The Nether River Sword Venerable's gaze fell on Dongfang Qingcang.
Ever since he had been refined with vast quantities of death energy in the undersea volcano, Dongfang Qingcang had exuded a dense aura of death that made others deeply uncomfortable.
But when mixed into his attacks, that death energy could injure a person's primordial spirit.
Moreover, it effectively masked the "stench of death" marking him as a Corpse Puppet, leading others to mistake him for a demonic cultivator who practiced the Dao of Death.
"May I ask who this is?"
"This is the leader of our Mountain Sea Alliance. You may simply address him as Alliance Leader."
Lin Fei took the initiative to introduce him.
He secretly cast a spell, controlling Dongfang Qingcang to make him speak.
"I recall that the message I had delivered was an invitation for the Seven Kill Sword Saint to come and discuss matters."
"Why have only you come, Venerable Nether River? Does the Seven Kill Sword Saint look down on our Mountain Sea Alliance?"
Dongfang Qingcang's voice was low and icy, and his aura was steeped in death.
As the false alliance leader, he still had to put on the proper airs.
Otherwise, the people of the Seven Kill Sword Sect really would look down on them.
The Nether River Sword Venerable merely smiled faintly, his expression composed.
"Hehe, you misunderstand, Alliance Leader."
"Our sect master is currently traveling and cannot return on short notice. However, he has sent me here with a Human Immortal Decree. If you insist on meeting our sect master, I shall summon him now."
A flash appeared in the Nether River Sword Venerable's hand, revealing a longsword.
The longsword radiated terrifying killing intent, with blood seeming to flow faintly across its surface.
This was a drop of the Seven