C808 Shadowheaven Lord

Because of the battle between the two of them, the dark clouds in the sky for thousands of miles disappeared without a trace. However, because the sword qi of the two of them was too powerful, sword marks appeared in the sky one after another. They didn't disappear for a long time, as if they were being plowed to the side.

However, the two of them had deliberately controlled their sword qi to not rush randomly, so the main hall of the Sword Sect below them was not affected.

Lee Zhuohua saw that the two of them would not be able to decide the victor in a short period of time. He was not worried that Little Sword Immortal would encounter any danger, so he walked into the main hall.

As he stepped into the main hall, he was greeted by a strong and pungent smell of blood, and then he saw bodies lying around in the hall. The bodies had not cooled down, and they had not been dead for very long, but each of them had an expression of disbelief on their faces.

Obviously, he did not expect that their sect master would kill them. Lee Zhuohua looked at the corpses and frowned slightly, because he found that there seemed to be something missing from the corpses.

What exactly was it? He squatted down and started to check the corpses.

The bodies here were all killed in one hit. They did not suffer any pain, but the blood in their bodies had disappeared too quickly.

Just as Lee Zhuohua was checking the corpses, a black shadow flashed across the main hall of Sword Sect and stood behind Lee Zhuohua.

"Hmm?" Lee Zhuohua frowned as he quickly moved his body sideways.

At where he was just a moment ago, there was a Long Sword inserted at an angle. Lee Zhuohua saw this and thought to himself, What a close call! Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and following that, his face turned ice-cold. He raised his head and looked behind where he had just stood.

He was just in time to see an old man with a pale face standing there and sneering at Lee Zhuohua. Lee Zhuohua did not know this old man, but the other party wanted to kill him as soon as he came up, causing anger to surge in Lee Zhuohua's heart.

"Who are you?" Lee Zhuohua stared at him and asked.

The energy in his body had already started to accumulate. Although he could not see through this person's cultivation level, he did not feel that this old man was a simple person.

"Haha, what a pity." The old man did not pay attention to Lee Zhuohua's words. He glanced at the Long Sword that did not stab Lee Zhuohua and sneered.

Seeing this, Lee Zhuohua's heart became slightly heavy. He felt that perhaps the reason why the Sword Sect had become like this might have something to do with this person, but where did this person come from? Why was he here?

"You must be very confused. Why did Iti Ming become like this?" The old man looked at Lee Zhuohua and said.

"Is it you?" Lee Zhuohua asked tentatively.

The old man did not answer. He only smiled playfully, admitting it.

After obtaining the other party's tacit approval, Lee Zhuohua's heart moved slightly. His eyes rolled, trying to get some information out of the other party's mouth.

"The qi and blood in these corpses have all disappeared. It seems that they sacrificed their qi and blood to something. Can you tell me?" Lee Zhuohua looked at the other party vigilantly.

When the old man heard Lee Zhuohua's question, his brows slightly raised, and his face revealed a smile that was not a smile.

"Priest? No, this is a sacrifice. I know you want to know who I am, but there is no need for me to pretend to be mysterious. That's right, the reason why the Sword Sect has become like this is because of me, and the reason why Iti Ming killed these disciples of the Sword Sect is to exchange the sacrifice to the Supreme Divinity for an even more powerful strength. Look, he has already reached the peak of the Almighty." As the old man spoke, he gestured for Lee Zhuohua to look into the air.

Lee Zhuohua subconsciously raised his head and looked up. After sensing carefully, he realized that although Iti Ming's current realm was still at the middle stage of the Almighty, his strength had already reached its peak state due to the enhancement of the scarlet Qi, and Little Sword Immortal was also at a disadvantage.

Seeing this, Lee Zhuohua was shocked.

"It really is the power of faith." Lee Zhuohua turned his head and looked at the old man.

When the old man heard Lee Zhuohua's words, his expression changed slightly, as if he was surprised by Lee Zhuohua's words, but then he returned to his original state.

"Kid, how do you know this is the power of faith?" The old man carefully sized up Lee Zhuohua, wanting to see through him.

The moment Lee Zhuohua arrived at the Tongtian Peak, he had already sensed the aura that shrouded the Sword Sect. It was somewhat similar to the aura of the pearl of faith that Jee Yichuan had given him.

At the beginning, he was only guessing, but now, he was certain that this was the power of faith of the Moonlight Sect. It turned out that the internal strife of the Sword Sect had the shadow of the Moonlight Sect.

He never thought that the Moonlight Sect, which had always been in a low profile, would actually make a move against the Sword Sect, which was also a peak force.

Lee Zhuohua immediately understood, but he didn't answer the old man's question.

Seeing that Lee Zhuohua did not speak, the old man's face turned a little colder, but he seemed to have suddenly sensed something.

"Brat, I originally wanted to play with you, but now that I have something to attend to, I won't stay here for long. If you can deal with Iti, then it won't be too late to find me in the future. My name is Shadow Heavenly Monarch." After the old man finished speaking, his body turned into a black smoke and scattered away.

Lee Zhuohua did not expect the other party to leave so suddenly. From the conversation he had with the other party just now, Lee Zhuohua had already found out the real reason why the Sword Sect had become like this.

"Heavenly Monarch Shadow? Moonlight Sect." Lee Zhuohua narrowed his eyes and muttered.

Outside, Little Sword Immortal was still fighting fiercely with Iti. At first, Little Sword Immortal was still able to fight evenly with Iti, but as the battle progressed, the scarlet Qi around Iti Ming's body became more and more intense. His expression became more and more crazed, and his strength soared. Now, iti Ming was suppressing Little Sword Immortal.

But it wasn't that easy to decide.

Lee Zhuohua checked the surroundings in the hall and found that apart from the corpses of the disciples of the Sword Sect, there was nothing else here. The Shadow Heavenly Monarch did not leave any traces here.

However, Lee Zhuohua could tell from the blood on the ground that it wasn't just a simple sacrifice of the so-called Supreme Divinity that Iti Ming had killed them. He found that Iti Ming seemed to be searching for something through the source aura of these Sword Sect disciples.

But although the blood gathered together and pointed in one direction, Iti Ming did not go over to check.

Presumably, it was because of their arrival that the other party's actions were interrupted.

"What is he looking for?" Lee Zhuohua asked doubtfully.

After that, he followed the direction of the blood and arrived in front of a mural with a faceless elder engraved on it.

The old man engraved on the mural had a special charm. He held a black Long Sword in his hand and pointed it at a majestic mountain peak. If one looked carefully, they would find that it was the Tongtian Peak. However, the old man's face was completely blank, making people fantasize about him.

Lee Zhuohua curiously placed his palm on the mural.

"Crack."