Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Blood rain fell, the lightning momentarily illuminating the heavens as if it were daytime.

Everyone saw the figure of a heavily wounded old man appear.

The old man clutched two blood-stained long swords in his left hand, flesh torn and flying, his entire body covered in gruesome wounds.

His left leg was severed, a massive bloody gash across his waist, and several penetrating wounds on his shoulders.

The left half of his face was sliced open by a blade, and his right ear, along with the scalp on that side, had been cut off.

Yet, this tottering, dying old man held a bloody head in his right hand!!!

Qin Gang's mouth was full of reversed blood, but he couldn't spit it out in front of all his disciples.

His throat twitched slightly, and his bloodshot eyes scanned below.

The Great Xia Sword Sect disciples around the cloud boat, standing in the air, were all excited, clenching their fists and staring up at Qin Gang.

Heaven and earth were silent, save for the pattering rain and the deafening roar of thunder.

Every disciple caught by the old man's gaze felt a surge of inexplicable honor within their hearts.

A bolt of lightning flashed behind the old man.

In the instant the light illuminated the sky, Qin Gang raised the head high!

He roared with his hoarse voice.

“Great Xia will forever prosper!!”

Instantly, the Great Xia Sword Sect disciples' morale reached its peak!!

The Great Xia Sword Sect disciples in blood-stained white robes all raised their swords high with resolute expressions and shouted.

“Great Xia will forever prosper!!!”

“Great Xia will forever prosper!!!”

Only the Xuanci Sword Sect disciples and the enshrined elders squatting on the ground looked ashen.

Their ashen faces were not entirely because the Xuanci Sword Sect had lost.

But because they felt disheartened by Sect Master Lin Ze's desertion and the betrayal of many Golden Immortal Realm elders.

Qin Gang stood as straight as a sword, without even a hint of wavering!

However, Ge Nie noticed something was amiss and flew forward, inadvertently letting the old man lean slightly on him, and whispered.

“Sect Master, let's return to the cloud boat first!”

Ge Nie pulled, but couldn't move the old man.

He heard the old man's vague voice transmission in his ear.

“Cong... Congxin and... Ye Feng, they...”

Ge Nie paused, and said in a deep voice.

“They should be fine. I saw the other peak masters suddenly leave.”

Qin Gang handed the head to Ge Nie at random, and tremblingly took out a jade slip that was flashing crazily.

“Reporting to the Sect Master, Congxin has been found, he is unharmed.”

“The branch sects have gathered, how should they be settled?”

Qin Gang finally breathed a sigh of relief, his arms drooped down, and he leaned on Ge Nie's body and said softly.

“Help... me back... to the cloud boat.”

Ge Nie did not dare to delay and quickly helped Qin Gang back to the cloud boat.

The main peak elders spoke one after another, ordering the sect disciples to return to the cloud boat, those who needed to heal to heal, and those who needed to break through to break through.

A group of elders gathered together but were a little embarrassed...

“What should we do with these people from the Xuanci Sword Sect?”

Several elders gathered together and couldn't think of a solution.

In the end, they sent a voice transmission to Yuan Chengjie.

Yuan Chengjie slumped in a ruin.

Beneath him were three incomplete corpses...

The mountains within a hundred miles were almost completely destroyed.

Everywhere were scorched deep pits, and the remaining power of thunder lingered for a long time.

Yuan Chengjie wiped the blood from his face, breathing heavily, listening to the elder's voice transmission.

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, supporting himself with his sword and standing up, and said in a cold voice.

“Imprison their cultivation, bring them all back to the sect, and wait for the Sect Master to decide!”

After speaking, Yuan Chengjie looked into the distance.

His figure flew and came to an old monk who was covered in blood and leaning against a stone wall, and sat down with a thud.

He took out a jar of strong wine and raised it to the old man.

Jue Yuan put his hands together and rolled his eyes.

“A monk, abstains from alcohol.”

Yuan Chengjie and Jue Yuan looked at each other, and suddenly laughed heartily.

“Hahahaha hahahahaha!!”

“Hehe.”

Yuan Chengjie took a big gulp of wine, and said to himself.

“Li Congxin is a disciple of my peak.”

“Thank you, Daoist, for your help this time.”

Jue Yuan closed his eyes and chanted Buddhist scriptures, without saying more.

Yuan Chengjie handed the old man two high-quality healing pills.

Jue Yuan did not refuse, and after swallowing them, the majestic medicinal power dissolved in his body.

His injuries were quickly recovering.

Jue Yuan said softly.

“This old monk also has a little disciple at Layman Li's place.”

Yuan Chengjie was slightly stunned, got up and stretched out his hand and smiled.

“Then, Master, why don't you come to the sect with me?”

Jue Yuan did not refuse, and the two stood side by side, traversing the void and flying towards the location of Li Guanqi.

“You almost started a massacre, won't you have a drink?”

“Huff... I won't drink, thank you for your kindness.”

“Tsk, shouldn't you drink some wine to calm your nerves?”

“Really can't drink!!”

“Alas... what a pity.”

“Daoist friend, you should join the Daoist sect, your actions are really... Humph!”

Yuan Chengjie laughed loudly, remained silent for a long time, and thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

“Thank you.”

“I don’t drink.”

“Hey, look at you, that's no fun.”

Chu Hao had been staying by Li Guanqi's side, in the void, cloud boats formed a fleet and flew towards the direction of Fuyu Land.

In the Qingming Land branch sect, Sect Master Xia Zhong also led Tang Ru and others to board the cloud boat and head to Fuyu Land.

This time...

It was the gathering of the ten lands branch sects in Fuyu Land.

It had been a long time since these people had seen each other.

This time, when everyone gathered together, not a single person showed a smile.

Each one of them had a bitter face and frowned.

Because they didn't know what kind of criticism and beatings they would face from Qin Gang next...

Qin Gang's beatings were real beatings.

But there was no way... so many things had happened recently that they had to gather in Fuyu Land.

Xia Zhong, the Sect Master of the Qingming Branch Sect, settled everyone in the best rooms in the cloud boat.

He specially left a lot of precious pills to replenish divine consciousness and repair injuries.

Ye Feng looked at Xia Zhong's worried face and couldn't help but smile and comfort him.

“Senior Xia, don't worry, my master is still very reasonable.”

“Besides, if it weren't for Sect Master Xia, that man in black wouldn't have minded killing us all.”

Xia Zhong's eyes lit up when he heard this, grabbed Ye Feng's hand, and quickly said.

“Thank you! Thank you, little friend!!”

“Be sure to say a few good words for me.”

Ye Feng smiled and nodded.

Turning around and pushing open the door, where were the people in the room healing? They were all sitting cross-legged on the ground, and jars of good wine almost filled the surroundings.

Even the snacks were put out at some point.

Cao Yan held a chicken leg in his hand, patted the empty seat next to him, and said loudly.

“Second brother, what are you looking at? Come over and drink.”

Ye Feng grinned as he looked at everyone, strode to everyone's side and sat down with a thud.

He raised the wine jar and said with a smile.

“Come on! Let's brothers drink a little, and when we get back to big brother, we'll have a good drink!”

“As for how you guys have been doing these past few years, we'll talk about it later, let's drink!!”

Clang!!

The wine jars collided together, everyone raised their heads and drank, the brotherhood was beyond words.

The fact that they can gather together now is enough to explain everything!!