Deep in the valley, there were many caves that pierced through the thick mountain. Many immortals and cultivators could be vaguely seen. In one of the caves, there were a few words that could be vaguely seen. "Earth Saber Palace!" Every stroke of the words was like a sharp blade that cut into people's hearts. Cultivators with relatively lower abilities could not sense the immortal essence within.
Those who were immortals and above did not dare to look at it too much. They would lower their heads after a few hurried glances. If they were stubborn, many disciples of the Earth Saber Palace had been injured by the saber will contained within. However, there were also some who were talented and had outstanding comprehension abilities who had comprehended the mysterious saber will from it, allowing their cultivation to improve rapidly.
At this moment, the Earth Saber Palace was as usual. Disciples were entering and exiting the palace as usual. Similar to the Yunxia Sect, the Earth Saber Palace was one of the few sects that had occupied the mine in the Illusory Swamp in the early stages and had obtained considerable benefits. Even though Zhao Shifeng had taken away a group of people previously, the number of disciples in the Earth Saber Palace was still more than before. This time, the Earth Saber Palace had accumulated far more than before. As long as they did not get too involved in the Illusory Swamp, the Earth Saber Palace would eventually become one of the top immortal Sects in this area.
At this moment, the entire Earth Saber Palace was full of vitality. However, compared to the excited disciples, Palace Master Pan Yong was gloomy. A few beautiful female attendants beside him saw that the Palace Master was not in a good mood. They lowered their heads and did things quietly, afraid that they would anger the Palace Master. The Palace Master had just attained his remarkable power and his temperament had become more unpredictable.
At this moment, a stream of light flashed outside the palace. An old man with gray hair and beard stopped in front of Pan Yong.
"Greetings, Palace Master." The old man, Ma Donglin, cupped his hands and bowed.
"No need to be so courteous. How is Elder Zhao? Why is there no news after half a month?" Pan Yong asked.
"City Lord Lin, I hope you don't blame me." Ma Donglin's skinny body trembled as he knelt down and said.
"What happened?" Pan Yong stood up abruptly with his eyes wide open. Judging from Ma Donglin's appearance, he was afraid that the old man was not in a good condition.
"Little Brother, the information I received may not be completely true. Half a month ago, there was no news from the thousands of disciples who went to Leiyinxianzong with Elder Zhao. There is no reliable source for my information. The mountain gate of Leiyinxianzong is heavily guarded. This disciple has only gathered bits and pieces of information by beating around the bush. If there is anything wrong, I hope the Palace Lord will not blame me. "Under the great pressure from Pan Yong, Ma Donglin's voice trembled as he spoke.
"Just say it. I won't blame you." Pan Yong took a deep breath.
"Rumor has it that Elder Zhao has died in Leiyinxianzong. The disciples who went with him are either dead or captured. No one has escaped." Ma Donglin said.
"How is that possible? Aren't all the sect master and elders of Leiyinxianzong either dead or missing? Who else could be Elder Zhao's opponent?" Pan Yong widened his eyes.
"I heard that it is the new sect master of Leiyinxianzong, a sword cultivator named Wu Ming."
"Wu Ming?" Pan Yong frowned deeply. The other party's name was just like his previous reputation. To him, it was as if he had jumped out from a crack in a rock.
"A sword cultivator has taken over Leiyinxianzong. Interesting. It seems that I have to meet him personally. "
"You don't have to meet me. I am already here." At this moment, an indifferent voice blew over like a light breeze.
Pan Yong and Ma Donglin's hair stood on end. Previously, Pan Yong had some suspicions that Zhao Shifeng might not be dead. He might have escaped with serious injuries and was licking his wounds in a deserted place.
However, now that the other party dared to come to the Earth Saber Palace, it seemed that Zhao Shifeng was doomed. There were three True Immortal experts in the Earth Saber Palace. Zhao Shifeng's strength was second only to him. Pan Yong did not have much confidence in killing Zhao Shifeng. However, this Wu Ming guy could do it. He was probably stronger than Pan Yong.
Unfortunately, the Earth Saber Palace had taken too big a step this time. Another elder was sent to the Mirror Sect's territory to retrieve water. Otherwise, with another True Immortal elder by his side, he would definitely take the opportunity to kill this person at the palace gate.
"Why? I am already here in the Earth Saber Palace. Palace Lord Pan, you won't be stingy with meeting me, right?" The indifferent voice floated into Pan Yong's ears again. However, to Pan Yong, it sounded like a great mockery.
The enemy had already come knocking on his door. If he dared to avoid meeting him, how could he raise his head in front of his disciples in the future?
"I would like to see who the new Sword Cultivator in Leiyinxianzong, Wu Ming, is." Pan Yong snorted coldly. With a flash, he left the hall.
The inconspicuous lotus clone in front of him had eyes like colored glass. Lightning and sword light intersected in its eyes. Just by standing alone in the air, the tsunami-like sword intent was already surging toward the Earth Saber Palace. Hundreds of Earth Saber Palace disciples were forced to prostrate on the ground by the powerful sword intent. If it was not for the fact that the other party had already held back, these hundreds of Earth Saber Palace disciples would have been killed.
Pan Yong waved his hand and a strong wind blew in the air, colliding with the biting cold sword essence. The hundreds of disciples were instantly relieved. It was as if they were about to drown and finally breathed in fresh air. All of them gasped for air.
"Quickly retreat into the Palace-protecting Formation." Although Pan Yong had temporarily dispelled the lotus clone's unparalleled sword essence, he could tell that the other party had no intention of taking the lives of the hundreds of disciples. Otherwise, he would not have been able to receive them so easily.
The hundreds of Earth Saber Palace disciples retreated as if they had been pardoned. The sword essence of Wu Ming was too terrifying. It was not something that they, the younger generation, could match.
"Very good. Without these guys, I can fight with Palace Master Pan to my heart's content," the lotus clone said.
"Previously, I did not know that Leiyinxianzong had such a powerful existence like Wu Ming. I have offended you. As the saying goes, it is better to squash enmity than to keep it alive. If I have offended you in any way, let's sit down and have a good talk. Let's resolve our grudges. There is no need to fight and kill." Pan Yong saw that the lotus clone did not take the opportunity to make things difficult for the hundreds of disciples.
"Previously, when Zhao Shifeng went to Leiyinxianzong, he did not use such a negotiating tone. Palace Master Pan, don't make me think that you are someone who bullies the weak and fears the strong. If you really want to admit defeat, hand over 500,000 low-grade immortal crystals and I will turn around and leave, "the lotus clone said with a loud laugh.
"Arrogant!" Pan Yong shouted.
"Since you are not willing, then take my sword." As soon as the lotus clone finished speaking, thunder gathered in the air and a huge sword slashed down from the thunderclouds.
Pan Yong clenched his right fist and punched his chest. With a bang, a huge shadow rose from his body. The shadow grew to a height of hundreds of feet. He punched the air to meet the giant sword. Around the fist shadow, green flames rolled.
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