Chapter 5779
“The Demonic Sect has gone too far! Do they really think my Xuantian Sword Sect is a pushover?”
Ling Yunzi’s voice, like the clang of metal on metal, was resolute and echoed throughout the Lingxiao Palace.
“Pass on my order! The entire Xuantian Sword Sect, immediately enter a state of highest combat readiness!”
“Assemble all elite disciples and elders of the sect. Except for those necessary to guard the mountain, all will accompany me on this expedition! Target—the Crimson Blood Plains, the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Souls Demonic Sect!”
“We must take advantage of the Demonic Sect’s main force leaving their lair, intending to launch a sneak attack on our sect, to destroy their stronghold first! Attack where they must defend, leaving them unable to attend to both ends, and completely shatter their conspiracy!”
“We obey the Sect Master’s decree!”
The elders responded with a thunderous roar, their voices shaking the roof tiles. The surging battle intent and soaring sword energy mingled together, as if to shatter the dome of the palace!
The Xuantian Sword Sect’s peerless sword, dormant for so long yet never losing its edge, was finally unsheathed, its blade pointing directly at the heart of the Ten Thousand Souls Demonic Sect—the Crimson Blood Plains!
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Meanwhile, at the edge of the Crimson Blood Plains, the army of the Myriad Souls Demonic Sect had already assembled, a dark, imposing mass, their demonic energy gathering like clouds, blotting out the sun.
Soul Fiend stood proudly at the front of the formation, about to deliver his pre-battle mobilization speech before leading his army straight towards the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range to avenge their previous defeat.
However, just as he was brimming with confidence and preparing to embark on his path of conquest, a panicked demonic light streaked towards him from behind.
One of the remaining elders of the Demonic Sect, before he could even bow, cried out in a trembling voice, “Sect Master! Something terrible has happened! The Xuantian Sword Sect… Xuantian Sword Sect Master Ling Yunzi, personally led a large number of elite sword cultivators, and attacked the Crimson Blood Plains without warning!”
“The three outer strongholds have been breached, and the defending army has been completely annihilated! The Sword Sect’s forces are at their peak, and they are heading straight for our sect’s headquarters!”
“What?!”
The sinister smile on Hun Sha’s face instantly froze, turning into extreme astonishment and disbelief. “Has Ling Yunzi gone mad?! How dare he launch an attack on my Myriad Souls Demonic Sect?!”
He couldn’t understand what had gotten into the Xuantian Sword Sect, that they would cause trouble at this critical juncture.
Little did he know that Kai had firmly pinned the blame for a sneak attack on the Sword Sect’s mountain gate, a coordinated attack from within, on his head, and the evidence was irrefutable. With
his home base stolen and his foundation shaken, Hun Sha felt a surge of blood rise to his throat, almost spitting it out in anger.
All plans, all anger, were disrupted at this moment by this sudden betrayal.
Attack the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect?
They feared that before even reaching their base, the Xuan Tian Sword Sect would have already destroyed it!
At that time, the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Sect would be reduced to a pack of dogs, with nowhere to stand!
“Return to defense!”
“All troops return to defense!”
“Immediately, right now!”
Soul Fiend practically roared the orders, his face ashen, veins bulging on his forehead. “First, wipe out those ignorant lunatics of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect! Then deal with those ants of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect!”
The Ten Thousand Souls Demon Sect’s massive war machine, before it could even fully activate its attack on the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, was forced to turn back in utter frustration and haste.
The rear guard became the front guard, rushing back to their own base.
The towering demonic clouds rolled and surged, carrying with them the chaos and anxiety of a disrupted plan.
This great battle, orchestrated by Kai, had reached a fever pitch from the very beginning. On
one side was the Xuan Tian Sword Sect, which had been plotting for a long time, launching an attack fueled by rage, their sword energy unmatched in
its sharpness. Their battle formation, composed of thousands of sword cultivators, resembled a giant, constantly rotating sword wheel, showering down sword light wherever it passed
. The supremely yang and powerful Xuan Sect sword energy cleaved through the air, rapidly melting and purifying the pervasive demonic energy like snow under the sun.
The sword cultivators were individually formidable, their teamwork impeccable, their sword techniques creating a piercing sound that filled the heavens and earth.
On the other side was the Wan Hun Demon Sect, hastily retreating to defend, seething with rage, their demonic arts unpredictable and ruthless.