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Chapter 1646 - 151: Bishui Sword Sect! (Part 2)
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Chapter 1646: Chapter 151: Bishui Sword Sect! (Part 2)

But he didn’t deliberately suppress his breakthrough, nor did he suppress the ability to devour. Everything progressed naturally.

This way, the realm cultivated felt pure and natural, without any feelings of being restrained.

This was also a new understanding of Tao that Zhou Yan had at present, which made the path of cultivation more solid and complete.

This state was something that no other cultivator could achieve.

After leaving the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, Zhou Yan stepped on the Red Flame Sword and flew towards the location of the Bishui Sword Sect.

The Bishui Sword Sect was not particularly far from Tianji Mountain, but it wasn’t too close either.

The Red Flame Sword was a weapon Zhou Yan had seized from one of the more than ten Saint Masters. He used his own weapon as part of a plan and hadn’t thought about collecting materials to forge a new sword, so he simply grabbed one.

Zhou Yan casually refined the Red Flame Sword and felt it was less effective than the Bone Sword. But given his current ability, he could only use it for now.

The Red Flame Sword pierced through the sky, quickly disappearing into the cloud-like mist.

The void was vast, and after Zhou Yan confirmed the direction, his speed was remarkably fast.

...

"Zhao Xuexun, come out and face your death!"

Outside the mountain gate of the Bishui Sword Sect, a group of young men in black robes surrounded but did not attack, appearing to mock the Bishui Sword Sect.

Leading them was a black-robed man with hollow eyes, so thin he seemed all skin and bones, exuding a scarlet blood mist aura.

The blood mist wrapped around the black robe, giving him an inexplicable eerie appearance.

He was not tall; in fact, he was quite short, standing less than 1.4 meters tall.

But the mature aura on his face was unmistakably evident.

This made him look more like a disabled person.

However, such an appearance did not prompt any cultivator to show any abnormality, nor did anyone dare mock the person before them.

After all, the man before them was the ’Blood Nether Saint Son.’

Among the Blood Nether Saint Sons, this one held the highest position, was the most powerful, and was most difficult to provoke.

"Listen up, people of the Bishui Sword Sect. You have half an hour, and if you don’t hand over Zhao Xuexun, the Bishui Sword Sect will be erased from existence!"

The black-robed young man spoke again.

This time, as he spoke, a lot of blood mist began to spread out, drifting towards the four directions of the Bishui Sword Sect.

As if enveloping the Bishui Sword Sect.

Clearly, it was a control technique, aiming to prevent anyone from the Bishui Sword Sect from escaping.

Such means obviously intended to capture everyone in the Bishui Sword Sect in one fell swoop.

At this moment, a woman in a snow-white gauzy dress, with a cold and unwilling expression on her face, stepped forward.

"Senior Sister, don’t go. That Blood Nether Saint Son has already gone mad!"

"Xuexun, why must you stand out like this?"

"Senior Sister Xuexun, you shouldn’t get involved in this matter!"

"Bishui Sword Sect, after all, has an ancient and mysterious heritage. Xuexun, you--"

...

Young Zhao Xuexun in a white gauzy dress flew forward and landed not far in front of the Blood Nether Saint Son.

She looked coldly at the Blood Nether Saint Son, her eyes filled with deep fear.

"Zhao Xuexun, aren’t you going to give an explanation for the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb incident?"

The Blood Nether Saint Son ignored the other women appearing beside Zhao Xuexun and spoke coldly.

"An explanation? There’s no explanation."

"What’s your relationship with that old ghost?"

"Hehe, guess!"

Zhao Xuexun responded sarcastically.

"You’re asking for death!"

The Blood Nether Saint Son snorted coldly, obviously extremely angry.

However, Zhao Xuexun merely looked at him coldly and said, "Indeed, the Blood Nether Sacred Land is very powerful, but currently, within the Heavenly Mechanism Sect’s territory, there’s no room for you to act recklessly! Of course, the Bishui Sword Sect isn’t the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, but its foundation does not fall short of it!"

"Your visit today surely has a cruel purpose, so even if we humble ourselves, there won’t be a good result. Since that’s the case, why should we humble ourselves?

Moreover, the Bishui Sword Sect is not a sect that can continue by compromising.

Without the Swordmen’s pride, life and death hold no meaning for the Bishui Sword Sect."

Zhao Xuexun spoke, then turned her gaze to those around her.

Some disciples beside her began to shy away from her glance.

Seeing this, the Blood Nether Saint Son suddenly laughed and said, "No wonder the Bishui Sword Sect, already in its twilight, hasn’t decayed; turns out, disciples like you still exist. But, this matter today is already destined!"

The Blood Nether Saint Son seemed to lose interest in speaking, then immediately made a move towards Zhao Xuexun.

Moreover, the method the Blood Nether Saint Son used was a blood binding technique, which once used, became incredibly powerful and eerie, as if controlling a cultivator’s thoughts and soul.

Zhao Xuexun trembled, suddenly erupting with a potent Sword Dao force, striking towards her junior sisters around her.

The sudden change happened swiftly, as if it was an inside job.

However, Zhao Xuexun fiercely and desperately suppressed her emotions, causing the terrifying killing intent to slow for a moment.

But clearly, it was not enough.

Because even with the slowed pace, the killing intent could not be avoided.

However, at that moment, the void suddenly trembled slightly, and Zhao Xuexun’s killing intent completely collapsed and dissipated.

Zhao Xuexun’s eyes showed fear, her face turned pale in an instant.

While she was controlled, she had thoughts but lacked emotion, feeling life and death didn’t matter; even if it was the junior sisters, killing them meant nothing.

But now, restoring normalcy, she felt extreme fear.

Because that fear was no longer simple!

Once she had personally slain her junior sisters, the consequences would make her suffer lifelong torment.

Zhao Xuexun was fearful but knew she had to persist because all the sect’s strong masters were closed off, comprehending the most complex First Layer of the Bishui Secret Technique’s changes.

If the First Layer was understood, the Bishui Sword Sect would possess power comparable to the Heavenly Mechanism Sect.

Therefore, even at such a critical moment, the Bishui Sword Sect had only guardian disciples, without powerful figures like Sect Masters or Elders overseeing.

This situation was truly frustrating.

Zhao Xuexun could only offer herself as a bait to the enemy, delaying as much as possible.

This was why she kept talking to the Blood Nether Saint Son.

The Blood Nether Saint Son was no fool; of course, he understood Zhao Xuexun’s intentions.

Thus, the Blood Nether Saint Son immediately acted lethally, controlling Zhao Xuexun to kill those around her.

However, such arrangements were disrupted by an unknown interference.

And the person appearing here seemed to emerge out of thin air, exceptionally bizarre.

"Who are you? How dare you prevent me, the Blood Nether Saint Son, from slaying my enemies!"

The Blood Nether Saint Son immediately glared nervously at the person emerging in the light and angrily shouted.

"Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son."

The person within the light said calmly.

Immediately, the light manifested, then shook, and a figure emerged.

"Zhao Xuexun? Are you alright?"

Zhou Yan asked calmly.

"No, no issues. Heavenly Mechanism... Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son? Could it be you, you are that senior’s, that senior’s disciple?"

Zhao Xuexun, with her keen mind, immediately thought of something, her eyes suddenly brightened as she spoke.

Zhou Yan slightly nodded upon hearing this and said, "You could say that."

"Ah--it’s, it’s really--no wonder you, the Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son, are so powerful, turns out, turns out--"

Zhao Xuexun suddenly burst into tears of excitement.

She hadn’t expected that at such a critical time, the Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son would appear.

Though she didn’t know how strong the rumored Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son was, he surely wasn’t inferior to the Blood Nether Saint Son!

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