the battle.

In the oppressive black sky, a flash of cold light flickered, tearing the heavens—a sword.

The massive sword blocked the entire sky, like a meteor from Tianwai falling; this scene targets not only them but also the Spirit Sword Sect, and if this sword falls, the Sect will also suffer disaster.

Lingjian Zhenren lost his reason; at this moment he cannot care about anything else, only one thought: kill these ants, kill them, so that the world will fear the Spirit Sword Sect, fear him.

And the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, since they are not on his side, then let them die.

If some people do not die, how can it be called a battle? This fight cannot be fought by him alone.

Inside the Spirit Sword Sect, Ming Wuzi stopped, raised his head, and incredulously said: "This is the Nine Chapters Sword from the Nine Chapters Sword Technique."

"The nine chapters of heaven and earth are all in one sword."

"Does he intend to kill everyone, sparing none of us as well?"

This sword, appearing to descend from Tianwai, would slay them all.

If this sword falls, Ming Wuzi cannot be sure to survive.

He's gone mad.

Lingjian Zhenren is mad; under this sword, how many can survive?

"Damn, he actually wants to destroy the entire Spirit Sword Sect; he's completely mad."

"This madman must not be allowed to successfully strike this sword down."

Holding a sword and staring at the sword in the sky, this is Lingjian Zhenren's divine ability, the Nine Chapters Sword from the Spirit Sword Sect's Nine Chapters Sword Technique.

The Nine Chapters Sword commands heaven and earth, turning all into ruins.

Only the Sect Master knows this sword technique; others have not learned it.

Ming Wuzi stared at Lingjian Zhenren's body; the disheveled him, at this moment, filled with madness.

Elder Songmu slowly appeared, looking at the sword in the sky; his aged, wrinkled face trembled.

"He's mad, daring to unleash this divine ability here—does he intend to destroy the Spirit Sword Sect?"

Ming Wuzi clasped his hands and said: "Elder, should we stop him? Once this sword falls, we fear..."

At least ninety percent of the Spirit Sword Sect's disciples will die; even the Grand Protective Array cannot shield them.

Everyone must die.

Beside Elder Songmu, several aged figures appeared, and they all looked toward the sky.

All Five Great Elders of the Spirit Sword Sect appeared, sharing the same reaction, staring at that divine ability.

One of the elders, an old man with a head of fiery red hair, snapped: "Damn, is the Sect Master mad? Does he realize that his actions will destroy the Spirit Sword Sect?"

This man is Elder Liehuo, one of the rulers of the Spirit Sword Sect.

The other elders beside him are Elders Pojin, Chaoshui, and Yueshan.

They represent five colors and the five elements; none are young.

The Technique on their bodies has not succumbed to aging.

On the contrary, it grows even richer.

"We must stop this sword."

"We cannot let him strike it down."

"For the Spirit Sword Sect, we cannot let him continue his rampage."

"It seems he truly cares not for our lives."

Elder Pojin squinted: "In the end, he's not the Sect Master of those days; he's a Tianwai person, and to him, we are merely ants."

"The Sect Master's soul cannot reclaim control of the body; after fighting so long, that person remains so powerful, so hard to deal with."

"This battle was expected to allow the Sect Master to seize body control, but who would have thought..."

They were a move away, almost missing.

He perceived their purpose and thus began to annihilate them.

This is the ruthlessness of a Tianwai person; in his eyes, the others of the Spirit Sword Sect are no different from ants.

Such a Sect Master, cold and heartless, they had long seen this, which is why all this happened,

This battle was also deliberately orchestrated by them.

Only, they didn't expect that the person would be so insane that, in the end, he would cause total ruin.

Ming Wuzi spoke: "If we don't stop him now, he'll really kill us."

Elder Songmu urged: "Everyone, it seems we must act again."

Elder Liehuo pressed his hand down: "No rush."

Everyone looked at him; Elder Liehuo smiled.

Pointing to where the Dadian stands, only the Formation of the Dadian dispersed, and a few people stepped out.

Leading the way was Elder Xinran Zhanglao, with Ming Jianzi following; after they emerged, no one remained behind.

Several Elders squinted, staring at the Dadian, their Spiritual Sense scanning.

In an instant, the Spiritual Sense swept both inside and outside the Dadian, and they were startled.

Sensed Mu Longhao's location, but there was no other aura.

They exchanged a glance, each seeing the other's shock and confusion.

Xinran Zhanglao lifted their head, stared at the sky, and their expression kept changing.

"Nine Chapters Sword, is he crazy?"

Ming Jianzi's whole face turned grim; that Technique made his breathing ragged.

"Martial Uncle, we……"

They wanted to leave this place, not wanting to become a soul lost to the Nine Chapters Sword.

Five Elders stood in the distance, nodding at Xinran Zhanglao.

Xinran Zhanglao saw the five of them, froze for a moment, then gave a faint smile.

Ming Wuzi quickly walked over and reported the situation: "Martial Uncle Xinran, we may need you to act to stop the Sect Master."

"He's crazy, actually wanting to kill us all together."

Xinran Zhanglao glanced at the Spirit Sword Sect and knew the exact situation.

The Sect Master, fighting alone, everyone staying here—it's not hard to guess how angry he is.

These people all wanted the former senior martial brother, not the present person; they are resisting and also scheming.

It seemed they had done nothing, but in fact they had done everything.

They had merely failed.

"Martial Nephew Ming Wuzi, don't panic, there's still time."

Xinran Zhanglao looked at the Lingjian True Person outside, their eyes narrowing, killing intent condensing.

The Technique within their body, without any sign, was fully released.

Having regained their strength, she, now further advanced, grasped her sword and stepped out.

Ming Jianzi glanced back at the Dadian; Chen Chuyang didn't come out, choosing to hide.

Inside, besides Chen Chuyang, there was also Mu Longhao.

These two were playing hide-and-seek, or rather, Chen Chuyang was waiting for Mu Longhao to come to them.

"Martial Junior."

"Martial Senior."

Ming Wuzi saw Ming Jianzi and couldn't help but worry: "Martial Senior, are you alright?"

"Martial Senior's fine, thanks, Martial Junior."

Ming Wuzi waved a hand: "Between us, no thanks needed."

Ming Jianzi nodded, sharing a knowing smile.