God-Slaying Blade

"They must all be given a complete corpse!" Qin Jue added.

If the Sword Demon were allowed to act freely, those members of the Spirit Refining Sect would likely be nothing but a pile of mud after he went with him...

How can I absorb the Blood Spirit Essence then?

"Yes, Master."

The Sword Demon responded, gripped his heavy sword, and charged away!

Swish!

Swift as wind and thunder!

On the barren land, only a dark shadow could be seen flashing by.

Fifteen miles away, the disciples of the Spirit Refining Sect were searching for treasures with their spiritual senses when they suddenly felt a strong gust of wind approaching!

"Watch out! Enemy attack..."

puff!

The first disciple of the Spirit Refining Sect to sense something was wrong had barely uttered a cry when a heavy sword pierced through his chest!

puff!

With a heavy sword drawn, a black shadow flashed and charged towards the second person!

"Who...who are you! We are disciples of the Spirit Refining Sect, how dare you..."

puff!

Aside from Qin Jue, the master, the Sword Demon wouldn't bother with these Spirit Refining Sect disciples.

When the sword is drawn, someone will surely die!

"Run!"

Seeing how fierce the newcomer was, the disciples of the Spirit Refining Sect immediately cried out and scattered.

Qin Jue arrived shortly after, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Why are there only Spirit Refining Sect disciples from the Spirit Stream Realm here? Where are all the Spirit River Realm disciples?"

Qin Jue was somewhat suspicious.

hum.

Qin Jue waved his hand and released the Sword Maiden again.

He imprinted a trace of his spiritual consciousness into the Sword Maiden's sea of ​​consciousness.

Immediately, he flashed forward and rushed toward the last survivor.

The Sword Maiden, wielding the Godslayer Blade, finished off the corpses one by one and removed their storage rings.

The existence of the Sword Maiden is like a clone of Qin Jue's mind.

As long as Qin Jue gives her an order, she will follow the instructions.

Swish!

Qin Jue flashed and just in time saved the last disciple of the Spirit Refining Sect from the Sword Demon's heavy sword!

The sword demon stopped and did not move.

"Thank you so much, fellow Daoist, for saving my life! I am Lu Ping, a disciple of the Refining Spirit Sect! As long as you protect me, I will repay you handsomely once I get out!" The Refining Spirit Sect disciple was lifted up and flown away by Qin Jue, and he quickly expressed his gratitude.

He could never have imagined that the murderous demon was acting on Qin Jue's orders...

Qin Jue smiled faintly, "You're welcome. Doesn't your Spirit Refining Sect always have Spirit River Realm experts leading the teams? Why aren't there any Spirit River Realm experts here?"

"Ahem, my master has gone... gone elsewhere to seek opportunities," Lu Ping hurriedly said.

Although he was very flustered, there were some things he dared not say.

Qin Jue paused, then threw Lu Ping to the ground.

Bang!

Lu Ping fell backward, his face darkening slightly.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing?" Lu Ping said through gritted teeth.

The fall, though not enough to injure him, made him feel very uncomfortable.

Bang!

Qin Jue raised his foot and stomped down on Lu Ping's chest!

"what!"

Lu Ping was trampled and fell backward to the ground, feeling as if a thousand pounds were pressing on his chest!

Click!

Amidst the sound of bones cracking, Lu Ping could even clearly feel the broken bone piercing into his chest cavity!

"Fellow Daoist, let's talk this out! We've never met before, and I don't think I've ever offended you!" Lu Ping cried out in terror, his face ashen.

Qin Jue said calmly, "Are you even talking to me properly, speaking so evasively? I'll ask you one more time, where is your master? If you dare to lie again, your broken bones will pierce your heart!"

Lu Ping's pupils shrank in surprise, and he hurriedly said, "My master... my master said that this barren land is no longer dangerous, so he told us to stay here to look for any remaining opportunities, and he went back himself."

"Go back?" Qin Jue's eyes turned slightly cold. Could it be that Sister Qingxue was right?

"Did your master go back to intercept and kill those people from the Nine Provinces Martial Dynasty?" Qin Jue asked coldly.

Lu Ping's pupils dilated; he clearly hadn't expected Qin Jue to guess it so easily!

"You people of the Heavenly Sect truly deserve to die!"

Qin Jue roared angrily and exerted force with his feet!

Bang!

"puff--"

Lu Ping's chest cavity was crushed by a stomp, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth!

His eyes were bulging out, staring intently.

"It seems we need to find Zhou Hao and the others as soon as possible! Hopefully, it's not too late!" A gloomy look appeared in Qin Jue's eyes.

Swish!

Qin Jue carried Lu Ping's corpse to the Sword Maiden's side.

He snatched the God-Slaying Blade and delivered another blow to Lu Ping...

Buzz!

With a wave of his hand, he put the Sword Maiden and the Sword Demon who had joined him back into his spirit beast pouch.

Although there should still be many disciples from the three sects scattered throughout this barren land, Qin Jue has no intention of searching for these prey now.

Qin Jue might not care so much about the safety of the others in the Nine Provinces Martial Dynasty, but Zhou Hao and Nangong Qianxun were friends he respected. If there was still time, he would naturally do his best to save their lives!

Swish!

Swish!

Qin Jue sped off!

"Sister Qingxue, your spiritual sense has a wide range, help me find the auras of Zhou Hao and Nangong Qianxun!"

"Hmm, there's no sign of them within a fifty-mile radius. With their strength, they shouldn't be able to reach this barren land. If they were bolder, they'd probably be in the Black Demon Land area," Liu Qingxue said.

"Hopefully, it's not too late!" Qin Jue said in a deep voice.

Liu Qingxue smiled faintly and said, "Life and death are predestined; there's no use in worrying."

Qin Jue: "..."

Swish!

Qin Jue traversed the barren land in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Knowing that a powerful figure from the Spirit Refining Sect had turned back, Qin Jue dared not delay for even a moment.

Swish!

In the midst of the rampage, the red ground beneath Qin Jue's feet had transformed into a black demonic land.

"Found it! It's about fifty miles to your left and ahead!"

"They really were destined to survive! They actually held on until you came back," Liu Qingxue teased.

"Are they in danger?" Qin Jue's expression changed slightly. If they hadn't encountered danger, Liu Qingxue wouldn't have used the phrase "hold on until" to describe it.

Liu Qingxue smiled and said, "Yes, they are all trapped in the Spirit Refining Array at the moment. The people of the Spirit Refining Sect are activating the array to refine them into Blood Soul Pills. More than 300 people have already lost their lives in the array, and only a dozen or so martial artists from the Nine Provinces who are above the Spirit Stream Realm are still struggling to hold on. Zhou Hao, Nangong Qianxun, Mo Qingyu and others are among them."

Swish!

As soon as Liu Qingxue finished speaking, Qin Jue saw a blood-red array rising in the distance!

Within that great formation lay a group of figures, only a dozen or so, their faces deathly pale, gritting their teeth in anger, weakly collapsing to the ground.

Outside the great formation, four experts at the Spirit River Realm sat at the four corners of the blood-red formation, their hands rapidly forming hand seals!

As the great formation operated, wisps of dark red energy could be seen being peeled away from the bodies of the still-living figures within it.

Qin Jue's eyes were cold, but he wasn't particularly angry.

The methods used by the people from the Spirit Refining Sect were not significantly different from those he used to kill the people from the three sects with the God-Slaying Blade.

However, the killing intent that rose in his heart was only because his friend was in this great formation!

"Sword Demon, go and kill all four of these old bastards! Then bring their corpses back." Qin Jue stood ten miles away and coldly ordered the Sword Demon.

Qin Jue had no intention of showing himself.

He couldn't guarantee that the martial arts practitioners from Kyushu he had saved wouldn't betray him once they returned.

People’s hearts are unpredictable!

Saving others is fine, but protecting yourself is the most important thing!