Chapter 2022: 836, This is the true strength of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect!_3
 

With his every step, the world around him began to tremble.

Ripples of power spread out in all directions.

“To force a Dao-Integrated Immortal Venerable to self-harm his cultivation, I am very interested in the Nine Mystic Sword Sect,”

the youth said in an old-sounding tone, a smile on his face.

His face bore a smile, but the space around him seemed to be layers upon layers of frozen, sending a bone-chilling shudder through one’s heart.

This was a powerhouse whose strength of the soul had reached the pinnacle of the mortal world, able to tremble the will of the world with his personal path.

The Supreme Path is the strongest force within a Daoist universe.

The youth from the Supreme Path possessed a strong will that could suppress the Heavenly Dao of the Ten Thousand Domains.

Within the void, powerful beings arrived one after another.

Each represented a major force.

Each possessed the strength of the peak of Immortal Venerate.

Only the strongest handful of people in the Contend of Ten Thousand Realms would be attracted by a Soul Golden Bead and dare to oppose the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

In an instant, the power of the Heavenly Dao was drawn forth, and the originally converging Continent Domains plummeted, fusing rapidly with the space of the Lingxiao Domain.

Outside the world, numerous Heavenly Demonic Beasts arrived quietly.

Yet even these Heavenly Demonic Beasts dared not descend.

How could they dare to come when thirty top-notch powerhouses, existences at the peak of Immortal Venerate, were present?

“Boom——”

The entrance began to collapse, a look of regret flashing across the face of Gao Ming Immortal Venerate.

His cultivation started to fall.

The name of the Yukun Heavenly Palace, which was originally ranked as eighty on the Heavenly List, flickered and continued to drop.

Just then, the void trembled, and the entrance gleamed.

Countless figures rushed out from within.

“Master Gao Ming, disciples of the Yukun Heavenly Palace have arrived!”

“We greet Master Gao Ming——”

Voice after voice echoed as disciples of the Yukun Heavenly Palace with profound cultivation flew down one after another.

Gao Ming looked at the scene before him with mixed emotions and nodded slightly.

“Bang——”

In the moment when the grand entrance collapsed, a figure burst forth.

It was a Battle Puppet, towering a hundred feet tall.

The golden body of the Battle Puppet, and an irritated expression was evident on the face of a middle-aged man in a green robe behind it.

“Too late, too late, the Great Path Golden Beads are gone just like that,” he said.

“Let me make it clear, I’m not here on behalf of the Galaxy Universe, nor am I representing Wanling Palace,” the man in the green robe glanced around and waved his hands, “Without the Golden Bead, I’m just here to watch the excitement.”

The expressions on Gao Ming Immortal Venerate’s face changed, and ultimately, he remained silent.

He couldn’t possibly condense another Soul Golden Bead.

The gazes of the Upper Third-Rank Domain powerhouses scattered around slowly turned downward.

“Nine Mystic Sword Sect, heh, it seems that this time it is destined to be destroyed,” a white-bearded elder said lightly, stroking his palm.

The people from the Yukun Heavenly Palace didn’t need orders, and they charged down immediately.

Below, countless sword cultivators soared up.

This battle was a struggle of paths.

“Buzz——”

Just then, between heaven and earth, a resplendent vortex appeared.

From within stepped a God-Slaying Puppet Fighter clad in black armor.

Behind the Puppet Fighter were numerous sword arrays.

Millions of sword cultivators stepped out from them.

This was the true might of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect!

Huang Zhihu, with a three-foot-long sword in hand, stood midair, her sword array behind her, gathering thousands of gleaming sword lights.

The sword lights that soared to the skies turned the surrounding world into an illusion.

“Ahem, am I too early?” a voice sounded, and Daoist Dayan stepped out from the void.

“Lingxiao Sword Sect, Chen Shaodong, by the command of my teacher, I’ve come to support the Nine Mystic Sword Sect,” a voice came from behind Daoist Dayan.

The Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Number one on the Heavenly List.

In the distance, on the edge of the sky, a black-robed elder shuddered and his lips quivered.

“My son? Number one on the Heavenly List?”