Behind Me Stands the Sword Sect!

The entire Xuanming Sword Sect was filled with suffocating bloodlust, just like Luoxia City, a purgatory on earth.

Smoke and dust billowed from the deep pit.

Sword Sect Old Ancestor Zhou Tai was drenched in blood. Both his arms had long since vanished, and a horrifying bloody hole gaped in his chest. Even his beard had been dyed red with blood.

Only those clouded eyes still retained extreme terror and disbelief as they stared fixedly at the figure in the air, like a demonic god. "Huff... huff..."

He simply could not believe it!

The Venerable cultivation he had always been proud of, the Xuanming Sword Sect's foundation accumulated over more than a hundred thousand years, had actually failed to stop a junior from the Nine Luminaries Division who had been wreaking havoc at the Sword Master Ceremony just days ago!!

"Old Ancestor!!" an elder howled mournfully.

They wanted to rush forward and help, but they feared the terrifying pressure permeating the ruins of the entire main peak. They could only shout from afar.

"Old Ancestor! You cannot fall!!"

Countless Sword Sect disciples watched that bloodied figure slumped on the ground, all hoping that the Old Ancestor could rise once more and defeat that demon-god-like youth!

If even the Old Ancestor with Venerable cultivation could not do it, then no one in the entire Xuanming Sword Sect could!

In the air, Ye Li finally withdrew his gaze from the panel. The notification sounds of [Malice Points] skyrocketing madly beside his ears sounded like the most delightful melody.

"Xuanming Sword Sect, you colluded with an evil monk, planted [Demonic Seeds], and disrupted the peace of Xianjing Continent."

Ye Li's icy voice echoed between heaven and earth, instantly suppressing all grief, indignation, and unrest that sought to rise:

"Your crimes are utterly heinous.