692: C692 Sword Saint

C692 Sword Saint

"Hmph, the magnificent Emperor Palace of the Netherworld is actually in such a terrible condition. How is it proper for it to be so noisy and rowdy?"

Right at this moment, an ice-cold voice suddenly sounded out within the great hall, startling everyone. They hurriedly looked over to find the source of the voice.

A cold-looking man wearing a snow-white gown walked in with large strides.

This person had a head of black hair that casually draped over his shoulders. His facial features were sharp and defined, and his eyes were like the stars. The most eye-catching thing was that he was carrying five swords on his back, which were fanned out on his back. The five swords were of different colors and styles.

As he walked in, the pressure on everyone in the hall increased exponentially.

Sword Saint …

Ghost King stood up in a flurry, panic-stricken.

The man in front of him was ranked 6th on the main list. Because the territory he controlled was far inferior to the previous lords, he could only be placed in the sixth position.

Some people said that the Sword Sage could compete with the Ancient Emperor. Of course, Sword Saint and Ethereal Opening Realm's top five lords had never competed against each other before, so it was unknown who was the weaker one and who was the weaker one.

However, there was one thing that he was sure of, which was that the Sword Saint was definitely the person standing at the peak of this world.

"Is Dong Zizai dead?"

The Sword Saint coldly asked as he walked towards Ghost Saint Ghost.

His voice was cold, without a trace of emotion. It was as cold as his sword.

The Ghost Hell sect elder quickly gave up his seat and took the opportunity to kneel down. At the same time, he shouted, "Sword Saint, I beg of you to seek justice for our palace master!"

Seeing this, all the elders kneeled down and begged while crying.

A dignified Elder of the Netherworld Kingdom actually had to kneel down and beg for help. If this news were to spread out, then who knew how many jowls he would have on his body.

There was no helping it, the situation was better than anyone else. In the situation where the high ranked troops of the Nether Palace were completely wiped out, this man in front of them was the only one who could bring them hope.

With Gao Qiang's combat power and his relationship with the ancestors of the Nether Palace, the Sword Saint would definitely help.

Everyone knew that even though the Sword Saint had a cold and arrogant appearance, he was adamant about befriending his friends. Of course, the Sword Saint did not have many friends.

The Sword Saint walked up to the seat of honor and sat down. He scanned the people in the hall and saw that all of them had their heads lowered. No one dared to look him in the eye.

"Someone tell me what happened."

As soon as he received Dong Zizai's message, he rushed over, but he was still a step too late. This caused him to be slightly angry in his heart.

Ghost Fiend Emperor hurriedly recounted the grudge between the Nether Palace, Shen Gonglei, and the Hundred Illusionary God Representative Army.

When he finished, the entire hall was silent.

"What a piece of trash!"

The Sword Saint said coldly. This caused everyone's blood to boil, causing them to tremble uncontrollably in fear.

A normal person would not be able to withstand the Sword Saint's enormous pressure.

"Saint Emperor Haotian, this junior really has endless courage!"

A look of surprise flashed across the Sword Saint's face as he unexpectedly revealed a smile of approval. Of course, everyone had their heads down, so they didn't see such an expression.

Dong Zizai's intention was for him to suppress the Demon Emperor. However, a Saint Emperor had popped up out of nowhere.

"I'll go and fight this Sacred Emperor Haotian." As for this place, you guys go and clean it up yourselves. "0

With that, the Sword Saint disappeared.

When Ghost Hell sect elders saw this, they immediately became excited. With the help of the Sword Saint, the Saint Emperor would definitely die.

"..."

The top quality magic ship whistled through the sky, causing many cultivators along the way to be shocked.

"Look, it's the Saint Emperor Haotian!"

"Does the Haotian Heavenly Saint Emperor want to leave the Wilderness?"

"That can't be, isn't the Immortal Graveyard going to be opened soon? Sacred Emperor Haotian wouldn't miss this chance, right?"

"If the Haotian Heavenly Saint Emperor were to join in, it would be even more lively."

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