The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect hurriedly shouted:

"Sword Immortal, that's my sect leader's voice! You must kneel down and beg for mercy; perhaps he will spare you!"

The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect were grateful to Ling Yun for sparing their lives. They did not show any disrespect to Ling Yun because of their sect leader's words, but instead kindly reminded him.

They roughly guessed that it was Dongfang Yun who was behind it, which was why Ling Yun took action to punish him.

"Brother, it's the Sect Master of the Spirit Sword Sect, can you beat him?"

Abao asked worriedly.

Ling Yun tapped him on the head and laughed:

You shouldn't have asked that question!

As he spoke, Ling Yun picked up A Bao and Yan Ruyu and soared into the air, arriving above the Spirit Sword Sect in an instant.

"You want to kill me? Even if you cultivate for a hundred thousand years, you wouldn't have the ability!"

boom!

Li Changqing, the sect leader of the Spirit Sword Sect, rushed out of the dojo, met Ling Yun's gaze, and said coldly:

"Young man, you are ignorant and arrogant. I will give you ten breaths. If you do not end your own life, I will make my move!"

Abao pointed at Li Changqing and angrily said:

"It was Dongfang Yun who wanted to kill us first, so why can't we resist?"

Li Changqing said coldly:

"Disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect can kill you, but you cannot kill disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect!"

"That's too domineering!"

Yan Ruyu rebuked angrily.

"Heh..." Li Changqing's lips curled slightly upwards as he spoke with disdain:

"Our founder of the Spirit Sword Sect was the number one expert in the Zhao Kingdom back then. The Spirit Sword Sect has the confidence and strength to back up this.

"Heh... Do you three ants even have that kind of strength?!"

After he finished speaking, his tone turned cold.

"Ten breaths are up!"

After saying that, Li Changqing opened his hand, and a long sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. Then he slashed at Ling Yun with his sword.

In an instant, a hundred-foot-long sword light, like an inverted Milky Way, slashed straight at Ling Yun, carrying terrifying sword energy and sword intent.

Upon seeing the terrifying sword light, A Bao and Yan Ruyu gasped in shock; this was the most powerful opponent they had ever encountered.

The sword light arrived in an instant.

However, just three zhang away from Lingyun, the sword light vanished instantly, as if it had never appeared at all.

"Um?"

Li Changqing looked at Ling Yun with a surprised expression, and at that moment, he felt a terrifying sense of palpitation.

I am a cultivator in the early stage of Foundation Establishment. Could it be that Ling Yun has already become a cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment?

As he looked on in surprise, Ling Yun said with deep eyes:

"Let me show you what the way of the sword truly is!"

The next moment!

The sword in Li Changqing's hand flew out uncontrollably, shooting straight into the sky.

He looked up at the long sword that had flown into the clouds, his body trembling.

The long sword fell straight down.

During its descent, the sword suddenly expanded.

Hundreds of feet, thousands of feet, and even tens of thousands of feet.

When it reached ten thousand feet, the longsword began to slowly press down.

Seeing this, Li Changqing was completely dumbfounded. What kind of operation was this?

However, before he could think further, the ten-thousand-foot-long sword unleashed a terrifying sword aura.

Under the immense pressure, the seventy-two peaks of the Spirit Sword Sect began to tremble continuously, and all the buildings collapsed with a deafening roar.

Sensing an apocalyptic commotion, both those in seclusion and those not in seclusion rushed out of their respective training grounds.

Li Changqing realized what was happening and hurriedly roared:

"Charge!"

boom!

The sect's protective formation was activated instantly, forming a light screen resembling an inverted pot to protect the sect.

"Everyone, defend!"

At Li Changqing's furious roar, all the disciples, elders, and ancestors of the Spirit Sword Sect simultaneously unleashed a combined attack on the ever-pressing, ten-thousand-foot-long sword.

A strike powerful enough to annihilate the entire Sword Immortal City exploded a hundred feet away from the ten-thousand-foot-long sword.

It did not damage the ten-thousand-foot-long sword in the slightest.

Seeing this, everyone in the Spirit Sword Sect felt despair. Once the ten-thousand-foot-long sword fell, no one in the entire Spirit Sword Sect would survive, and the sect would be razed to the ground.

The next moment!

boom!

The protective formation couldn't withstand the terrifying sword energy and exploded.

Thump!

Under the terrifying pressure of the ten-thousand-foot-long sword, all ten thousand members of the Spirit Sword Sect could not withstand it and knelt on the ground.

"Waaah... I don't want to die! Why did he have to destroy the Spirit Sword Sect?!"

"How did we offend this person?! Ah~ I don't want to die!"

"Is the Spirit Sword Sect, which has enjoyed three thousand years of glory, about to be destroyed? I am not reconciled!"

"..."

A sense of despair spread through the hearts of every disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Seeing their desperate expressions, Ah Bao, unusually, did not plead for them.

Ling Yun had already given them a chance, but they didn't cherish it.

Just then, an elder of the Spirit Sword Sect seemed to realize something, his face lighting up with joy as he hurriedly called out to Li Changqing:

"Sect Master, summon the Ancestor!"

Li Changqing suddenly realized, "That's right, the Ancestor! I almost forgot about our trump card!"

Li Changqing took out a jade pendant, crushed it, and roared:

"Summon the Ancestor!"

The moment the jade pendant shattered, the enormous ancestral statue on the outer plaza of the Spirit Sword Sect exploded with a deafening roar.

A valiant and extraordinary man, exuding the terrifying aura of a powerful figure, appeared in everyone's sight.

"Greetings, Ancestor! We beg you, Ancestor, to save the Spirit Sword Sect!"

All the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect knelt down and worshipped the man.

The man was none other than Dugu Cheng, the founder of the Spirit Sword Sect and a sword immortal.

He opened his eyes and looked at the kneeling descendants, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

Li Changqing shouted with a face full of shame:

"Grandmaster, it is all my fault for failing to protect the Spirit Sword Sect. I beg you to intervene!"

A fierce glint flashed in Dugu Cheng's eyes. The Spirit Sword Sect, which he had personally founded, was actually facing annihilation one day.

Before his demise, the Spirit Sword Sect was incredibly powerful. I never expected it to be so declining now, with even the sect leader only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

"Enough! I've shielded you from all this. I hope you will cultivate diligently from now on and rebuild the glory of the Spirit Sword Sect!"

Immediately, Dugu Cheng looked at the ten-thousand-foot-long sword that was descending from the sky.

He looked at it with a bitter expression.

"Sigh~ You guys are really a disgrace to your ancestors, what terrifying being you've provoked! Even at my peak, I wouldn't be a match for this person!"

As a master swordsman, Dugu Cheng knew at a glance that Ling Yun's swordsmanship was something he could only look up to.

After a moment of silence, he sighed heavily and stepped forward to stand in front of Ling Yun.

In front of everyone in the Spirit Sword Sect, he clasped his hands and bowed deeply to Ling Yun.

“Senior! I know that with your cultivation level, you would not stoop to provoke the Spirit Sword Sect. It must be that a disciple of the sect has offended you.”

As the founder of the Spirit Sword Sect, I apologize to you and beg you to spare the Spirit Sword Sect's survival.

"For the sake of humanity, I beg you to show mercy."

After saying that, he said self-deprecatingly:

I've always been too proud and aloof, never asking anyone for anything. I never imagined that as a wandering ghost, I'd be the one asking for help!

"Fallen for the human race?"

Ling Yun frowned slightly and pointed a finger at Dugu Cheng's brow.

They learned that three thousand years ago, tens of thousands of terrifying demons suddenly appeared in a mysterious secret realm on the Golden Cloud Continent.

Humanity suffered immense devastation, and Dugu Cheng, without hesitation, led the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect to slay the demons, only to be wiped out in battle.

Ling Yun remained silent for a moment, then spoke softly:

"Can!"