I haven't even spoken a single word to them.

Is Jun Wu really their ancestor?

Could this just be wishful thinking on their part?

If so, why not meet with them?

The elders were filled with countless questions.

"Hehehe," Xue Kui sneered, "Placing your hopes on Jun Wu, that's all the Divine Sword Sect has to offer!"

"Now that the Divine Sword Sect is doomed, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible, and you may still be able to obtain an elder's position."

His voice was seductive. The Divine Sword Sect still had at least thirty Nascent Soul cultivators remaining, a force that could not be ignored.

If it were annexed, the Blood Fiend Sect would instantly become the most powerful force in the entire Qingzhou!

"If you don't know what's good for you, there's only one outcome..." Blood Fiend suddenly paused, then abruptly drew his sword: "Die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Kui unleashed a blood-red blade of light, striking towards the nearest Divine Sword Sect elder.

"His swordsmanship is no match for Divine Sword Heaven."

But killing a Nascent Soul cultivator is more than enough!

The elder of the Divine Sword Sect clearly hadn't anticipated that Xue Kui would suddenly make a move.

He hurriedly summoned his magic weapon to try and stop it.

However, it was no match for the Blood Demon's divine-level sword intent.

That's simply not enough.

However, at that moment...

"Bloodthirsty brat, cease your arrogance!"

A deafening roar resounded, and suddenly a crimson divine sword flew from the horizon, blocking the elder's path and deflecting the Blood Demon's blade intent.

Qinglian, dressed in a red robe, appeared in everyone's sight.

Qinglian moved like lightning, swiftly passing over everyone's heads and arriving at the center of the battlefield.

The full pressure of the late-stage Nascent Soul realm was activated.

Everyone present felt a sense of oppression emanating from the depths of their souls.

The moment Qing Lian appeared, he stunned everyone.