Chapter 770: Primordial God
The ‘mummy’ strode resolutely toward the Sword Sect’s residence. The disciples guarding the main gate of the Sword Sect immediately noticed the group and moved to intercept them.
However, the ‘mummy’ merely gestured lightly. The Sword Sect disciples, though formidable, suddenly collapsed to the ground like drunkards who had lost all strength, their bodies limp and powerless.
The ‘mummy’ and the others proceeded unhindered toward the secluded abode located on an island in the depths of Silent Lake.
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At the same time, a female disciple, Shin Koharu, stared at the hot spring pool before her, now dyed red with blood. Tears streamed down her face like broken pearls.
“Master, please... maybe you should stop cultivating!” She couldn’t hold it in any longer and dropped to her knees, pleading.
As the sole disciple of Ishihara Masami, the strongest Sword Saint in the history of the Sword Sect, Shin Koharu admired and respected her master deeply. She treated her like a cherished family member.
So, every time she saw her master’s injuries flare up, forcing her to suppress them by relying on the geothermal energy of Mount Hakutou, it felt like her heart was being torn apart. She wished she could take the pain in her master’s place.
Just what kind of cultivation technique was this? Every time her injuries acted up, countless pores across her master’s body would split open, and blood would stain the spring pool red.
It was as if all the blood in her body was being replaced. If not for her master’s exceptional cultivation and powerful life force, she would have died countless times over.
Splash.
The blood in the spring pool began to boil. Ishihara Masami slowly stepped out, ascending the stone steps. A deep gash had split open across her body. One particularly grievous wound across her chest and abdomen was wide enough to see her internal organs.