"It's Lord Sword Sage!"
"Lord!"
"Lord Sword Sage, you are finally back!"
The person who came was the most legendary Sword Sage in the Southern Dominion. He was a man dressed in white, spotless. On his back, there was a seven foot long silver sword.
The Sword Sage's expression was very cold, like an iceberg. His eyes were sharp like an eagle's. The aura that emanated from his body was not the aura of cultivation, but a pressure that belonged to the sword!
His body seemed to be one with the silver sword behind him. Standing there, he was like a sword standing between Heaven and Earth.
The Sword Sage looked at the City of Giants. After a long while, he smiled and sighed, "Fifty years … I'm finally back …"
Fifty years had caused his face to show some vicissitudes of life. However, it had also made him more stable.
"My fellow villagers, it's been fifty years." The Sword Sage looked at the crowd of people in front of him. Among them, he saw some familiar faces. Although there were changes, he could still recognize them. After all, the Southern Dominion was his hometown.
After knowing that the Sword Sage had returned, almost all the people in the City of Giants ran out to welcome him warmly. They cried tears of joy.
In their words, they were not stingy with their praises for the Sword Sage.
"Great! Lord Sword Sage, you are finally home. "
"Fifty years ago, you saved us from the abyss of suffering … It's been fifty years!"
"Now, we're saved."
In the midst of the discussion, the Sword Sage also heard some words about the Martial Alliance. He immediately frowned and asked, "From what you said, what happened to the Martial Alliance?"
Fifty years ago, after the battle with the Sacred Beast, although he had managed to slay his opponent, he had also realized his own shortcomings.
Back then, he was just a first-level Wu Sheng. He did not know the immensity of Heaven and Earth. He sealed himself in the tiny Southern Dominion and was somewhat arrogant.
Only after he left the Southern Dominion did he realize that there was always someone better than him.
And in these fifty years, he went from a first-level Wu Sheng to a second-level Wu Sheng. Now, he was much stronger than he was fifty years ago.
The most important thing was not that his cultivation level had increased, but that his swordsmanship had reached the pinnacle. In a battle of the same cultivation level, as long as his sword was present, he would be present.
Everyone spoke one after another. Fortunately, the Sword Saint heard the whole story clearly.
When he learned that the Martial Alliance's headquarters had been destroyed, his expression changed drastically, much less an organization like the Fey Beast Alliance.
Fifty years ago, the Martial Alliance's headquarters was located in Giant City. Hence, after he returned from his travels, he had gone straight to Giant City. He had yet to see the new headquarters of the Martial Alliance, even though it was in ruins.
After receiving the grievous news, the Sword Sage could not be bothered with anything else. He immediately set off for Death Valley in preparation to help the rest of the Martial Alliance.
Looking at the Sword Saint's departing figure, everyone's tense hearts finally relaxed.
"Lord Sword Sage is back. He will definitely be able to defeat those demonic beasts!"
"That's right. Fifty years ago, Lord Sword Saint killed a Saint Beast. He will definitely be able to do it again this time."
"We just need to wait patiently …"
The Sword Sage's return was indeed good news. However, to the Southern Dominion, today was a day filled with calamity.
When night fell, a group of people arrived at the City of Giants in a grandiose manner.
When this group of people arrived, all the residents of Giant City felt an inexplicable pressure.
A hundred thousand well-trained soldiers gathered outside the City of Giants, while eleven figures entered the City of Giants.
"Who are these people …"
"They are so powerful. The person leading them seems very powerful."
"They are not people from our Southern Dominion."
The leader of this group of people was a man with a monkey's head and a monkey's brain. Without a doubt, this person was one of the four Guardian Kings of the Anti-Union Religion — Monkey King of Myriad Transformations!
The Monkey King did not say a word. Instead, he released his perception and sensed the relatively powerful auras in Giant City.
Although the Anti-Union Religion did not occupy the Southern Dominion, he knew that there was an organization named the "Martial Alliance" in the Southern Dominion.
This organization was also the most powerful organization in the Southern Dominion.
Therefore, the Monkey King of Myriad Transformations wanted to directly ask the people from the Martial Alliance to see if he could find out the whereabouts of the Wood Spirit Divine Beast.
Before the Monkey King of Myriad Transformations said a word, a Wu Sheng standing on his right asked coldly, "Where are the people from the Martial Alliance? Let them come out to see us! "
This tone was very arrogant, making the citizens of Giant City somewhat dissatisfied.
After all, in their eyes, the people from the Martial Alliance were heroes who protected the Southern Dominion. How could they tolerate such impudence?
However, the people could tell that the Monkey King of Myriad Transformations and company were extraordinary. They all shut their mouths and did not answer, so as not to stir up trouble.
"Not going to speak?" The Wu Sheng sneered and slowly raised the weapon in his hand.
At this moment, a Martial Ancestor in Giant City finally stood up and introduced himself with cupped hands.
"I am the Deputy City Lord of Giant City. I wonder why everyone is here …"
Before the person could finish his words, a sword beheaded him without any warning.
This scene happened too suddenly. Everyone present was dumbstruck. They never expected that this group of people would kill someone just because they didn't agree with each other.
"What Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to come forward? I'll ask again, where are the people from the Martial Alliance!" This Wu Sheng was ferocious by nature. His Wu Sheng aura was released in an instant, scaring the nearby people so much that they wet their pants.
There were a few warriors who wanted to step forward, but when they saw this scene, they quickly hid behind the crowd.
"Who are you!?"
"Do you know where this is?"
"How dare you cause trouble in the Southern Dominion. Are you courting death?"
There were some people who mustered up their courage and shouted angrily.
The Monkey King of Myriad Transformations had also lost his patience. Now that the Sacred Alliance was growing stronger by the day, they had to be very careful on their journey from the headquarters of the Anti-Union Religion to the Southern Dominion. As such, they had wasted a lot of time, afraid that the Sacred Alliance would know of this matter.
Under the signal of the Monkey King, the ten Sword Saints present all began a massacre.
In the entire Giant City, there were waves of screams.
Other than a few itinerant cultivators, the residents of the Giant City were mostly ordinary people who did not fight. How could they withstand the ten Wu Sheng's?
Amidst the wailing, the Monkey King held a bloody head and said with a deep voice, "You can't do it thrice. I'll ask one last time, where are the people from the Martial Alliance?"
Finally, someone could not stand the massacre and hurriedly recounted the matter of the Martial Alliance heading to the Death Valley. This naturally included the matter of the Fey Beast Alliance.
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