Chapter 927: The Emperor Brush’s Weapon Spirit!
“What are you waiting for, Emperor Brush?!”
As soon as Ye Chen spoke, the crystal brush in Sect Master Lei Xing’s hand seemed to have sensed something. It shot out of Sect Master Lei Xing’s hand and turned into a stream of purple energy that landed in Ye Chen’s hand.
The brush trembled slightly as if it was excited!
At the same time, a heavy aura emanated from its body. It was even thicker than a mountain, and it seemed like it could crush the sky.
At that moment, the entire world fell silent. Everyone almost could not believe what they were seeing.
What did they hear?
“Ye Chen is the master of this dao artifact?!”
In other words, Ye Chen was really the reincarnation of a saint?
“How is this possible?!”
The thousands of people from the Dao Sect who were watching from afar trembled in disbelief.
“The heavens will destroy our Kunlun Ruins!”
At this moment, countless people collapsed to the ground.
Ye Chen could kill the five supreme sect masters without a dao artifact. Now that he had a dao artifact, who in the Kunlun Ruins could stop him?
“Master, something is wrong!”
At that moment, Night Demon’s voice sounded, “The weapon spirit of the crafty brush isn’t here!”
“I sensed it too!”
Ye Chen held the Emperor Brush lightly and frowned deeply. He could not sense the Emperor Brush’s weapon spirit from the brush. There was only a trace of spirituality left.
“I got it now!”
Suddenly, Night Demon came to a realization, “No wonder the crafty brush didn’t recognize Wushuang when he came to the Dao Sect last time because the weapon spirit isn’t in the brush at all.”
“Ever since big brother came to the Dao Sect, the Emperor Brush did not appear immediately. Its spirituality is too weak!” Ye Wushuang said gravely.
“The crafty brush is really crafty. Although the weapon spirit isn’t here, the remaining sliver of spirituality has inherited his sly personality!”
Night Demon chuckled, seemingly taking pleasure in his misfortune, “Did this old dog die?”
“Probably not!”
Ye Chen shook his head lightly and looked at Sect Master Lei Xing in the distance, “This person must know. I’ll find out what’s going on after I capture him!”
With that, he took a step forward.
Sect Master Lei Xing’s expression changed drastically when he saw that. He no longer had the determination to fight Ye Chen. Like a stray dog, he dashed toward the Heaven Dao Peak in fear.
“Sect Master Lei Xing, where do you think you’re going?!”
Ye Chen chased after him relentlessly!
Sect Master Lei Xing was horrified. After entering Heaven Dao Peak, he immediately shouted at the disciples on duty, “Quick, activate the formation!”
Boom…
The disciples on duty did not hesitate when they saw Ye Chen chasing after them. They hurriedly worked together to activate the protective formation around the entire Heaven Dao Peak.
With a loud boom, pillars of light shot into the sky from the entire Dao Sect, enveloping the entire Heaven Dao Peak.
At the same time, more than ten figures with powerful auras shot out from Heaven Dao Peak one after another. These people were all old men over 300 years old, and each of them was a supreme giant.
Although the entire Dao Sect claimed to have more than ten supreme giants, there were still some powerhouses in closed-door cultivation.
Usually, they would not come out of closed-door cultivation until the sect was destroyed. However, they had no choice now.
Sect Master Lei Xing had goosebumps all over his body, “Supreme elders, join forces to maintain the formation. We must not let this b*stard break through it. Otherwise, our Dao Sect will be in danger!”
As soon as he said that, the dozen or so supreme giants all sat down cross-legged and worked together to maintain the formation.
At the same time, Sect Master Lei Xing took out three joss sticks. The joss sticks burned out of thin air. He held them in his hand and bowed towards the depths of the Broken Soul Mountain Range.
Then, he knelt down on one knee and shouted at the top of his voice, “The guardian of the Kunlun Ruins, Old Saint Zi Qingcang, please hear me. The Kunlun Ruins is facing a great calamity. Please help us eliminate this calamity!”
As soon as he said that, the three incense sticks burned at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, the smoke gathered together and turned into a purple dragon that tore through the sky and finally disappeared into the horizon.
Everything was completed in the blink of an eye.
Sect Master Lei Xing stood up and looked at Ye Chen through the formation, “Mad Southern Ye, do you know why there hasn’t been a so-called No. 1 person or master in the Kunlun Ruins all these years?”
The members of the Witchcraft Sect and Corpse Sect were shaken after hearing that. The Witchcraft Sect’s sect master seemed to have thought of something and cried out, “Because there’s actually the No. 1 person of Kunlun Ruins!”
After saying that, he suddenly looked towards the Broken Soul Mountain Range and muttered in the direction of Purple Cap Mountain, “In other words, that person from Purple Cap Mountain is the No. 1 person of Kunlun Ruins?”
“Wu Tianhou, you’ve finally come to your senses!”
Sect Master Lei Xing smirked coldly, “Five hundreds years ago, the Kunlun Ruins encountered a great calamity that led to the end of the saints’ path. However, in these 500 years, there was one person who achieved the dao and became a saint. Not only was this person the No. 1 hidden person in the Kunlun Ruins, he was also the guardian of the Kunlun Ruins!”
Following his words, the world was completely silent!
Ever since the great calamity 500 years ago which led to the end of the saints’ path, there was still a saint in the Kunlun Ruins!
Not only that, this person was at Purple Cap Mountain!
“I get it, I get it now!”
Wu Tianhou smiled bitterly and said, “No wonder when you were still a young man in dire straits in the past, you were willing to risk your life to go to Purple Cap Mountain!”
Three hundred years ago, Sect Master Lei Xing was still a scholar without any cultivation base.
However, ever since he came out of Purple Cap Mountain, he established the Dao Sect in a short 300 years and became a supreme giant!
In the entire Kunlun Ruins, no one could compare to Sect Master Lei Xing in terms of longevity. Ordinary supreme giants could live up to 300 years.
However, Sect Master Lei Xing had lived for almost 400 years. He had lived about a hundred years longer than others, and he knew more secrets than others.
The hearts of Wu Tianhou and the others sank as they thought to this point. Since there was a saint in the Kunlun Ruins, Sect Master Lei Xing had sent a message to the person.
If the saint attacked, Ye Chen would definitely not be a match for the saint. On the other hand, the upper hand he had would vanish instantly.
Elder Qing Xuan and the others also realized that. Their hearts could not help but sink.
“Mad Southern Ye, did you hear that?!”
Sect Master Lei Xing turned to look at Ye Chen. His eyes were filled with resentment, “Ever since you entered the Kunlun Ruins, you’ve committed too many crimes. You’ve repeatedly challenged that old saint’s bottom line. You don’t even know that you’re in trouble.
“Even if you have a dao artifact, even if you are the reincarnation of a saint, you’re still not a saint.”
At this point, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, “As long as I use the formation to delay until the old saint arrives, you will definitely die!”
“Saint?”
Ye Chen chuckled softly when he heard that. He seemed to be disdainful, “How can the No. 1 person in a barren place like Kunlun Ruins be called a saint?”
He took a deep breath in and changed the topic, “Furthermore, do you really think I can’t break your turtle shell?”