Chapter 2258
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The moment Ying Qianzuo sensed the danger, he immediately withdrew the seven spiritual swords and formed a sword array in front of him, blocking Chu Fengmian's sword.
As a result, the Northern Sword Immortal lost all protection and fell into the sea of stars, drowning in it.
"No!"
The Northern Sword Immortal screamed as his body was mercilessly torn apart by thousands of swords.
All of his essence and blood poured into Chu Fengmian's body and turned into his power.
"They're dead. It's your turn now!"
The Human Demon Sovereign, the War Demon Sovereign, and the Northern Sword Immortal had all fallen. Now, only Ying Qianzuo was left.
When Ying Qianzuo was stared at by Chu Fengmian, he shuddered.
"How long are you guys going to wait? If this brat doesn't die today, don't think you'll have an easy time!"
Suddenly, Ying Qianzuo roared, his voice resounding in the void.
"Ying Qianzuo, as an Immortal King, you can't even deal with this brat? I really don't want to be an Immortal King like a trash like you. "
Just as Ying Qianzuo roared, a cold voice suddenly sounded. The surrounding space was torn apart by a force, and a figure walked out from it.
It was a white-haired old man, but he looked very young. He had white hair and a crane-like complexion. He was wearing a long robe that contained an ancient aura. He was playing with a jade bead in his hand, spinning it in his hand.
In the jade bead, some ancient scenes appeared. There were giant beasts that were hundreds of feet tall and giant birds that could cover the sky with their wings. They were all ancient wild beasts.
"Desolate Ancient Bead."
The moment Chu Fengmian saw the jade bead, his eyes turned cold. He recognized the origin of the jade bead. It was the Desolate Ancient Bead, one of the Four Desolate Treasures of the Desolate Ancient Sect.
The Four Desolate Treasures were said to be the sect's most powerful spiritual weapons that had been passed down since the founding of the Desolate Ancient Sect. Each of them contained an incomparably terrifying power that could communicate with the Desolate Ancient Sect.
In the hands of an expert from the Desolate Ancient Sect, it could unleash the power of a top-grade Immortal Artifact.
This jade pearl was called the Desolate Ancient Pearl. It was one of the Four Desolate Treasures. Chu Fengmian had heard of the Four Desolate Treasures ten thousand years ago.
"So it's the Third Supreme Elder of the Desolate Ancient Sect."
Chu Fengmian looked at the old man with white hair and crane-like complexion. There was a hint of familiarity in his eyes as he recognized the origin of the old man.
The third Supreme Elder of the Desolate Ancient Sect.
Within the Barren Ancient Sect, the Supreme Elders were the most powerful. The Barren Ancient Sect's cultivation techniques were extremely strange. They relied on their mastery of the Barren Ancient Dao. The longer they cultivated, the stronger they would become.
Therefore, the group of old men in the Barren Ancient Sect were the strongest in the Barren Ancient Sect. As for the Third Supreme Elder, he was one of the strongest Supreme Elders in the Barren Ancient Sect.
Other than the mysterious First Supreme Elder, the Third Supreme Elder was the strongest person in the Desolate Ancient Sect.
In the battle against the Lord of the Sword Dao, the Third Prime Elder had joined the battle as well.
"You recognize me?"
The old man with white hair and crane-like complexion stared at Chu Fengmian coldly. It might have been a coincidence that Chu Fengmian had called out Ying Qianzuo's name.
However, if even the old man could recognize his identity, then Chu Fengmian was definitely someone from ten thousand years ago.
They had all been injured in the battle against the Lord of the Sword Dao. They had not been active in the Nine Regions for ten thousand years. The younger generation of martial artists and Demon Gods in the Nine Regions would not be able to recognize their origins.
Chu Fengmian could easily recognize their origins. The only possibility was that Chu Fengmian was someone from ten thousand years ago and had also experienced that battle.
"The Tian Jian Sect, the Desolate Ancient Sect, and the Six Path Demon Sect are all here. There's no need for the rest to hide. Or do you want me to find you one by one?"
Chu Fengmian did not pay attention to the old man. Instead, he looked around him.
His gaze swept across the area, and he knew that the white-haired old man was not the only one who was hiding in the surroundings.
"Humph!"
As soon as Chu Fengmian finished speaking, two more figures appeared. They were both middle-aged men and were not as strong as the old man. They were on par with the Northern Sword Immortal.
The two of them were also from the Desolate Ancient Sect. They appeared and stood respectfully behind the white-haired old man.
"Huang Yuan, Bi Mu."
Chu Fengmian muttered to himself.
These two were the most talented geniuses in the Desolate Ancient Sect ten thousand years ago. After ten thousand years, they had also stepped into the Immortal General Realm and became giants in the Desolate Ancient Sect.
When they appeared, the space was torn apart again.
This time, two burly men walked out of the void. They were several times taller than ordinary martial artists and could be called giants.
Seven-colored light emerged from their backs. This seven-colored light was not a type of technique. Instead, it was something that appeared naturally.
"Saint Monarch Glass Body, great success."
This seven-colored light was called the Glass Light. It was formed naturally when one cultivated the Saint Monarch Glass Body, the strongest body refining technique of the Saint Monarch Sect, to great success.
The physical strength of a great success Saint Monarch Glass Body was comparable to that of an Immortal General Realm martial artist or a Demon Immortal. It was even close to the Immortal King Realm.
There were only a few experts in the Saint Monarch Sect who could cultivate the Saint Monarch Glass Body to great success.
"Vice Sect Master Qian Yun, Eighth Battle-Saint."
Chu Fengmian recognized the two men at a glance.
Those who could step into the Immortal General Realm were almost all people from ten thousand years ago.
There were two people from the Sage Monarch Sect. Qian Yun had been the Vice Sect Leader of the Sage Monarch Sect ten thousand years ago. The other person was the Eighth Battle Sage, who was known as the Sage Monarch Sect.
In the Saint Monarch Sect, those who could become Saints were all experts with invincible physical bodies. These two men were not the strongest in the Saint Monarch Sect, but they were at the top.
When the two of them appeared, they looked at Chu Fengmian. Eighth Battle-Saint could not help but talk to himself.
"It's indeed a little strange. The monstrous geniuses of the Sword Dao Sect should have been killed. Where did this kid come from?"
He looked at Chu Fengmian with a hint of confusion.
Although the Sword Dao Sect was strong for a period of time, there were not many true disciples of the Sword Dao Sect. They knew almost all of them.
But looking at Chu Fengmian's face, they felt that he was a little unfamiliar.
He did not look like anyone from the Sword Dao Sect.
But what Chu Fengmian knew could only be known by the official disciples of the Sword Dao Sect.
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