Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens

Chapter 1079

Mystic Spirit Sect

“You sense it, Xiaoshuai?” Mu Yu asked in a soft voice.

Xiaoshuai nodded. “It seems as though something abruptly gathered spiritual qi into a concentrated amount.”

“Maybe there’s a spiritual qi core here?”

“We need to monopolise it if it is!”

“Illusionary Clear Rain made use of a spiritual qi core to seal Archfiend Baiyuan at Second Heaven, so maybe Archfiend Tiangan is here? No, no. That spiritual qi core drained spiritual qi, while this one is secreting spiritual qi. It makes no sense to secrete spiritual qi if it’s used for sealing purposes.” On the way to Mystic Spirit Sect, Mu Yu noted, “I don’t know if this spiritual qi core just appeared or what, but something has happened at Mystic Spirit Sect judging from the five-man teams the disciples are patrolling in.”

“Well, let’s interrogate a couple of them.” Xiaoshuai took out a hawthorn skewer from the stash in his personal cosmic sleeve to eat as Mu Yu parked behind a tree to avoid the three male and two female disciples coming their way.

“Senior Brother, why do we need to mobilise so many disciples? What is Third Heaven Palace telling us to be wary of? It’s been ages since we’ve had any decent rest,” complained a female disciple.

The twenty-six year old male disciple replied, “Sister Yao, stop whining. We just have to follow orders. We have no right to know what’s going on.”

“I heard shifu mention Archfiend Tiangan is sealed nearby or something last night,” a male disciple whispered.

A maiden in red reproved, “Quiet! Just patrol and keep people away from South Fortress Mountain.”

Mu Yu acquired a general image of the geography and then started to brainstorm ways of trespassing the Soul Style barrier, which extended to the deepest parts of Mystic Spirit Sect and fifty square kilometres around the sect. There was no way of sneaking in underground, either.

Just as Mu Yu intended to make a hole in the barrier using black and white spiritual energy, the ground split as if an earthquake hit. The disciples fled to the sky and watched the barrier shake. They surmised the one who left a one hundred metre long print of their fist at the centre of the formation and contorted its shape was the culprit of the earthquake.

Boom! The next punch came from another location.

“They’re an Apotheosis Realm cultivator,” Mu Yu noted. “I can only think of Third Heaven Palace being responsible for this, but why go to the trouble of punching their way through?”

“Wait! There are four Apotheosis Realm cultivators, Mu Yu!” Xiaoshuai pointed out.

Boom! The residue energy of the third punch took out two Body Severing Realm disciples who were too close.

“Everyone get back!” shouted an elder of Mystic Spirit Sect.

Patriarch Ling Yeshang, attired in a purple robe and wearing a golden crown, whooshed onto the scene with Daoist Qiuze, middle-aged Ascension Realm Third Layer elder adorned in a white robe. Patriarch Ling Yeshang hollered, “Disciples!”

“Present!” responded the disciples in the vicinity.

“Everyone is to get two hundred and fifty kilometres away. Stay vigilant on standby. Do not come close without my orders.”

“Understood.”

Once the disciples were gone, Patriarch Ling Yeshang inquired, “Master, what orders do you have?”

“We just need to wait for Third Heaven Palace’s group to complete their mission,” answered Daost Qiuze.

“Understood, master.”

Xiaoshuai opined, “I reckon Patriarch Ling Yeshang didn’t want to submit to Third Heaven Palace, while Daoist Qiuze defected to Third Heaven Palace, and their patriarch is now under Third Heaven Palace’s mind control.”

“I suppose you’re right,” agreed Mu Yu.

Boom! The fourth punch was imbued with domain energy, generating a shockwave in every direction. Accordingly, Daoist Qiuze yelled, “Shield me!”

Patriarch Ling Yeshang jumped in front of Daoist Qiuze and attempted to shield them with his horsetail whisk. Patriarch Ling Yeshang went reeling past Daoist Qiuze from the impact.

“Lucky.” Daoist Qiuze smirked as he looked to Ling Yeshang out of his peripherals.

“Excuse me. What happened with Mystic Spirit Sect?” Mu Yu queried from behind Daoist Qiuze.

Daoist Qiuze juddered and then spun around. “Who are you?!”

“I was just trying to ask for directions.”

“Yeling, subdue this stuck-up guy!”

“Yes, Master.”

Mu Yu thwarted the whisk attack with one hand and planted Divine Soul Formation in Daoist Qiuze’s mind simultaneously. “Just answer the question.”

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