Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion, Qing Xuan Hall.
Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, it had been more than half a year since the group of outstanding disciples from the sect went to the Three Emperors 'relic to train in the mystic realm.
Pavilion Master Ji Yunshang was playing chess alone in Qing Xuan Hall. She was playing chess with herself and was using the chess game that was densely packed with stars to comprehend the ethereal mystic realm.
After all, ever since Ji Yunshang successfully broke through ten years ago and entered the initial stage of the Mystic Profound Realm, she had been stuck in this small realm. She had not advanced an inch and could not break through bitterly.
"Pavilion Master, something has happened!"
At this moment, a slightly flustered and delicate voice was heard entering Qing Xuan Hall.
"Ximen, why are you panicking?"
Upon seeing that the person who had come was Xixia Peak's Peak Master, Ximen Xuan, a hint of doubt flashed across Ji Yunshang's beautiful face.
"Pavilion Master, half an incense stick of time ago, I received a secret message from Jing Qiu. Out of the hundred outstanding disciples of our Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion who went to the secret realm of the Three Sovereigns Ruins to train, fifteen of them have mysteriously disappeared today.”
Ximen Xuan's expression turned cold and she said,""This matter definitely has something to do with the Ghost King Sect. Jing Qiu led the remaining eighty over young disciples to search everywhere but found nothing.”
"Strange disappearance? hmm. This is a serious matter. We need to investigate clearly. It's useless to be anxious.”
"Ximen, Jing Qiu's cultivation is extremely high. You should return to the peak first. The Qing Xuan Dark Shadow Guards that I sent out to investigate the outer area of the mystic realm should be back in the next two days. You might know the secret at that time!”
Ji Yunshang frowned slightly, her pair of watery eyes emitting a cold light. However, she had a strong ability to control her Qi and did not show any signs of panic.
"Yes, Pavilion Master!"
Ximen Xuan nodded slightly, her expression turning warm as she spoke respectfully.
As if recalling something, Ji Yunshang asked,""How are Jing Qiu and the other ten Core disciples?”
After all, Bai Jingqiu and the ten Successive Disciples were the core pillars of the next generation of Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion.
Their cultivation and aptitude were impeccable, and the higher-ups of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion had high hopes for them. They could not let anything happen to them.
It was especially so for Bai Jing Qiu. Under Su Ming's guidance, she had already reached the middle stage of the Mystic King Realm at such a young age. Her future was limitless.
She was also known as the once-in-a-century genius of the sword in Qingxuan Sword Pavilion and the hope of the next generation of the sect.
"En, Jing Qiu's secret method had sent a message saying that the ones missing were ten second class disciples and five first class disciples, including three female disciples.”
Upon hearing this, Ji Yunshang's initial Profound Martial realm aura faintly burst forth, causing Ximen Xuan's hair to flutter and her long robe to sway.
Ximen Xuan had a Mystic Monarch cultivation base, so she naturally sensed Ji Yunshang's sudden loss of control.
That was because as women, they knew how miserable the three female disciples of the Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion would end up in the hands of the Ghost King Sect.
However, Bai Jing Qiu and the other Successive Disciples were safe and sound, which made everyone feel slightly relieved.
"There's no turning back. Everything is fate!”
The previous Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion Master, Ji Yunshang's master, had said so.
"Forget it. The Heavenly Dao is unpredictable. This is the fate of warriors and the cruelty of the cultivation world.”
"If we send the upper echelons of the sect to eliminate the Ghost King Sect's forces that are eyeing us covetously, then we will lose the meaning of sending their outstanding disciples to the mystic realm to train.”
"Besides, without experiencing the tempering of life and death, how can one become a true expert?”
" Ximen, please comfort the families of the missing disciples. If there are elderly people in the family, Qingxuan Sword Pavilion will provide for them. If there are sisters in the family, they can enter the sect to study or take on daily tasks. Everything would be discussed after the Dark Shadow Guards of Qing Xuan returned to report the details.”
After hearing Ji Yunshang's words, Ximen Xuan felt slightly relieved.
After all, Qingxuan Sword Pavilion had experienced countless calamities before, all of which were safely overcome under Ji Yunshang's leadership.
Ximen Xuan was dazed for a moment. She remembered the era when she was still a core disciple. She fought with zombies, demons, and ghosts every day. She had almost died countless times.
She seemed to remember that as a Successive Disciple, she had once gone to the Dark Forest in the Western Region of the Xuan Qi Continent with 300 sect disciples to participate in the sect's secret realm trial.
At that time, among the 300 outstanding disciples of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion, only Ninety-nine was left when they passed the trial. 81 people!
Fate was unpredictable!
Without the baptism of death, how could a true expert be created?
Even Pavilion Master Ji Yunshang had gone through the baptism and tempering of that Death Trial.
Later on, he had an epiphany and broke through his realm one after another, resulting in his extraordinary achievements today.
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At noon the next day, in Qing Xuan Hall.
Pavilion Master Ji Yunshang and the peak masters of the twelve peaks of Qing Xuan were gathered here to discuss the disappearance of the fifteen disciples.
But right at this moment, Qing Xuan's Dark Shadow Guards sent a message from the Three Sovereigns 'Ruins. In the northern region of the Xuan Qi Continent, several villages were massacred by fifteen sword-wielding zombies with pitch-black eyes. No pigs or dogs were left. It was a tragic scene.
The higher-ups of Qing Xuan Hall knew that this was the Ghost King Sect's Corpse Controlling Technique.
As for the fifteen outstanding disciples of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion who had gone missing, they had obviously been refined into those brutal and bloodthirsty zombie ghost slaves.
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49 days later, Qing Xuan's Dark Shadow Guards sent another message from the front. 65 sword-wielding zombies with pitch-black eyes had appeared within a radius of 2,000 miles from the Three Sovereigns 'ruins.
They wantonly massacred the nearby capital cities, towns, villages, and small sects. They killed everyone they saw. It was inhumane.
Moreover, they were still dressed in the uniform of the disciples of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion, and the sword they used to slaughter the people was also the Qingxuan Sword.
This meant that 65 of the 100 disciples of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion who went to the secret realm of the Three Sovereigns 'ruins to take the trial had already been lost. Only 35 disciples were left.
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Seven months later, the Dark Shadow Guards of Qing Xuan sent news from the front again. Within a radius of 3,000 miles from the Three Sovereigns 'ruins, 80 sword-wielding zombies with pitch-black eyes had appeared. They were still dressed in the Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion's disciple uniform and held the Qing Xuan Sword.
These sword-wielding zombies seemed to be controlled by someone. When they encountered martial artists with high cultivation, they would temporarily avoid the edge.
When they encountered ordinary people and small sects with weak strength, they would be slaughtered in a bloody manner, leaving no one alive!
For a moment, the entire Xuan Qi Continent's Northern Region fell into endless panic.
At this moment, in the Lost Abyss, in a desolate land filled with poisonous miasma and illusions.
In the Ghost King Sect's main hall under the Nine Winding Yellow River, in the evil Netherworld Blood Pool.
The Ghost King Sect Master was in high spirits. His red and green eyes were filled with excitement as he listened to the Ghost King Sect disciples report the latest situation.
The day of realizing the great plan of the demonic path was getting closer and closer, how could he not be happy!
"The time is almost ripe. Pass on this Prince's order to capture the remaining twenty elite disciples of Qingxuan Sword Garret. Other than the female disciple Bai Jingqiu who is the leader, they are still useful.”
"Kill the remaining 19 male disciples and bring their corpses back to the Ghost King Sect. Throw them into the Unholy Blood Pool and refine them into ghost slaves!”
The Ghost King Sect Master was in high spirits as he issued his orders.
"Hmph, Ji Yunshang, you bitch! Not long after, this king will capture you and let you see this king's appearance clearly. It will make you remember who this king is!”
The Ghost King Sect Master's red and green eyes were filled with deep love and hatred!
"At that time, your expression should have been very interesting!”
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Qing Xuan Mountain, Fallen Demon Peak, Sword Tomb.
Death spiritual energy blotted out the sky, demonic energy soared into the sky, and the howls of spirits and ghosts could be heard endlessly!
In a secret place, rays of magnificent pale golden sword light filled the world like a dazzling galaxy, fascinating.
The vast Taiyi Sword Essence surged endlessly, mercilessly crushing the omnipresent zombie death spiritual energy.
He had forcefully opened up a peaceful small world in this dangerous place.
The majestic sword Qi crisscrossed like a fierce gale, as if it wanted to shatter everything in the world.
Su Ming was sitting cross-legged on the ground cultivating. He had a solemn look on his face. His eyes were slightly closed, and he formed a seal with his hands. Divine light shone around him, and faint golden Mystic Sovereign's aura circulated around him. His presence was extraordinary!
The more complete he condensed the aura of a Mystic Sovereign, the more it indicated that Su Ming was about to cross that threshold and reach the peak of the Mystic Sovereign Realm.
or
Half-step Mysterious Realm!
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