"Eleven and Twelve brought so many people out. Isn't that too much?"
In a side hall of the Warlord Sect, a person was lying lazily on a golden fur-covered bench. His eyes were half-closed, as if he was about to fall asleep. His long hair covered half of his face, giving off a demonic feeling.
"Old Three, do you think Eleven and Twelve can compare to you?" Not far away, a burly man wearing a golden robe sat. He looked like a golden iron tower. Just by sitting there, he gave off a strong sense of pressure. "Eleven and Twelve did this to ensure that nothing goes wrong. After all, the True Sword Sect has risen very quickly, and we don't know if they have any trump cards. Also, we can show the strength of the Warlord Sect to other sects. It will be helpful for us to conquer other sects in the future."
"Alright, you can think about this." Old Three shook his finger and said lazily.
"Old Three, you're too lazy. Otherwise, you wouldn't be stuck at the peak of the six-star Saint level." The burly man said helplessly.
"My cultivation is different from yours." Old Three said.
"The Dao of the Primordial Spirit is indeed different from ours." The burly man shook his head.
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"They're all dead …"
"This is simply … unbelievable …"
Outside the gates of the True Sword Sect, the Saints who were watching from afar were all in a daze as they mumbled to themselves.
This was completely different from what they had imagined.
Although they had some guesses that the True Sword Sect might have some unknown method to defend against the Warlord Sect's attack, they definitely didn't expect it to be like this.
It could be said that the Sect Master of the True Sword Sect alone was enough to deal with the hundred Saints of the Warlord Sect.
"Of those three puppet arrays, the five star Saint level one is comparable to a seven star Saint level expert."
"The True Sword Sect is actually so strong that they can be ranked as a second-rate sect. The Warlord Sect has kicked an iron plate this time."
All sorts of discussions were going on.
Chu Mu swept his gaze over. His sharp gaze caused the distant sacred rank experts to dodge, not daring to look him in the eye. The sharpness was too strong.
The puppets flew towards Chu Mu after killing the enemy. Chu Mu waved his sleeve and collected all the puppets.
"Yang Zhen, collect the spoils of war. Don't let their corpses go either," Chu Mu said.
Spoils of war usually referred to Spatial Rings. The collection of every Saint rank expert should not be too bad. The Spatial Rings of over a hundred Saint rank experts would definitely enrich the cultivation resources of the True Sword Sect by a lot.
As for the corpse, Chu Mu planned to bring it into the Profound Yang Sword Realm to feed the Ancient Spirit Beast.
Humans ate spirit beasts, and spirit beasts ate humans. It was very normal. The body of a Saint expert had already surpassed the level of mortals, and was constructed from energy. It was extraordinary, and to ancient spirit beasts, it was a tonic.
If it wasn't for the fact that they were of the same race, it was very awkward for humans to eat each other. They would be despised and even killed. Perhaps there would also be people who would eat the flesh of Saint experts to replenish themselves and cultivate.
Yang Zhen, Yun Feng, and Yun He immediately took action. They burst out at full speed and dived down. Wherever they passed, the corpses of the Saints of Death would disappear, collected by them.
The Great Elder's aura stagnated. It didn't continue to rise, but slowly fell instead.
It couldn't be helped. His rage was only aimed at the Saint rank experts of the Warlord Sect. However, Chu Mu had repeatedly used strange moves to wipe out all the Saints of the Warlord Sect, leaving him with no target to target. Coupled with the shock in his heart, his breakthrough was cut short.
This was also good. That kind of breakthrough was like walking on a tightrope with a bottomless abyss below. The probability of crossing it was very low, not even one in ten thousand. After all, forcefully advancing under anger was burning one's own potential. It wasn't a breakthrough after consolidating one's foundation, and had a huge drawback.
Only one in ten thousand could cross it. Moreover, after crossing it, one's potential would be damaged, and they would be stuck at the early stage of the Seven Star Saint realm for the rest of their lives.
However, if the Great Elder had successfully broken through, even if he was only at the early stage of the Seven Star Saint realm, he would be able to contend against the hundred Saints of the Warlord Sect.
The probability of one in ten thousand was indeed very low, but no one could guarantee that they would encounter that one in ten thousand.
After wiping out the enemies and collecting the spoils of war, Chu Mu and the others returned to the True Sword Sect. They went straight to the main hall of the sect.
"We won."
"Sect Master is too strong."
"He killed nearly a hundred Saints in one strike, and he also has such a powerful puppet. Our True Sword Sect's strength is much stronger than what we know."
The disciples of the True Sword Sect were discussing spiritedly. Their faces were flushed red from the excitement. Their blood was flowing faster, and their hands were trembling uncontrollably.
The battle just now was too shocking for them. It was a challenge to their nerves.
"Those who left will definitely regret it."
"That's right, they will definitely regret it. However, there's no medicine for regret in this world."
While the disciples were all excited, they were also very disdainful of those who left the True Sword Sect in the face of danger. Now that the True Sword Sect had displayed its strength, they were very excited, and their sense of belonging grew even stronger.
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"Sect Master, I didn't expect you to be so strong." The Second Elder said in a daze. However, his eyes grew brighter and brighter. "It's the True Sword Sect's great fortune to have you as the sect master."
Originally, they only thought that Chu Mu, as a One Star Saint, would at most be able to fight or even defeat a Three Star Saint. However, the reality was completely beyond their imagination. A Three Star Saint was killed instantly, and even a Four Star Saint was killed instantly.
Everyone stared at Chu Mu with burning eyes. It was as if they wanted to see through Chu Mu.
Chu Mu only laughed. He didn't reveal his true strength. If the elders knew that his true strength was able to kill a five star saint rank, and if he used secret techniques and other methods, he would be able to kill a peak five star saint rank and contend against a normal six star saint rank. They would probably faint. That would be too shocking.
"Elders, after today's battle, you all understand that the sect's strength on the surface is not enough to fight against the Battle King Sect." Chu Mu said. "However, this is also because our True Sword Sect has just risen. Although we've developed rapidly in the past few years, we still don't have enough time. After today's battle, the Battle King Sect won't let this matter rest. The next time they come, they will definitely send stronger people. However, after this loss, the Battle King Sect probably won't send more people over so quickly. They will first investigate our True Sword Sect's strength."
"Sect Master released twenty-seven puppets and three puppet formations. The strongest one has the strength of a Seven Star Saint. However, there's only one of them. If the Battle King Sect also sends out a Six Star Saint and a Seven Star Saint, I'm afraid we won't be able to resist," the Third Elder said worriedly.
"Elders, you don't have to worry about this. The puppets I brought back can form the strongest puppet formation. It's comparable to an Eight Star Saint," Chu Mu said.
"An Eight Star Saint!" The elders' eyes widened in shock.
There was only a one star difference between an Eight Star Saint and a Seven Star Saint, but there was a huge difference. An organisation with an Eight Star Saint could be considered a quasi first-rate organisation, while an organisation with a Nine Star Saint could be considered a first-rate organisation.
If an organisation had a peerless expert, it would be considered a super-first-rate organisation.
In the current world, Saint Kings had all gone into seclusion. The organisations they created were also super-first-rate organisations. However, they were different from ordinary super-first-rate organisations. They were called sacred grounds.
"The three puppets guarding the Spiritual Pool all have the strength of a Six Star Saint. The puppet formation they form is comparable to an Eight Star Saint," Chu Mu said.
He hadn't told the elders that he had set up a Six Star Puppet Formation to guard the Spiritual Pool. Now that he said it, the elders were shocked.
As it turned out, there was an Eight Star Saint within the True Sword Sect. Although it could only be counted as one, it was still very powerful.
Right now, the True Sword Sect's situation was rather special. They could only be considered a quasi second-rate organisation, but because they had Eight Star Saint puppets, they could be considered a quasi first-rate organisation.
Of course, compared to a true quasi first-rate organisation, the True Sword Sect only had Eight Star Saint puppets. Everything else was very weak and couldn't be compared.
However, compared to a quasi second-rate organisation, the True Sword Sect was an incomparably powerful existence.
When they heard Chu Mu's words and learned that the three Six Star Saint puppets guarding the Spiritual Pool could form a puppet formation comparable to an Eight Star Saint, they all let out a sigh of relief. They felt that the Battle King Sect was very powerful, but they shouldn't have an Eight Star Saint. Otherwise, the Battle King Sect would have the strength of a quasi first-rate organisation. Not only would they attack third-rate and quasi second-rate organisations, they wouldn't even let second-rate organisations off.
Up until now, they hadn't heard of the Battle King Sect attacking a second-rate organisation. This gave them the impression that the Battle King Sect was only a second-rate organisation. However, their origins were mysterious. Perhaps they had some powerful backing.
"Sect Master, with this change, I feel that the time needed to break through has shortened." The Great Elder said. The aura around his body fluctuated, appearing very unstable. This was the result of taking a risk to break through in anger.
It was hard to say whether the Great Elder's situation was a blessing or a curse. It would depend on his own fortune.
"Great Elder, go to the Profound Yang Sword Hall and cultivate in seclusion." Chu Mu said.
"Yes, Sect Master. I will consolidate and break through as soon as possible. As long as I have the strength of a Seven Star Saint, I won't need to fear the Battle King Sect." The Great Elder said.
According to the current situation, as long as he had the strength of a Seven Star Saint, he wouldn't need to fear the Battle King Sect. However, the truth was still unclear. There was still hope.
"Great Elder, there's no need to be anxious. Breaking through to the higher stage of the Saint realm is also very dangerous. Nourish your Yuan Spirit first and let your Yuan Spirit break through before breaking through to the next level. It's more reliable." Chu Mu said.
The Great Elder bowed and bid farewell. He quickly headed to the Profound Yang Sword Hall. In the outside world, the news of the True Sword Sect's strength quickly spread.
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