The moonlight was cold, and hundreds of flying swords glinted with chilling light, creating a truly awe-inspiring scene.
Seeing the flying swords in the air, Qiu Baiyi enthusiastically praised, "Uncle-Master's Ten Thousand Sword Art has reached the realm of perfection. To summon so many flying swords at will, I'm afraid even those old fellows hidden in the capital would not be Uncle-Master's match!"
The white-haired man ignored Qiu Baiyi's flattery and looked at Ye Ling, saying coldly, "Kid, this is my first move of the Ten Thousand Sword Art. If you can withstand this strike, you will be qualified to know my name."
Looking at the flying swords, a hint of amusement flashed in Ye Ling's eyes. He chuckled, "You think too highly of your own strength."
"My conversation with you was merely out of momentary interest; it does not mean you are qualified to show off your skills before me."
"Ten Thousand Sword Art, is it?"
Ye Ling sneered, grabbed the void, and condensed black demonic energy into a demonic sword in his hand.
Seeing Ye Ling form a sword from the wind, Qiu Baiyi's pupils contracted slightly!
"Let you brats, still wet behind the ears, know what true Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin is!"
Boom!
As Ye Ling's words fell, a vast amount of demonic energy surged from his body, shooting up into the sky and obscuring the sun and moon!
The cold full moon turned scarlet, and the surging demonic energy condensed in the air into a colossal demonic face. Ten thousand demonic swords formed, pointing directly at the white-haired man.
The hundreds of flying swords above the white-haired man now looked so pathetic!
"This, this..."
The white-haired man and Qiu Baiyi were both stunned, staring blankly at the ten thousand demonic swords in the sky, their minds blank.
This...
How shocking was it?
The two could not imagine...
Perhaps even ancient immortals were no more than this.
The white-haired man's sword-holding hand trembled incessantly. The flying swords above, deprived of his spiritual energy, dissipated one after another.
Clang!
The white jade flying swords fell to the ground. The white-haired man's face was filled with terror, his fighting spirit completely gone.
"No, impossible... this is impossible!"
Qiu Baiyi was bewildered, unable to believe what he was seeing. The ten thousand demonic swords and the terrifying demonic giant face had completely shattered his sanity!
He had no idea when he had provoked such a monster.
"Speaking of which, it is thanks to you all that I possess the power I do today."
Ye Ling took a step forward, and two demonic swords suspended in the air shot out, piercing the white-haired man's knees.
Thump!
The white-haired man knelt on the ground, his face contorted with pain, sweat pouring down his forehead.
"Junior has no idea where he has offended Senior... please enlighten Junior!"
The white-haired man dared not get up, looking at Ye Ling and asking with a trembling voice.
He knew very well that the strength Ye Ling was displaying now was above the eighth rank, possibly even the legendary ninth-rank Mortal Immortal, someone he could never contend with!
Ye Ling walked up to the white-haired man and asked indifferently, "What is your name?"
"Li, Li Wenjie..."
Li Wenjie endured the pain in his knees and said with a trembling voice.
He still couldn't understand how a mere Qiu Baiyi could have provoked such a Mortal Immortal!
Even the Tianyin Pavilion, which had stood in Yan Hua for two thousand years, now only had one eighth-rank anomaly within its ranks. Throughout Yan Hua's recorded history, Mortal Immortals had already ascended to immortality and departed three hundred years ago.
In the current era, neither martial arts inheritance nor spiritual energy concentration was sufficient to nurture a new Mortal Immortal.
Qiu Baiyi was also kneeling beside him, trembling. He lowered his head, not daring to look at Ye Ling, afraid that Ye Ling would remember his arrogant demeanor from earlier.
'What in the world is going on?'
'When did I provoke such a monster?'
Qiu Baiyi's mind was a mess, unable to comprehend what heinous act he had committed to attract such a great immortal!
Even though the Ghost Gate had committed countless evils, to those truly at the pinnacle of the world, capable of causing millions of deaths with a casual remark, the Ghost Gate was merely child's play, not worth their personal intervention.
With just a slight word from such figures, their subordinate orthodoxies could make the Ghost Gate vanish in an instant!
Looking at the two kneeling before him, Ye Ling asked indifferently, "Do you two remember the annihilation of the Ye family in Jiangcheng six years ago?"
Upon hearing Ye Ling's words, Li Wenjie and Qiu Baiyi's minds exploded with a "boom," and infinite fear surged within their hearts!
The Ye family of Jiangcheng six years ago...
They never expected that this Mortal Immortal before them would be related to the Ye family of Jiangcheng from six years ago!
Li Wenjie, suppressing his fear, mustered the courage to ask Ye Ling, "May I ask, Senior, what is your relationship with the Ye family of Jiangcheng?"
A hundred years ago, Ye Feng, a disciple of the Tianyin Pavilion, stole the pavilion's supreme treasure, the Heavenly Secret Diagram, and defected. He then went into hiding, leaving no trace.
Later, Qiu Baiyi accidentally discovered that Ye Shan of the Ye family in Jiangcheng possessed Ye Feng's inheritance. He then colluded with the Jiang family to harm the Ye family in search of the Heavenly Secret Diagram.
Unfortunately, the Ye family was annihilated. The disciples of the Ghost Gate searched the Ye family manor thoroughly but found no trace of the Heavenly Secret Diagram. Therefore, Qiu Baiyi believed that the Ye Shan family did not have the Heavenly Secret Diagram and gave up.
However, Qiu Baiyi could never have imagined that a mere ordinary family he had casually destroyed back then would be connected to a Mortal Immortal!
Seeing the reactions of Li Wenjie and Qiu Baiyi, Ye Ling knew that the annihilation of the Ye family was inextricably linked to the Tianyin Pavilion.
Without hesitation, a demonic sword from the sky stabbed down, directly piercing Qiu Baiyi's head.
Blood splattered!
Traces of demonic energy invaded Qiu Baiyi's mind, destroying his life while seizing his memories!
Li Wenjie, seeing the demonic sword embedded in Qiu Baiyi's forehead, trembled inwardly, his body drenched in sweat!
He was one of the most outstanding disciples of the Tianyin Pavilion, having roamed China for a century. He had once slaughtered an entire city alone, and even traveled overseas to challenge the heroes of empires, never suffering a single defeat!
Having roamed the world for a century, Li Wenjie had never tasted defeat, nor had he experienced fear.
At this very moment, Li Wenjie deeply understood... what fear tasted like.
Ye Ling's immense power made him feel a profound sense of powerlessness.
The demonic sword embedded in Qiu Baiyi's forehead vanished. Qiu Baiyi's body slowly collapsed to the ground. Blood flowed from his head, staining the ground and soaking his clothes.
"Ye Feng... Heavenly Secret Diagram..."
After seizing Qiu Baiyi's memories, Ye Ling gained some understanding of the grievances from that year.
However, Ye Ling did not expect that his father, Ye Shan, was also a fourth-rank anomaly.
Unfortunately, it was precisely Ye Shan's cultivation that brought disaster upon the Ye family, leading to their annihilation.
At the same time, Ye Ling obtained even more crucial information from Qiu Baiyi's memories!
His younger sister, Ye You, who had disappeared years ago, was abducted by Qiu Baiyi and eventually sent to the Tianyin Pavilion!
Learning the whereabouts of his sister was, in a way, a piece of uplifting news.
Ye Ling took a deep breath, calming his激动 emotions. The myriad demonic swords in the sky dissipated, and Ye Ling's aura returned to normal.
With his aura retracted, Ye Ling looked at Li Wenjie, who was trembling beside him, and asked, "Where is the Tianyin Pavilion?"