The Nine Skies Swordsman

Episodes 173. The Enemy actually bg. 1

Fanjia floated high before swooping towards Gofan. Meanwhile, Ling Guo flipped over and came charging towards Gofan, he was still laughing. Inwardly, Ling Guo felt uncomfortable with Gofan's existence. He wants to get rid of her.

Shiyuxin blocked Ling Guo's attack, but not until her attack hit Ling Guo did she fall into a tight silence. Ling Guo had crippled him mentally, in the sight of Shiyuxin only appearing to be a giant dog, she was terrified and undoed her intention to head off Ling Guo. Seeing that, Mouhuli helped him, she exerted her Mental Saint strength to deal with Ling Guo.

Gofan managed to dodge Fanjia's stick attack, but the large round hat he was wearing split in half. His face was finally clear. It was clear that two Gofans were fighting.

People who were wondering why they were fighting? Now wonder, why there are two New Heirs of White Tunjung College?.

It could not even be answered by Duan Tianlang and all the White Leaf College Elders and the Wand Sakti Party. They don't know why there are two Gofans. They can only guess, one of them must be fake. However, Xiongmeng looked happy with the fight of the two Gofans. He no longer cared about the matter of destroying the Space Mountain Party, he no longer cared about Qingyue's safety. As long as his grudge was fulfilled, he was happy. After all, it was he who told the Gu Family about the Earth-Destroying Gada.

When he saw the two 'Gofan' fighting, Litaihwang's body shook slowly, his facial features changed. Gofan's fight scene against Gofan made him realize something. It was not him completely but someone who saw through Litaihwang's eyes who was actually shocked. Litaihwang was just a shard of body, his real body was far beyond the Island of Fire, in a Pavilion at the Peak of the Dark World Mountain Institution.

His real body was thin dry, sitting cross-legged. Only a small amount of blood seemed to flow through the body, but it was still alive. Like it's been cross-legged for hundreds of years. His clothes were shabby and a lot of dust coated his body. His eyes were wide open, looking at the paintings Yuwenhuai had sent.

The starry hole where Yuwenhuai threw the painting Lengyue was connected to the room where Litaihwang's original body was located. An old, emaciated man, who was once nicknamed the Dark God.

Looking at the paintings, the bodies of the Dark Gods trembled, and the huge bells that were in the Main Hall of the Dark World's College clang.

*dong*

*dong*

The sound of Longceng filled the entire Dark World College, up to 900 thousands of feet past the mountain range that surrounded the Royal Capital of Penda. All of the Swordsmen who heard the Bell immediately realized a big thing had happened. The sea of humans shot into the Dark World's College. They were refused to visit.

Inside the Dark World War, the remaining Elders rushed to the Pavilion at the Peak of the Mountain.

“How is the situation outside? Do not allow other Colleges and other Swordsmen to enter this territory. Prevent them all at the front gate.” Said a middle-aged man.

His name was Dongfang, the sixth Elder in the Dark World's College. The first elder and the others were on Fire Island. Only he and the Ninth Elder were left to guard the College.

After directing the senior disciples, Dongfang and the Ninth Elder flashed away towards the Peak Mountain, where the Pavilion was located.

“Salam Mahaguru Abadi.” Dongfang and the Ninth Elder greeted outside the Pavilion.

Silent. There's no answer.

“Senior Brother, Will anything else happen that wakes up the long Meditation of the Eternal Mahaguru?.” Asked the Ninth Elder, whispering.

Dongfang nodded, “Definitely. It must have been like that, but this Mahaguru was too mysterious, other than meditating there was nothing else he did... Only 20s last year, he came out for a while.”.

“20s last year?.” Ask the Ninth Elder. He was new to this College, he had not known about the story of the 20s years ago, which he knew there was only a long meditating elder inside the Pavilion before him.

“True. More than 20 years ago, this bell also rang, three days after that a purple light emanated fell from the Great Realm and landed on this Continent... Mahaguru Abadi chased after him, but something blocked his steps.” Dongfang whispered.

“Prepare for Blood Devotion Rituals. In a matter of one stick of incense, you have to finish it.” The wisp of black smoke formed a face, the face resembled the face of the Dark God, he spoke to all those in front of the Pavilion.

The faces of Dongfang and the Ninth Elder, changed completely, they were shocked. The Blood Devotion Ritual, a sacred Ritual for the Dark World College. The ritual requires the College to present 30 Swordsmen under the Saint Master's Realm to be used as a collision.

“Ba-Good. Good. Masterful. Fine.” Both are stammering.

Only the Elders and the higher-ups of the College knew about this Ritual. Every time the Dark God woke up from his long meditation, he would require a lot of nutrients to refresh his body, and it was done at the expense of the 30 Swordsmen under the Saint Master.

There was one thing certain in the Dark World's College, the words of the person meditating within the Pavilion had to be obeyed or destruction would happen for them. They only knew that the person meditating within the Pavilion was an older elder over a hundred years old. That'sallthatis.

They did not know that the old elder, the Immortal Emperor was a Dark God who had aged tens of thousands of years.

“10,000 years after that betrayal... I finally found them all.” Laughter echoed within the Pavilion as Dongfang and the Ninth Elder gathered disciples under the Saint Master realm.

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[Dark World Warfare - Old Land Pavilion]

Not long after, Dongfang and the Ninth Elder came carrying 30 disciples, all of whom had cultivation under the Saint Master realm.

“Sixth Elder. Ninth Elder, what are we gathering in front of this Old Land Pavilion for?.” Ask a student who is almost 40 years old. One of the most senior.

They gathered, having received a call from the two Unions to come to the Pavilion at the Peak of the Mountain without knowing the reason. During this time, not a single disciple was allowed to enter the area of the Old Land Pavilion.

With a forced look on his face, Dongfang sighed “You are all Senior Disciples, you have long been hampered in the Great and Grand Master realm. But even so, the College has been taking good care of you all this time, right?.”

His 30th nodded, “True.. Right.”

Dongfang continued, “For that, you must show your gratitude to the College. Today is that day. You guys got an important mission to keep the College safe.”

“All of you, each will be rewarded with 1000 Blood Stone seeds.” Dongfang. His hands shook and dozens of s.p.a.ce pockets shot out toward each of the disciples.

A boisterous voice was happy to be heard.

They were mostly old students. Their cultivation had been hampered for many years and hopes of advancing to the next realm were slim. Instead of being expelled, all this time, the College still gave them support and assigned some of them as Gate Guards or Library Guards. Rarely assigned to missions. This time, getting the task to complete an important mission, of course they are happy. Coupled with the gift in advance, they were very happy.

“Older. What is this important mission?.” Asked the disciple again, his eyes twinkled after examining the contents of the Space Pouch in his hand.

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