The Fifth Elder of the Myriad Sword Sect wanted to capture Xuan Yuan Qing'er and take her back as a gift for his grandson.
That was why he had not unleashed a killing move against her.
Instead, he wanted to make her submit obediently beneath his oppressive aura.
But the Fifth Elder had no idea that his precious grandson was already dead. Perhaps he was already waiting in line to be reincarnated.
And he certainly never imagined that he, too, was about to die.
Although the elders of the Myriad Sword Sect were also suppressed by the gods' will during this unusual period, they still retained the strength of level eighty Soul Douluos.
Wang Changsheng had even reached the level of a Titled Douluo.
The Xuanyuan Family, however, had no expert who could remain at the Titled Douluo level beneath the gods' oppressive aura.
That was what had convinced Wang Changsheng that the time had come to eliminate the Xuanyuan Family and seize their Xuan Yuan Divine Sword, which carried the power of fortune.
Once they obtained the Xuan Yuan Divine Sword, its divine will and hidden power of fortune might allow the Myriad Sword Sect to join the ranks of the Upper Three Sects before long.
They would become the true rulers of Ancient Ruins Mountain.
But they had all overlooked the Emperor Seven Kill Sword hovering above them, radiating Supreme Sword Intent.
Even Wang Changsheng, who had sensed that it was different from the Xuanyuan Sword Martial Soul, had thought nothing of it.
"Hmph!"
When Xuan Yuan Qing'er felt the Fifth Elder's oppressive aura, she paid it no mind and reached out to summon the Emperor Seven Kill Sword.
It hovered behind her.
With a scornful gleam in her eyes and a smile, she told the Fifth Elder