Scripture of Salvation

"We, the Ancient Sword Sect, have Immortal Artifacts too."

Kunwu stretched out his hand with a gloomy expression and drew a pitch-black wooden sword from behind his back. The instant his palm gripped the wooden sword, an aura similar to that of the Pure Yang Immortal Bell emerged from it. The moment that aura appeared, Yang Wusheng's expression shifted slightly.

The Pure Yang Immortal Bell, which he had originally put away, emerged once more. This time, its phantom appeared above his head, forming a bell-shaped protective barrier.

"Looks like we thought alike. You killed Xilou and Yang Kun, didn't you?"

Yang Wusheng looked at Kunwu across from him, his gaze gradually turning cold.

When the Pure Yang Sect Leader and Xilou had died last time, he had already sensed that something was wrong. Now, it seemed that this old fellow Kunwu had indeed acted. Only an old monster like him, one who had borrowed the power of an Immortal Artifact, could have so swiftly slain both the Pure Yang Sect Leader and Xilou, who had talismans to preserve their lives.

"Ignorant fool!"

Kunwu recalled how the Fire Patterned Mysterious Crystal Ore mine of the Ancient Sword Sect had been stolen.

At the time, their Ancient Sword Sect had lost a Dao Integration Cultivator! Though he had been a half-baked Dao Integration Realm cultivator who had defected from the Underworld, he had still been in the Dao Integration Realm. Other than an Immortal Artifact, Kunwu truly could not think of anything capable of killing such an existence.

The kind of killing that did not even leave the divine soul a chance to escape.

The only explanation was that Yang Wusheng, that old fellow, had used some underhanded scheme! The Snow Mountain Ancestor, whom they had never managed to find, was very