Chapter 8

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nChapter 8

nThe Qingyun Sect was the top-rank sect.

nThe sect leader, Perfected Qing Yun, was an expert in the first stage of the Heavenly Tribulation. He was a powerful and famous expert on the Mainland of Tianyuan.

nAt this moment, they were in a magnificent pavilion.

n“Master, is junior sister’s dantian alright?” Huo Qingyun asked anxiously. He blamed himself for this.

nThey would not have encountered such a situation if he had not brought his junior sister down the mountain.

nAfter a long time, Perfected Qing Yun’s face suddenly turned serious. “Within Li’er body, there is indeed the mark of a slave left by the old monster.”

n“What?”

nWhen Huo Qingyun heard this, he was shocked. The calligraphy piece in his hand fell to the ground and spread out.

n“I haven’t finished speaking. Although there is the mark of the old monster, it has been shattered by a sword intent,” Perfected Qing Yun said slowly, frowning. He was curious about where the sword’s intent came from.

nHuff!

nHearing that his junior sister was fine, Huo Qingyun heaved a sigh of relief.

nHe was the one who had secretly brought his junior sister down the mountain. If anything happened to her, he would have to bear the blame and feel guilty for the rest of his life.

n“Senior brother, you dropped my calligraphy piece.”

nWhen Wang Luoli opened her eyes, she saw that the calligraphy piece had fallen. She glared at Huo Qingyun and quickly picked it up.

nPerfected Qing Yun saw this scene, and he also saw the line of words on the calligraphy.

nIn an instant, Perfected Qing Yun trembled violently as if he had seen something shocking. He stood still on the spot as if he had entered a meditative state.

nPerfected Qing Yun was shocked and in disbelief. He stood rooted to the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

nIt was a vast and unrivaled sword light from the Nine Heavens. It easily cut through the barrier between the immortal and mortal worlds and headed toward the Mainland of Tianyuan.

nOne slash!

nOnly one slash!

nThe sword Qi swept across a million li. With a single strike, the world lost its color, and the sun and moon lost their light. The entire Mainland of Tian Yuan was instantly reduced to dust.

n“This is…”

nPerfected Qing Yun was so scared that he staggered a few steps back before he could barely stabilize himself. His face was a little pale.

n“Master.”

n“Daddy.”

nHuo Qingyun and Wang Luoli were both shocked. Their master was a first-stage Heavenly Tribulation expert. He wouldn’t stagger for no reason.

nCould it be that some expert who had surpassed the Heavenly Tribulation Realm was secretly making a move?

nThe two of them instantly became alert.

n“Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

nWith a wave of Perfected Qing Yun’s hand, the calligraphy in Wang Luoli’s hand flew directly into his.

n“Luoli, where did you get this piece of calligraphy?”

nPerfected Qing Yun asked doubtfully. Every stroke of the calligraphy was extremely smooth and full of unrestrained elegance.

nHowever, each stroke seemed to be made of countless sword Qi, like a drunk sword immortal dancing with his sword.

nThis peerless swordsman had infused his sword intent into his calligraphy!

n“I bought this calligraphy beside an inn in Dayang town,” Wang Luoli replied.

n“Master, what’s wrong with this piece of calligraphy?” Huo Qingyun was confused. Was this calligraphy well-written?

nHe looked over in confusion.

n“Pfft!”

nHuo Qingyun spat out a mouthful of blood. He was a swordsman, so he wanted to resist the sword will the moment he came into contact with it.

nHowever, the sword intent of Huo Qingyun was like an egg hitting a stone. He was instantly annihilated.

nHe spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body’s true essence vibrated.

n“What a terrifying sword intent.”

nHuo Qingyun was dumbfounded. He finally understood why his junior sister had suddenly broken through, and the seal in her body had been broken.

nIt was all because of this sword’s intent!

n“Li’er, tell me about the origins of this piece of calligraphy.”

nPerfected Qing Yun sat on the sect leader’s chair with a piece of calligraphy in his hand, quietly listening to Wang Luoli’s description.

n“A mortal?” Perfected Qing Yun frowned after he listened to the story.

n“Master, that person is indeed a mortal. There is no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body.” Huo Qingyun replied respectfully.

nWang Luoli also nodded in agreement.

n“No, you’re all wrong. To be able to use sword intent to break the slave mark, and with such a terrifying sword intent, he can’t be an ordinary person.”

n“This senior must have hidden his cultivation. With your strength, it’s hard for you to see through him.”

n“Now, let’s go and find that senior again. He saved Li’er’s life. No matter what, we should thank him.”

nPerfected Qing Yun said solemnly.

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nAt the same time, something was happening in the Dongsheng Continent.

nThere was a dark secret chamber.

nOutside of the secret chamber, more than ten layers of terrifying power enveloped it.

nEven if a cultivator at the peak of the ninth level of the Heavenly Tribulation Stage attacked with all his might, he wouldn’t be able to move it.

nIn the secret room, a dozen figures could be vaguely seen sitting on both sides of the long table.

nOne of the seats was empty.

nIt was Black Fiend Daoist’s seat, but now he was dead.

n“Black Fiend is dead, and Mu Jiuhuang has appeared in the Nine Phoenix Dynasty. What do you all think?” The leader said in a deep voice.

n“Black Fiend’s death was too bizarre. Although his strength was slightly weaker than Mu Jiuhuang’s, Mu Jiuhuang was seriously injured, and her realm dropped. She didn’t have the ability to kill Black Fiend.”

nAn ear-piercing sound rang out. It was extremely sharp as if a fingernail had slipped on glass.

n“I agree.”

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nThe weakest of the people present was of the Sage Sovereign Realm. It was almost impossible to kill them in a battle of this level.

nMoreover, Black Fiend Daoist was killed in an instant.

n“Therefore, I suspect that there’s an expert in Dayang Town who’s far more powerful than Black Fiend. This is the only explanation for his sudden death.”

n“So, I have a plan.”

nThe person in the middle, wearing a white skull mask, spoke again.

n…

nAfter a long while, a man walked out of the secret chamber. With a move of his body, he appeared in front of Dayang Town.

nIf Mu Jiuhuang were here, she would recognize the man as the head of the Black Chess Sect, the black blood chess Saint!

nHe was Black Fiend Daoist’s twin brother.

n“Could he be a powerhouse of the Greater Vehicle Realm? Forget it. I’ll put aside the plan I’m carrying out on my side for now. I’ll set up the black blood chessboard and wait and see.”

nWith a wave of his hand, the Blackblood Chess Saint threw out a blood-colored chessboard, which instantly enveloped the entire Dayang Town.

nThat was the divine power of destiny of the Blackblood Chess Saint, the black blood chessboard!

nUnless someone broke his game, the black blood chessboard would suck the souls of all the cultivators and mortals in Dayang Town within ten days and turn them into chess spirits.

n“Hmph, no matter who you are, don’t even think about leaving Dayang Town during this period. Since you dared to ambush my big brother, you must die!”

nThe Blackblood Chess Saint said coldly. In his opinion, the Black Fiend Daoist had been killed because of the enemy’s sneak attack.

nAfter checking the enchantment again, Blackblood Chess Saint turned and left.

nThe giant chessboard was hidden above the clouds, and the blood-black aura floated around it. No one noticed it at all.

nJust as black blood chess Saint left.

nIn the small courtyard, Mu Jiuhuang’s shrieking and begging for mercy could be heard.

n“Master, I can’t do it.”

n“Master, please don’t do this.”

n“Master, I can’t do it…”

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