Slaying the Sword Sect Master! Pursuing Yunkong

The sight before them filled those Heaven Rankings experts with terror. Nearly every hair on their bodies stood on end. They released the puppet they had struggled so hard to suppress and turned to flee.

Dugu Wudi had originally ranked second on the Heaven Rankings, surpassed only by Monk Yunkong.

Now that he had refined the Dao Fruit, his strength had grown even greater.

With a single sword strike, he had severely wounded even Monk Yunkong.

Now, no one would be able to stand against him.

With Dugu Wudi's current strength, he must hate them to the bone.

Boom!

Terrifying Sword Qi shot skyward from the direction of the rear mountain, blazing brilliantly like a straight river of stars. It surged thousands of zhang into the air, nearly splitting the heavens apart.

Half the sky was awash in dazzling radiance.

Even from far away, the terrifying Sword Qi made one's hairs stand on end and skin sting, as though one's body were about to shatter.

Lu Chen and the other two, who were still entangled with the crowd, were overjoyed. They hurriedly turned to look.

"Don't let them escape!"

Lu Chen shouted, controlling the Founding Ancestor's body as it lunged out. It seized the Sword Sect Master tightly, ignoring his frantic struggles. Its hands were like iron hooks as it locked him in a death grip.

The others could be dealt with later.

But the Sword Sect Master had to die now.

More than once in its history, the Sword Sect had broken into the Sky Sword Sect and plundered it.

When Lu Chen had obtained the Dao Fruit before, the Sword Sect had pursued and tried to kill him repeatedly. This was a blood feud that could end only with death.

"Let go! Let go of me!"

The Sword Sect Master's face flushed red as he roared. His one arm swung wildly, powerful sword intent chopping ceaselessly at the Founding Ancestor's body. Clangs rang out as great showers of sparks erupted.

Yet aside from the sparks, it had no effect whatsoever.

The Founding Ancestor's body still held him fast.

"Fellow Daoists, help me! Hurry and help me!"

The Sword Sect Master bellowed, "Ye Family brothers, Xuantian Gate Master, Xu Family Head, help me at once!"

But without exception, they all ran even faster.

Each pushed their physical body to its limits, not even daring to look back.

Dugu Wudi had broken through.

Every one of them was more panicked than the last.

"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death!"

The Sword Sect Master's face was crimson. Seeing that he could not break free from the Sky Sword Sect Founding Ancestor's restraint, he finally went all out. The veins all over his body abruptly bulged, as if he had been inflated.

With a boom, countless veins burst apart. Nearly all the blood in his body gushed out. The streams of blood rapidly gathered behind him, actually forming a blurry figure.

The instant this blurry figure appeared, it radiated a terrifying sword intent that soared to the heavens and shook the earth. Even the Sacred Domain Lu Chen had painstakingly sealed around them began to tremble and blur.

Even Lu Chen felt his heart wrench violently, every hair on his body rising.

Though hidden within the Founding Ancestor's corpse, he felt his soul sting as if it were about to be shaken apart.

Zhao Xuantian, the Imperial Family's ancestor beside him, turned pale in shock and cried out, "Sword Tomb Soul Summoning! This is Sword Tomb Soul Summoning! The Sword Sect Master is risking his life!"

"Sword Tomb Soul Summoning is the Sword Sect's most bizarre ultimate art. Once unleashed, it can summon the remnants of the souls of past Sword Sect Masters and temporarily gain their sword intent. But the price is the drying up of one's essence blood, damage to one's soul, and chaotic memories!"

Breeze Swordmaster's expression also changed. "Junior Brother, retreat!"

Without a word, Lu Chen had already released the Sword Sect Master. Controlling the Founding Ancestor's body, he retreated wildly like lightning.

Rumble!

Terrifying blood-colored sword intent surged into the sky, finally tearing open Lu Chen's seemingly unbreakable Sacred Domain by force.

It was as though an invisible prison had exploded.

The people who had been sealed within immediately regained their true qi and spiritual power.

Zhao Xuantian, Lu Chen, and Breeze Swordmaster all spat out blood.

When Lu Chen had unleashed the Sacred Domain earlier, it had not been solely through his own strength.

With his own power, he could never have affected so many Heaven Rankings figures. Zhao Xuantian and Breeze Swordmaster had desperately poured their true qi into his body to achieve it.

Thus, the instant the Sacred Domain broke, all three suffered backlash.

Boom!

The blood-colored blurry figure gazed coldly, its resentment etched to the bone. Like a sinister demon rushing out of hell, it transformed into a streak of blood-red light and pounced toward the Founding Ancestor's body, seemingly intending to cut down Lu Chen and the others through the corpse itself.

"How dare you!"

Dugu Wudi's furious roar rang out.

A terrifying streak of Sword Qi thousands of zhang long descended from the heavens. Carrying light that filled the sky, it swept down like a river of stars, like raging waves of the sea, already slashing fiercely toward the blurry figure and the Sword Sect Master's body.

The blood-colored figure showed no fear at the incoming Sword Qi. At once, it shot into the sky, sword intent surging from its body as a thick, scarlet blood-colored Sword Qi flew straight upward to meet it.

Boom!

A world-shaking collision erupted.

Bloodlight and Sword Qi blasted in every direction, torrents of energy destroying everything in their path. Even the sky seemed on the verge of shattering.

The blurry crimson figure was split apart by Dugu Wudi's sword. Scarlet blood sprayed everywhere, like a rotten watermelon bursting apart.

Even the Sword Sect's sect master on the ground let out a miserable scream. He suddenly clutched his head with both hands, suffering an even fiercer backlash. His entire body shriveled at a visible rate, then with a bang, he was sent flying and crashed down hundreds of meters away.

At last, Dugu Wudi's body descended from the heavens and landed in the area.

His frame was towering, his shoulders broad and back wide.

He wore a cyan robe.

His eyes were cold and terrifying, sharp enough to strike fear into the heart.

Countless strands of sword intent coiled around his body, Sword Qi dancing through the air. Like blazing fire forging a divine sword, invisible flames roared behind him. His Sword Qi and sword intent grew stronger and more terrifying by the moment.

With every step he took, his Sword Qi and sword intent seemed to rise another level.

"Remnant souls of the Sword Sect's past sect masters? Very good. Your Sword Sect and my Sky Sword Sect have been sworn enemies for generation after generation. You have brought my Sky Sword Sect to the brink of annihilation time and again. And you remnant souls still dare to appear? I will make you perish completely, never to be reborn for all eternity!"

Dugu Wudi's eyes were icy and frightening. His entire body turned into a streak of swordlight as he charged forward once more.

The blurry figure that had just been blown apart by a single sword unexpectedly emerged again.

Yet its restored body was more than two or three times smaller than before, and far blurrier as well.

They had been forcibly summoned by the Sword Sect's sect master at the cost of all his essence blood.

Dugu Wudi's full-force sword strike had just shattered most of that essence blood, which was why their bodies were now so much smaller.

As the blood-colored figure watched Dugu Wudi's incomparably terrifying swordlight slash toward it again, it did not hesitate in the slightest. It took the initiative to detonate its own body, exploding with a bang and shattering completely.

Only a terrifying, dazzling Sword Qi remained, hacking viciously into the ground and setting off an earth-shaking commotion.

"Hmph!"

Dugu Wudi's figure emerged again. With a cold snort and icy eyes, he immediately charged toward the Sword Sect's sect master.

"What happened? Where did that blood-colored figure go? Did it self-destruct, or did it die?"

Lu Chen's face was full of shock as he watched through his spiritual power.

"It self-destructed. They are remnant souls to begin with, so there is no question of whether they live or die. If the Sword Sect produces another Heaven Rankings expert in the future, they can still summon them again after blood-sacrificing their own essence blood!"

Zhao Xuantian explained, "Their souls scattered long ago. It is only because the Sword Sect's core cultivation art is so strange that it can briefly gather these remnant souls again through the technique."

"Then destroy the Sword Sect's core cultivation art and make them disappear completely!"

Lu Chen said.

"Exactly. Only then can the Sword Sect be considered truly finished!"

Zhao Xuantian said.

"Master, quickly hand the Sword Sect's sect master over to me!!"

Lu Chen suddenly shouted ahead as he controlled the Founding Ancestor's body and rushed over.

At this moment, Dugu Wudi was holding the Sword Sect's sect master's shriveled, depleted body one-handedly like a dead dog. He had originally intended to finish him with a single sword strike, but then he suddenly heard Lu Chen's voice.

"Fine. Torture him however you like."

Dugu Wudi nodded and directly tossed the Sword Sect's sect master's body to Lu Chen.

"Torture? I'm going to slaughter him with my own hands!"

Lu Chen broke into loud laughter. He swung his Sword Qi and split the Sword Sect's sect master's body apart with one slash, then struck again and blew apart the shriveled golden little man inside him as well.

You have killed a renowned figure of the Heaven Rankings. Although there is some suspicion of taking a shortcut and borrowing another's strength, it is still a great merit. Merit Points +1000!

A line of text appeared, filling Lu Chen with delight.

"Right, Master, don't let that old monk Yunkong go! Quickly take him down too!"

Lu Chen hurriedly said.

His hatred for Monk Yunkong was hardly any less than his hatred for the Sword Sect's sect master and the Ye Family's patriarch.

It was not only because the old monk had relied on his cultivation being stronger than Dugu Wudi's to forcefully block Dugu Wudi at the gates.

It was also because the old monk was coldhearted and faithless, able to watch his own sect be wiped out without the slightest reaction.

An enemy like that was terrifying!

Once he became an enemy, Lu Chen would pay any price to kill him.

Otherwise, he would be like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness. Who knew when he might suddenly dart out and bite you hard?

Dugu Wudi abruptly turned his head and looked in the direction Master Yun Kong had previously been sent flying.

The old monk's body had already vanished without a trace.

"He won't get away!"

Dugu Wudi's voice was icy as his body transformed into a terrifying sword light. With a whoosh, he shot after him.

"Go!"

Lu Chen immediately took control of the Founding Ancestor's body and swiftly followed behind.

Under Dugu Wudi's overwhelmingly powerful spiritual senses, Monk Yunkong's figure was quickly discovered.

The scene was exactly like when Monk Yunkong had previously blocked Dugu Wudi's way.

Back then, no matter which way Dugu Wudi went, the old monk could sense him at once. No matter what techniques Dugu Wudi used, the old monk could dissolve them.

But now the wheel of fortune had turned. At last, it was the old monk's turn to flee for his life in panic.

In the region ahead, the old monk had lost an arm. Buddhist light blazed all over his body as though he were burning, and he unleashed an incomparably swift escape light, rushing toward the distant mountain range.

Boom!

Without another word, Dugu Wudi slashed out a terrifying beam of sword light.

He opened with his full strength!

The dreadful sword light seemed capable of piercing straight through space.

From dozens of miles away, it came crashing viciously down toward the back of old Monk Yunkong.

Old Monk Yunkong did not dare turn around to resist. His entire body burned as he flashed forward, his speed doubling once more. He swept ahead in an S-shaped curve.

But it was useless. Dugu Wudi's sword light still struck him hard across the back. With a puff, golden Buddhist blood sprayed across the sky—a miserable sight beyond bearing.

Dugu Wudi flashed over in an instant, sword in hand, and rapidly slashed toward old Monk Yunkong.