That was right—Yu Xianpo was also inside the Sword-Slaying Ruins at this moment.
And besides the Demon-Slaying Hall, Spirit Race Elder Ling E was in there as well. He would assist the Demon-Slaying Hall in wiping out Yu Xianpo in one fell swoop.
Within the Sword-Slaying Ruins, sword currents danced wildly across the sky...
Just as the Sea-Refining Emperor had said, Yu Xianpo was currently drenched in blood.
He stood alone at the heart of a terrifying flow of swords, cold frost glinting in his eyes as his spirit-shadow power sensed the surroundings.
Phantoms flickered all around him, as though tens of thousands of figures were shifting through the darkness.
"Hahahaha..."
Suddenly, wild laughter drifted faintly from afar...
"Yu Xianpo, you're dead for sure."
"This is the consequence of opposing my Spirit Race. You won't even last until you enter the Swordwalk Small World."
It was the delighted laughter of Ling E, the Spirit Race elder...
But Yu Xianpo ignored him. Ling E had not attacked him, merely hiding in the dark and constantly causing all kinds of disruptions.
To Yu Xianpo, the truly terrifying enemies remained the experts of the Demon-Slaying Hall.
Half a month earlier...
After Beastbane Mountain opened, Yu Xianpo and Sikong Jing's Magic Rat body had arrived at Swordkill City.
There, they comprehended the sword currents and sword dao of the Sword-Slaying Ruins while also approaching the faction that possessed the Dark Demon Realm Ring. This faction was called the Darkbirth Hall, one of the major halls within the Southern Heavenly Heroic Spirit Divine Region.
It was not one of the twelve supreme halls, but its strength was far from weak.
At the beginning...
The Darkbirth Hall had not wished to negotiate with the Magic Rat body, nor did it wish to be dragged into