As rivals for thousands of years.

He knew the nature of the Divine Sword Sect all too well.

Perhaps this is a common problem among sword cultivators.

The entire Divine Sword Sect.

They all have a strange kind of self-confidence.

This confidence will help sword cultivators forge an unyielding will that can cut down anything.

However, this can also make them overly confident in their own abilities.

This leads to the neglect of some details.

For example, right now.

Gong Zhongkang thought to himself and looked up at the sky.

He calculated in his mind that the agreed time was almost here.

So he cupped his hands in greeting to the Nine-Headed Serpent Elder and said, "Senior, it's about time. Let's get started."

Upon hearing this, the Nine-Headed Elder glanced at him sideways and said coldly, "You go first!"

The Nine-Headed Elder was extremely wary; the Blood Fiend Sect was no benevolent force.

He wouldn't be foolish enough to charge into the formation just because of a few flattering words from Gong Zhongkang.

If someone could grow to the Nascent Soul Realm without being cunning, they would have been devoured long ago, leaving not even bones or scraps.

"That's natural."

Gong Zhongkang did not hesitate and took out an ancient bronze array plate.

"This is a spirit-concealing array, which can shield one's own aura."

As he spoke, Gong Zhongkang activated the array plate, and runes flickered. A mysterious gray mist emanated from the void, enveloping the two of them.

Gong Zhongkang then instructed, "Senior, you must not leave the area shrouded in the gray fog."

The old man with nine infants nodded, gesturing for him to proceed.

The two hiked through the old forests of the Divine Sword Mountains.

Just as Gongsun Kang said.

The two people shrouded by the Hidden Spirit Array were as if they were invisible in front of the array spirit.

The Stegosaurus hovered above them several times.

But none of them noticed their presence.

Therefore, the two of them passed through the formation with great ease.

As evening fell, the sun sank in the west, casting a golden-red veil over the entire Divine Sword Mountain Range.

In the distance, the mountains stretch endlessly, and one can vaguely see magnificent palaces and pavilions, shining with divine radiance under the setting sun, which is extremely beautiful.

"Senior, we've arrived."

Gongsun Kang's voice was excited.

"We have entered the outer area of ​​the Divine Sword Sect and have finally escaped the range of the Myriad Swords Transformation Dragon Formation."

Gong Zhongkang pointed ahead, where there was a large cluster of low buildings, and he could vaguely see a large number of people dressed in gray robes busy at work.

The Divine Sword Sect is divided into inner and outer sects.

The inner sect is closer to the main peak and is where the core disciples and true disciples reside.

The outer gate is usually where ordinary disciples and servants live and work, and it is located relatively far from the main peak, hence the name outer gate.

The Nine-Headed Elder looked at the shadowy figures of the servants ahead and licked his lips: "Not bad, so much blood food is enough for my brat to have a good meal!"

A glint of greed flashed in the eyes of the Nine-Headed Elder.

He practiced a special secret technique called the "Burning Life and Raising Ghosts Great Method".

It requires a large amount of cultivator's blood, but it's hard to find cultivators outside the sect, and most of them are independent cultivators whose quality is also poor.

Only in places like the Divine Sword Sect can one find so many high-quality cultivators.

"Stop right there! What are you doing here?!"

Suddenly, two cold shouts came from the sky.

Gong Zhongkang and the Nine-Headed Elder both looked up at the same time.

Two young men dressed in silver robes floated in the sky, watching them warily.

The two core members of the Divine Sword Sect exchanged a glance.

I was on high alert.

If anything goes wrong, send a message for help.

"Little one, I'm here as a guest of your Divine Sword Sect!"

A sinister voice came from the gray fog.

Gong Zhongkang closed the Hidden Spirit Array, revealing a black robe with red patterns representing the Blood Fiend Sect.

"People from the Blood Fiend Sect!"

"How is this possible?!"

The two were astonished, both looking on incredulously.

This is the mountain gate of their Divine Sword Sect.

How could anyone from the Blood Fiend Sect possibly appear?

"Call for help immediately!"

The two had no time to think about it and immediately began to cast a spell to call for help.

Gong Zhongkang would never give them that opportunity.

He flipped the ancient bronze array plate in his hand, about to eliminate the two men.

Suddenly, the Nine-Headed Elder shouted.

"open!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the altar where the Nine-Headed Elder sat suddenly opened, and thick black mist surged out from within, covering the world.

The two Golden Core disciples hadn't even had a chance to cast their spells yet.

Then a terrifying giant hand emerged from the black mist and grabbed it.

The giant hand grabbed the two people, and the black mist churned, forming a gigantic maw that swallowed them whole.

The two Golden Core disciples didn't even have time to cry out before they died on the spot.

roar!

Having swallowed two Golden Core cultivators without lifting a finger, the black mist became even more excited.

The giant hand disintegrated, transforming into countless tentacles that swept towards the fleeing disciples further away.

"Help! The Blood Fiend Sect is attacking!"

"Run! Go and inform the inner sect!"

"Why isn't the sect's grand formation working?"

The outer disciples cried and fled, but they were at most at the Foundation Establishment stage, how could they outrun the black tentacles?

As expected, nearly a thousand disciples across the entire mountain became food for the black mist.

roar!

As if it hadn't had enough to eat, the black mist roared, spewing out a large amount of shattered debris, forming a rain of blood.

The air was thick with the stench of blood; it was terrifying and horrifying.

However, faced with such a horrific scene...

The old man with nine infants seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Go ahead, eat as much as you want, you can eat your fill this time!"

The Nine-Headed Elder looked at the terrifying gaping maw in the black mist, a kind smile on his face, as if he were looking at a junior.

Even Gong Zhongkang shuddered at the sight.

The black fog spread rapidly into the distance.

Everywhere they went was shrouded in blood.

...

Just as the black mist was wreaking havoc on the Divine Sword Sect.

The Blood Fiend Sect and the Divine Sword Sect finally clashed.

Qingzhou, Zhenlongpo

Legend has it that in ancient times, a real dragon once built its nest here.

However, times have changed.

The true dragon is gone; all that remains is a small, unremarkable city.

Today, this small town has become incredibly lively.

Many people dressed in fine clothes and exuding an air of grandeur came to this little-known town.

Giant birds soared in the sky, dragons and horses trod on clouds, and auspicious light burst forth.

Such a grand scene is something that ordinary people rarely see in their entire lives.

Therefore, many people in the city thought it was an auspicious omen from heaven, and they kowtowed and burned incense in response to the various strange phenomena in the sky.

However, the auspicious omen they saw was merely the result of a group of onlookers among the monks.

"They're here! They're here! The Blood Fiend Sect is here!"

An old man who cultivated his spiritual eyes pointed excitedly to the west, where rolling black clouds covered the sky and the sun, blood-red banners fluttered in the wind, and terrifying evil energy spread everywhere.

This caused the cultivators to feel a chill run down their spines.

"What terrifying malevolent energy!"

"This murderous aura alone is enough to scare a Golden Core cultivator to death!"

"The Blood Fiend Sect truly deserves its place among the five great sects of Qingzhou!"