My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

97  Chapter 97: The Evil Suppressing Emergence Shocks the Eight Directions

Li Fuzhou was meditating when he looked up and saw the peerless swordsman walking toward the Evil Suppressing Sword, his eyebrows slightly raised.

This Evil Suppressing Sword, known as a Demon Sword, after being forged by the Great Zhou Dynasty, caused the death of three emperors of the Great Zhou atop its blade. Countless experts from the royal family tried to subdue the sword but ultimately died drained of their blood, making the sword a taboo in the world ever since. The Great Zhou eventually split it into six pieces to suppress the Earth Veins and seal it away.

Nonetheless, the sword's reputation continued to circulate among the common folk and throughout history.

Ranked third on the Famous Sword List, swordsmen love and pursue renowned swords. Since ancient times, whenever a famous sword emerged, it would inevitably bring about a storm of carnage. However, all swordsmen are as terrified of the Evil Suppressing Sword as if facing a tiger, with none willing to die for this one blade.

"Could this person not be aware of the strangeness of the Evil Suppressing Sword, or does he not believe in the curse?"

Li Fuzhou thought to himself.

In his view, that swordsman's attempt to subdue the Evil Suppressing Sword was nothing but a fool's dream.

Some evils must be believed, even if you do not believe in them.

Above the sky, Liu Qingshan, Tian Liu, Guo Yuchun, and others were battling four other top experts. Qi Force burst forth, creating a dazzling display that was even more intense than Li Fuzhou's previous battle by a third.

But even the inner strength of First Grade Experts would deplete after a prolonged battle, especially for Tian Cansou who had been continuously fighting.

He had already dueled with An Jing earlier and then was involved in the melee until now. His Inner Strength was nearly exhausted, so he had to retreat and begin meditating.

Tian Cansou naturally noticed An Jing's movements as well, his brows furrowing as a result.

Even the emperors of the Great Zhou, who were all Grandmasters, died by this Evil Suppressing Sword, which shows just how sinister and terrifying the sword was.

An Jing walked next to the dried corpse and suddenly felt a bone-chilling cold enveloping him. His breath turned into white mist, and a massive amount of sinister and evil energy gathered around the corpse. The piercing cold was something even a First Grade Expert would find hard to withstand.

A question arose in An Jing's mind.

Who was this dried corpse!?

And why was the Evil Suppressing Sword thrust into this corpse!?

"Hum! Hum!"

The broken Evil Suppressing Sword seemed to sense An Jing's approach, emitting a pleasant, clear humming sound.

An Jing instinctively grabbed the sword hilt of the Evil Suppressing Sword.

The next moment, he felt a blur before his eyes, and everything became murky and dark.

In the darkness, a series of blood appeared, seemingly filling up the void, and the glaring redness was reflected in An Jing's pupils.

Afterward, the blood gradually disappeared, revealing a desolate and barren landscape.

"Roar!"

A terrifying roar echoed in his mind, and upon hearing it, he instinctively felt a wave of fear.

This fear stemmed from instinct, as if he was naturally afraid of the roaring sound and terrified of its formidable might.

An Jing stood between heaven and earth, the unnatural fear nearly consuming his entire body as if it were going to devour him whole.

His heart began to tremble uncontrollably, and he found himself breathless as if unable to draw breath into his chest, subsequently causing his mind to go blank.

An Jing fiercely bit the tip of his tongue, feeling a flash of pain that abruptly brought him back to a semblance of consciousness, and at this moment, his body was drenched in sweat, much like he had just gone through a fierce battle.

The roaring sound gradually dissipated.

An Jing gasped for air, and then, his eyes sharply narrowed as he looked ahead.

On that barren land, something that hadn't appeared before now came into view.

He saw it.

Swords broken, people dead...

"That is..."

Before he could grasp what was happening, An Jing's vision darkened again, and he found himself staring at the hilt of the Evil Suppressing Sword.

A Qi Mechanism surged from the sword hilt, as if the roar of a dragon resonated between heaven and earth.

The entire Three Temple Mountain began to shake violently as if an earthquake had struck.

"What's going on!?"

All the esteemed swordsmen present showed a look of horrified disbelief, their hearts trembling violently.

Li Fuzhou's eyes widened in incredulity as he stared at the swordsman's figure, "Evil Suppressing Sword!?"

"It's that swordsman!" Ling Yuhua looked over, then cried out in shock.

"Is he drawing the Evil Suppressing Sword?"

Guo Yuchun was also full of surprise.

In the previous dynasty, the Evil Suppressing Sword was a forbidden weapon, and even in the Great Zhou Dynasty, it had become an existence that changed the color of conversations, symbolizing dark omens and misfortune.

"Can there really be someone in this world who could be recognized as the master of the Evil Suppressing Sword?" Liu Qingshan murmured to himself.

Three generations of the Human Emperor of the Great Zhou and many royal family experts had not been recognized by this legendary sword, but now, this swordsman had made the Evil Suppressing Sword acknowledge him. Could there be some mysterious reason behind it?

"Evil Suppressing Sword...."

Compared to the others, Li Yue was even more shocked and couldn't help saying, "Who exactly is this swordsman? Why can he draw out the Evil Suppressing Sword!?"

"Shick!"

An Jing clasped the hilt with one hand and yanked fiercely.

"Shick!"

A sword qi, soaring to the sky, erupted, rushing towards the profound darkness as if viciously tearing open a gap. The sword light, like the morning sun piercing through the pitch-black night, illuminated everyone's faces.

Ye Tai'e had come into the world!

At the same time, the silhouette of Earth Flower behind An Jing began to appear more and more substantial, as if gradually condensing.

What would it feel like when night suddenly turns into day?

That piercing sensation was as if the earth's light itself had shattered.

The turbulent sword qi swept across, carrying endless sharpness, surging forward.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

All the experts present used their full strength to block, with Tian Cansou and Li Yue being the closest to the action.

Both of their bodies were injured by the piercing cold qi, repeatedly retreating.

The waves of air churned, and dust rose in all directions.

The legendary sword, silent for a thousand years, had met its sword master.

"Is this the broken Evil Suppressing Sword?"

Li Yue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, astonishment in his eyes.

"Worthy of being a legendary sword, even though the blade is split into six parts, it still possesses such astonishing Sword Intent." Tian Cansou also stared fixedly at the Evil Suppressing Sword in An Jing's hand, exclaiming in amazement.

All the experts present were shaken to their core.

No one had expected that there would be a day when the Evil Suppressing Sword would recognize a master.

Who in the world was this swordsman?!

Why did the Evil Suppressing Sword acknowledge him as its master?

"Tat tat tat...."

Just then, a series of noises came from the woods beside the Great Hall.

"Someone's here!?"

All present were first-grade experts and could see through the surroundings as if they were the clearest of flames, as though sensing something, they looked towards the shadows of distant trees.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The next instant, a rain of arrows came from the moonlit sky.

The rain of arrows was dense, with each arrowhead carrying specks of green light.

"Quick, retreat! All monks of Fa Xi Temple, evacuate this place."

Fa Wu urgently called out.

The monks of Fa Xi Temple dared not take any chances and quickly retreated to a distance. Fortunately, the target of this rain of arrows was not them but the group of Jianghu experts at the center. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om