"Where is the Supreme Headmaster of the Purple Cloud Sect?”
The black-robed Daoist looked at the activated mountain-protecting array formation and waved his hand with a cold expression.
A black ancient token instantly rose into the sky and emitted a brilliant light. A terrifying pressure that belonged to a Nascent Soul spread out silently.
The entire Purple Cloud Sect's protective formation seemed to have encountered something extremely terrifying. With a bang, it exploded with a buzz and almost collapsed on the spot!
" Netherworld Sacred Token…It's really the Netherworld Sacred Land…"
Sage Zi Yun's expression changed drastically. He took a deep breath and immediately waved his sleeves to release the protective formation of the Purple Cloud Sect. At the same time, he came to the sky and bowed,""Sect Leader of the Purple Cloud Sect welcomes you, Fellow Daoists from the Netherworld Holy Land.”
"This is the Holy Son of the Netherworld Holy Land."
The black-robed Daoist took back the Netherworld Sacred Token and gave a faint signal.
Sage Zi Yun looked at the Netherworld Saint beside him and sensed that the other party was only at the late stage of the foundation establishment realm. A strange look flashed across his eyes, but he did not dare to be negligent. He bowed and said,
"Greetings, Saint Child."
"Where is Fairy Violet Spirit from your sect?"
The Netherworld's Saint Son glanced at Sage Zi Yun casually and then looked down at the Purple Cloud Sect.
Ye Ziling looked at the sky from afar and sensed that the other party had come with ill intentions. The smile that flashed across her face disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared, and she returned to her cold appearance.
With a flash of light, she appeared in the sky and said calmly,"
"Zi Yun's true disciple, acting sect master, Ye Ziling is here.”
She had never heard of the Netherworld Holy Land, but she knew the meaning of the Holy Land. However, she had already embarked on the path of sword cultivation and her heart was like a sword. Even when she heard the background of the Netherworld Saint, she did not feel any fear.
Looking at Ye Ziling who had ascended into the sky, the Netherworld's Saint Son could sense her charisma and temperament that belonged to a proud son of heaven. He smiled faintly and said,"
"Your looks are indeed not bad, but I wonder if you dare to discuss the Dao with me?”
"Please enlighten me."
Ye Ziling said coldly.
The first impression she had of him was disgust. She had defeated countless powerful enemies along the way and even Lin Xuan was defeated by her. Facing a cultivator of the same generation, she naturally wouldn't show any weakness or give in. Since the other party had come to challenge her, she wouldn't be afraid either.
"Good!"
The Netherworld Saint Son laughed out loud.
When the black-robed Daoist saw this, he immediately retreated a thousand feet away. A hint of worry appeared in Daoist Zi Yun's eyes, but he had no choice but to retreat to the top of the Purple Cloud Hall.
The front of the Purple Cloud Palace had fallen into chaos. All the inner disciples, true disciples, and deacons looked up at the sky.
"Of the thirteen regions of the Tianhua State, the closest to the Ancient China Region is the Serene Region. There are countless sects of various sizes in the Serene Region, and the only one that transcends it is the Netherworld Sacred Land!”
"Rumor has it that the ancestor of the Netherworld Holy Land, the Netherworld Perfected Lord, attained the Dao seven thousand years ago. His might swept across the Nether Realm, killing countless Golden Core Cultivators and ruling the world.”
An inner sect disciple who had read some books from the outer region spoke in shock.
"Then…how terrifying is the Netherworld Saint Child?”
someone said in a trembling voice.
Looking at Ye Ziling in the sky, their eyes were filled with worry and nervousness.
Although Ye Ziling was considered invincible among the younger generation of the Ancient China Continent, she was now facing a Holy Son from the Netherworld Holy Land, a Holy Land with the inheritance of a True Lord!
In the chaos.
No one noticed that Ye Chen was at the back of the group. He just looked up at the sky without doing anything.
Although he had never heard of the Netherworld Saint Child, he could sense that he was indeed extraordinary. His aura was much stronger than Lin Xuan and the others.
As for who was stronger between him and Ye Ziling, that would only be determined after the battle.
Ye Ziling's foundation was already not inferior to Lin Xuan's. After he helped Ye Ziling replenish her foundation, Ye Ziling had already completely surpassed Lin Xuan. Now, after three years of accumulation, she could be said to have reached the peak among those of the same rank!
No matter how strong the Netherworld Saint Child was, he was at most at the same level.
To Ye Ziling, being able to meet an opponent of this level right after coming out of seclusion was a very suitable battle for her to temper herself and prepare to break through the Heaven Barrier.
Just as Ye Chen was thinking,
The battle between Ye Ziling and the Netherworld Saint Son erupted!
Three years ago, Ye Ziling hadn't completely eliminated her other spirit weapons and magic treasures. But now, she had already refined an Intrinsic Flying Sword in three years. It could be said that she had abandoned everything else and only pursued one sword. She had completely embarked on the path of sword cultivation.
Chi!
Ye Ziling rode her flying sword, and sword shadows immediately intersected in the sky. The sky was filled with sword light, and it was like pear blossoms dancing in the wind, making people's hearts tremble.
The Netherworld Saint Son's eyes narrowed as he sensed the terrifying sword will brewing in the sword lights. He immediately restrained his underestimation and said,""Looks like I underestimated you. I didn't expect the Ancient China Continent to have such a sword cultivator!”
"Look at my Netherworld Sacred Body!"
He shouted in a low voice.
He didn't release any magic treasures or spiritual weapons either. A vast spiritual pressure burst out from his body, and a dark glass-like luster surged out in an instant, condensing into a thirty-foot Dharma Idol.
Facing Ye Ziling's sword radiance, he struck out with his palm repeatedly. His Dharma Idol also waved its palm. Rays of nether light danced in the sky and collided with the sword radiance.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A violent explosion spread out in an instant.
The terrifying power caused many servant disciples to turn pale. Even Yu Cheng and the other elders of the various peaks were shocked.
"This strength is no weaker than mine!”
Zhang Mingxuan muttered.
Although everyone knew that Ye Ziling had swept through the younger generation of Gu Hua and was known as the number one of her generation, he had never seen her fight with his own eyes, so he didn't know how powerful she was. However, after seeing her today, Ye Ziling was already at the Half-step Perfected Cultivator level with her late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation!
The other elders were also amazed. However, they were more nervous than amazed because the Netherworld Saint Son opposite them was also equally ferocious!
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