Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

0Ao Lingchen lifted the face cloth with his sword. The face underneath the face cloth was within his expectations, but it was also out of his expectations.    0

    

The man in black who was lying on the ground on his last breath was no different from what he had expected. He was a member of the Essence Sword Sect, but his identity puzzled Ao Lingchen.    

    

Under the face cloth was a member of the Punishment Hall. He was the guy who had been forced to slap himself when they had just joined the Essence Sword Sect by Princess Yan Mo.    

    

"It's him. How did this guy improve so fast?"    

    

Looking at the dying figure, Ao Lingchen fell into deep thought. Although he had only interacted with the people on the ground for a short period of time, however, what happened that day had left a deep impression on him, so he had a deep impression of this person. Although he had just joined the Essence Sword Sect, and his strength was still weak, Ao Lingchen's impression of this person was that he was only at the Stage of Martial Spirit. How could he have such strength in such a short period of time?    

    

What did he have to do with those damn things in the ruins?    

    

The unfamiliar and familiar face made Ao Lingchen fall into deep thought. It was as if there was a huge fog covering his eyes.    

    

However, Ao Lingchen was sure of one thing. There was someone in the Essence Sword Sect who had some dealings with those devils in the ruins. It was very likely that they had obtained some power that shouldn't have existed from the devils.    

    

Ao Lingchen's hair stood on end as he thought about it. He didn't expect the Essence Sword Sect to fall into such a dangerous situation.    

    

Having personally come into contact with the evil spirit devil, Ao Lingchen was very clear that even if it wasn't the Monster that escaped from the seal, it was still a natural and man-made disaster when its power was brought out by someone.    

    

No, he had to find the person who had dealings with the devil as soon as possible. Otherwise, things would get out of hand.    

    

The image of the great battle with Faceless Man surfaced in his mind, causing Ao Lingchen's throat to roll unnaturally.    

    

"It's him?"    

    

"This man in black is really from the Essence Sword Sect?"    

    

Just as Ao Lingchen was deep in thought, two surprised sounds came from beside him. Two figures landed beside him. Looking at the man in black who was on the verge of death, surprise emerged on their faces.    

    

One had to admit that the face underneath the face cloth had brought shock to Ao Lingchen and the other two men.    

    

"It seems like the men in black who ambushed us on the way were also from Essence Sword Sect."    

    

The long spear violently smashed onto the ground. Suen Zhiming turned his head and looked at Ao Lingchen. A hoarse voice sounded out from his mouth, and a fierce aura swept across his body.    

    

He didn't expect that the destruction of the academy had something to do with the people of the Essence Sword Sect.    

    

"It should be related to some people." Ao Lingchen was deep in thought for a moment. He tapped his chin and looked around. Then he suddenly reached out his left hand and grabbed the man in black who was on his last breath on the ground. He sealed all the joints in his body.    

    

"Jingxue and Yiyun have been chasing Ximen Kuangtu for a while. Let's go find them."    

    

Ao Lingchen grabbed the man in black with one hand and flew towards the direction where Ximen Kuangtu had escaped.    

    

Ximen Kuangtu was only a Peak of Martial Spirit, even though he had already stepped into the Martial Sect Stage. After all, he wasn't a Martial Sect Stage. With Xia Jingxue and Mo Yiyun's cultivation base, it was almost impossible for them to encounter any danger. However, it had been a long time since they came back. Ao Lingchen was also a little worried.    

    

The three of them ran as fast as they could, chasing after the traces left behind by the two girls. Soon, they discovered that these traces were pointing towards the Ximen family.    

    

It seemed like Ximen Kuangtu's last choice in a time of crisis was to escape back to the Ximen family.    

    

With a guess in mind, Ao Lingchen and the other two didn't make any guesses. They ran as fast as they could, heading straight for the Ximen family.    

    

When they arrived near the Ximen family, as expected, the collapsed houses ahead of them let out shrill cries, confirming Ao Lingchen's guess.    

    

"Let's go!"    

    

The miserable screams made Ao Lingchen frown slightly. Immediately, he turned into a shooting star and flew towards the Ximen family.    

    

The starlight flashed and arrived. Ao Lingchen grabbed the man in black and hovered in the sky, looking down.    

    

Right now, the Ximen family was like the Ye family, reduced to ruins. Corpses were strewn all over the place, and it was a complete mess.    

    

On top of the messy ruins, Mo Yiyun tightly held onto her red silk to protect the side. Xia Jingxue was waving two long whips in her hands and ruthlessly beating the Ximen Country, who was powerless to fight back. A miserable cry was emitted from the latter's mouth.    

    

Looking down from above, Ao Lingchen could clearly see more than ten corpses lying on the ground in front of Xia Jingxue. It seemed that there were some old acquaintances among them.    

    

With a hurried glance, Ao Lingchen could clearly see the faces of the corpses on the ground. They were all the elders of the Ximen family. For example, the Great Elder Ximen Yuan, the Second Elder Ximen Tang, and the Sixth Elder Ximen Rong. The Eighth Elder, Ximen Sheng. All of them were present, but they had all died on the spot.    

    

"Da!"    

    

With a light sound of landing, Ao Lingchen, Suen Zhiming, and Su Ningxue landed beside Mo Yiyun.    

    

"Let her vent."    

    

Just as Ao Lingchen wanted to stop Xia Jingxue from going crazy, a lily-white hand grabbed his arm. Mo Yiyun shook her head at him.    

    

"Sigh!"    

    

Sighing, Ao Lingchen casually threw the man in black onto the ground and looked forward with a complicated expression.    

    

He could clearly feel Xia Jingxue's current mood. Back then, his father was also like this and did not know whether he was still alive or dead. This kind of feeling really made one suffocate. If he could not vent it out well... If he could not vent the suppressed emotions in his heart, it would only hurt himself in the end.    

    

"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell!"    

    

Xia Jingxue crazily swung the Purple Whip in her hand. She fiercely whipped Ximen Kuangtu who did not have the strength to fight back and could not even stand steadily. It was as if she wanted to beat him into a pile of rotten meat.    

    

With every swing of the Purple Whip, the Ximen Country screamed like a pig being slaughtered.    

    

Slowly, the blood-curdling scream disappeared. Ximen Kuangtu's entire body was covered in blood. He laid on the ground with his eyes protruding out. His face was filled with fear.    

    

The fierce and powerful whip hit his body, leaving only the crisp sound of the whip hitting him.    

    

He was dead. Under Xia Jingxue's crazy whip, Ximen Kuangtu walked to the Yellow Spring Road.    

    

"Argh! Argh! Die, die!"    

    

Xia Jingxue did not seem to see Ximen Kuangtu die of anger. She roared madly and waved her whip crazily.    

    

"Hu!"    

    

A gust of wild wind passed by and Ao Lingchen suddenly appeared in front of Xia Jingxue. His hands suddenly grabbed the two long whips that she was about to swing. A vigorous force of nature passed through his body and pounced over the latter's body.    

    

"He is dead. He is fine. He is fine!"    

    

Ao Lingchen urged the force of nature to rush towards Xia Jingxue's face. He hurriedly opened his mouth and tried to pull her back from her crazy mood.    

    

Although Ximen Kuangtu had committed a grave crime and deserved to die ten thousand times, even if he was whipped to death, Ao Lingchen didn't want Xia Jingxue to do such a thing.    

    

"Dead?"    

    

Both of her hands were held tightly. Xia Jingxue stared blankly at the familiar face in front of her. Her eyes were red and tears fell uncontrollably as she muttered to herself.    

    

The destruction of the academy and the suspected death of her father, this was too much of a blow to Xia Jingxue and made her unable to control her emotions.    

    

"It's alright, it's alright. Everything is in the past!"    

    

Looking at the pair of red and teary eyes in front of him, Ao Lingchen felt a wave of pain in his heart. He waved his hands in front of him and pulled the trembling figure into his embrace.    

    

The three people at the side subconsciously turned their heads, and they couldn't bear to watch the tragic scene in front of them.    

    

"That."    

    

A timid voice echoed in the silent ruins, breaking the sad atmosphere.