The two ancient great power puppets floated in mid-air, their bodies exuding a terrifying and astonishing aura.
"The Lightly Arrogant Sword Saint was once a prodigious figure in the top fifty on the Qilin Ranking, known for his feat of defeating three great powers of the sa level single-handedly, making his na renowned across the Three Realms. Later, to break through, the Lightly Arrogant Sword Saint ventured into the Demon Realm for a million years of training, encountered a Demon Lord’s ambush, and fell shortly after escaping the Demon Realm, buried near Buzhou Mountain. It’s rumored that the Buzhou Holy Land tomb was robbed by the Corpse Control Old Ghost—who would have thought it was the Lightly Arrogant Sword Saint’s corpse that was stolen."
"Sun True Monarch is even more formidable, one of the True Sovereigns of the ancient Wuming Palace, who had consud nurous Spiritual Fires and once slew a Demon King. Although he fell even earlier, even if he can only exert half of his forr strength, he wouldn’t be soone we could contend with..."
Saint Zou watched cautiously at the two ancient great power corpses manipulated by the Corpse Control Old Ghost.
Both were great experts, and Sun True Monarch was a master of the ancient Heavenly Court—even if they were rely puppets, they were not opponents an ordinary person could handle.
"I am controlled by heretic cultivators and can’t help myself, you all must be careful."
To everyone’s surprise, Sun True Monarch actually spoke.
His remnant soul was summoned back from the Netherworld by the Corpse Control Old Ghost, retaining so pre-death mories.
"Too much nonsense."
The Corpse Control Old Ghost waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, trying to completely control Sun True Monarch.
A Demon Shadow surged from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, entering the top of Sun True Monarch’s head.
Sun True Monarch’s body shook, his eyes gradually growing calm and expressionless.
"Master Zou, you go help Lu Changsheng deal with the Lightly Arrogant Sword Saint. Master Zeng and I will tackle Sun True Monarch together."
"Yuexi, have your Mysterious Lady Palace focus on the Corpse Control Old Ghost and other demon chiefs. The Corpse Control Old Ghost himself isn’t strong, but you need to be wary of his puppets."
After experiencing Saint Zheng’s betrayal, Yan Ruxue finally cald down.
As the Palace Master of the East Sea Academy, she has long been in command and is not lacking in strategy.
Based on the strength of the Lightly Arrogant Sword Saint and Sun True Monarch, Yan Ruxue divided the group into three teams.
"Is my opponent the Lightly Arrogant Sword Saint then..."
Lu Changsheng, hand gripping his Longsword, faced off against the opposing Lightly Arrogant Sword Saint with his disciples.
This ancient great power from Buzhou Holy Land possessed a profound and ingenious understanding of the Sword Dao.
Saint Zou took out a scroll chest treasure, ready to suppress the Lightly Arrogant Sword Saint using his Confucian Sect Skills at any mont.
"Who would have thought I’d see the light of day again in this way, let witness whether the younger generation has made progress."
With a calm tone, the Lightly Arrogant Sword Saint, realizing he had no control, preferred to enjoy the process of clashing with the juniors.
"The two of you, hold them off for . Minions, follow !"
The Corpse Control Old Ghost sneered, waving the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, urging the Lightly Arrogant Sword Saint and Sun True Monarch to strike.
The Corpse Control Old Ghost and a group of Evil Extre Sect demon chiefs turned into black smoke, flying towards the main hall.
The Corpse Control Old Ghost’s eyes burned with greed.
The cultivation paths of Cang King and the rak Swordswoman were far superior to those of the Lightly Arrogant Sword Saint and Sun True Monarch. Their corpses turned into puppets, and their remnants summoned back with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner from the Netherworld would beco two humanoid weapons.
Suddenly, streaks of flowing light appeared, blocking the demon chiefs of the Evil Extre Sect.
"Your opponent is us."
Yuexi, dressed in a water-green long dress and holding the Autumn Water Longsword, led the experts of the Mysterious Lady Palace to intercept the Corpse Control Old Ghost.
The rak Swordswoman was one of the twelve swordswon of the ancient Mysterious Lady Palace. If her corpse and magic treasures fell into the hands of the Evil Extre Sect, it would be an affront to the Mysterious Lady Palace.
The Corpse Control Old Ghost looked disdainfully at the mbers of the Mysterious Lady Palace: "Do you really think you can stop ? If your master was here, maybe I’d have to flee, but she might not have the chance to be here."
Upon hearing her master Qiong Xiao Swordswoman had t with trouble, Yuexi anxiously asked, "Is it your Evil Extre Sect holding her back?"
The Corpse Control Old Ghost sneered: "To deal with her, our Deputy Sect Master took action personally. With the Deputy Sect Master’s skill, she might not survive. If you all are sensible, join our Evil Extre Sect and cultivate the Supre Demon Path with us."
Yuexi’s expression turned frosty: "Don’t even think of crossing us."
"If you won’t appreciate kindness, you’ll have to accept punishnt. Minions, attack!"
The Corpse Control Old Ghost, infuriated, waved his hand, and a group of Evil Extre Sect demon chiefs unleashed various Demon Sect treasures, demonic Qi surging, charging at the Mysterious Lady Palace mbers.
"I have been cultivating at the Trial Sword Ground for a long ti, only to catch up to you. Now let show you the results of my cultivation."
Facing the fierce heretic cultivators, Yuexi glanced at Lu Changsheng in the distance, then decisively used the Mysterious Lady Palace’s unparalleled swordsmanship: "Shenxiao Sword Technique!"
Brilliant Sword Qi sliced forth, surging in radiance, illuminating the heavens, resonating with the grand dao, and setting the elents of wind, fire, thunder, and lightning into turmoil.
"Ah!!!"
A dozen demon chiefs of the Evil Extre Sect vanished in the dazzling Sword Qi.
"Hmph."
The Corpse Control Old Ghost didn’t pay heed to the demon chiefs ripped apart by Yuexi’s Sword Qi, charging towards the main hall.
"Intruders shall die."
Suddenly, the gates of the main hall saw two thousand-foot tall copper statues co to life, their copper skin turning fair, their aura exploding with earth-shaking force, wielding a massive several-hundred-foot-long sword, slashing at the Corpse Control Old Ghost.
Eek.
The Corpse Control Old Ghost didn’t expect the two statues guarding the main hall were not re displays, but rather a different type of puppet.
The Sword Qi unleashed by the two statues was no less than that of a great power-level Sword Saint!
Yan Ruxue didn’t imdiately move to stop the Corpse Control Old Ghost, knowing there were two Guardian Divine Statues in the Cang King Tomb.
The Corpse Control Old Ghost hurriedly waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, its demonic aura surging.
The crossed Sword Qi cut through the demonic fog!
"The aura of these two statues is so strong... have they succeeded?"
The Lightly Arrogant Sword Saint looked towards the direction of the Corpse Control Old Ghost.
If the Corpse Control Old Ghost was killed by the Guardian Divine Statues, they wouldn’t need to clash with Lu Changsheng and the others.
"The two statues possess the strength of eighth-grade great powers; Jiuyuan Taoist, who constructed the Cang King Tomb, truly had remarkable ans."
Saint Zou and Saint Zeng observed the strength displayed by the two Guardian Divine Statues and took a montary sigh of relief.
The strongest puppets the Corpse Control Old Ghost had, Sun True Monarch and the Lightly Arrogant Sword Saint, had already been held back by them, and the other puppets could not necessarily withstand the two Guardian Divine Statues.
These two Guardian Divine Statues were creations of Jiuyuan Taoist, who constructed the Cang King Tomb—his profound cultivation path is evident by his ability to craft two statues of eighth-grade great power level.
"Heh."
The demonic mist dissipated, and the Corpse Control Old Ghost with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner erged unscathed.
Holding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, the Corpse Control Old Ghost reappeared, safe and sound.
Gripped in his hand was the humanoid puppet, perhaps the Heavenly Martial Venerable of the Wushen Palace... how did his corpse fall into their hands?
"Heavenly Martial Venerable..."
The other female sword immortals of the Mysterious Lady Palace gasped in shock upon hearing the identity of the puppet.
Before his fall, the Heavenly Martial Venerable was a fifth-grade great power!
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