Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

Chapter 187 The Great Luo Sword Sect is destroyed, and less than one in ten disciples survive.
However, Lin Che, who had just stepped into the East Sea Demon Spirit Realm, took off his mask and instantly swung his right hand forward. The swordsman Xiao Shierzi Mo Yang in front of him stared wide-eyed in astonishment.

"You...you are...Wang Teng!"

"Impossible! You're already dead... Who are you?!"

A sinister smile curled at the corner of Lin Che's lips. The moment the scarlet fragment exploded in his palm, an invisible wave spread outwards from him.

Mo Yang's pupils shrank suddenly. He wanted to use his magic weapon, but found that his spiritual power was strangely imprisoned. He could only watch helplessly as black mist rose around Lin Che, and his originally gentle face turned cold as frost.

"Who I am is not important, what is important is..." Lin Che raised his hand, and a blood-red rune entered Mo Yang's brow. He said indifferently, "The Great Luo Sword Sect should pay its debts."

At the same moment, the sky above the Great Luo Star, hundreds of millions of miles away, suddenly twisted, and pitch-black evil clouds gathered frantically around the Great Luo Sword Sect.

As soon as Ling Tianhou stepped onto the summit of the sect's mountain, he saw the ground in the core area crack open with a deafening roar. The evil energy bead that Xu Liguo had buried years ago burst forth with a blinding blood-red light, like ten thousand bolts of lightning tearing the earth apart.

Countless dark, malevolent lines burst forth from the ground, turning rocks to ash and ancient trees to charcoal in their wake.

"not good!"

Ling Tianhou, who had just returned to this place, roared and his sword intent burst forth, trying to suppress the rampaging evil formation.

However, those beads containing the self-destructive power of Nascent Souls in the Nascent Soul stage were already connected to the underground dragon veins, and their enormous energy was as unstoppable as a volcanic eruption.

The moment the sect's protective mountain formation came into contact with the malevolent energy, it emitted a dazzling red light, and the nine mountain-suppressing pagodas at the formation's core exploded with a deafening roar, their fragments carrying sharp sword energy as they shot in all directions.

The scripture pavilion, which housed the sect's classic texts, was the first to collapse, and the mountain of jade slips melted into molten iron under the evil force.

In the ancestral hall where the ancestors of the past generations were enshrined, the stone statues were cracked with spider web-like patterns and shattered into thousands of pieces in an instant.

Even more terrifying, the spiritual energy within the sect was being devoured by the malevolent energy. Disciples who were cultivating were coughing up blood, and those with weaker cultivation levels even exploded and died, with severed limbs and blood mist flying through the air.

"Suppress me!"

Ling Tianhou brandished his longsword, unleashing dozens of golden sword energies. However, the evil clouds gathered thicker and thicker, and a blood-red pillar of light as thick as a water bucket shot into the sky, dyeing the entire sky an eerie crimson.

The sect's main hall collapsed amidst the pillars of light, and countless precious magical treasures and spiritual plants were pulverized by the malevolent energy.

With a deafening roar, the entire sect complex was reduced to ruins, as if a sandcastle had been crushed by an invisible giant hand.

Ling Tianhou's clothes were torn, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His eyes widened in fury as he stared at the horrific scene before him: "Who! Who on earth is it!"

At this moment, Ling Tianhou was completely insane. His eyes, as big as copper bells, were wide open as he frantically released his divine sense, but he only managed to catch a familiar yet unfamiliar aura. It was the faint, lingering murderous aura left on Wu Ma's body thirty years ago.

"Wu Ma... Impossible, how could a mere Nascent Soul stage child possess such cultivation..."

Ling Tianhou trembled all over. At this moment, the Great Luo Sword Sect had long been reduced to ruins. Countless disciples had died tragically within the ruins, and even elders such as Wen Ding and Yin Xu Yang Shi had died suddenly.

This explosion destroyed the entire sect, and less than one in ten disciples survived. Such a humiliating disgrace caused even the battle-hardened Ling Tianhou to have bloodshot eyes, as if they were dripping blood.

Ling Tianhou staggered and knelt on the devastated ruins, unaware that withered branches and fragments had pierced his palms. At this moment, as Ling Tianhou gazed at his once-mighty sect reduced to ashes and listened to the dying wails coming from afar, a roar like that of a trapped beast suddenly escaped his throat.

Blood from his palm trickled down the hilt of the sword, staining his natal flying sword an eerie crimson that made the entire world tremble.

"I swear in the name of the Great Luo Sword Master!"

Ling Tianhou suddenly stood up, his sword intent surging as if it were a tangible force, instantly pulverizing the rubble beneath his feet.

"Even if I search the highest heavens and the deepest hells, and traverse the three thousand great worlds, I will still tear you to pieces!"

Before he could finish speaking, a thunderclap exploded above his head, and the dark clouds were cleaved open by the sword intent, revealing a hideous, blood-red crack.

He frantically activated the Soul Searching Technique, even though his consciousness was wrenched in excruciating pain, he was determined to extract a single clue from the remaining malevolent energy.

When the faint aura of Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, he immediately waved his right hand, and the blood-red energy in front of him condensed in his hand.

"It really is the malevolent aura of the Blood Star... Could it be that Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai left a restriction here while I was away?"

Ling Tianhou's pupils shrank suddenly, and the flying sword in his sleeve transformed into a stream of light that disappeared into the sky. He raised his hand and tore open a spatial rift, unleashing his spiritual power without reservation, outlining a huge tracking array in the void.

As the magic array flashed with a blinding crimson light, black blood spilled from Ling Tianhou's lips, but he paid no heed: "Regardless of whether Yao Xinghai did it or not, he's inextricably linked to what happened today..."

"Yao Xinghai, I will surely tear your soul from your body and annihilate you for millions of years!!!"

At this moment, on the Great Luo Star, the surviving disciples stared in horror at the crimson light flashing wildly in the sky.

They had never seen their master so out of control; his usual composure had vanished, replaced by overwhelming killing intent.

Even so, Ling Tianhou never thought that this matter had anything to do with Lin Che, after all, Lin Che was only at the peak stage back then.

Even if his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds over hundreds of years, it would be absolutely impossible for him to destroy his entire sect.

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Inside the East Sea Demon Spirit, Lin Che forcefully crushed Mo Yang's head and said indifferently, "It seems that the self-destruction of the Fiend Qi Bead cannot be counted as the cultivator I killed... What a pity, otherwise with so many cultivators from the Great Luo Sword Sect, my cultivation would definitely have broken through to the Nirvana Realm."

Lin Che removed his mask, revealing his face, which was originally filled with a murderous aura. At the same time, his aura was faint and elusive, giving people a sense of illusion.

The long, silvery-white hair fluttered in the wind, and even the void on both sides shattered inch by inch at this moment, which was enough to show how powerful a strong person of the Yang Realm was to appear here.

"Five hundred years... I wonder if I can break through to the Pure Nirvana Realm in five hundred years... If I can break through, then not only Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai, but even Ling Tianhou will surely die."

Lin Che clenched his fists tightly, his eyes turning bloodshot, and said in a low voice, "Old dog Ling Tianhou, back then you wanted to kill me and seize the Void Treasure Silver Dragon Demon Spear. Today, I will show you how I wiped out your entire family."

At this moment, Ling Tianhou probably never dreamed that he only wanted to seize Lin Che's Void Treasure Silver Dragon Demon Spear, but he never expected it would cause so many things.

(End of this chapter)