Hell Emperor.

Chapter 550 Shen Qingge - Sword Scar
The edge of the North Sea.

At the end of the coast, a steep cliff rises from the ground, like a giant sword piercing the sky upside down. It is thousands of feet high and penetrates deep into the sea of ​​clouds. Ordinary seabirds break their wings and fall when they fly to the mountainside. Looking closely, there are countless sword auras surrounding the cliff, and only immortals can set foot on it.

Under the cliff, whenever mortals mentioned this place, there was awe in their eyes. The mountain that looked like a giant sword was called Duantian Peak, and it was the location of the Beiming Sword Sect.

Under the leadership of the sect's sword-master elder, Shen Qingge and Su Miao also flew here.

Looking up, one can see that the buildings inside the gate are made of black iron without a single brick or tile. Everywhere nearby are ancient bronze swords nailed to the ground, like beacons. On the swords are engraved majestic words such as "slay demons", "punish evil", and "defend the way". The swords exude a sword intent that soars into the sky, which is enough to show that this sect is extraordinary.

Seeing this scene, Shen Qingge couldn't help but nod secretly. If the Solitary Luan Peak of the Xuannv Sect exudes the coldness and deathly silence that is close to the way of heaven, then the Duantian Peak of the Beiming Sword Sect exudes a vigorous fighting spirit that wants to compete with the heaven. It is a rare and famous mountain and treasure land.

However, compared with this famous mountain, the disciples of the Sword Sect have lost the spirit of asking the heaven and wiping the sword. They all look listless. Some disciples have frowned brows and are full of worries. They even don't bother to look at the road when walking and bump into people next to them.

Su Miao retracted her gaze: "Is this the Bei Ming Sword Sect? In this continent, it is considered a first-rate sect. Unfortunately, compared with the Xuan Nu Sect, it is still far inferior."

Shen Qingge had a keen eye and saw more: "I see that the disciples of the Sword Sect look depressed and uneasy. If this continues, I'm afraid it won't be long before the morale of the sect will be weakened..."

At the side, the Sword Immortal Elder who led the two people here sighed:
"It's all the fault of the monster in the Ten Thousand Snake Cave! Not only has the gate-guarding item been stolen by the monster, but even the master of the Ten Thousand Snake Cave has come here in person. The elders of the sect intend to eliminate the monsters and defend the way, but they are not strong enough and are no match for the master of the cave. The loss is heavy. How can we reassure the disciples?"

Su Miao seemed to remember something and reminded, "By the way, didn't you say there were sword marks left by the descendants of Xuan Nu in the past? Why don't you take us there to have a look?"

Although Su Miao and Shen Qingge claimed to be the descendants of Xuan Nu, it was only their own words after all. On the way back, the elder also sent people to investigate and verified that what they said was true, and then he said:

"The sword marks were left by the descendants of Xuannu, so it makes sense to take you to see them. However, since the demons in the Ten Thousand Snake Cave stole the key to the forbidden area, we can only stay outside and observe, and we can't go deep inside."

Led by the elder, everyone flew towards the top of Tongtian Peak. The closer they got, the stronger the sword pressure from the front became. If they forced their way closer, even their skin would be cut by the sharp sword energy. In the end, everyone could only stop a hundred feet away from the top of the peak.

"How can this sword pressure be so powerful?"

Su Miao gritted her teeth. Not to mention that she could use her immortal body to resist, even if she could cross the Taixu spirit boat to get here, she would be torn apart by the sword intent.

Shen Qingge also seemed a little exhausted, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

The sword marks that have been left for who knows how many hundreds of years alone carry such tremendous sword pressure. I wonder how powerful the descendant of Xuannv who left these sword marks is.

Without the key to the forbidden area, a distance of a hundred feet is already the limit that everyone can reach. If they continue to move forward, their lives will be in danger.

Shen Qingge looked up and could faintly see a shocking sword mark that cut through the top of the mountain. The supreme pressure emanating from it made her quite insightful. After comprehending it carefully, she felt that her attainments in the way of the sword had improved.

After realizing this, everyone moved away from the frightening sword marks and returned to a safe place. Su Miao said with emotion:
"Are you sure that the sword mark was left by the descendant of Xuannu? In addition to the sword mark, did she leave anything else here?"

The elder nodded and said, "According to the research of the supreme elder of the sect, the one who left this sword mark was the descendant of Xuannv, who is called Fairy Beichen. But for some reason, the other people in Xuannv sect do not admit this statement."

"Fairy Beichen?"

Shen Qingge and Su Miao looked at each other, and both saw the confusion in each other's eyes. Shen Qingge spoke up, "According to the records in the ancestors' books, among the descendants of Xuannv, there is no immortal named Beichen."

The elder was also a little confused: "But that's what the Grand Elder said. Could it be that this sword mark was not left by the descendant of Xuannv, but by someone else?"

Su Miao spoke slowly, "There are so many fairies with outstanding talents in the world. It's not only the descendants of Xuannv who can leave such sword marks. The Fairy Beichen you mentioned is not from Xuannv's sect at all."

After a pause, Su Miao couldn't help but curl her lips: "I was wondering why I had never heard of the connection between Xuannv Sect and Beiming Sword Sect. It's just your wishful thinking. You are using the title of Xuannv's descendant to build momentum for your sect. Of course, the ancestor of the sect won't recognize you!"

The elder was slightly embarrassed. In front of the true descendant of Xuannv, Jianhen's origins finally came to light, but the result made him quite disappointed:
"No matter what, this sword mark is the foundation of the Beiming Sword Sect. Even if the Fairy Beichen who left the sword mark is not the descendant of Xuannv, the significance of the sword mark to the Beiming Sword Sect cannot be denied. Back then, the talented sword-cultivating disciples in the sect could climb to the top of Broken Sky Peak every day under the leadership of the sect master to comprehend the secrets of the sword mark. Now that they have lost the key to move forward and cannot resist the supreme pressure in the sword mark, they can only look at it from a distance of hundreds of feet. It's a pity..."

After figuring out the origin of the sword mark, Shen Qingge was still somewhat concerned about the power contained in the sword mark:

"The key? What on earth is it that can help the disciples of the sect resist the overwhelming pressure from the sword marks?"

The elder did not hide anything and answered truthfully: "That was the sword used by Fairy Beichen in the past, named Guiming Sword. Only this sword could withstand the pressure from the sword mark, but it is a pity that it is gone now."

"pity……"

Shen Qingge was a little disappointed. Perhaps it was because of her practice of swordsmanship. The power in the sword marks had an inexplicable attraction to her. She couldn't help but want to go to the top of Duantian Peak to take in the full picture of the sword marks and comprehend the mysteries contained therein. Perhaps she would gain a lot. Unfortunately, she lacked the key to move forward and could only stop and sigh.

When everyone stopped, there was a sudden strong shock under their feet. The whole Duantian Peak began to produce a terrible power like an earthquake. Hundreds of years old rocks fell down, rumbling along the way. The earth opened up a bottomless crack, swallowing countless unsuspecting disciples. Screams were heard everywhere.

"what happened……"

Su Miao looked around vigilantly. The sudden change at Duantian Peak would not happen without reason. There must be someone behind it.

The elder's face turned pale, and he had a bad feeling in his heart: "Not good... It's the people from the Ten Thousand Snake Cave. They must be here! They not only attacked and killed the disciples of the Sword Sect, but now they don't even let go of others. What exactly do they want to do?"

Everyone rushed to the mountain gate. From afar they heard the sound of metal clashing and the wailing of disciples, which conveyed a bad message.

In the chaotic battlefield, countless strong and long snakes danced around with great power. Their scales could not even be cut through by sharp blades, causing tragic casualties to the nearby Sword Sect disciples.

Seeing this scene, Shen Qingge's cold eyes flashed with sternness. As a righteous person, she naturally couldn't watch the Sword Sect being slaughtered by the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave. As her mind moved, the Guichen Sword Box suddenly opened, and countless small flying swords came out in a stream, accurately piercing the fierce snakes. The flying swords were attached with the power of the Xuannv Sutra, and no matter how thick the scales on the snakes were, they would be easily broken.

The flying swords fell like raindrops, piercing the long snakes into hedgehogs, instantly relieving the pressure on the nearby Sword Sect disciples and saving many disciples who were struggling to hold on. Even their eyes were filled with a bit more gratitude and admiration.

"Why did the poisonous snakes from the Ten Thousand Snake Cave appear here?"

After repelling the enemy's attack, the elder looked anxious. He quickly pulled over the gatekeeper disciple who looked the calmest and asked quickly.

The disciple was anxious and told everything: "Not only those poisonous snakes came, but also the master of the Ten Thousand Snake Cave..."

"What..." Upon hearing the news of the arrival of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Snake Cave, the elders felt uneasy. Things seemed to be heading for the worst. "What is the Lord doing here? Where is he now?"

The disciple swallowed tremblingly: "Before being entangled by the long snake, I seemed to see the cave master heading towards the Zhenghe Hall..."

"Zhenghe Hall? This is bad..."

The elder was horrified. When he thought about what might happen, his face completely lost all color and he could hardly even stand.

Su Miao frowned and said, "Calm down, what is this Zhenghe Hall?"

"That is the hall where the sect master usually practices. The Lord of the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave came here with the intention of attacking the sect master and destroying the Sword Sect. Everything is over this time!" The elder stomped his feet hard, completely panicking.

Shen Qingge's eyes were firm: "It's too early to give up now. To be the leader of a sect, his strength cannot be that weak. I believe that with the strength of the Sword Sect's leader, even if he cannot defeat the Ten Thousand Snake Cave Master, he can at least hold on until the reinforcements arrive. It's too early to give up now."

The elder nodded repeatedly as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, "That's right... The sect master's attainments in swordsmanship are extraordinary, and his realm has even reached the peak of the sixth level. He can definitely fight back and forth with the master of the Ten Thousand Snake Cave. Even if he can't win, he can at least hold out for a while. Let's go support the sect master now to prevent him from being attacked from both sides!"

After making the decision, everyone did not dare to hesitate and immediately set off for Zhenghe Hall.

On the way, the group also met several other elders. After they got together and understood the situation, they joined the team heading to Zhenghe Hall.

After all, Duantian Peak is the territory of the Sword Sect. Although the surprise attack on the Ten Thousand Snake Cave caught everyone off guard, when everyone came to their senses and regrouped, they were able to organize a counterattack.

Finally arriving at the Zhenghe Palace, standing in front of the heavy palace door, Su Miao couldn't help but frowned:
"The situation is different from what I thought. Why is there no sound of fighting in the hall? Logically speaking, when immortals of the sixth or seventh level fight, the might must be earth-shattering. Could it be that the leader of the Sword Sect is not here?"

The heavy basalt door blocked everyone's perception and detection. No one could see the situation inside through the thick door.

Su Miao's words also reminded everyone that one elder was impatient and wanted to know where the sect leader had gone. He flew forward and pushed the door open with force, but soon the scene in front of him made everyone hold their breath and widen their eyes.

In the main hall, in front of the tablet of the founder of the Sword Sect, a man was facing away from everyone. At his feet lay a headless corpse, with a long black snake wrapped around his wrist. The snake had its bloody mouth wide open, swallowing something whole. Looking closely, what the snake was swallowing was clearly a bleeding human head with a horrified face.

"metropolitan!"

The elders recognized the identity of the head and their eyes were bloodshot. If looks could kill, that man would have died countless times.

"How dare you do such a cruel thing to the Sect Master? We must avenge the Sect Master!"

A white-bearded elder was enraged. He roared and swung his sword forward. The sword light flashed with a dazzling cold light like a meteor, accurately locking the direction where the man might escape.

Even Shen Qingge couldn't help but cheer in her heart when she saw this move. If she were to deal with it herself, she would probably not be able to escape safely from this sword.

"ridiculous."

The only response to the white-bearded elder was the man's cold whisper. The pressure from the seventh level realm exploded, making it impossible for the elder to even hold his sword steady. His whole body seemed to be filled with lead, without any power at all.

The white-bearded elder gritted his teeth and thrust out with his sword. How could he turn back? Even though a bad premonition was spreading in his heart, he did not choose to withdraw his attack and flee. Instead, he thrust harder and thrust his sword again.

Unfortunately, a black shadow passed by and interrupted the white-bearded elder's movements. A warm fountain of blood rushed into the sky and his head disappeared.

Everyone's horrified eyes fell on a long black snake. In its open bloody mouth was the head of the white-bearded elder.

What frightened everyone even more was yet to come. As the white-bearded elder's head entered the snake's stomach, strange changes began to occur all over the snake's body. The original snake head kept twisting, and the scales faded away little by little, and then evolved into the appearance of a human face. The human face kept changing, sometimes revealing the appearance of the sect leader, and sometimes revealing the appearance of the white-bearded elder, and vague murmurs came out of its mouth from time to time.

"help me……"

"This...what kind of magic is this?"

After listening carefully, they finally understood the meaning of the vague words. The elders were horrified. The strength of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Snake Cave was so terrifying. Not only did the sect leader die in his hands, but even the magic he mastered was so evil that it seemed that the souls of those who died in his hands would be tortured forever!

"This is bad..."

Facing the Lord of the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave, Su Miao's face was stiff, and she felt that something was not good in her heart. The crushing realm made her not even have the courage to fight him, and she just wanted to escape as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)