The blood-red light flowed, like a venomous snake choosing its prey.
This was already a pure demonic art.
If word got out that Song Taichong, the current Saber Master of the Void Blade Sect, one of Qing Province's top Righteous Path sects, had cultivated demonic martial arts, it would send shock waves through the entire Void Blade Sect.
From that day on, the Void Blade Sect would be struck from the Righteous Path of Qing Province and become a Devil Dao Sect for good.
Song Taichong looked at the ball of blood-red light in his palm. A trace of revulsion flashed in his eyes.
He was a king of the Saber Dao, renowned throughout the Nine Provinces. If he had any choice, he would never stoop to using these demonic arts.
But sometimes, people were forced by reality to do things they never wanted to do.
A moment later, footsteps sounded outside.
Song Taichong put away the blood-red light and sat quietly in his grand armchair.
The table he had smashed earlier was long gone, replaced by one exactly like it. Anyone who came in would never notice a thing.
A moment later, seven or eight people filed in from outside.
At their head was the Senior Brother Qiao who had reprimanded the loose-lipped disciple at the Heavenly Saber Square the other day.
The eight stood in the room and bowed in unison to Song Taichong.
Song Taichong said, "Do you know why I summoned you here today?"
They exchanged looks, all of them seeming a little confused.
Only Senior Brother Qiao remained calm and silent.
Song Taichong said at once, "Qiao Qinglu, you tell them."
The other seven disciples' eyes all turned to him.
Senior Brother Qiao stepped forward and said calmly, "The Saber Master summoned us, so I