Old Five is a Goose.

Chapter 737 The Purpose of Bai Ye

Mingcheng Jian had replaced Feng Jian in the battle, and the scene was not pretty.

At this moment, Mo Wuji finally understood why the sword cultivators of the Great Sword Sect were so arrogant. These guys' sword techniques were indeed powerful.

Wei Zidao, a Great Immortal Emperor, had honed himself in the Sword Prison for so long, yet he was only entangled with that Gui Jiancang, without even a clear advantage.

Similarly, Jian Mingcheng, in the mid-stage of the Immortal Emperor realm and a body refiner, couldn't gain an advantage against Feng Jian, who was only in the early stage of the Immortal Emperor realm.

If it weren't for Nie Chong'an, another mid-stage Immortal Emperor on their side, or if Yi Minghu wasn't away from the Great Sword Sect, their attempt to destroy the Great Sword Sect would have been a joke.

The foundation of Peaceful Brahma was still too weak. Mo Wuji felt anger towards Bai Ye's shamelessness, and his Immortal King domain expanded without limits. To break the balance and allow Peaceful Brahma to win quickly, he had to take action.

After the domain expanded, Mo Wuji opened his hand and shot out waves of lightning nets. The Half-Moon Heavy Halberd also transformed into a field of halberd light, bombarding the several quasi-Emperors and Immortal Reverends surrounding Nie Chong'an.

With Nie Chong'an's mid-stage Immortal Emperor strength, killing the quasi-Emperors of the Great Sword Sect should have been simple. However, several quasi-Emperors and top Immortal Reverends of the Great Sword Sect had formed a sword formation, trapping Nie Chong'an.

Unfortunately, that bastard Bai Ye had left. If Bai Ye hadn't left, this would have been the perfect time to harvest the lives of the other disciples of the Great Sword Sect.

The only one who seemed to have an advantage was Cha Rui. Cha Rui, with his quasi-Emperor strength, caused trouble for the Immortal Kings and Immortal Reverends who opposed him. Even Fei Ling and Su Zian, who had advanced to the late stage of Immortal Reverends, didn't have much of an advantage.

The previously entangled scene instantly changed after Mo Wuji's vortex domain joined the battle. With waves of lightning nets crashing down, the Great Sword Sect cultivators below the Immortal King realm had no power to resist.

Mo Wuji then drew an abstruse void mark to cover Feng Jian, and then threw a punch. Feng Jian and Jian Mingcheng had been evenly matched, and Mo Wuji's strength was far inferior to Feng Jian's. When Feng Jian and Jian Mingcheng were facing off, Mo Wuji suddenly gave Feng Jian a spatial imprisonment, followed by a Rift Domain Fist. Feng Jian immediately felt the pressure.

It was like a boat that couldn't handle more weight, or a load that couldn't bear another pound.

Mo Wuji's spatial imprisonment couldn't lock Feng Jian for even half a breath, and even Mo Wuji's punch was easily blocked by Feng Jian. However, this was enough for Jian Mingcheng. While Feng Jian was blocking Mo Wuji's Rift Domain Fist, his Nine-Faced Golden Mace finally tore through Feng Jian's domain and slammed into the center of Feng Jian's brow.

No matter how hard Feng Jian's head was, it was smashed by this Nine-Faced Golden Mace. Feng Jian's primordial spirit instantly overflowed, ready to flee.

Mo Wuji had been waiting on the side for a long time. He unleashed a lightning net, and a thick lightning sword directly pierced through Feng Jian's primordial spirit.

He couldn't defeat Immortal Emperors like Feng Jian, but his lightning sword was a nemesis killer for primordial spirits.

"Mingcheng, finish off the rest of the ants and then go help the Right Protector," Mo Wuji said, leaving behind a sentence after breaking the situation in a hurry. His figure flashed and disappeared into the depths of the Great Sword Sect.

He had delayed long enough, and he didn't want to be a tool for Bai Ye.

In just a few moments, Mo Wuji landed on the edge of the Great Sword Sect's main peak, near the Scripture Pavilion. Fortunately, the restrictions on the Scripture Pavilion were intact, indicating that Bai Ye wasn't there for the Scripture Pavilion.

Mo Wuji didn't immediately move the Scripture Pavilion. Instead, he grabbed dozens of array flags and set up another protective array outside the Scripture Pavilion, then rushed deeper into the sect. Generally, the Scripture Pavilion of an Immortal Sect was the most heavily defended place. Even though the Great Sword Sect was now empty, Mo Wuji didn't want to give Bai Ye more time because of the Scripture Pavilion.

As soon as he arrived at the Great Sword Sect's main hall, Mo Wuji raised his hand and drew several abstruse patterns.

A blurred shadow appeared in space, flashed by, and quickly fled in one direction.

Mo Wuji cursed Bai Ye, that old fox, in his heart. He had even erased the traces he had left along the way. If he hadn't mastered spatial array patterns and been an Immortal Array Grandmaster, coupled with his own understanding of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, he wouldn't have been able to discover even this blurry trace today.

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The scene was instantly reversed after Mo Wuji killed Feng Jian. Jian Mingcheng rushed into the sword formation, and the sword formation instantly collapsed. He and Nie Chong'an joined forces. In front of two mid-stage Immortal Emperors, and without the sword formation, the remaining quasi-Emperors, Immortal Reverends, Immortal Kings, and other sword cultivators were no different from ants.

The Great Sword Sect was indeed strong, but there was a limit. Sending a quasi-Immortal Reverend to deal with a mid-stage Immortal Emperor was something even Mo Wuji couldn't handle.

Everyone who had come here had been tortured to the point of death in the Great Sword Sect's Sword Prison. Now that they had the opportunity to take revenge, no one held back. After the balanced situation was broken, what remained was only slaughter.

When the Great Sword Sect cultivators below the Immortal Emperor realm were all killed, no matter how strong Gui Jiancang was, he couldn't face the siege of three Immortal Emperors. The Great Sword Sect had already been trapped by Mo Wuji's trapping array, and Gui Jiancang couldn't escape in a hurry. He could only face the fate of falling.

"Mingcheng, you and Chong'an go immediately to collect the Great Sword Sect's Scripture Pavilion and some Immortal Spirit herb resources. I'll go collect the various Immortal peaks. The rest of the Peaceful Brahma disciples, under Zian's leadership, will destroy everything that can be destroyed in the Great Sword Sect, and take away everything that can be taken away." Wei Zidao knew that the sooner the Great Sword Sect was destroyed, the better. Once other Immortal Sects found out, it would be a big trouble.

Once the Great Sword Sect was destroyed, people could say whatever they wanted. No one would dare to attack Peaceful Brahma Immortal Sect.

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The Great Sword Sect was vast and boundless. Mo Wuji chased urgently all the way. After more than an hour, he finally saw Bai Ye's figure on the underground stone steps of the Great Sword Peak.

Bai Ye walked and erased his tracks. However, Mo Wuji's Dao was created by himself. No matter how much he erased the spatial traces, he couldn't completely confuse Mo Wuji within an incense stick's time. Even when Mo Wuji's Storage Meridian's divine thought appeared around him, he still didn't know.

The stone steps under the Great Sword Peak were extremely long. Mo Wuji estimated that there were more than nine thousand steps.

Bai Ye seemed to have been here before. He was very familiar with the route and rushed past the steps as quickly as possible, landing in front of a huge stone door.

Reaching this place, Bai Ye seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He actually took out a key from his ring and inserted it into the keyhole of the stone door.

The stone door made a series of clicking sounds and slowly opened.

Two fist-sized night-luminescent pearls clearly illuminated a small stone hall. In the center of the stone hall was an altar. There were restrictions around the altar, and in the middle of the restrictions was a seemingly ordinary long sword. Because the restrictions blocked it, Mo Wuji's divine thought couldn't penetrate it.

Bai Ye turned around to close the stone door, but he opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at Mo Wuji standing by the stone door. For a long time, he couldn't understand how Mo Wuji had followed him here.

"Clap, clap!" Mo Wuji clapped twice and said lightly, "Bai Ye, your calculations are indeed superior. You handed over the people of the Great Sword Sect to our Peaceful Brahma, and then you came here to reap the benefits. We helped you block the disaster, and you came to make a fortune. High, really high."

Bai Ye looked at Mo Wuji awkwardly and said with a dry laugh, "Sect Leader Mo, don't misunderstand me. I brought Sect Leader Mo to destroy the Great Sword Sect..."

"So you're thanking me and want to give me this sword, right? And you were afraid that I would know in advance, so you wanted to give me a surprise, right?" Mo Wuji looked at Bai Ye with a smile, while preparing to attack.

This sword made Bai Ye risk injuries that hadn't fully recovered, and even risk being disgusted by himself, so it must be extraordinary.

"Ah..." Bai Ye let out a cry, feeling somewhat conflicted. If it was something else, he would have given it away, but this sword was no small matter.

He also didn't dare to fight Mo Wuji, because Mo Wuji's shadow was too powerful. Even if he could beat Mo Wuji, he wouldn't dare to attack. Mo Wuji was a body-refining expert with a divine body. Even if his cultivation was much higher than Mo Wuji's, he wouldn't be able to directly kill Mo Wuji in a short period of time.

As long as Mo Wuji could entangle him, Wei Zidao and the others would come in the next moment and beat Bai Ye into bone fragments. Moreover, he had always suspected that he was no match for Mo Wuji.

"Sect Leader Mo, there are many good places in the Great Sword Sect, and countless famous swords. I just like this sword. If Sect Leader Mo wants it..."

Before Bai Ye could finish speaking, Mo Wuji had already walked over, raised his hand to tear apart the restrictions, and with a wave of his hand, the sword on the altar had already been taken away by him.

Bai Ye's eyes were filled with longing and loss. He had suffered so much for this sword, but in the end, he didn't get it. When Mo Wuji took the long sword, he really wanted to attack, but his reason stopped him.

Bai Ye was different from others. Wei Zidao entered the Sword Prison because the Great Sword Sect took a liking to Wei Zidao's dojo. Su Zian and the others entered the Sword Prison because the Great Sword Sect wanted to destroy their Immortal Sects. The Great Sword Sect sent Bai Ye to the Sword Prison because Bai Ye wanted to steal this sword.

Therefore, among all the people who entered the Sword Prison, Bai Ye was the most deserving.

Bai Ye knew that once something was in Mo Wuji's hands, it would be even harder to get it back than ascending to heaven.

Wait, something's not right. Logically speaking, Mo Wuji shouldn't be able to take this sword so easily. The reason why this sword was hidden here was because no one in the Great Sword Sect could use it. How could Mo Wuji take it away so casually?

Could this sword be fake?

"Sect Leader Mo, can you let me see the sword you took?" Bai Ye looked at Mo Wuji with great eagerness.

Mo Wuji smiled coldly, "Bai Ye, don't rush to see the sword. We can settle some accounts first. We agreed before to deal with the Great Sword Sect together, but you left the Great Sword Sect to my Peaceful Brahma Immortal Sect and came here to make a fortune yourself. It seems that you were the first to violate the agreement of our cooperation."

"Sect Leader Mo, I was wrong before. I can tell Sect Leader Mo the origin of this sword. I only hope that Sect Leader Mo and Peaceful Brahma Immortal Sect are friends, not enemies." Bai Ye quickly sorted out the current situation. The sword had been taken away by Mo Wuji, and he couldn't snatch it back. If he offended Mo Wuji because of this, it would be a loss greater than the gain.