“The matters of the Outer Heavens can wait until I get there,” Xu Zimo shook his head and refused.
“I still have things to do, and I don’t want to waste too much time here.”“Alright then,” Jiang Yun didn’t press him.
At that moment, a loud boom suddenly rang out not far away.
Xu Zimo heard someone shouting from outside, “Someone is attacking our formation!”
“I’ll go take a look,” Xu Zimo said to Jiang Yun before walking out of the ancestral shrine.
He could tell that Jiang Yun was only a remnant soul now, his true body was in the Outer Heavens, and he had no combat power.
After exiting the shrine, Xu Zimo saw that the entire Jiang Clan’s underground city had fallen into chaos.
“What’s going on?” Xu Zimo asked Jiang Li.
“We may have been discovered,” Jiang Li said with a serious expression. “When I brought you here, someone likely followed us.”
...
At that time, in the outer Sword-Casting Manor, Qing Baihe’s expression was grim as he looked at the three figures in the sky.
They were the sect masters of the Three Sects.
The people of the Sword-Casting Manor had all gathered together, and Qing Baihe shouted angrily, “You Three Sects are going too far!”
“Hand over the members of the Jiang Clan, and we might spare you,” Jian Yihai said coldly. “Otherwise, we’ll dig three feet into the ground and bury all of you here.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Qing Baihe replied angrily and fearfully.
“You’re just greedy for our Sword-Casting Manor and want to take it for yourselves.”
“Say whatever you like,” Heaven-Edge snorted.
The three of them were surrounded by surging spiritforce, and their Empyrean Meridian Realm aura spread out in all directions.
Spiritforce gathered around them and formed a giant hand, which reached toward Qing Baihe.
“Tell everyone to scatter and head down the mountain,” Qing Baihe said solemnly to the people around him.
Then he leapt into the air, sword in hand, and slashed toward the giant hand.
Although Qing Baihe’s sword intent was impressive, he was only at the Imperial Meridian Realm.
When the hand struck, he could only block it briefly before being blown away.
With disheveled hair, Qing Baihe got up from the ground, his expression serious as he stared at the three figures in the sky.
“Baihe, step back!”
At that moment, Jiang Li appeared with a group of people.
Xu Zimo followed closely behind.
“Master, didn’t I have someone bring a message telling you to leave quickly?” Qing Baihe said anxiously.
“They won’t let us leave,” Jiang Li said calmly, shaking his head. “Instead of running endlessly, we might as well make a final stand.”
“Patriarch Jiang, it’s been a long time!” Heaven-Edge laughed loudly from the side.
“What’s wrong? Tired of being a coward hiding in a shell?”
“It’s been so many years, and you still haven’t given up. Is being someone else’s dog really that great?”
Jiang Li snorted coldly.
“When the Blood Rune Race breaks free, do you think people like you will have a good ending? You’re nothing but tools.”
“That’s still better than being someone who’s already dying,” Jian Yihai snorted.
Spiritforce surged around him as he charged at Jiang Li.
The two Empyrean Meridian Realm powerhouses began battling, space around them fracturing in layers.
For a while, neither could gain the upper hand.
Heaven-Edge laughed at Swordless beside him, “Let’s go kill his clansmen!”
“Better wait a bit,” Swordless shook his head, advising. “The Jiang Clan’s ancestor hasn’t appeared yet, we should be cautious.”
“If he won’t come out, then we’ll force him out,” Heaven-Edge snorted.
Red spiritforce surged around him, and endless flames filled the sky.
As the searing fire dyed the sky red, a loud rumbling echoed above.
The sea of flames condensed into fireballs.
Like a meteor shower, hundreds of fireballs rained from the sky.
It looked as if they were going to flatten the entire Sword-Casting Mountain.
As the fireballs fell, rumbling sounds continued to echo all around.
The mountain top was bombarded with craters, and the flames burned the surrounding vegetation.
Blazing fires lit up the entire mountain in a fiery red.
“Bastard!” Seeing this, everyone, whether from the Jiang Clan or Sword-Casting Manor, was enraged.
But with two Empyrean Meridian Realm powerhouses in the sky, none dared to step forward.
As the fireballs came crashing down again, a sword suddenly tore through the void.
It slashed from deep within the void.
A sword from the east shone across the heavens, and as it fell, all the fireballs in the sky were instantly wiped out.
Everyone’s eyes followed the long sword and saw a figure stepping through the air.
The old man had an immortal air, with a white beard and a white robe.
He held a heavy white sword in his hand, and each step he took left deep imprints in the void.
“Ancestor Jiang Dianfeng!”
Seeing the old man arrive, the Jiang Clan members shouted excitedly.
The only Jiang Clan ancestor to reach the Immortal Path in thousands of years.
Once hailed as the one most likely to inherit the Sword Immortal’s legacy, though he ultimately failed, his talent still left others in the dust.
Ever since Jiang Dianfeng personally went to suppress the seal, the Jiang Clan hadn’t seen him again.
There were even rumors that he died in the sealed land.
Now seeing him appear again, how could they not be thrilled?
“Mighty Ancestor!” some people were already shouting.
...
As Jiang Dianfeng walked step by step, endless sword intent echoed through the void.
The surrounding space was filled with sword energy, and the heavy sword vibrated before him.
Ripples spread through the air.
“With injuries that severe back then, you’re still alive?” Heaven-Edge said solemnly.
“Sorry to disappoint you,” Jiang Dianfeng replied calmly.
“Doesn’t matter. Even if you show up now, you’ll still die,” Heaven-Edge laughed.
“You’re not enough. Let your master behind you come out,” Jiang Dianfeng said indifferently.
“No need,” Heaven-Edge snorted.
At this moment, Jian Yihai and Jiang Li also stopped fighting, stepping back and watching each other warily.
The three enemies were now surrounded by a blood-red mist.
Screams echoed from within the mist.
A heavy stench of blood filled the air, and terrifying skull-like faces formed within the mist.
The mist then began to cover the three men’s bodies, slowly seeping into them.
“Ah!”
Painful screams came from their mouths.
As the mist spread, their faces twisted, and their bodies transformed in strange, unnatural ways.
They rolled in the air, appearing in great pain and horror.
Before long, the appearance of the three had completely changed.
They looked like three monsters, slowly rising from the void.