Chapter 36: Vengeance, Aiming the Blade at the Old Sword Saint
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Chapter 36: Vengeance—The Sword Pointed at the Old Sword Saint
For nearly a month, the top eight powers of the Ancient Moon Dynasty had all been challenged by a mysterious young man and woman.
The Bloodclad Sect was the first to bear the brunt.
When the sect’s experts of the Divine Sculpting Realm forcibly intervened, they were all annihilated, and the entire sect nearly met the same fate.
Afterward, the two young people went on to challenge the other major sects one after another.
They remained undefeated in every battle.
Those great sects had no choice but to obediently hand over all the resources in their treasuries.
They could only swallow their broken teeth in silence.
There was simply nothing they could do against the pair.
After all, both of them were peerless experts in their own right—
great cultivators of the Divine Sculpting Realm!
Yet, for reasons unknown, they had sealed their cultivation and displayed only the strength of the Origin Sea Realm.
The matter was so strange that it had spread throughout the Ancient Moon Dynasty.
As disciples of the Sword God Sect, these two naturally knew about it as well.
Who would have thought that even the Sword God Sect would fall victim to the law of eating one’s own words?
Today, the mysterious young man and woman had come to challenge them at their very gates.
At the mountain entrance, the two disciples exchanged glances and quietly let out a breath.
They were only at the ninth level of the Profound Core Realm and had no place in this battle.
Thus, the two could only stare nervously at the black carriage.
The handsome young man and beautiful young woman suddenly moved.
Luo Li and Jun Moxiao leaped down from the carriage and stood in the center of the square.
Luo Li clasped her hands before her chest and shouted, “Sword God Sect, come out and fight!”
Inside the main hall, Zhao Wuji and the Old Sword Saint, who had been prepared for this, exchanged a glance and swiftly walked outside.
The moment the Old Sword Saint crossed the threshold, he saw Jun Moxiao. His face immediately filled with incredulous shock.
He was not unfamiliar with this young man.
He quickly glanced at the breathtakingly beautiful girl beside him, and his gaze instantly darkened.
“Are these two not remnants of the Dragon God Sect?”
“How did they suddenly encounter such a fortuitous opportunity and advance so rapidly?”
The Old Sword Saint’s heart was filled with doubt.
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He had only just emerged from seclusion and had not yet received any news from the Myriad Treasures Pavilion.
Thus, after recognizing Luo Li and Jun Moxiao, the shock in his heart was understandable.
The two disciples who had once been at the Qi-Gathering Realm had transformed into cultivators of the tenth level of the Origin Sea Realm.
According to the secret report, they had even sealed their cultivation. That meant they were now experts of the tenth level of the Divine Sculpting Realm.
It was simply inconceivable!
The Old Sword Saint’s eyes shifted rapidly as he pondered all the possibilities.
The Dragon God Sect had long since declined from its former glory.
Each generation was weaker than the last.
During the several centuries he had held his position, he had already dealt with several sect masters of the Dragon God Sect.
He knew that obscure sect inside and out.
It was so weak that it could not possibly be weaker. Throughout the entire Ancient Moon Dynasty, it could not even be ranked among the lowest-tier sects.
Yet what kind of fortuitous encounter had these two young people before him experienced?
The Old Sword Saint stared at them, his gaze as sharp as a sword, and examined them carefully. He detected nothing unusual.
Apart from possessing extremely high cultivation, the two remnants of the Dragon God Sect wore ordinary robes and carried swords of no particularly impressive grade.
Could they have accidentally consumed some heavenly treasure?
Or had they unknowingly obtained the inheritance of some ancient supreme expert?
The Old Sword Saint speculated in silence.
But regardless of the truth, when he recalled the instructions from above, he knew that he absolutely could not let these two young people go.
Perhaps he could spare the young girl—the so-called new sect master of the Dragon God Sect.
He could cripple half her cultivation and allow her to live.
After all, that girl was only the sect master of the two hundred and ninety-eighth generation.
The Dragon God Sect had yet to pass its inheritance down to the three-hundredth generation.
His mission was not merely to torment the heir of the Dragon God Sect. He also had to ensure that the sect survived until its three-hundredth generation before destroying it.
He would make the Dragon God Sect vanish completely into the river of history.
This was the secret mission the Old Sword Saint carried upon his shoulders.
At first, even he had found the task absurd.
But there was nothing he could do. His superior had told him that this was the will of the person above him.
The Old Sword Saint had been startled into silence.
His superior was the head of a great sect. If one went two levels higher, did that not mean a Heavenly-grade sect had been secretly orchestrating all of this?
A Heavenly-grade sect was an utterly terrifying supreme power!
Even a single disciple sent forth at random could destroy the entire Ancient Moon Dynasty.
What kind of mighty figure had the insignificant Dragon God Sect offended to be pursued so relentlessly for dozens of generations?
The Old Sword Saint did not dare think about it any further.
Fortunately, these two remnants of the Dragon God Sect had now come to the Sword God Sect.
Since they had arrived, they should not dream of leaving.
“Senior Sister, that’s the Old Sword Saint, isn’t it?” Jun Moxiao asked in a low voice, narrowing his eyes as he watched an immortal-looking old man in white robes walk out.
“That old bastard,” Luo Li said through clenched teeth.
This old man had remained hidden behind the scenes, issuing commands while tormenting several generations of their Dragon God Sect until they had been driven from place to place and suffered miserably.
“Today, we must kill him and avenge our hatred!”
Jun Moxiao drew his sharp sword, killing intent surging from him.
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“Disciples of the Sword God Sect, where are you?” Zhao Wuji swept out one hand.
Hundreds of Sword God Sect disciples rushed out from all directions.
“You’re truly audacious. Do you really think our Sword God Sect is made of paper?”
Zhao Wuji laughed coldly.
As soon as his voice fell, the surrounding disciples of the Origin Sea Realm immediately moved according to a certain formation.
In an instant, the Big Dipper Formation was completed.
Luo Li glanced around and smiled calmly.
“Zhao Wuji, you weakling, stop making a commotion here. This time, we came specifically to challenge the Old Sword Saint. Go stand aside and rest.”
“What? These two actually intend to challenge the Old Sword Saint, a cultivator of the Divine Bridge Realm?”
The disciples of the Origin Sea Realm who had formed the array all wore expressions of shock.
Zhao Wuji was likewise stunned.
Had these two become so arrogant that they had lost all sense of reason?
At that moment, Luo Li and Jun Moxiao’s bodies trembled faintly.
A sound like a seal shattering rang out from within them.
In an instant, both of their cultivations returned to the Divine Sculpting Realm.
Powerful auras radiated from their bodies. Even Zhao Wuji, who was at the tenth level of the Divine Sculpting Realm, could not help but feel his heart race with fear.
“Old Sword Saint, you old bastard! You hid behind the scenes and persecuted my Dragon God Sect for nearly a hundred years. Today, we have come to avenge ourselves!”
Luo Li raised the Supreme Golden Dragon Sword and pointed its tip at the Old Sword Saint. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her voice trembled with emotion.
“They broke their seals?”
The Old Sword Saint narrowed his eyes, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly.
This pair of young people truly possessed some means.
Either one of them was stronger than his direct disciple, Zhao Wuji.
But the Divine Sculpting Realm was still the Divine Sculpting Realm.
Even ten cultivators of the Divine Sculpting Realm combined would never be a match for someone of the Divine Bridge Realm.
Moreover, the Old Sword Saint had immersed himself in the sword for more than three hundred years.
His attainments in swordsmanship were earth-shaking. Even in the Gale Dynasty, there were only a handful of cultivators at the same level who could defeat him.
End of Chapter.