100,000 years ago, the Demon Abyss suddenly appeared, evil spirits invaded, and humanity fell into its darkest hour.
Li Lingge, the first Great Emperor of the Human Race, to protect all livin...
Her voice was like ice, filled with endless sarcasm and contempt.
"Using my own divine weapon to kill me is the worst way to kill someone."
It was not until this moment that Zhuang Xiao suddenly realized why Li Lingge was able to activate the God-Slaying Tower - it turned out that this tower was Wei Xiang's natal artifact!
He looked up at the God-killing Tower that blocked out the sky, and endless fear and despair surged in his heart.
"It's a pity that those guys in the sky would never have thought that I would walk out of the God-Slaying Tower in this way." Wei Xiang's voice sounded again, with a hint of sarcasm and contempt.
The corner of Zhuang Xiao's mouth twitched slightly. If it wasn't for increasing the power of the Overlord Sword, he wouldn't have rashly released Wei Xiang.
He originally thought that he could control Wei Xiang, but he didn't expect that the other party was not under his control from beginning to end.
"No--"
Zhuang Xiao let out a shrill roar, but before his voice could fully emanate, the God-Slaying Tower had already fallen with a loud bang.
A blinding light burst out from the bottom of the tower, followed by an earth-shaking roar. The earth shook violently, as if the heaven and earth were about to collapse.
Zhuang Xiao's figure instantly disappeared in the light, without even a trace left.
His screams stopped abruptly, as if they had never existed.
Watching Zhuang Xiao being crushed by the God-Slaying Tower and his soul turning into nothingness, the people of the Sword Sect stood there in shock as if struck by lightning.
After a while, Ji Wuming murmured.
"The ancestor...is dead."
As soon as these words were spoken, they caused an uproar.
Originally, everyone thought this was a dream. How could an ancestor of the ninth level of the Immortal Emperor die so easily at the hands of Li Lingge?
But Ji Wuming's words instantly brought them back to reality.
"The ancestor is truly dead, the Sword Sect is finished."
Tunan's head was buzzing. Although the Sword Sect was still a hidden immortal sect, how could Li Lingge let them go?
Before this, other sects might have been worried about whether the Sword Sect's ancestor was still alive.
But now Zhuang Xiao died in front of everyone, and a three-hundred-year agreement caused the Sword Sect to completely fall from the altar.
"how so?"
Originally, everything should have been under the control of the Sword Sect, but why did everything get out of control as soon as Li Lingge appeared?
Gulp.
Jingyue swallowed her saliva. Not to mention Jian Zong, even she felt like she was dreaming.
The ninth level Immortal Emperor, who was only one step away from becoming a god, actually died at the hands of an Immortal Saint.
"Li Lingge, you hide it deeper than anyone else."
She thought she had seen through Li Lingge, but he always shocked her again and again.
He refined more than a dozen immortality pills in one night, comprehended the essence of swordsmanship, and even knew the art of talismans.
Now she seriously suspected that Li Lingge possessed the three kinds of Taoist essences: the Taoist essence of elixir, the Taoist essence of sword, and the Taoist essence of talismans.
Looking at Li Lingge's profile, her heart couldn't help but beat faster and faster.
"Elder Zishu, don't blame me. Anyone who sees a man like this will be moved."
After putting away the God-killing Tower, Li Lingge glanced coldly at everyone in the Sword Sect.
Just a glance made everyone shudder.
Li Lingge did not continue to attack, but said coldly.
"I came to the Sword Sect for only one thing, and that is fairness."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Ji Wuming.
"Do you admit defeat?"
Ji Wuming clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, but he was completely unaware.
"I give up. My engagement with Zi Shuhe is over now."
After getting the answer he wanted, Li Lingge nodded with satisfaction.
"Let's go." His voice was calm and indifferent.
"Um."
Zi Shuhe pursed his lips and responded softly.
Her eyes were already red, tears welling up in them, but she stubbornly refused to fall.
But the voice was a little choked and trembling with a bit of surviving a disaster.
If it weren't for Li Lingge, she would never have been able to walk out of the Sword Sect alive today.
The four of them turned and left, their backs looking slender in the afterglow of the setting sun.
The onlookers stared at their backs, unable to recover for a long time.
There was an oppressive silence in the air, as if even breathing had become cautious.
Looking back, it was only an incense stick ago when the four of them first entered the Sword Sect.
Who could have thought that just a stick of incense later, Li Lingge could single-handedly turn the Sword Sect upside down!
The Sword Sect's mountain gate still stands tall and majestic, but it looks particularly desolate at this moment.
Broken sword blades, broken stones, and deep sword marks were scattered on the ground.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was even more chilling. It was the blood of the Sword Sect's ancestor.
"Hurry back and tell the sect disciples not to become enemies with Li Lingge!"
The leader of Tianxuan Sect gave instructions to the disciples beside him in a low voice with a trembling voice.
His face was as pale as paper, and he obviously had not yet recovered from the shock.
"It's not just Li Lingge, even the people from the Moon Shadow Sect must not be offended."
The Yellow Wind Valley Master added immediately, with a hint of panic in his voice.
His eyes were fixed on the direction Li Lingge left, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly turn back.
"That's right, especially Zi Shuhe. We must never make an enemy of him."
Zi Shuhe has a close relationship with Li Lingge. If they offend her, the entire sect will probably face a devastating disaster.
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. From today on, Li Lingge's name was destined to become a nightmare for the entire Four Imperial Immortal Realm.
At this moment, Ji Wuming watched Li Lingge leave with the Overlord Sword, his heart filled with anger and unwillingness.
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