Chapter 917: The Seven High Sects’ Doing!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Stop talking. People from the seven high sects are here!”
Many people fell silent when they saw that. Behind them, they stared in awe at the incoming light.
The first to arrive was the Star Sect, followed by the Spirit Talisman Sect, Devil Sect, Ghoul Sect, Corpse Sect and Purple Cap Mountain…
These people did not hide the pressure from their bodies at all, fully displaying the demeanor of a high sect.
One, two, three…
The people below were shocked.
In just a few short minutes, the seven high sects had brought along 50 supreme giants.
“Heavens, there are 50 supreme giants here!”
Some were shocked.
His words were immediately responded to by another person, “Looks like the seven high sects are serious this time!”
“That’s right. I heard that the Witchcraft Sect and the newly established Ninth Peak only have 20 supreme giants.”
Many people sucked in a breath of cold air, “And now, the seven high sects have easily gathered 50 supreme giants. This battle prowess is enough to sweep through the entire Kunlun Ruins, right?”
“As expected of the seven high sects, their foundations are terrifying!”
“…”
Countless people were shocked.
At the next moment, a deafening thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, followed by five ethereal figures.
As the light dissipated, the faces of the five people were revealed. There were some had the vibe of an immortal, some with monstrous murderous auras, and some with angry eyes…
They were like gods standing in the clouds.
At that moment, the surroundings fell silent. Countless people’s eyes narrowed.
Aside from the Dao Sect, a total of five sect masters from the other six high sects had descended.
At this moment, an unusually calm voice resounded, “Fellows, since you’ve arrived, please move to my Heaven Dao Peak!”
At the same time, five rainbow bridges suddenly shot out from the main peak of the Dao Sect’s Heaven Dao Peak. Lightning flickered faintly on the rainbow bridges.
“It’s the Dao Sect’s sect master, Lei Xing!”
Everyone was shocked and looked toward the end of the rainbow bridges with respect. However, they were not qualified to go up and watch.
The sect masters of the five high sects stepped onto the rainbow bridges at the same time. The five rainbow bridges then shrank toward the Heaven Dao Peak.
On the Heaven Dao Peak, a white-clothed old man with gray hair sat on the clouds. He held a golden spirit brush in his hand as he slowly waved it.
He was just sitting there, but no one could see him clearly. It was as if he was shrouded in fog.
He was the Dao Sect’s sect master, Sect Master Lei Xing!
After the five high sect’s sect masters took their seats, Sect Master Lei Xing waved the golden spirit brush in his hand, and a tea set appeared out of thin air.
“Fellow Lei Xing’s brush is extraordinary!”
The Ghoul Sect’s sect master, Elder Qing Ming, took a deep look at the golden spirit brush in the Sect Master Lei Xing’s hand, “Could it be the inheritance of your Dao Sect’s almighty ancestors?”
As he spoke, the gazes of the other four fell onto the golden spirit brush.
Although the five of them remained their expressions, their eyes flickered endlessly. With their experience, they could tell that the golden spirit brush was extraordinary with a single glance.
” Brother Qing Ming is right. This brush is indeed an inheritance of our Dao Sect. I’ve only found it recently!”
“Everyone, why didn’t Fellow Luo from the Corpse Sect come along?”
Old Man Qing Ming cackled, “Old Luo, huh? Isn’t that creepy guy always in his coffin absorbing the earth qi? What else does he do?”
“Old Luo has always been eccentric and reserved. It’s fine if he doesn’t come!”
The Devil Sect’s sect master, Ying Tian, scoffed and said coldly, “Everyone, we’re here today to discuss how to deal with Mad Southern Ye!
“Mad Southern Ye killed my son, Pink Prince, and now he wants to unite the Kunlun Ruins shamelessly. The Devil Sect and I are irreconcilable!”
At this point, the Devil Sect’s sect master’s eyes turned cold as traces of demonic energy swept out from his body.
What the few of them did not notice was that the golden spirit brush in Sect Master Lei Xing’s hand shook a few times when Mad Southern Ye was mentioned. It seemed to have a flash of spiritual light, but it returned to normal in an instant.
Sect Master Lei Xing seemed to have noticed something as he looked at the golden spirit brush, and a wisp of suspicion flashed in his eyes.
Ever since he obtained this spirit brush, he had named it the Leixing Brush. Although he knew that the spirit brush had extraordinary spirituality, he was unable to communicate with it.
He tried countless methods, but he was still unable to make the spirit brush recognize him as its master. He could only use this brush to execute some divinities. Fortunately, the spirituality of the brush was not resistant.
However, every time he used his divinities, a portion of his True Origin Energy would be devoured by the brush. As time passed, it became a tacit understanding.
It was his first time seeing the passive reaction from the spirit brush earlier.
“What’s there to discuss?”
Old Man Qing Ming smirked coldly, “Although Mad Southern Ye killed Ling Xuanzi and defeated the Witchcraft Sect’s sect master, Wu Tianhou, we have a total of six people. Every one of us is as powerful as Ling Xuanzi!”
“Fellow Qing Ming is right!”
The Star Sect’s sect master, Xing Chenzi, nodded slightly and said, “Even though Mad Southern Ye has two supreme sects, we’re from the seven supreme sects. Both our foundation and combat power far surpass Mad Southern Ye’s!”
The Spirit Talisman Sect’s patriarch, Old Man Spirit Talisman, frowned and said, “Then, do you mean that we will join forces and attack the Ninth Peak to end the battle quickly?”
Sect Master Lei Xing raised his eyes and looked at the elegant scholar who had never spoken. His gaze was like lightning as he said, “What do you think of this matter, Purple Cap Mountain’s sect master?”
The moment that was said, the rest could not help but look at the scholarly man!
The reason being the other party was the master of Purple Cap Mountain—Zi Qingyang!
Amongst the ten high sects of the Kunlun Ruins, only Purple Cap Mountain was the most mysterious. It was especially so for Zi Qingyang, who was standing in front of them. Although his cultivation level was similar to theirs, no one dared to underestimate him.
Meeting everyone’s gaze, Zi Qingyang smiled faintly and said gracefully, “Purple Cap Mountain never interferes with the matters of the Kunlun Ruins. This is an ancestral rule that cannot be changed. Even though I’ve come out of closed-door cultivation this time, I’m only a witness for everyone.”
His evasive words caused everyone to be slightly displeased. However, when they thought about how Purple Cap Mountain always liked to play tricks, they felt relieved.
Sect Master Lei Xing narrowed his eyes as lightning flashed faintly, “Since that’s the case, let’s take advantage of the fact that everyone is here today. We’ll kill our way into the Ninth Peak and destroy Mad Southern Ye!”
“Great!”
At this moment, the other four people apart from Zi Qingyang stood up in unison, and their killing intent almost collapsed the sky.
Sect Master Lei Xing’s voice was neither loud nor soft, but it resounded through every corner of Dao Sect like a great bell.
“Are they finally going to attack?”
“The six high sects’ sect masters have teamed up and gathered more than 50 supreme giants. Even the immortals in the sky would dare to fight them, right? Not to mention a mere Mad Southern Ye!”
Countless people were excited and rubbed their palms.
Just as everyone was feeling proud of themselves, a Dao Sect disciple suddenly flew over from the sky in panic.
“Sect master, sect master. I must speak to the sect master!”
Fear was written all over that disciple’s face. He fell from the sky with a plop and cried out.