Come and Go as You Please?

Seeing that the palm was about to land, Zhang Qishan and the other elders gritted their teeth and persevered under the terrifying pressure.

Their knees were bent, and they were about to fall to the ground.

However, they went all out to maintain their dignity.

"Could today be the day that our Sword Control Sect is destroyed? I, Zhang Qishan, have let my ancestors down..."

Zhang Qishan shouted, his eyes bloodshot. When he thought that the Sword Control Sect, which had been passed down for thousands of years, was going to die in his hands today, he revealed an unwilling and aggrieved expression.

All the elders were filled with anger. They wished that they could self-detonate their golden cores and nascent souls to fight against the Blood Soul Demon Master.

Unfortunately, the spirit energy and blood essence in their bodies had been suppressed by the demonic qi of the blood palm. They could not even self-detonate.

The thousands of disciples of the Sword Control Sect were also affected by the residual power. They knelt on the ground one by one. When they saw that the sect master and the elders were facing a life-and-death crisis, their faces were also filled with pain.

"Sect master... Elders..."

Then, some of the disciples seemed to have thought of something and knelt down while facing the Sword Master Hall.

"Sword masters, please bless us!"

"Sword masters, please bless us!"

"Sword masters, please bless us!"

"..."

Tears streamed down their faces as they continued to pray.

Sword Master Hall.

There were a total of 21 sword masters and 42 sword master inheritors!

In order to prevent the inheritance from breaking, two inheritors would be chosen from sword masters in each generation.

Of course, only one person could become the sword master in the end.

That person would have an extremely deep cultivation base and a complete inheritance.

At this moment, everyone was praying for a miracle to happen. They were praying for the successive sword masters and their inheritors to leave behind some magic treasure or spirit weapon that could defeat the enemy and save everything.

Just as the blood-red palm was about to land on the heads of Zhang Qishan and the others, the Sword Master Hall seemed to have received a response. A ray of light flashed in the pitch-black depths like a star in the night sky.

In the next moment, an ordinary flying sword made of black iron transformed into a bolt of lightning and shot out from the Sword Master Hall at an extremely fast speed.

In a breath's time, the bolt of lightning shot from the sword master peak to the demon-slaying peak.

Rumble!

A thunderous explosion sounded in the air.

A blinding bolt of lightning burst out from the sword body. The moment it came into contact with the blood-red palm, it exploded and directly wiped out the blood-red palm.

At the sight of this sudden scene, everyone was stunned.

The Blood Soul Demon Master, who was standing under the demon-slaying tower, suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the sword master peak with fear in his eyes.

'The aura in the Soul Formation Realm? The Innate Spirit Gathering Technique?

'Could it really be the sword master?

'No. This Sword Control Sect has a thousand years of history and a deep foundation. Could it be the sword master inheritor?

'Since there are still hidden experts in the Sword Control Sect, this is not the chance to destroy the Sword Control Sect.'

The Blood Soul Demon Master looked at the ordinary black iron long sword on the ground and thought with dissatisfaction.

His face was gloomy as his cold gaze swept across Zhang Qishan and the elders.

"Consider yourselves lucky."

"I don't believe that those old fellows hiding in the shadows will have the strength to help you next time." 

The Blood Soul Demon Master snorted coldly.

"Go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Blood Soul Demon Master turned into rolling blood-colored demonic qi.

The demonic qi wrapped around the Ghost Daoist and flew into the distance.

Meanwhile, Zhang Qishan and the elders sat on the ground as if they had been relieved of a heavy burden. Their expressions were extremely aggrieved.

Today, the Sword Control Sect had almost been destroyed!

If an expert had not made a move in the end, the Sword Control Sect would probably no longer exist in the Northern Spirit Realm.

Zhang Qishan slowly exhaled. Then, he looked at the ordinary black iron long sword on the ground with puzzlement.

"Could this belong to... a senior in the sect?"

...

In the outer area of the Qianyuan Mountain range.

"Demon Master, why didn't you directly destroy the Sword Control Sect just now? Although that move just now was powerful, it was definitely no match for you," the Ghost Daoist said in puzzlement.

"Do I need to explain my actions to you? Hmm, are you doubting me?"

The Blood Soul Demon Master coldly glanced at the Ghost Daoist.

"I dare not do so," the Ghost Daoist said in fear. He could not help but shiver as he lowered his head.

"Of course, I didn't let go of the Sword Control Sect not just because of that move, but also because I felt that there seemed to be an aura that made me uneasy in the Sword Master Hall.

"The aura seems to be watching me."

At this point, deep fear flashed in the depths of Blood Soul Demon Master's eyes.

He could not figure it out no matter how hard he tried. The Sword Control Sect clearly did not have the sword master in charge anymore.

How could there still be someone who could make him feel uneasy?

The lightning attack just now was only at the initial stage of the Soul Formation Realm. It was far from enough to make him feel apprehensive.

However, the Blood Soul Demon Master felt a hint of conspiracy.

The other party was luring him over!

"An aura that makes the demon master feel uneasy?"

When the Ghost Daoist heard the Blood Soul Demon Master's answer, his face turned paler.

He immediately broke out in cold sweat especially when he thought of how he killed the Sword Control Sect's disciples recklessly earlier.

An existence that even the Blood Soul Demon Master felt uneasy about.

The Blood Soul Demon Master was a powerhouse of the Soul Formation Realm and a demon magnate from 800 years ago.

Next to the Blood Soul Demon Master, what was he?

In the eyes of that hidden existence, was he just like an ant?

Thinking of this, the Ghost Daoist was filled with joy.

Fortunately, he had rescued the Blood Soul Demon Master in time. Otherwise, he might have lost his life in the Sword Control Sect today.

"Well, you don't have to think too much. Although the situation just now was a bit strange, it's not difficult to destroy the Sword Control Sect.

"As long as I recover all my strength, I'll lead the Ghost Spirit Sect to make a comeback!"

The Blood Soul Demon Master glanced at the Ghost Daoist and said coldly.

"Demon Master, you're right. Our Ghost Spirit Sect is waiting for your return. With your strength, the entire Northern Spirit Realm will be yours, let alone a declining Sword Control Sect."

An ugly smile appeared on the Ghost Daoist's thin face.

"Return?

"Is this Sword Control Sect a place for you to come and go as you please?"

At this moment, a clear voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the Blood Soul Demon Master and the Ghost Daoist.

The two looked at each other and saw a trace of shock in each other's eyes.

Then, as if they had thought of something, their hearts jumped and their hairs stood on end. A strong sense of life and death crisis spread from the bottom of their hearts.

They looked toward the source of the voice.

Not far away, there was a young man dressed in a long green robe on the trunk of a big tree. With a handsome face, he was standing with his arms crossed.

At this moment, this young man was looking down at them with a smile.

This young man was Wu Ye.

The moment the Blood Soul Demon Master saw Wu Ye from under the tree, the blood qi in his body churned crazily.

He was now almost certain that the uneasy aura he sensed on the demon-slaying peak just now originated from this young man!