In the Realm of True Force.
The return of Lin Xuan's original body was only known by a limited number of people in the Taiyi Sect. Most of the members of the sect, and even the outsiders, knew nothing about it.
With his current status, there was no need for him to make a name for himself. Keeping a low profile was the best way to avoid being targeted by some powerful enemies.
The two identities of the sect master of the Taiyi Sect and the master of the Human Sovereign Sword naturally made him the most conspicuous flag in the martial arts world. He attracted countless forces and thousands of warriors to join the Taiyi Sect at every moment, making the Taiyi Sect's influence expand rapidly like a rolling snowball.
The Taiyi Sect had Yudao's doppelganger, Maki Cangsheng, Mu Qingxue, Dun Fei, Chi Wufeng, Yan Hui, and others to preside over the overall situation. With enough talent reserves, it was enough to ensure the healthy development of the Taiyi Sect.
In recent days, the Taiyi Sect had been digesting the former territories of the Daye Dynasty, the Xia Dynasty, and the Dali Dynasty faster and faster. It gradually entered the stage of intensive cultivation, making the foundation of the entire sect deeper and deeper, making it difficult for external forces to shake it.
During the days when Lin Xuan stayed in the Human Sovereign Secret Realm, the war between the Dragons clan and the Sword Maste in the Realm of True Force had ended, but the process was very tragic.
The leader of the Sword Maste, Que Lingzi, had planned to negotiate with the Dragons clan, hoping to use the power of the Dragons clan to take revenge on Lin Xuan. Unfortunately, the Dragons clan was really angry and refused to negotiate with the Sword Maste. The two sides fought fiercely, and the casualties were very heavy.
But in the end, the Sword Maste won.
After all, the West Barren was the territory of the Sword Maste. The Sword Maste relied on the geographical advantage and their own strength and rallying power to successfully form an alliance to resist the Dragons clan. After three days of intense battle, the Dragons clan was finally defeated and forced to retreat from the West Barren.
After the great battle, less than six thousand of the ten thousand True Dragons that had attacked the Sword Maste were left. Almost half of them were killed or injured. The Dragons clan had suffered a great loss and could no longer cross millions of miles to attack the Que Province. They had no choice but to withdraw from the territory of the human race and return to the Northern Wilderness.
In this battle, the Sword Maste had also suffered a shocking loss. Of the 100,000 inner disciples, 40% were killed or injured. Even among the high-level elders, they had lost more than 30 of them.
This loss was even greater than the loss caused by the rebellion of the Ji Faction two years ago. The entire Sword Maste had suffered a great loss, and it would be difficult for them to return to their peak in the next two hundred years.
As for the vassals and forces of the Sword Maste who had responded to the Sword Maste's call to participate in the fight against the Dragons clan, they had lost more than 200,000 experts. Such heavy losses had almost exhausted the human resources that the Sword Maste had accumulated over hundreds and thousands of years.
This also caused the Sword Maste to completely lose its position as the leader of the seven superpowers. Its prestige in the martial arts world had plummeted, and it was now half a level lower than the Demon Refining Lake, the Dark Hall, and the Infernal Purgatory.
After the incident, at the high-level meeting of the Sword Maste, Sect Master Que Lingzi issued a letter of self-reproach. He confessed his mistakes in public and admitted that he had made a mistake in his decision, which caused the Sword Maste to suffer a great loss and brought shame to the ancestors of the Sword Maste.
He even wanted to resign from his position as Sect Master in public to thank the world, but in the end, he was persuaded by a group of higher-ups.
After all, the Sword Maste was currently plagued with disasters. Apart from Que Lingzi, there was no one else in the Sword Maste who could take on the role of Sect Master. Once Que Lingzi stepped down, the Sword Maste would most likely fall into a new state of chaos.
As a result, Que Lingzi reluctantly continued to stay in his position.
Sword Maste, the Famous Sword Tower.
From the outside, the Famous Sword Tower looked like it had nine floors. This was something that every Sword Maste disciple knew.
However, in reality, the Famous Sword Tower had a total of ten floors.
This tenth floor could not be seen from the outside, and almost no one knew about it.
Only the Sect Masters of the Sword Maste of each generation were qualified to know about it, and only the current Sect Master was qualified to enter.
In the spacious space of the tenth floor, an azure, sheathless divine sword floated in the air. The sword's aura was restrained, and the Daoist Rhyme flowed. It faintly emitted a domineering aura that could split the heavens and earth.
At this moment, the Sect Master of the Sword Maste, Que Lingzi, knelt respectfully before the divine sword. Her face was slightly pale, as if she was waiting for something.
After an unknown period of time, a spatial door opened out of thin air. A burly figure covered in battle armor walked out of the door and appeared in front of Que Lingzi.
This figure was three meters tall, wearing golden armor and exuding a mysterious and vast aura. It was as if a god had descended, giving people an irresistible sense of oppression.
His eyes were emitting a scarlet light, cold and dangerous. Behind him, there was a five-meter long, thick and powerful snake tail with golden scales.
"Sword Slave Que Lingzi, do you have something to report? Hmm? Why did I lose the aura of the Holy Ground? What happened? "
The mysterious golden-armored man let out a deep and powerful voice. It was like thunder, shaking people's souls.
When he sensed that the aura of the Holy Ground had disappeared, his cold tone suddenly became extremely cold. He looked at Que Lingzi with a murderous gaze.
Feeling the murderous intent of the golden-armored man, Que Lingzi's face became even paler. She broke out in cold sweat and knelt down. "This subordinate is useless! Ten days ago, the Holy Ground was taken away by the new Sword Master of the Human Emperor, Lin Xuan. This subordinate is powerless to take it back. Please punish me, my lord! "
"Human Emperor?"
The golden-armored man snorted. "Hmph, those lowly tomb keepers dared to touch the things of the Thousand Tribulations Sect. Are they tired of living?"
Que Lingzi said, "My lord, the Human Emperor Sword Master of the Human Emperor is just a young man who hasn't seen much of the world. Perhaps the Holy Ground was just a whim of his and has nothing to do with the Human Emperor.
However, ten days have passed, and the Human Emperor still hasn't returned the Holy Ground. I'm afraid that the higher-ups of the Human Emperor have already acknowledged this.
This matter is of great importance. This subordinate doesn't dare to hide it and can only report it to my lord. "
"Alright, I already know about this matter. Someone will come to help you take back the Holy Ground later. However, the Holy Ground was taken away under your watch. You can't avoid the crime of dereliction of duty! Take care of yourself! "
The golden-armored man looked coldly at Que Lingzi and returned to the space portal. Before he left, he inserted a purple talisman seal into Que Lingzi's body.
When Que Lingzi saw the talisman seal flying towards him, his expression instantly changed. He was terrified, but he didn't dare to dodge and allowed the talisman seal to enter his body.
After that, a series of mournful screams rang out from the tenth floor of the Famous Sword Tower. The screams didn't stop for a long time and lasted for seven days and seven nights.
After seven days, Que Lingzi stopped screaming. He was tortured to the point that he didn't even look human anymore. He was only left with one breath.
However, he was still alive. A look of relief flashed across his eyes.
Suddenly, a space portal opened under the divine sword. A tall and handsome young man in black with an evil temperament walked out calmly.
He looked like a human, but his eyes were extremely evil. When he stared at people, they would feel as if they were being stared at by a desolate ancient beast. It made people's hair stand on end.
As for his cultivation, it was unfathomable. Even Que Lingzi couldn't see through it.
"You're Que Lingzi?" The young man in black had a slightly shrill voice.
Que Lingzi hurriedly kowtowed with difficulty. "Sword slave Que Lingzi greets my lord. How should I address you …"
"Thousand Tribulations Sect, Raven King Black Mountain," the young man in black said coldly.
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