Hm? That aura deep within the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect... was Demon Qi?
Had powerful members of the Demon Race taken advantage of their weakness and entered the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect?
Demon Qi pervaded the area, accompanied by energy fluctuations. It seemed survivors of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect were fighting them... I must hurry over and see what is happening!
A cold glint flashed through Su Shi'er's eyes as he immediately made up his mind.
Without the slightest hesitation, his figure swayed, and he instantly transformed into a streak of light that sped toward the source of the Demon Qi.
At the same time.
Deep within the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, beneath a hillside.
Vast Demon Qi blanketed several surrounding mountain peaks.
Within the spreading Demon Qi, more than a thousand figures stood with swords drawn and bows bent, confronting one another.
The largest group wore the uniform attire of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, sword light circling around each of them.
They were unmistakably sword cultivators of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect.
The remaining smaller group all radiated surging Demon Qi. Their faces were savage, and fierce light blazed in their eyes.
The two sides stood at daggers drawn.
Among the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect's people, most cultivators were at the Out of Body stage.
Only the woman leading them had reached the Spirit Severing stage.
She wore a plain white Daoist robe. Though simple in design, faint flowing light shimmered across it.
Her sleeves fluttered in the breeze, giving her an ethereal and otherworldly bearing.
Her face was cold as snow, and the icy gleam in her eyes made others afraid to meet her gaze.
She was none other than the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect's swordsmanship prodigy, Ling Yue Shang.
At this moment, Ling Yue Shang's