Supreme Cultivation Master

Ye Fan said disdainfully, "Do you think you can finish me off like this? You’re too naive. Never mind the two of you—even if the number of enemies doubled, I still wouldn’t be afraid!"

"Sword of Slaughter!"

Ye Fan charged at the Blood Demon Ancestor with the Sword of Slaughter. In a single strike, the Ancestor’s Blood Demon Saber was pulverized, and Ye Fan’s sword struck him.

The Left Protector attacked from behind but was met with a punch from Ye Fan. The Dragon Emperor’s Power swept out, and the Left Protector could not withstand it, crashing violently into the mountain.

The two gasped in shock, especially the Left Protector. He knew Ye Fan was strong, even terrifyingly so, which was why he had teamed up with the Blood Demon Ancestor. In his calculations, joining forces with the Blood Demon Ancestor should have made capturing Ye Fan a simple matter. To his dismay, they were defeated in the very first exchange.

"You were holding back your strength!" the Left Protector exclaimed in horror.

Ye Fan sneered, "Why would I need my true power to deal with you?"

He lunged with his sword, and the two quickly threw up their defenses. At this point, they didn’t dare to attack, only defend passively.

BANG!

After another blow, the two were sent flying again. Ye Fan was simply toying with them. Although they were all Subcestors, there were different tiers of power among them. He had killed the Gun God, who was on the verge of breaking through to the Ancestor Realm, so slaughtering these two was no challenge at all.

For this reason, Ye Fan changed his movement technique and rushed toward the more powerful Blood Demon Ancestor, who used his Blood Demon Technique to meet him in a final, desperate confrontation.

"Vast Seas to Mulberry Fields!" Ye Fan roared.

He activated the technique he once used to slay two others. As the power of Vast Seas to Mulberry Fields flared to life once more, the forces of the four seasons, of time, and of autumn’s melancholy converged, filling the air with immense despair and horror.

At that moment, Ye Fan raised his sword. With a single slash, the once-unassailable Blood Demon Ancestor died in utter shock, his head tumbling to the ground.

The sight made one gasp in astonishment.

"Your turn," Ye Fan said coldly, not even glancing at the fallen Blood Demon Ancestor, whom he had never considered a real opponent.

The Left Protector’s legs trembled. He had never imagined Ye Fan could possess such horrifying power. The mighty Blood Demon Ancestor hadn’t even lasted a single round against him.

Swallowing nervously, the Left Protector turned to flee, unleashing his Life Force to power his escape into the dark forest.

Deep within the woods, the Left Protector finally sighed in relief. He had already fled for hundreds of miles. He knew that no matter how fast Ye Fan was, he couldn’t possibly catch someone burning their own Life Force.

He muttered, "Damn it, that guy is no simple character. Even with the Blood Demon Sect’s power, we couldn’t kill him. It seems I’ll have to rely on Chongyang Prefecture now."

The Left Protector couldn’t have imagined that the Blood Demon Ancestor would be defeated so miserably. The Ancestor was a renowned expert who had made his name long ago. But after just one strike, the moment he fell, all of the Left Protector’s courage had vanished.

He had just taken a single step forward when a dark figure emerged from the shadows of the forest ahead.

"It’s you!" he cried out in shock.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, an invisible Sword Qi shot forward, severing his head from his shoulders.

It was Ye Fan. He sheathed his Yuanhong Sword, picked up the Left Protector’s head, and vanished into the night.

This was Ye Fan’s style: silent assassination.

「Meanwhile, the Purple Elixir Sect and the Blood Demon Sect had already begun their fierce battle.」

The Purple Elixir Hall Master had joined forces with two Great Elders of the Purple Elixir Sect to fight the Blood Demon Sect. However, under the relentless assault, one of the two Great Elders was killed. The Purple Elixir Hall Master herself was in a dire state, heavily injured and gasping for breath, trapped within the sect headquarters.

The surviving elder approached her. "Purple Elixir, why hasn’t your master emerged from seclusion yet? She’s been in seclusion for a hundred years! If she doesn’t act now, our Purple Elixir Sect is truly doomed."

Everyone looked expectantly at the Purple Elixir Hall Master. At a time like this, only the Sect Hierarch’s personal intervention could turn the tide. If she didn’t emerge now, they would lose any chance to salvage the situation.

Just then, the Purple Elixir Hall Master let out a troubled sigh. No one understood what she meant.

"I am sorry, everyone," she said. "I have hidden something from you all for a whole century!"

"What?"

The crowd was shocked, confused by her words. The Purple Elixir Hall Master continued, "The truth is, Master passed away a hundred years ago."

An uproar swept through the crowd. The news was utterly devastating. The entire Purple Elixir Sect lost all confidence in an instant. No wonder the sect had felt so strange for the past century. Their Sect Hierarch was already dead.

The Purple Elixir Hall Master raised her voice. "Although our master has passed on, the Purple Elixir Sect still has us! We must pull ourselves together! As long as the two protectors slay the Blood Demon Ancestor, they will return and help us fight the Blood Demon Sect. Our sect still has a chance to rise again!"

But her words were met with terrified silence, as expressions of utter despair appeared on every face.

The Purple Elixir Hall Master knew all was lost. At this crucial moment, no one in the sect was setting an example; their morale had hit rock bottom. Even the last remaining elder was already thinking of how to escape.

She turned to Little Rou and Xiao Lian. "You two have received the true teachings of the Right Protector. I will cover for you so you can escape. The future of the Purple Elixir Sect rests on your shoulders."

"Hall Master!" the two women cried, looking at her with emotion. They never expected their usually cold and ruthless leader to help them escape.

The Purple Elixir Hall Master said to them, "I was wrong in how I treated you before. At this moment of life and death, I’ve come to see some things clearly. You must find the Right Protector. Only he can protect you!"

"We will fight to the death with you, Hall Master!" the two women declared at once.

But the Purple Elixir Hall Master knelt before them. "Can’t you just grant my request?"

"Hall Master, please get up!" the sisters pleaded, deeply moved.

When they were very young, their parents had died in a conflict between sects. It was the Purple Elixir Hall Master who had taken them in and taught them martial arts, allowing them to survive to this day.

"I won’t get up until you agree!" the Hall Master insisted.

"Hall Master, we agree!" the two women choked out, their voices thick with emotion.

"Good," the Purple Elixir Hall Master said, rising to her feet. "From this day forward, you are the Hierarchs of the Purple Elixir Sect! The others have lost all fighting spirit and will only try to save themselves. When the chaos starts, I’ll cover your escape. You must live on!"

Crying, the two women promised her they would.

Just then, a commotion erupted outside the door. "Oh no, the Blood Demon Sect is attacking!" someone cried out, and the hall instantly descended into panic.

The Purple Elixir Hall Master shouted, "Listen to me! You’ve all lost your will to fight, but they’re going to slaughter us anyway! Why not fight them now? Since we have to die, we might as well die in a blaze of glory!"

But the crowd remained devoid of fighting spirit.

Just then, a voice rang out. "There’s no need to be so pessimistic. And no need to die in a blaze of glory, either."