The once clear pool water has been dyed black.
The old Taoist was none other than Xuanming Zhenren, the leader of the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect.
"Ye Feng!"
“Xuan Yuan is my son, the future leader of the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect. You killed him, how could I possibly forgive you?”
"Amitabha Buddha, today, this humble Taoist will save you."
Xuan Yuan was killed by Ye Feng for his involvement in the Ghost Valley incident, along with his senior uncle, Xingyue Zhenren, who was also eliminated. This incident also created enmity between Xuan Yuan and the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect.
With a flick of his whisk, Xuanming Zhenren summoned a massive soul-summoning banner that hovered in mid-air, jingling as it formed an invisible magic array that enveloped the entire Star Moon Pool, preventing Ye Feng from escaping.
The four corpse puppets behind him—black iron, bronze, silver, and gold—rushed towards Ye Feng like lightning, creating sharp, whistling sounds as they cut through the air.
Suddenly, a chilling wind arose, accompanied by the wails of ghosts and wolves.
These four corpse puppets were all martial saints in life, and few could rival them among their peers.
After being refined into a corpse puppet by the old Taoist priest in the ancient tomb using the dark and malevolent energy of the underground, it became even more powerful.
Especially during the refining process, it was mixed with extraterrestrial divine iron, making its physical body impervious to blades and spears, so that even a half-step Martial King could not do anything to it.
When the four corpse puppets joined forces, their power was incredibly formidable.
His every move was earth-shattering.
A sharp, piercing sound cut through the air, carving a long trail across the water's surface.
The water surged and roared.
"You Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect are really annoying, constantly provoking me. You should be wiped out!"
Ye Feng decided that after dealing with matters on the island, he would go and wipe out the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect.
Swish—
Ye Feng casually waved his hand, and sword energy slashed out across the sky.
The enormous silver-white ribbon, tens of meters long, resembled a dragon emerging from the sea.
The pool water surged up to tens of meters high, roaring and echoing through the valley like muffled thunder.
In a valley dozens of miles away from here.
Lin Chuixiao took the lead, guiding a group of people closer and closer to their destination.
Along their journey, they encountered several waves of assassins who tried to stop them.
Each wave of them is stronger than the last.
But they were all easily killed by Lin Chuixiao.
Wherever they went, they advanced towards their destination with unstoppable momentum, and no one could stand in their way.
His Lin family swordsmanship was invincible, almost unbeatable.
Corpses lay strewn across the fields, and blood flowed like rivers.
Everyone's fighting spirit soared, and their blood boiled with excitement.
Everyone looked at Lin Chuixiao with eyes full of admiration.
"The flute player is amazing!"
Ma Chaofeng's soft, tingling voice was so seductive it made your bones go weak.
Tonight, she's going to take good care of her flute-playing brother.
Lin Chuixiao glanced at Hong Qianjiao behind him and smiled slightly.
"Qianjiao, I'll treat you to dinner after we finish this mission."
Not every woman has the honor of dining with Young Master Lin.
Hong Qianjiao was preoccupied with Ye Feng and seemed somewhat absent-minded.
Beside her, Ma Chaofeng was filled with jealousy, her eyes turning red.
This scene was also seen by many people through satellite broadcast.
"Holy crap, Lin Chuixiao truly lives up to his reputation as the pride of the Lin family. He's incredibly powerful, having consecutively killed several Martial Saint-level elders of the Seven Kill Hall."
"The Lin family is an ancient martial arts family. Legend has it that thousands of years ago, their ancestor, Lin Langtian, ascended to heaven. He was a powerful figure of the same era as Wang Xianzhi of Martial Emperor City. You can imagine how profound his foundation must be."
"Indeed, the Lin family has produced geniuses in every generation, with experts emerging one after another. Take Lin Yuantu, the 138th generation head of the Lin family, for example. He is exceptionally talented and has created a unique sword technique based on the Lin family's sword techniques. It is called the Evil-Repelling and Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, which has a total of 81 moves."
"What Lin Chuixiao just used was their family's Evil-Repelling and Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique, which is extremely powerful and can kill opponents even if they are of a higher level."
"I think Lin Chuixiao is comparable to Ye Tianshen."
"In terms of individual strength, I still have more faith in Ye Tianshen. He is unstoppable, like gods or Buddhas. Lin Chuixiao is just relying on his ancient martial arts family background."
"You're wrong. Ancient martial arts families are beyond the reach of worldly affairs, and their profound foundations far exceed your imagination. Although Ye Tianshen is powerful, I've never heard of him having any impressive background."
"I'm ignorant. It's said that Ye Tianshen came from Kunlun Mountain and has several powerful masters behind him. Hua Wuque, the Dragon Soul War God, one of the four great war gods of the Great Xia Dynasty, was his master."
"Therefore, I still believe that Ye Tianshen is more powerful!"
"No, Lin Chuixiao's Evil-Repelling and Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique has been mastered to perfection, surpassing Ye Tianshen's."
The online community split into two camps and began arguing endlessly.
The distant rumble of thunder rolled in.
Lin Chuixiao and the others also heard the sound. They were all surprised and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
What is that sound?
"How could there be thunder out of nowhere in broad daylight, and purple lightning at that?"
"It seems to be coming from the direction of Sun Moon Lake."
"Oh my god, that place suddenly turned black, and even the clouds turned a ghastly green. How eerie!"
"There seem to be ghostly figures lurking in the clouds, it's terrifying."
"Could it be that a powerful figure is undergoing tribulation?"
At this moment, the entire Star Moon Pool was sealed off by Xuanming Zhenren's Soul-Summoning Banner.
Dark clouds loomed overhead, lightning flashed and thunder roared, plunging the sky into darkness.
Amidst the rolling dark clouds, only streaks of purple lightning could be seen streaking across the sky.
Even satellite surveillance cannot penetrate it for live streaming.
Nobody knows what happened inside.
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