Chapter 592: Chapter 399: Conquering the Void Blessed Land, Divine Crystal Essence
[In the year 5458 of the New Source Era, with the help of the Cangyu Sword Sect, you allied the entire Righteous Dao Three Sects.]
[In the year 5463 of the New Source Era, a new Righteous Demon war broke out again.]
[But this time, the Flying Star Cultivation Realm was fully involved.]
[After a century of infiltration, people from the Flying Star Cultivation Realm were present among the major forces in the Void Realm.]
[The Righteous Dao Three Sects and the Flying Star Cultivation Realm formed a temporary alliance...]
"Have you heard?"
"The Sect Leader of the Cangyu Sword Sect, Sun Yue, struck down the Mincang Eighteen Saints with a single sword."
"Mincang Eighteen Saints? Aren’t they under the Demon Heaven Pavilion?"
"Does the Cangyu Sword Sect want to incite another Righteous Demon war?"
"The last Righteous Demon war just ended, didn’t it?"
"How long have the Righteous Demon sides been negotiating?"
"This time, doesn’t the Cangyu Sword Sect fear the Void Abyss Beasts taking advantage?!"
The entire Void Realm was bustling again at this time.
After the last Righteous Demon war, the whole Jianghu seemed somewhat quiet and desolate.
Because many experts fell in the last Righteous Demon war.
But those who survived all possessed skills.
For example, those eighteen Demon Dao experts of Mincang Mountain who, as Loose Cultivators, had brilliant records in the Righteous Demon war and were accepted by the Demon Heaven Pavilion, the largest sect of the Demon Dao.
Sun Yue also emerged among many Elders in the last Righteous Demon war, becoming the current Sect Leader of the Cangyu Sword Sect.
At this moment, Sun Yue’s strength was clearly higher than what these Loose Cultivators imagined.
In the Void Realm, aside from the Seven Sects, there were many scattered forces.
But these forces were insignificant before the Seven Sects and could only go with the flow.
Now, as if the Righteous Demon sides wanted to start a war again, they were naturally worried about their situation.
In a guesthouse.
Everyone was talking animatedly.
"Sun Yue?"
"Bah."
A Cultivator in black clothes slapped the table fiercely, his face showing anger.
Everyone’s eyes turned towards him.
"Although he is gifted and formidable, his character is not commendable."
Upon hearing the gossip, everyone’s ears in the guesthouse perked up.
But some timid ones hurriedly called the Shopkeeper to settle accounts and left.
Discussing the Sect Leaders of the Seven Sects?
What audacity.
Of course, there were also bold ones who looked at this person.
The Sect Leaders of the Seven Sects? Too far from them.
Besides, with so many people here, the principle that the law does not punish the masses applies. The Cangyu Sword Sect is not the Demon Heaven Pavilion and cannot engage in massacres.
"Shopkeeper, bring good wine for this brother."
"Brother, please continue."
"That Sun Yue, in one hundred years, achieved the Golden Core from Qi Refining, rising from a nameless nobody to a Sect Leader of the Seven Sects."
"Naturally a hero and a towering figure."
"But his character is lacking."
"He became the Sect Leader by relying on Qu Ming, the granddaughter of the Supreme Elder of the Cangyu Sword Sect."
"Outside, he hooked up with the Saintess of the Demon Heaven Pavilion, Yua Linling, the Sect Leader of Cold Moon Tower, Bai Yushi, and the Direct Disciple of Changqiu Pavilion, Yin Mo..."
"He has relations with nine women."
"All of them are disciples of major sects, or Celestial Pride women, or extraordinary talents in various fields."
"Cangyu’s foremost genius?"
"In our eyes, just someone living off women."
"Bah."
Upon hearing such explosive news, everyone widened their mouths in amazement.
Such a situation placed on ordinary people would be cursed as a scumbag, but on a hero, it’s considered romantic and charming.
"Boom————"
A huge explosion sounded.
Two sword hums echoed like dragon roars.
The aftershock spread around, causing the entire guesthouse to shake.
Some people looked out.
Someone exclaimed: "It’s Sun Yue, the Sect Leader of the Cangyu Sword Sect!"
"Fighting against him are the Seven Saints of Demon Heaven from the Demon Heaven Pavilion!"
"The Demon Heaven Pavilion is indeed dissatisfied with him for killing the Mincang Eighteen Saints."
In the sky, one big and seven small suns gleamed with brilliance.
It was Sun Yue, single-handedly opposing seven experts of the same stage.
Sun Yue surprisingly suppressed them alone.
Among the Seven Saints of Demon Heaven was the Sect Leader of the Demon Heaven Pavilion.
The other six were experts not belonging to their Sect Leader.
By original strength, Sun Yue was slightly stronger than one of them at most.
But now his power seemed to have increased.
"Sun Yue."
"Your strength has increased again."
Sun Yue swept away the Demon Heaven Pavilion’s Sect Leader, Jii Ming, with a single sword.
Jii Ming touched the visible-bone sword scar on his chest.
His expression was somber.
Sun Yue was surrounded by Sword Qi.
In the depths of his eyes was a sword light that captivated the soul.
"Can you tell me the name of this sword move?"
"No name, just a casual strike." Sun Yue said expressionlessly.
The Unrivaled Sword Intent he had comprehended by chance was pushed to its maximum under the activation of his Golden Core Perfection and the Void Sword Control Skill taught by Yunmiao.
"Hahaha, you are as arrogant as you were eighty years ago."
"Your Junior Sister is already yours, yet you truly don’t want to stand with me."
Jii Ming looked steadily at Sun Yue.
Sun Yue didn’t speak, but the Sword Intent on him surged even more.
"You are alone."
"You are too arrogant."
A trace of pity appeared in Jii Ming’s eyes.
Sun Yue looked up.
He murmured, "Before this world is completely changed, I want to see..."
"The might of a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator."
In mid-air, sometime before, a middle-aged man in a black robe appeared.
The black-robed man’s clothes flapped in the wind, and the embroidered Wandering Dragons and Flying Phoenixes on them seemed to come to life.
Holding a sword, he lunged forward with one strike.
