C405 (2/2)

The exploding blood demons turned into a bloody mist and quickly retreated to the ground. When he reconstructed his body, his face was as white as paper and the aura around him had weakened. He revealed a terrified gaze as he stared in the direction of the main hall.

Ye Ling's face suddenly changed, feeling the Qi that the rainbow had released just now, it had actually reached an astonishing level, it was the same level of power as the Lord of the Forbidden Zone.

”It's a High Lord!”

”High Lord has come out!”

When the people of Sword Tomb saw that the blood demon had been forced back, they were all surprised to the point that they went mad with joy.

Ye Ling's heart trembled, he turned and looked at the Xue Wuya, only to see that the Xue Wuya had instantly flown back into the Buried Skies Coffin's body and returned to Ye Ling's body.

When Ye Ling turned to look at the main hall, he only saw a strong sword concept suddenly rushing over. Wind and clouds surged in the sky as lightning flashed.

The eyes of the blood demon suddenly turned bloodshot. After his body was destroyed, he could feel the threat of death. This made it difficult for him to calm down, and anger began to grow within his heart.

Under the gaze of the crowd, a figure slowly walked out from the main hall. This person was clad in an untainted robe, and the aura he exuded was as sharp as a sword.

When this person stepped out, it was as though a dao halo was imbued within him. The sword shadows transformed into a lotus flower that bloomed underneath his feet, causing thunderous cries to resound in the air, as though the heavens and earth were resonating with him.

He was Master of Sword Tomb 'Jian Lingtian'. He looked to be in his early thirties, with pale white sideburns and a cold face. With his hands behind his back, he slowly walked forward, and the people of Sword Tomb cupped their fists as they bowed.

Facing the arrival of the Master of Sword Tomb, Ye Ling actually felt an incomparable heaviness, as if a blade was placed on his neck, making him feel as if he was about to suffocate.

The Master of Sword Tomb had an illustrious reputation. He was an expert that had stood tall throughout the ages, reclaiming his position as the hidden mountain and drawing a map of the land. He was an existence that no one dared to provoke.

When Jian Yi, who was curled up on the ground saw his father Jian Lingtian appear, he actually extended his hands out as if he was being summoned by his father.

Jian Lingtian approached, looking at Ye Ling with a face as cold as ice, as if he did not care about Jian Yi's actions.

Ye Ling was perturbed in his heart, but he did not cower. He looked at Jian Lingtian with widened eyes, and said: ”Master of Sword Tomb, your aura is indeed extraordinary.”

”You are Ye Ling?” Facing Ye Ling's flattery, Jian Lingtian frowned instead and glared at him fiercely as he asked.

”It's me!” Ye Ling did not deny it and directly nodded his head.

To be able to look at the dignified Master of Sword Tomb, he, Ye Ling, naturally felt honored. It was just that his current position was different, thus, Master of Sword Tomb Jian Lingtian would definitely not let him off that easily.

”Release my son, or you will all die!”

Jian Lingtian bellowed, his eyes releasing a bright light, the sword aura around him soared to the skies, shaking the heavens.

”Release the sword tip, Jian Yi, I will naturally release it!” Ye Ling frowned. Jian Yi was his life saving technique, he would naturally not be so stupid as to throw away his life.

Master of Sword Tomb Jian Lingtian's expression suddenly turned extremely gloomy and cold. Looking at Ye Ling, his eyes were filled with killing intent, and he waved his hand.

”Whiz!”

The blade that was floating in the air suddenly flew up into the air.

”Grandfather!” Seeing that, Jian Qiu's expression became anxious, he did not have time to think, and quickly flew forward, and instantly hugged onto the sword tip. Only then did he return to Ye Ling and the rest's side.

Jian Qiu lowered his head to look at his grandfather who was in his embrace. The sword was currently in a coma and the aura in his body was faintly discernible.

Forcefully and helplessly, Jian Qiu abruptly raised his head to look at Ye Ling and said, ”Grandfather's golden pellet, quickly come here!”

Jian Lingtian took Jian Yi, and looked at his dying breath. His face suddenly became gloomy, and he said to the Sword Tomb people behind him: ”Bring the young master back.”

With that said, the people of Sword Tomb rushed forward, bringing Jian Yi closer to Jian Lingtian, only to see him suddenly opening his eyes wide, releasing a terrifying Qi, stepping forward towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling could not help but to take a few steps back, while the Blood Demon and the others were even more terrified, retreating quickly.

They were facing the hegemon of a region, the controller of the Sword Tomb, so they naturally did not have the confidence to face him.

Weng! *

Just as Ye Ling and the rest were waiting to get up, Jian Lingtian suddenly raised his hand, and a sharp Sword Qi shot towards Ye Ling, with a clanging sound, it was just like a scream.

Ye Ling's expression was ugly as he quickly waved his Blood Yama to welcome them.

Clang!

Jian Lingtian's sword energy exploded, but Ye Ling was so shaken that he vomited blood and was sent flying. With a plop, he kneeled on the ground without any power to resist.

”Ye Ling!”

Ye Ling stood up, his face pale white, yet he revealed a sinister look, fiercely slashing at Jian Lingtian as he roared.