This Is a Long Story, So I Won't Tell It
"Who?!"
Inside the flying boat, the elder of the Cloud Heaven Holy Land strode out.
By the light of the moon and the soaring sword light, one could vaguely see a figure standing with a sword in hand.
What is even more eye-catching are the two long coffins standing beside it.
The long coffin was no ordinary one; its surface was engraved with complex formations, and the words "Xuan Yi" were carved on its lid.
"Mystic One Sect?"
The elders were slightly taken aback.
"Wasn't the sect already wiped out?"
At this moment, Zhou Chang seemed to think of something, and his brows furrowed slightly:
"This is probably the patriarch of the Mystic One Sect."
The events that happened at the Mystic One Sect were still fresh in his memory after he heard about them.
The ancestor escaped alone, and he is the only one of his kind to do so in all these years.
As the group talked, the figure was already pointing a sword at them.
"The Cloud Heaven Holy Land destroyed my Mystic One Sect. Today, you will pay the price!"
His voice was filled with indignation and intense hatred.
If any former members of the Mystic One Sect were present, they would recognize it.
The speaker was none other than Mo Zhen, the vice sect master of the Mystic One Sect.
"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."
Huang Yunya snorted coldly and immediately said:
"Kill him."
His trip to the Eastern Region had been a setback, which had already made him quite irritable.
Now, even the bastards of the Mystic One Sect dare to act so presumptuously in front of me.
We will not allow them the slightest chance of survival!
"I'll do it."
As soon as Huang Yunya finished speaking, two more voices rang out in succession.
The next moment, the airship slowed down slightly, and the two stepped forward to clear the way for it.
At the same time.
A flash of light appeared.
Mo Zhen suddenly threw the longsword away, and then quickly formed hand seals.
A jade stone flew out, connecting with the hand seal formation, and landed heavily on the surface of the coffin.
"Please, Ancestor!"
Mo Zhen let out a low shout.
Rumble.
The long coffin was not large, but at this moment it felt as heavy as an immeasurable weight, emitting a deep, resonant sound.
At the same time, the auras of the two sword cultivators were awakened and continued to rise.
"Young man, have you encountered any danger to the sect?"
A long coffin stood to one side, from which a faint sound drifted out.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than an elder from the Cloud Heaven Holy Land spoke up:
"The Mystic One Sect has been destroyed; you may go down with it and be buried with it!"
As he spoke, he flipped his hand, and a square seal flew out, its power flowing in. In an instant, it unleashed an astonishing suppressive force, striking the coffin.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The void surged, and the great seal seemed to connect with heaven and earth, about to fall.
At that moment, a cold snort suddenly came from inside the long coffin.
Boom!
In mid-air, the coffin exploded with a loud bang, sending wood chips and dust flying everywhere.
Within it, a sword beam shot out, piercing towards the seal.
Boom!
The void trembled violently, and the great seal abruptly stopped.
At the same time, the figure inside the long coffin appeared before everyone.
In his twilight years, his skin had turned a dull brown, and his hair was dry and yellow; life had long since faded.
However, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, with a sword-like glint in them, as if he were about to strike at any moment.
This person, named Xu Cang, is one of the top-ranking elders of the Mystic One Sect.
What did you just say?
Xu Cang spoke, looking at the elder of the Cloud Heaven Holy Land who was holding the seal.
"Ancestor!"
Mo Zhen cried out in sorrow:
"The Mystic One Sect is dead!"
"What?!"
Such news moved even Xu Cang.
At that moment, countless questions welled up in his mind.
These patriarchs, clinging to their last breath, did so solely to protect the safety of their sect.
Was it only after the sect was destroyed that he was awakened?
At this moment, the elders of the Cloud Heaven Holy Land made their move again.
Xu Cang reacted swiftly, decisively striking out with his sword, causing the void to ripple.
Although the elders of the Cloud Heaven Holy Land were of high cultivation, they had been injured in the Five Symbols Sect and were unable to exert their full strength at this moment.
After a fierce battle that ended in a draw, Xu Cang spoke to Mo Zhen:
Tell me what happened?
Mo Zhen looked nervous and said hurriedly:
"Ancestor, this is a long story, so I won't go into it."
"In short, it was these very people who destroyed the sect. Look, I have a recording stone here."
As she spoke, Mo Zhen produced a recording stone and flew it toward Xu Cang.
The image captured on the stone is Zhou Chang informing the members of the Mystic One Sect that the sect would no longer exist.
Xu Cang's gaze turned cold, and he suddenly looked up at Zhou Chang on the flying boat behind him.
At this moment, the elders of the Holy Land intervened once again.
"Fine."
Xu Cang said softly:
"Now that you have emerged from seclusion, let this old man seek justice for the Mystic One Sect."
With little time left to live, and now that I've been awakened, there's no turning back.
Rather than spending time and effort understanding, taking action is the true meaning of success.
Another elder nodded, took a step forward, and stood in front of Mo Zhen:
"My descendants, I'm buying you time. Leave quickly and don't look back."
As the voice faded, two distinct Sword Intent emerged, aimed directly at the Holy Land Elder.
A fierce battle erupted instantly.
"What happened?!"
Inside the flying boat, Luo Zhen, who was cultivating, was startled awake and quickly looked over.
Looking at the sky filled with sword light and the vaguely familiar sword moves, Luo Zhen was slightly stunned, his face showing disbelief:
"The people of the Mystic One Sect actually dare to attack a powerful expert from a Holy Land?"
At this moment, another elder emerged from the flying boat.
The strength of these two patriarchs of the Mystic One Sect was somewhat unexpected.
Although, we could stall them for time.
But he was already simmering with anger and needed an outlet.
The patriarch of the Mystic One Sect has delivered himself right to our doorstep; that's perfect.
Despite being outnumbered, the Holy Land elders held the advantage in all aspects.
"If this continues, we'll both be wasting our lives."
Xu Cang slowly closed his eyes and transmitted his voice to another ancestor.
With years of combat experience, he certainly understood the chances of victory.
Since death is inevitable, how one dies is a choice.
The next moment, they both made their decisions.
"Mystic One Sword Art: Sweeping Sword!"
Xu Cang let out a low shout, and the long sword in his hand burst forth with a terrifying light.
His aura surged dramatically, as if he were gathering the power to unleash a devastating sword strike.
The elder of the Holy Land merely narrowed his gaze slightly, a hint of disdain on his face.
It's nothing more than the struggle of an ant.
At that moment, the sword light slashed down.
The elders on both sides immediately took action, meeting the attack head-on.
At this moment, an elder's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted in a low voice:
"Fake!"
At the same time, the two of them rushed straight towards the airship.
Under the moonlight, two sword lights stretched towards the flying boat.
Huang Yunya's gaze turned slightly cold.
Suddenly, a low shout rang out:
"Careful!"
The one speaking was an elder from the Transcendent Realm on this trip.
It sensed some different fluctuations.
It wasn't a sneak attack, but...
"Prepare to die!"
The powerful voice resounded throughout heaven and earth.
At the same time, Xu Cang drew his sword and thrust it into his dantian.
With the sword as the guide, a fleeting moment of brilliance.
Self-destruct!
Boom!
Two waves of energy surged, instantly transforming into two explosive sounds, along with a terrifying shockwave, sweeping towards the flying boat.
On the flying boat, everyone's expression suddenly changed, and they hurriedly took action to defend against the sudden impact.
An elder decisively activated the defensive formation on the flying boat, but his expression immediately changed.
The airship's defensive measures had already collapsed when Jiang Yuanyin his move earlier!
The sudden turn of events has prompted all parties to scramble to respond.
Inside the airship, upon hearing those two chilling muffled thuds, Luo Zhen's expression changed drastically.
An ominous feeling welled up in his heart.
He immediately tried to take out his defensive measures.
But it was still too slow.
Bang!
The impact caused the airship to explode with a deafening roar.
Luo Zhen instantly struck as if by a heavy blow, his blood spurting four feet high, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and he flew backward with his head tilted back.