Left the Iron Sword Sect.
Sword Daoist set off for Blood Mountain Mansion.
Each step he took, his aura became more formidable.
The moment Sword Daoist stepped into Blood Mountain Mansion, his aura peaked.
True Intent Master!
His vital energy blazed like the scorching sun!
Sword Daoist’s eyes, fixed on the depths of Blood Mountain Mansion, were resolute; the battle spirit that had been dormant for hundreds of years was now stirred to its limit.
Even the iron sword on his back seemed to sense this intense will to fight, trembling ceaselessly on its own.
When Sword Daoist saw the scene of scattered bones throughout Blood Mountain Mansion, his expression turned even colder.
"Evil spirits harm our human race, they indeed deserve death!"
However,
Sword Daoist also understood.
The evil spirit of Blood Mountain Mansion that could directly massacre the inhabitants of a mansion probably possessed terrifying strength, which he was not capable of confronting now.
Two hundred years in seclusion.
Sword Daoist hadn’t truly stepped into the realm of a Martial Arts Grandmaster, he was merely a half-step Grandmaster.
A half-step Grandmaster.
Considered a top powerhouse in the Martial World.
He could outright suppress many evil spirits.
But to say he could suppress the evil spirit of Blood Mountain Mansion, Sword Daoist still had no confidence.
Because he was well aware
of how powerful the evil spirit of Blood Mountain Mansion was.
He hadn’t taken part in the battle five hundred years ago, because he hadn’t been born yet, but his master, the founder of the Iron Sword Sect, had participated in that battle.
In the end,
it was the founder of the Iron Sword Sect who returned grievously wounded, then took in Sword Daoist and taught him for some years, ultimately passing away due to the incurable injuries.
Knowing the strength of the Blood Mountain Mansion evil spirit, Sword Daoist had no thoughts of suppressing the evil spirit with his own power.
What he intended to do
was to merely buy some time.
Venturing deep into Blood Mountain Mansion.
The evil spirit’s presence grew increasingly intense.
Sword Daoist’s expression became much more solemn.
As he arrived at a mountain range, he saw all the trees had withered, the earth was cracked, and a chilling, unnatural aura pervaded the air.
When Sword Daoist looked toward the fissured earth, the endless darkness within the crevices seemed like a fearsome abyss ready to devour everything. Visible amongst the blood within the fissures were corpses arranged in a bizarre fashion, their essence blood thoroughly drained.
Seeing this scene,
Sword Daoist’s expression was filled with fury.
"Blood sacrifice!"
"This is someone using the blood of the people for a sacrifice, causing the evil spirit of this place to break the seal and emerge!!"
Before entering Blood Mountain Mansion, Sword Daoist had thought that the seal had weakened over time, leading to the revival of the evil spirit, but now it was clear that this was the deliberate act of someone.
When he saw the clothing on some of the corpses, Sword Daoist’s eyes turned colder.
"Tianyang Sword Sect... Pei Family, they have the audacity to act so recklessly!!"
Although he wasn’t clear about the full story, upon seeing the clothes of people from these two houses amongst the numerous corpses, it took Sword Daoist only a moment to understand the connection.
Obviously,
these two families wanted to awaken the evil spirit of this place through a blood sacrifice.
But as it stands, they undoubtedly bit off more than they could chew.
The evil spirit was revived,
and all the people from both houses were killed without exception.
Then it swept through the entire Blood Mountain Mansion, massacring all of its people.
Just then, Sword Daoist spotted a figure in green and was taken aback, speaking out, "With the evil spirit emerging, you should not linger here.
With the strength of this evil spirit, even Martial Arts Grandmasters would struggle to withstand.
Leave now, and there might still be a chance for survival!"
In his view,
the man in green must have sensed the commotion in Blood Mountain Mansion; that’s why he came here. Although Sword Daoist couldn’t fathom the man’s depth, he figured that no matter how strong he was, he couldn’t be a match for the evil spirit of Blood Mountain Mansion.
Upon hearing Sword Daoist’s words, Gu Qingfeng turned his head to glance at the former and smiled faintly.
"Knowing the evil spirit is ferocious, why have you come here?"
"My Iron Sword Sect’s purpose is to eliminate evil spirits. Now that an evil spirit has emerged in Blood Mountain Mansion, how could I not come? I see that despite your young age, your aura is extraordinary, suggesting that your strength is formidable.
Rather than falling here, it would be better to leave temporarily."
Having lived for hundreds of years, although Sword Daoist couldn’t ascertain the depth of Gu Qingfeng’s strength, he could tell that the latter wasn’t very old.
In front of him, Gu Qingfeng was no different from the younger generation.
However, Gu Qingfeng, upon hearing the former’s words, felt a slight shift in his expression.
Iron Sword Sect!
He had also heard of this sect.
After all, in today’s world, truly pure Martial Arts sects were extremely rare. The Iron Sword Sect was a major sect in Nanyang County with an Innate Grandmaster in residence, so naturally, Gu Qingfeng was not unfamiliar with them.
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However, it seemed that the Iron Sword Sect’s foundation was much stronger than what was rumored in the outside world.
At the very least,
the strength of the person before him was not weak.
To Gu Qingfeng, the formidable aura emanating from the other party was comparable to that of the Sect Master of Divine Martial Sect.
Clearly,
the man before him was a half-step Grandmaster,
and one who had reached Master level through physical cultivation and had grasped a not-insignificant True Intent.
One must know.
Among half-step Great Grandmasters, there are differences as well.
The least among them is a half-step Great Grandmaster who has achieved that status from being an Innate Grandmaster, followed by those who become half-step Great Grandmasters through their mastery of vital energy and blood.
As for the strongest,
They are the half-step Great Grandmasters forged through the combination of vital energy, blood, and True Intent.
Clearly,
Tie Daoist belonged to the third category.
As the two were speaking, the ground shook and a surge of blood-red light shot into the sky. A terrifying aura rose up from the depths of the earth, and a blood-stained Golden Coffin appeared before them.
The coffin shook violently, sealed by chains of gold, but now, these chains were mostly broken, and the Evil Spirit sealed within was about to emerge.
"An Evil Spirit from Blood Mountain Mansion!"
"Even gold struggles to fully seal it—"
Sword Daoist’s face was filled with horror.
It seemed that even without someone breaking the seal, it would be difficult to keep the Evil Spirit fully contained.
Its release was simply a matter of time.
It’s commonly accepted that gold can suppress Evil Spirits; regardless of the spirit’s power, it’s hard for them to truly break such seals.
But now,
The fact that the Evil Spirit from Blood Mountain Mansion had the power to break a golden seal meant it was something special, either in the sense of its terrifying power or that even gold could not suppress it.
Whichever it was, the situation before them sent a chill through Sword Daoist’s heart.
Gu Qingfeng, too, looked at the emerging Evil Spirit but with a much calmer demeanor.
"Boom!"
"Boom!!"
The sound resonating from within the Golden Coffin was akin to drum beats, causing Sword Daoist to feel his heart uncontrollable and his blood nearly rushing backwards, his complexion changing once again.
At that moment,
The remaining chains broke.
Cracks appeared on the vast Golden Coffin, and a chilling, abyssal aura leaked out. In the next breath, the coffin lid shattered, a tide of force surged towards the sky, shaking the heavens.
Then, a skeletal creature crawled out from the coffin, and immediately, a flood of blood-red energy madly converged, flowing into the skeleton.
Following swiftly,
Flesh began to regenerate.
Meridians and flesh returned.
In but a few breaths’ time, the skeletal creature had again formed a flesh-and-blood body, with eyes as red as blood. When it looked at Sword Daoist and Gu Qingfeng, its grotesque and ferocious face revealed a murderous expression.
"Kill!"
The Evil Spirit spoke in human tongue, its voice hoarse and unpleasant. As it reached out towards Sword Daoist with a mighty hand, a tumultuous mix of blood energy and cold aura filled the world, causing him to feel as if his own blood was freezing over.
"You flee first, I’ll cover our retreat!"
Sword Daoist’s face was filled with terror, his vigorous body and blood vibrating, dispersing the attacking cold aura with his intense blood energy. Behind him, the Iron Sword suddenly unsheathed.
As he gripped the sword handle, Sword Daoist’s aura changed in an instant.
"Ten Thousand Sword Skills!"
Massive blood energy poured into the Iron Sword, an intense Sword Intent soared into the sky, cutting through the heavens and earth. With Sword Daoist’s slash, the powerful Sword Qi transformed into thousands of strikes that burst forth.
This sword,
Was the pinnacle sword technique Sword Daoist had developed after two hundred years of secluded cultivation.
Even space itself showed countless fissures under this strike.
"Well done!"
Gu Qingfeng nodded slightly.
Putting other things aside, although Sword Daoist was a half-step Great Grandmaster, the power of this sword could rival that of a true Martial Arts Grandmaster.
However,
To say it would be enough to handle the Evil Spirit was still an understatement.
Sure enough,
When the power of the Ten Thousand Sword Skills clashed with the Evil Spirit’s power, it crumbled away as if it was nothing, and the overwhelming force sent Sword Daoist flying through the air.
Had he not been so profoundly grounded, that strike alone would have been fatal.
Even so, Sword Daoist was grievously injured, coughing up blood and staring at the Evil Spirit in utter shock.
Immediately,
Sword Daoist’s expression turned resolute, as if he had made a decision.
"If I am to die today, I will make you pay a price!"
As he spoke,
Sword Daoist prepared to use his Secret Technique, ready for a last desperate fight.
However,
Just as Sword Daoist was about to act, the previously inactive Gu Qingfeng slowly said, "There’s no need for desperation yet, why the rush?"
Upon hearing this,
Sword Daoist’s expression was one of confusion.
But before he could ask for clarification, he saw Gu Qingfeng throw a punch. What seemed like a simple strike made the world seem to collapse, its immense power appearing to shatter the void, with a blood energy force as dazzling as the Divine Brilliance Great Sun.
All the eerie and cold aura in the air was now dissolving away, and the Evil Spirit let out a roar, with a phantom image of a blood sea emerging behind it, attempting to engulf and suppress Gu Qingfeng.
In the next moment,
The blood sea tore apart.
The fiercely powerful punch landed squarely on the Evil Spirit, blasting its robust body away, its flesh exploding, exposing its ghastly white bones.
Upon witnessing this scene,
Sword Daoist stood there agape, full of disbelief.
"Such blood energy...it’s truly unimaginable!!"
He knew that as a Master of blood energy, his own power was considerable, but comparing his force to Gu Qingfeng’s, it was like comparing a firefly to the bright moon.
And for a moment,
Sword Daoist was deeply shaken.