Legend of Swordsman - Chapter 6367

Chapter 6367: True Lord Ye Huo

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Jian Wushuang concealed Immortal Jiu Chen in the void.

At that moment, in the sky outside Mangshan City, a massive human face emerged.

“Disciple, Wuyan greets Master!” Zhen Xian bowed with an indescribable expression as he faced his master.

He was truly unlucky.

He had stumbled upon such a grand opportunity, yet it happened in the mortal world, causing his master to descend, and now everything was lost.

When Fu Qing saw the newcomer, she also bowed and greeted, “True Lord Ye Huo!”

Although this person wasn’t her master but rather a senior uncle, she still had to address him respectfully in front of outsiders.

Faced with such a powerful presence.

Wei Jiuxian appeared insignificant.

Jiu Chen was utterly at a loss.

He forcefully pulled Li Miao out of the grand formation, urgently saying, “Go, we must leave now!”

Boom!

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With Jiu Chen’s current strength, he effortlessly tore open the space, and Li Miao followed suit.

Without the Divine Fire Hall, they were no match for the cultivators at the Great Ascension stage.

Staying would bring no benefit. If the opponent discovered that his life level was five thousand times higher, he would undoubtedly be killed. Escape was the only option!

There was no place to hide in the mortal world, so ascending immediately was their best bet.

After all, the destination after ascension was random, making it difficult for the enemy to track him down.

Although everything was gone, with his life level and what he had witnessed in the past, he could quickly break through to the Great Ascension stage in no time.

By then, he would have the strength to protect himself and continue his journey, which wouldn’t be too much of a failure.

But if he lost his life, everything would truly be over.

Li Miao, although unsure of what had happened, could tell from Jiu Chen’s panic that something big had transpired.

Without hesitation, the two of them shattered the void, attempting to leave this world.

But just as they stepped into the rift, the massive human face, accompanied by flames from True Lord Ye Huo, lightly snorted, sealing the surrounding space.

“Trying to leave?”

“Meeting me without even a greeting? You juniors have no manners!” True Lord Ye Huo manipulated his power, pulling Jiu Chen and Li Miao, who were sealed in space, right in front of him.

With just one glance at this world, he understood everything that had transpired.

This was a being beyond the Heavenly Dao.

An existence so powerful it left everyone breathless.

Zhen Xian remained silent, standing obediently in place, saying nothing and doing nothing.

His master was present, and the more he spoke, the more trouble he would invite upon himself.

Remaining calm might even earn him a reward, perhaps some ancient demon blood, making his millennium of toil not entirely in vain.

Wei Jiuxian stood still, his brilliance concealed, yet he remained upright, expressionless, with no trace of emotion.

It was as though the True Lord posed no threat to him.

Zhen Xian sneered inwardly, mocking Wei Jiuxian for his arrogance.

But what was the outcome of such arrogance?

Everyone was doomed.

True Lord Ye Huo was no righteous figure. The ancient demon blood had already dissipated into the world.

Although only a small amount was lost, it was still a valuable treasure, not something to be wasted.

He might even refine the entire Crimson Eyes Realm to recover the lost blood.

As for the fate of mortals, True Lord Ye Huo cared nothing about their survival.

“What’s the use of arrogance? The path of a cultivator requires fortune, wealth, companions, and land, not arrogance!” Zhen Xian sighed inwardly.

Wei Jiuxian was destined to fail and would pay with his life.

His calm expression now was likely due to the fact that Wei Jiuxian had never encountered such a powerful existence before and was probably scared senseless.

As for himself, although his efforts over the past millennium had been in vain, it was still better than losing his life.

He still had his sect, his master, and his fellow disciples. Upon returning to the Upper Realm, he would still be that Little Zhen Xian.

It was a somewhat derogatory title, but also a sign that his seniors believed in him and thought he had the potential to become immortal.

“Huff!”

Jiu Chen, sealed in space, gazed at True Lord Ye Huo, his eyes brimming with fear and unwillingness.

“Why did the Divine Fire Hall disappear? Why?” His heart roared in agony, but no one answered him.

True Lord Ye Huo glanced at the two of them, finally locking his gaze onto Immortal Jiu Chen.

“You’ve crafted this body quite well. What method did you use?” he asked.

Jiu Chen gritted his teeth, furious. “I know you won’t spare me. Even if I told you, it would still end in death. Do you think I’ll speak?”

In truth, it was possible to search their souls, but both of their souls had reached a level of five hundredfold, which made it impossible for True Lord Ye Huo to perform the search.

This was because his own soul level wasn’t as high as the two before him.

At this moment, Zhen Xian finally spoke, breaking the silence. “Master, they’ve set up a grand array within that city, divided into two formations. One is a Death Qi Formation that can elevate the soul’s level to five hundredfold. The other is a Blood Condensation Formation, which can refine the physical body to five thousandfold. The former requires mortal souls as nourishment, while the latter needs the ancient demon’s essence blood.”

True Lord Ye Huo could clearly see the entanglements of fate among everyone, yet he couldn’t discern what was hidden within the restrictions inside the city.

After all, he hadn’t yet reached the level of an immortal, so there were things he still didn’t understand.

Now, hearing his disciple’s clear explanation, he was momentarily shaken but quickly regained his composure. “It’s quite the clever trick.”

With that, he stopped looking at Jiu Chen, knowing the man was a tough nut to crack. Instead, he turned his attention to Jiu Chen’s companion.

“You possess a body free of evil. Your potential is impressive, so why are you entangled with demonic cultivators?” True Lord Ye Huo asked, feigning curiosity.

At this moment, Li Miao’s heart trembled, both at the immense power of True Lord Ye Huo and his own failure.

Why had he failed?

Even now, he didn’t understand. Nor did he comprehend why such a powerful being had appeared here.

Sensing that True Lord Ye Huo held some favor toward him, Li Miao didn’t know how to respond.

In the past, he might have begged for mercy.

But this time, he chose to maintain the composure of a disciple of the immortals, although deep within, the bitterness of defeat still pulsed.

Given what he knew of himself, he wouldn’t be able to endure this much longer.

True Lord Ye Huo, being who he was, could see through Li Miao’s pretense at a glance. Despite this, he wasn’t angered; rather, he was a little disappointed, like a teacher lamenting a student’s failure to meet expectations. “Do you know how unique your body is? Even in the ancient domain, it’s rarely seen. Once you ascend, many old masters will likely fight to take you as their disciple. With your potential, transcending the ordinary won’t be difficult for you.”

This simple assessment was like dangling an enormous prize before him.

Before, according to what his immortal master had said, he had the potential for immortality. But between his immortal master and True Lord Ye Huo, Li Miao found himself more inclined to trust the latter.

Because his power was undeniable.

Jiu Chen had experienced too much and immediately saw through the ploy. He glanced at Li Miao, and his heart settled on a plan.

Although the two of them had never officially taken on a master-disciple relationship, their bond was deeper than such formalities.

If offering himself as a bargaining chip would allow Li Miao to become the disciple of True Lord Ye Huo, then perhaps this would be Jiu Chen’s final gift to him.

At that moment, True Lord Ye Huo continued, “Young one, would you be willing to take me as your master?”