NOVPUBSeveral figures flew out from within the Divine Sun Holy Sect, each of them radiating immense power, their mighty presence bearing down oppressively.
Yet, the elder who wielded the blade maintained a calm and indifferent expression from beginning to end.
He looked in the direction of the Divine Sun Holy Sect, his gaze profound as he watched intently.
"Who might you be?" An elder of the Divine Sun Holy Sect asked solemnly, eyeing the elder with caution.
His vigilance stemmed from the overwhelming aura that enveloped the blade-wielding elder, making him feel as though he was stuck in a quagmire, incapable of extricating himself.
"I have forgotten my own name, too much time has passed," the elder said, shaking his head indifferently.
"Just call me Heavenly Blade."
"Heavenly Blade, could it be...," the elder paused, thoughtfully, and then his complexion changed to one of shock.
"Elder, could it possibly be that you are a War General of the Great Emperor of the Three Blades?"
"It seems you know quite a bit," the old man replied with a faint smile.
He swung the longsword in his hand again, and as the sword fell, a boundless sharpness was fully revealed.
"Elder, please stop," the elder called out urgently.
But the old man paid him no attention, as the blade qi of Wu Geng stirred up the winds and clouds within the Divine Sun Holy Sect.
Many disciples of the Divine Sun Holy Sect hid away, daring not to emerge.
"Today, I destroy your imperial foundation as a lesson," the elder said faintly.
In truth, everyone knew that before establishing a sect, a Great Emperor would choose a good location.
Ultimately, they would build the imperial foundation, and if such a foundation existed, the sect would surely be rich in spiritual energy, nourishing all life, a rare and precious land blessed by heaven.
Moreover, with the existence of the imperial foundation, the sect could always maintain an abundance of spiritual energy without fearing its dissipation.
In short, the imperial foundation was the very basis on which a sect was established.
When the elder’s blade fell, the entire imperial foundation of the Divine Sun Holy Sect was destroyed in an instant.
All the buildings within the sect began to collapse, the spiritual energy dissipated, and the spirit flowers and spirit trees quickly withered.
An elder of the Divine Sun Holy Sect slumped within the Sect Gate, gazing upon the legacy passed down from generation to generation, now reduced to this sorry state.
He was overwhelmed with grief, yet unable to shed a tear.
"Report this matter to the Sect Master and the ancestors, quickly go," he urged the other elders.
At this moment, the Divine Sun Holy Sect lay in ruins, suffering the greatest blow since its establishment.
However, such incidents were not unique to the Divine Sun Holy Sect, similar scenes unfolded one after the other at various sects.
In the central regions of the Eastern Continent, the Blood Nether Holy Sect also resonated with an uproar.
"Who dares to violate the Blood Nether Holy Sect?"
"Quick, activate the Sect Protection Array."
"The array is broken, our imperial foundation has been destroyed."
The Dan Family of the Eastern Continent could not escape either, with their most representative building, the Pill Tower, being completely destroyed.
...
By this time, the elder’s figure had traversed half of the Eastern Continent, ultimately coming to a halt in front of the Purgatory Holy Sect.
This sect, boasting the foundations of dual emperors, could likewise consider itself quite profound.
When the figure of the elderly man stopped above the Purgatory Holy Sect, an elder emerged from within the sect, stepping into the void.
"Heavenly Blade, I have waited for you for a long time," the elder from the Purgatory Holy Sect said with a light smile.
He was dressed in a pale blue sackcloth garment that was exceedingly loose, enveloping his frail figure within.
The old man had a longsword strapped to his back, a blood-colored, very strange and murderous Blood Sword.
"Sword Addict, it seems that the attack on our True Martial Holy Sect was also planned by you all," the War General of the Heavenly Blade said indifferently.
"No, no, no, it was led by the Divine Sun Holy Sect, we were just joining in the excitement," Sword Addict War General said with a faint smile, shaking his head.
He was the second Great Emperor of the Purgatory Holy Sect, and a War General under the Slaughter Great Emperor.
He was also one of the last remaining ancestral figures of the Purgatory Holy Sect.
Sword Addict War General, looking at the Red Crow Elder, said, "I already know why you’ve come.
Today, with me here, you should go back and relieve the siege of your True Martial Holy Sect sooner rather than later."
"You really think you can stop me?" the Red Crow Elder said calmly.
"Heavenly Blade, neither of us has the upper hand over the other unless you can step into that realm," Sword Addict War General said, shaking his head.
"What if you add me to the equation?" A voice suddenly came from the void.
A young man’s figure emerged slowly from the void.
He held a wine gourd in his hand, his white robes flowing, with a longsword hanging at his waist.
The young man drank from his gourd, his wine clear as the solitary moon, his cold longsword like lingering frost.
The clear wine trickled down his neck, giving him a somewhat unrestrained air.
As the young man stepped out, the face of Sword Addict War General gradually became more and more difficult to read.
"Traveler," he enunciated each syllable.
"Sword Addict, let me have a match with you," the young man in white said with a light laugh.
The Traveler was a War General under the Divine Travel Great Emperor, the third Great Emperor of the True Martial Holy Sect, and also one of the last remaining ancestral figures.
"You truly intend for this to end in mutual destruction," Sword Addict War General said with a cold huff. 𝔫𝖔𝖛𝖕𝔲𝔟.𝔠𝖔𝖒
"The fish might die, but the net might not break," the young man said with a smile, shaking his head.
He pulled the longsword from his waist, and in the blink of an eye, appeared behind Sword Addict War General.
Surrounding them were only the young man’s lingering images, his lone sword’s shadow resonating around, forcing Sword Addict Elder to defend with all his might.
Meanwhile, watching this scene unfold, the Red Crow Elder’s blade fell towards the Sect Gate of the Purgatory Holy Sect.
The Sect Protection Array managed only to resist twice before being annihilated within it.
As the blade fell, the very foundation of the Purgatory Holy Sect was being uprooted.
Seeing this scene, the eyes of Sword Addict Elder split with rage, and he bellowed, "Heavenly Blade, you are going too far!"
"Sword Addict, do you really think our True Martial Holy Sect haven’t produced any Great Emperors over these last few eras that you can provoke us?" the Red Crow Elder said cooly.
"If it weren’t for the fact that destiny is about to take shape, we wouldn’t want to change the balance of the Eastern Continent so easily, and this matter would not end so lightly."
As he watched his Sect’s foundation destroyed, Sword Addict War General looked at the two figures leaving and roared heavenward.
...…
At this moment, above the True Martial Holy Sect, the battle had reached a fever pitch.
The firmament was completely shattered, and the Heavenly Curtain War God continued to fight unflinchingly.
"Is the Bridge of Life and Death really that powerful, to stop us even without having broken through the tenth Vein Gate?" the Red Crow Elder said disbelievingly.
"It is precisely because of the Bridge of Life and Death. If the tenth Vein Gate were broken through, you all would probably be lying dead already," the Heavenly Curtain War God said with his Sword Intent shaking the heavens, his tone light.
As they were in the midst of battle, the Token on their waists used for communication suddenly lit up.
Looking at the content displayed on the Token, the expressions of several Elders fluctuated uncertainly.
"Heavenly Curtain, our Purgatory Holy Sect will remember this enmity," the Heavenly Prison Holy Monarch said before, with reluctance, vanishing into the void and leaving.
