The Ancient Sword Sect was only a second-rate sect. The sect master, Tan Feng, was only at the Pseudo Emperor Stage, let alone the elders and disciples.
Therefore, the people of the Ninth Peak ended the battle within the short time it took for an incense stick to burn. They destroyed the entire Ancient Sword Sect without any effort.
The only thing that surprised Ye Chen was that this tiny second-rate sect actually owned a small mine. The mine was filled with countless mystic stones.
The Ancient Sword Sect's facilities were luxurious. There were strange mountains and rocks, precious flowers and trees, and many spiritual birds …
"Retrieve!"
Ye Chen took out the Witch Cauldron and stored all of the Ancient Sword Sect's mystic stone mine into it.
He then said, "Leave a hundred people behind to move all the strange mountains, rocks, flowers, and trees of the Ancient Sword Sect back to the Ninth Peak and rebuild the sect!"
As soon as he finished speaking!
A few pseudo emperors immediately unleashed their great divinities and worked together to move away a strange mountain that was 60 meters tall. They even captured the crane and did not let go of the bird's nest.
Ye Wushuang's clear eyes slowly looked at Elder Qing Xuan, "Elder Qing Xuan, didn't you say that the destroyed peak of the Ninth Peak can't be repaired? Isn't there one now? "
Elder Qing Xuan's face twitched a few times. In the end, he forced out a sentence, "The feeling of destroying a sect … is so satisfying!"
He had a feeling that if Ye Chen continued to lead the Ninth Peak, it might turn into a bunch of robbers who robbed houses.
"Hahaha, how is that bad?!"
Ye Chen laughed out loud when he heard that, "In the words of a great man, although we don't have guns, the enemy can make them for us!
"Let's go, let's go to the next one!"
…
In just two hours, Ye Chen led the people of the Ninth Peak to destroy nearly 20 sects, cities, and countless families.
Almost at the same time.
In the far west, within the Corpse Sect.
The world was filled with endless killing intent. The Witchcraft Sect had gathered the strength of the entire sect to suppress the Corpse Sect.
The Witchcraft Sect's sect master, Wu Tianhou, commanded more than ten supreme giants to cross the sky and shouted coldly, "Old Luo, it's rare for me to come here. Aren't you going to meet an old friend?"
"Boom …"
As his voice fell, a loud noise suddenly came from the depths of the Corpse Sect.
Then, under everyone's gaze, a red coffin broke through the ground and shot into the sky.
"Ka ka ka …"
A withered arm suddenly stretched out from the coffin, and then a black shadow broke through the coffin lid and shot out.
It was an old man completely covered in black cloth. The old man's face was covered in livor mortis spots, making him look like a living dead.
However, with the appearance of this person, a chilling storm instantly arose and an unparalleled pressure of yin energy completely swept through the world.
"Sect Master!"
Countless disciples of the Corpse Sect were in awe and fear.
A cold snort came from the old man, "Wu Tianhou, why did you bring the Witchcraft Sect here today?"
"What do you mean?"
Wu Tianhou put on a fake smile. "I'm here under the order of my master, Mad Southern Ye. I'm here to demand an explanation from the Corpse Cult. Are you guys going to submit to my master or are you going to be wiped out?!"
"Hahaha!"
The Corpse Sect's sect master threw his head back and laughed loudly. His voice was extremely sharp, "Wu Tianhou, you're the sect master of a supreme sect after all. I didn't expect you to acknowledge a brat as your master. You've really disappointed me!"
"My master's power is beyond your imagination!"
Wu Tianhou's gaze turned cold as he suddenly shouted, "Old Luo, I'll ask you one last time. Is your Corpse Sect going to surrender or be destroyed?"
"Destroy my Corpse Sect?"
The Corpse Sect's sect master said coldly, "Wu Tianhou, aren't you thinking too highly of yourself? Your Witchcraft Sect and my Corpse Sect are on par in strength. After so many years, there's been constant friction, but you haven't destroyed my Corpse Sect. "
At this point, his gaze swept across the dozen or so supreme giants behind Wu Tianhou, "Moreover, my Corpse Sect has several supreme giants, which are no less than your Witchcraft Sect!"
As soon as he finished speaking, ten black coffins broke out from the ground.
Ten black coffins broke out of the ground. The coffin lids opened at the same time, revealing more than twenty black shadows.
There were ten people and ten corpses!
Every single one of them was comparable to a supreme giant!
"Wu Tianhou, I really want to know how you're going to destroy my Corpse Sect!" The Corpse Sect's sect master laughed out loud.
Even though he was prepared, Wu Tianhou's expression could not help but change. Then, he took a deep breath in and said slowly, "Seven of you, come out!"
"Boom …"
As soon as he said that, seven extremely powerful figures descended from the sky. Seven intense auras swept across the world.
"Old Luo!"
"Old Tang!"
"Old Ying!"
"Old Xiang!"
"…"
When he saw the faces of the seven people clearly, the Corpse Sect's sect master's expression turned grim.
The seven patriarchs of the seven ancient clans had all appeared. Moreover, they had chosen to join forces with the Witchcraft Sect. As a result, the situation had been reversed once again.
Thinking to this point, the Corpse Sect's sect master took a deep breath in and said with an extremely grim expression, "Old Luo, aren't the seven of you going into seclusion at the end of your lifespan? Why are you attacking my Corpse Sect today?"
"Let's fight!"
The Luo clan's patriarch's battle intent was blazing.
"Kill!"
With the appearance of the seven patriarchs of the seven ancient clans, the atmosphere was suddenly broken. Without any unnecessary words, the battle between the two sides erupted.
…
Among the ten supreme sects in the Kunlun Ruins, Purple Cap Mountain was the most mysterious, and the Sword Sect was known as the number one sword cultivation sect.
On the other hand, Dao Sect was the only publicly acknowledged number one supreme sect other than Purple Cap Mountain.
The reason was that Dao Sect's master, Sect Master Lei Xing, had the longest lifespan among the supreme giants. He had lived for nearly 500 years, and he was known as the No. 1 person below the saints.
Ever since the seven high sects declared war on Ye Chen, the other six high sects vaguely focused on Dao Sect. Countless people arrived at Dao Sect.
Meanwhile, the other forces in the Kunlun Ruins moved as well. They rushed to Dao Sect from all over the Kunlun Ruins. Their goal was to discuss destroying Ye Chen.
At that moment, Dao Sect was extremely lively.
"Hahaha, Brother Lin from the Glacier Stream and Fellow Shen from the Taichu Temple, I didn't expect you guys to be here too!"
"Brother Zhao from the Henglian Sect, you're wrong. Today, we're discussing the matter of killing Mad Southern Ye together. How can we not be here?!"
Many people greeted each other as they enjoyed the spiritual fruits provided by Dao Sect.
"Oh my god, other than the Ninth Peak, the Witchcraft Sect, and the seven ancient clans, all the famous forces in the Kunlun Ruins are here!"
Someone exclaimed.
"Who would dare not come at a time like this? Those who don't come will be regarded as Mad Southern Ye's accomplices. Not only us, even those small sects and cities have sent people! "
Someone sneered, "Moreover, Mad Southern Ye is trying to become enemies with the seven high sects and the entire Kunlun Ruins. He's overestimating himself. Anyone smart can see the situation clearly!"
Right at that moment, rays of light suddenly flashed across the sky. The might attracted everyone's attention.
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