Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1234- Su Race
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Rumble!
A consecutive chain of lightning shot across the sky. Rain poured down over the Sword Collection palace, wetting the empty, stone ground. People practised the sword arduously day and night here, regardless of the seasons and weather.
At this moment, apart from the thunder and rain, all else was quiet. Under the dark clouds, the mountainous forests seemed even dimmer. Clouds and mist wandered between the mountains.
The Sword Collection palace had already shut up the sect from the outside world for many days. Under the watch of the various swordmasters, all of the disciples returned to their respective peaks. They were forbidden from leaving the palace without permission, and they forbid the entry of any outsiders.
On the Heaven Leaning peak, the swordmasters and elders all gathered in the main hall. The discussion had already lasted for several days now.
The demonic seed had already been planted within their sword embryos, but it was not enough to completely demonify them, so they had no right to collude with the Demon domain. As a result, some of them suggested going to the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga and finding a way to purge the demonic seed from the sword embryos, but they were immediately met with great resistance. Not only would they be placing their lives in the hands of others, but their cultivation would be completely ruined even if it succeeded. That was even more terrifying than death to a sword cultivator.
The group of people split into two factions and called each other various things—cowardly and useless, embracing depravity willingly, shameless and despicable… Prompted by their past and current grievances, their fury and demonic natures, they drew their swords very quickly. If it were not for a few guest elders that stood up to mediate the situation, it basically would have devolved to a battle to the death already.
There were many sword slashes littered on the walls and pillars in the main hall. This was something that had never occurred in the several thousand years of the Sword Collection palace.
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