Unparalleled Martial God

C683 Sect Master of the Soul Devouring Sect(part I)



C683 Sect Master of the Soul Devouring Sect(part I)

"That damned little beast!"    

    

The Soul Severing Gourd's eyes almost stood up, but it did not move. How could he not see through this childish provocation? It immediately spoke, "Second brother, it seems like that little bastard Chu Yang is inside there."    

    

"Just trying to cover it up." The criminal elder did not agree, "He's just a little beast, I don't think that the little beast Chu Yang is among them. I suspect that he has given up on the Soul Devouring Gourd and ran for his life."    

    

"What about this little beast?"    

    

"Since it's a little beast, do you think that Chu Yang will care about his life?"    

    

When the elder heard this, he could not help but grit his teeth, "That b * tch Chu Yang, he wasted so much energy just to set up a bewitching array for us."    

    

The criminal elder shook his head again, "The terrain here is almost a natural formation. That bastard Chu Yang, doesn't need to spend too much time and effort to set up this formation."    

    

Although the criminal elder was not proficient in formations, he was still slightly knowledgeable about formations.    

    

"If that's the case!" The Soul Slaying Elder said sinisterly: "Then we can go straight in, take the Soul Devouring Gourd, and chase him to death."    

    

"You can't!" The elder's eyes flickered with a dim light, "Truth is falsehood, falsehood is falsehood, falsehood is falsehood, falsehood is falsehood. This little brute really has a trick up his sleeve, if we were to barge in and fall for it, I'm afraid we will end up following in the footsteps of big brother."    

    

"Second brother, you mean to say, we really have no way to take care of that little bastard Chu Yang."    

    

The criminal elder was not willing to admit it, but he had to admit it. He then said coldly: "Send the message back, please come up."    

    

This was a foolproof method. The Soul Elder knew, but he was more or less depressed, "If it's the first case, then wouldn't that little bastard have run away?"    

    

"Run, then let him run! The Soul Devouring Gourd is the most important thing right now, we cannot afford to lose!"    

    

The detention elder then said darkly, "He can escape for a few more times. If we want to kill him, where can he escape to in this Eastern Wasteland?"    

    

Immediately, the two of them transmitted the message to the Soul Devouring Sect.    

    

At this moment, the Soul Devouring Sect.    

    

On top of the most hidden mountain peak of the Soul Devouring Sect was an insoluble snow. The thick fog that did not disperse during the four seasons was often seen floating in the clouds day and night.    

    

At the top of the highest mountain, there was a palace made of white stone. The stone was suspended on all four sides and was as dangerous as a sharp sword. The sound of wind piercing through the sky was as mournful as a group of ghosts crying.    

    

The hall was large and well-built, and at first glance it looked like a landslide, but it didn't seem to be in danger. Although its shape was a rough and unpolished boulder, it was a sight to behold, and inside it, there was an extravagance and elegance that no one could have imagined.    

    

In the main hall, there were thirty-six rooms of different sizes. The largest one was big enough to accommodate a thousand people.    

    

Three hundred and sixty rooms, all carefully designed, were furnished with all sorts of fancy treasures, and some of the most famous treasures you'd ever even dreamed of.    

    

It could be said that it was luxurious to the extreme. It was luxurious to the point that it was infinitely close to the mortal world, completely separate from the martial way. The things within had nothing to do with martial arts, only with enjoyment.    

    

Only one room was an exception.    

    

The room was in the center of the hall, but it was almost empty.    

    

Wall, roof, narrow door, two small windows, a table and chair.    

    

In this room, there was only one chair. The surface of the chair was a type of navy blue velvet, smooth and soft like a swan.    

    

At the moment, a middle-aged man was lazily seated atop such a chair. His face was pale, and he had a very prominent colonnade. His pale face and pale hands were especially prominent and obvious. It was as if he was a person with the grace and temperament of an ancient noble.    

    

— It was the sect master of the Soul Devouring Sect.    

    


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