674: Ancient Sword Ancestor, Talisman Paper Kills

"..."

Gujian Sect Leader's eyes were wide open, a ghastly blood-hole on his forehead, blood gushing out.

Xie Weilou moved, instantly appearing before the Gujian Sect Leader. He swung his fist, unleashing a punch that exploded with destructive power.

Bang!

The Gujian Sect Leader's body was directly blasted apart, utterly annihilated.

For these powerful cultivators, if their soul is not extinguished and their body is not destroyed, there is a glimmer of hope for survival. They must be completely dead, otherwise, troubles will constantly arise.

In an instant, all those who came from Gujian Sect were wiped out.

"..."

The scene was silent. Everyone stared blankly at Xie Weilou, filled with fear, apprehension, and bewilderment.

The Gujian Sect Leader, a peak Dongxuan Realm cultivator, was just gone like that?

Those who had previously mocked Lu Feng now had pale faces and were utterly despairing. They had actually mocked such a ruthless person; wasn't that courting death?

Who could have known that the clown in their eyes was actually a terrifying existence, and so ruthless and decisive in killing, making people feel a chill in their hearts.

"He... he's actually so strong..."

Mu Qingyu covered her mouth, her eyes showing an expression of disbelief.

Was this still the Lu Feng who had wanted to get close to her?

At this moment, she suddenly felt that she didn't understand this Junior Brother Lu at all, and there was an indescribable sense of loss in her heart.

"So strong... He actually suppressed and killed the Gujian Sect Leader? Is he perhaps a Guixu Realm expert?"

Xuanhe Sect Leader stood frozen, his body trembling slightly, feeling a chill down his spine.

Was the person before him truly a disciple of his Xuanhe Sect? Or perhaps some hidden big shot, deliberately pretending to be weak to infiltrate the Xuanhe Sect?

"He... is he that strong?"

Qingmu Peak Leader and Qing Yazi exchanged glances, both seeing the doubt in each other's eyes.

Their Qingmu Peak actually had such a person? This matter was extremely unusual!

"You little beast, you're courting death!"

Suddenly, a furious roar echoed in the sky. A giant sword descended from the heavens, instantly striking towards Xie Weilou. Sword energy filled the air, dispersing the clouds, incredibly domineering.

"Old fellow, that's enough!"

Within the Xuanhe Sect, an old man flew out.

He was the Ancestor of Mysterious River. His Guixu Realm aura burst forth as he swung his fist, striking towards the giant sword. The fist print was colossal, its power fierce.

Rumble!

A series of explosions erupted. The massive plaza instantly turned to dust, and the surrounding halls were shattered, with thick smoke rising.

People all around were thrown back, spitting blood, unable to withstand the aftershocks of this power.

A few breaths later.

The thick smoke dispersed, and in the sky, an old man in black robes appeared.

He held a long sword, his eyes filled with bloodlust. This person was the Gujian Sect's strongest expert, the Ancient Sword Ancestor.

On the shattered plaza, the Ancestor of Mysterious River stood up with difficulty, a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He said in horror, "Middle-stage Guixu Realm... you... you broke through..."

The Ancient Sword Ancestor was of similar cultivation to him, which was why the Xuanhe Sect and Gujian Sect had been able to stand as equals for all these years.

Now, the Ancient Sword Ancestor had advanced further, while he remained stagnant. The threat had arrived directly; he simply couldn't stop the other party.

No wonder the people of Gujian Sect had come to trouble Xuanhe Sect this time. Their true purpose was likely to destroy Xuanhe Sect.

Killing intent erupted in the Ancient Sword Ancestor's eyes. He said sharply, "Today, everyone in Xuanhe Sect must die. Not a single soul shall remain here."

With that, he moved, instantly attacking Xie Weilou. His long sword struck down, its sword energy reaching tens of thousands of feet, splitting heaven and earth, incomparably domineering.

This child had killed many people from his Gujian Sect; today, he must make the other party perish.

"Just a middle-stage Guixu; what can he do?"

Xie Weilou's expression was indifferent.

As the Ancient Sword Ancestor attacked, he casually conjured a red-yellow ninth-grade peak Divine Fire Talisman.

This Divine Fire Talisman was not simple; it contained a trace of the power of a strange flame, making its might fiercer than ordinary ninth-grade talismans. Once it erupted, even a peak Guixu Realm expert would be severely injured.

And he still had dozens of such talismans on him... Whoosh!

Xie Weilou flicked his finger, and the Divine Fire Talisman instantly shot upwards, colliding with the sword energy.

Rumble!

The moment the Divine Fire Talisman collided with the sword energy, it exploded.

The talisman erupted with a raging inferno that could incinerate the heavens and boil the seas. The power of the strange flame swept forth, capable of burning all things to ashes.

Flames filled the nine heavens, sealing the sky. The surging airwaves caused the nine heavens to continuously tremble and distort.

The sky instantly transformed into a sea of fire, with firelight pervasive, dazzling and blinding. Before the Ancient Sword Ancestor could react, he was swallowed by the sea of fire.

The endless raging flames, carrying extremely strong destructive power, were impossible for him to resist in the slightest with his middle-stage Guixu cultivation.

"Ah..."

The Ancient Sword Ancestor let out a tragic scream, his soul and body instantly burned to ashes.

A middle-stage Guixu Realm expert perished without even causing a ripple.

"..."

Xie Weilou glanced upwards, a satisfied look in his eyes. The power of this Divine Fire Talisman was indeed formidable.

With this reliance, he could completely walk unhindered among the Guixu Realm!

"Another... another one died."

"And it was the Ancient Sword Ancestor, a middle-stage Guixu Realm expert."

"Lu Feng actually killed a middle-stage Guixu Realm expert?"

Everyone stared at Xie Weilou with horrified expressions, feeling a chill down their spines.

At this moment, no one dared to treat him as the Lu Feng from before. The person in front of them was ruthless in killing, making people feel a profound sense of dread.

Xie Weilou put away his guqin, and with a wave of his hand, several storage rings flew into his grasp.

He slowly put away these storage rings. After killing, one must not forget to collect the spoils of war.

The Ancestor of Mysterious River took a deep breath, his gaze towards Xie Weilou filled with uncertainty. He cupped his fists towards Xie Weilou and said, "May I ask for your esteemed name, fellow daoist?"

Such a person could not possibly be a disciple of the Xuanhe Sect; it was more likely an external expert deliberately hiding within his Xuanhe Sect.

"..."

Xie Weilou looked at the Ancestor of Mysterious River expressionlessly, saying nothing.

The Ancestor of Mysterious River then said, "Fellow daoist, I know you are definitely not a member of my Xuanhe Sect, but if you have any thoughts, you can join my Xuanhe Sect. From now on, you will be an Ancestor of my Xuanhe Sect, governing it with me. What do you think?"

Such a person, with unfathomable methods, if he could be recruited, the Xuanhe Sect would certainly become even stronger.

Xie Weilou said indifferently, "There's no need to be an Ancestor of the Xuanhe Sect. I, Lu, merely felt that the Xuanhe Sect's spiritual energy was abundant and suitable for cultivation, so I cultivated here for a period. Now that my cultivation has broken through, it's time for me to take my leave!"

Having said that, he flew away.

Be an Ancestor?

Be an Ancestor my ass. While he was young, shouldn't he venture into the Eastern Desolation and spar with those true Chosen of Heaven?

And by the way, kill a bunch of old fools who didn't know their place!

"Cultivation breakthrough? Could it be..."

The Ancestor of Mysterious River subconsciously thought of the previous celestial phenomenon; it must have been caused by this person.

Mu Qingyu and the others stared blankly at the disappearing Xie Weilou, their expressions incredibly complex, with a huge sense of disparity in their hearts... (PS: These few chapters are a bit watered down, but they make up for it in quantity. Fellow Daoists, please bear with me; I'll try to write more excitingly.)