The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

It was silent for thousands of miles. Even if a needle fell to the ground, you could hear it clearly.    

    

All the cultivators' eyes were as wide as copper bells, their mouths were wide enough to fit the hippocampus, and their faces were filled with shock.    

    

Regarding the Ancestor's power, many people only had a vague idea in their minds.    

    

Now, they had a clear understanding.    

    

They had witnessed Lord Emperor Sovereign's attack with their own eyes. With just a single move, he had crushed these Saint Stage warriors!    

    

These were all mighty sages who could suppress thousands of miles away!    

    

There were also more than five hundred thousand intruders that filled up the entire sky. They were swept away by the aftershock of the gigantic arm that covered the sky. The sky became clear, and the sunlight shone on the ground once again.    

    

Like a tornado sweeping away the clouds, all of these Fourth Extreme Stage and above cultivators, except for a few that slipped through the net, were turned into nothingness.    

    

Like a giant hand slapping a mosquito, only a few tens of thousands of 'mosquitoes' were left.    

    

These insufferably arrogant intruders were now all cowering in fear and trembling!    

    

"No... Impossible... Impossible!"    

    

Huangfu Shang's hair was disheveled and his face was pale. His hands and feet were trembling.    

    

His eyes were a little dull. His pants were wet, and there was still some unknown liquid dripping from them. He was scared to the point that his excrement and urine were flowing out.    

    

Huangfu Shang saw the seventeen Saint Stage warriors transform into Blood Mist in front of him at a close distance.    

    

He slowly raised his hands and wiped his face. His trembling hands were placed in front of him, and it was covered with blood!    

    

In the past, he liked to see female cultivators with such red blood.    

    

Now, he only felt an extremely foul stench, as if he was going to vomit when he smelled it.    

    

" AHHHHHHH!!!" Huangfu Shang let out a shrill scream at the top of his lungs, and like a woman who had been raped, he spread his legs and ran in the opposite direction of Jiang Ling.    

    

In extreme fear, he didn't even know how to use his spiritual power. Like a mortal, he screamed and ran away.    

    

Before he could run far, he had already fallen down three times.    

    

But Huangfu Shang didn't care. He rolled and crawled as he fled into the distance.    

    

On the Southern Wasteland's side.    

    

Everyone only came back to their senses after Huangfu Shang's piercing scream.    

    

They couldn't help but laugh when they saw the huge contrast between Huangfu Shang and the others.    

    

"Hahaha, where's your arrogance just now? Don't run away!"    

    

"The arrogant Huangfu family, did you kick a steel plate this time?"    

    

"Lord Emperor Sovereign's divine might is beyond the imagination of you ants! Even if another hundred Saint Stage warriors came, it wouldn't be enough to withstand a palm strike from the Ancestor!"    

    

The people of Southern Wasteland felt that the crisis had been resolved. When they saw the sorry state of their enemies, they were very happy in their hearts.    

    

All of them looked at the God Sect with reverence in their eyes.    

    

"We have to rely on Lord Emperor Sovereign to save the lives of the people in Southern Wasteland!" Meng Haoran bowed to Jiang Ling.    

    

"That's right, that's right. Thank you, Lord Emperor Sovereign, for helping us!"    

    

Everyone knew who the key to this victory was, so they all bowed to Jiang Ling.    

    

"Sigh, it's just a small matter. It's not worth mentioning!" Jiang Ling said lightly.    

    

However, his heart twitched a few times. He was about to cry.    

    

His "thrifty" and "conned and swindled" worth of tens of millions of sect points had been squandered away until he only had around 2.3 million left.    

    

Then, he thought about it.    

    

There were many benefits from this battle. Just the system's rewards alone were worth 100 million sect points.    

    

If you can't bear to part with your child, you won't be able to take advantage of it!    

    

Un, I'll take some interest first to make up for my injured young heart.    

    

Jiang Ling waved his hand at everyone. "There is still a little mouse that has not been cleaned up!"    

    

"Ah? Is there more?" Everyone had puzzled looks on their faces.    

    

"Bang!" A thick and majestic aura shot up into the sky from the ground, emitting an icy blue radiance as it flashed in a certain direction like a stream of light.    

    

It wasn't coming for Jiang Ling, but to escape into the distance!    

    

"This is the Old Ancestor of Ice!" Someone exclaimed and recognized this person.    

    

Old Ancestor Ice was a half-step Holy Lord Stage. In the attack of the giant hand just now, he had relied on a rank eight magic weapon to hide underground and withstand the attack.    

    

This fellow had already been scared out of his wits. When Jiang Ling's eyes fell on this direction, he hurriedly escaped from this place.    

    

His speed was very fast. With his rank eight magic tool, he flew two thousand miles away in an instant!    

    

Jiang Ling's heart ached.    

    

"This guy runs so fast. Looks like he will have to spend more money..."    

    

He no longer hesitated and pointed his index finger into the distance.    

    

The remaining two million sect points were instantly cleared.    

    

A powerful ripple came from the void of space, spreading far away like ripples on the surface of water.    

    

"Bang!" In the ice-blue stream of light, Black Ice Ancestor's head tilted to the side and stopped breathing. The stream of light continued to fly for dozens of miles before it fell to the ground.    

    

"Buzzing ~" A blue stream of light flew back and landed on Jiang Ling's right hand.    

    

This was a diamond-shaped ice crystal with an icy blue aura. It gave off an ancient and profound aura.    

    

Jiang Ling reached out his hand and touched it. He understood the origin of this magic weapon.    

    

The Extreme Ice Crystal Marrow came from the Extreme Cold Continent. It was a Rank Eight and First Grade magic weapon. It had an extremely powerful defensive effect and could resist Holy Lord Stage attacks.    

    

It could form an extremely cold area according to the amount of spirit energy injected by the user. It could freeze everything in the world, and its power was shocking.    

    

Jiang Ling nodded, feeling pleased in his heart.    

    

Just this tier 8 magic artifact was worth it!    

    

Then, he found another "fat sheep," Huangfu Shang, who was scared out of his wits, erupted with ten times his potential. He actually rolled and crawled several hundred miles away.    

    

Sigh, the sect's value had been emptied. There was no way to make another move. This fellow could be considered to have gotten lucky.    

    

He thought to himself, What a pity.    

    

"Let's clean up the mess!" Jiang Ling turned around and said to Nine Nether Bird, "Kill those who deserve to be killed, capture those who deserve to be captured. Our Devil Taming Tower still needs these people as training partners."    

    

"Yes!" Nine Nether Bird received the order and led the people from Southern Wasteland and rushed towards the remaining fishes that escaped the net.    

    

There were less than fifty thousand of them left, and they had lost all their courage. They were facing the army of the Southern Wasteland, whose morale was at an all-time high.    

    

No matter how strong they were, they were all smashed into pieces by the attack.    

    

Many of the smart ones immediately knelt down and surrendered.    

    

In less than two teacups of time, other than those who resisted, they were all detained.    

    

Nine Nether Bird walked over with a joyful expression.    

    

"We are still cleaning up the battlefield, but according to the preliminary statistics, we have seized 1.7 million magical artifacts, more than three million pill, and more than two hundred million Spirit Crystal!!"    

    

"There are 120,000 high-rank magic tools above the fifth step, and more than fifty of those above the seventh step!"    

    

These few short sentences made Jiang Ling, who had always been "determined," reveal a look of pleasant surprise.    

    

"Good! Very good!" He shook his hand.    

    

These people from the Huangfu family were simply like children giving money!    

    

"Master." The Nine Nether Bird had a respectful expression on its face.    

    

"You intentionally let Huangfu Shang go to warn the others so that this' chicken 'can go back and report, right?"    

    

"Hehe." The Nine Nether Bird let out an evil laugh. "According to Master's enlightenment, I intentionally let thousands of people of the Huangfu Clan go..."    

    

"Very soon, these defeated fellows will flee back to their lair, spreading Master's divine might throughout the entire Wutong Continent."    

    

Jiang Ling was stunned.    

    

This Nine Nether Bird was indeed worthy of being called a ten-thousand-year-old old demon; it was full of tricks!    

    

"Hahaha, not only that, I also deliberately left out tens of thousands of magic tools on this battlefield." The Nine Nether Bird's smile became even wider when it saw its master's confident expression. It said proudly:    

    

"Those who heard about this great battle will definitely come over to verify it out of curiosity!"    

    

"These lost magical artifacts are all ironclad proof."    

    

"In the future, this place will become a 'battlefield ruins'. Those lucky ones who obtained magical artifacts will increase their speed of transmission. Regardless of whether it is mortals or cultivators, they will all swarm over!"