Proficiency Maxed Out, Liver Become Mortal Sword Immortal - Part 629

Forget it.

He lifted his foot slightly and suddenly kicked a Long Sword lying on the ground.

The Long Sword shot out like an arrow loosed from a bowstring.

It struck the woman and pinned her to the distant hall.

He indeed had no need to help the Black Stone Cult Master. But if the latter was injured or lost some Seventh Realm powerhouses, then he might move much more slowly when absorbing the two great forces.

The Black Stone Cult Master seemed to understand this, which was why he had boldly turned to him for help.

Yun Shu had no objections.

The Glazed Palace Master and the others had not given up resisting, but the Black Stone Cult Master had now freed his hands. A super powerhouse of the Eighth Realm was like a wolf among sheep.

Those who needed killing were killed. Those who were useful and shouldn't be killed were kept alive for now. Before long, the several Seventh Realm powerhouses had all been taken prisoner.

They had all been figures who could summon wind and rain within their respective forces, yet they had never expected to end up in such a state today.

But they had no one else to blame. They had chosen to attend the banquet themselves.

The only thing that could be said was that the Black Stone Cult Master was far too shrewd—and he had even invited outsiders.

The powerhouses from the other forces all lowered their heads and said little.

The Black Stone Cult Master stood at the front. After a brief pause, he said, "After today, I'll have to ask all of you to stay in my cult for a while. This Cult Master will treat you well. Once the great matter is accomplished, it won't be too late for