Supreme Sword God

Chapter 1194: Chapter 1193: Wandering Daoist, Xue Dingchuan’s Blessing!

Ten Thousand Islands Sect.

Disunity among the hearts.

The death of Wan Qianjue’s true body is akin to the mental pillar of the Ten Thousand Islands Sect collapsing.

Even though the Celestial Wind Emperor, Celestial Spirit Emperor, and Xue Dingchuan have returned with demigod strength, they still cannot stabilize people’s hearts.

At this moment.

The three demigods are gathered outside a secret chamber of the Ten Thousand Islands Sect.

”Lin Miaofeng, you have followed Wan Qianjue the longest, do you not know any secrets of this array? Or do you know them but pretend not to? Do you secretly want to help Wan Qianjue rise again!”

Lin Miaofeng is the name of the Celestial Wind Emperor.

Now that she is a demigod, of course, she cannot be addressed by the title of emperor anymore. She refers to herself as the Celestial Wind Supreme God!

The speaker is Su Linghai, who was once the Celestial Spirit Emperor, and now also claims the title of Celestial Spirit Supreme God.

Lin Miaofeng stared at Su Linghai and said, ”Wan Qianjue, such a cautious person, would not disclose the secret of the array that hides his true body and avatars to me.

As for my desire to help him rise again, that is even more unfounded. The day we destroyed half of Wan Qianjue’s avatars and then fled in battle, given Wan Qianjue’s temperament, if he rises again, the first he would kill is us!

Su Linghai, I warn you, watch your words, or else we might as well part ways completely!”

Nearby.

Xue Dingchuan laughed and said, ”Su Linghai, indeed your words were excessive. I believe Miaofeng harbors no remnants of hopeful thoughts towards Wan Qianjue. Right now, all three of us are in this together, only by uniting can we establish ourselves in the Celestial Burial Sea, otherwise, we’re all doomed!”

Although Xue Dingchuan spoke in support of Lin Miaofeng.

Lin Miaofeng’s gaze towards Xue Dingchuan was cold.

Xue Dingchuan, who was once renowned as the prodigy of Ten Thousand Islands Sect, was nothing but a humble ant before her.

Later, Xue Dingchuan stepped into the Realm of the Great Emperor in the God War Ruins but still had no opportunity to say much in front of Lin Miaofeng.

But now...

Xue Dingchuan also stepped into demigod status, disregarding any seniority. He directly called her Miaofeng, and additionally... Xue Dingchuan several times sought to dual-cultivate with her in recent days.

This is utterly shameless!

Xue Dingchuan looked at Lin Miaofeng with a smile and said, ”Miaofeng, think again, has Wan Qianjue ever revealed any clues? You know, although Wan Qianjue’s true body is destroyed, his avatars aren’t much different from the true body. There are still three avatars inside. If not removed, they will be an endless threat!”

Lin Miaofeng gritted her teeth and said, ”I truly don’t know!”

Just then.

”Boom!”

The array restriction in front of the trio suddenly resounded with thunderous noise.

Following that.

The array restriction suddenly dissipated.

The thick door of the secret chamber slowly opened.

A chilling wind swept out from within the secret chamber.

Even though the three outside were demigods.

Goosebumps formed on their skin, and uncontrolled fear sprouted in their hearts.

”Enter!”

An icy voice sounded from within the secret chamber.

Su Linghai, Lin Miaofeng, and Xue Dingchuan simultaneously turned to leave.

But in the next moment.

Their bodies were fixed in mid-air, unable to move.

An immensely terrifying force seized their bodies and dragged them into the secret chamber!

The three demigods fell to the ground.

Inside the secret chamber.

Three avatars of Wan Qianjue lay on three stone platforms, devoid of any aura or energy.

In the dark corner of the chamber.

A tattered, unkempt person sat on the ground.

This person’s eyes were a chilling white, and a sinister smile crept across a face covered in dirt.

”Three demigods, although drained of life by Wan Qianjue’s God Contract Technique, still have a few hundred years to live.”

The eerie old man in the shadows slowly spoke in a raspy voice, sounding like the friction of two throat bones.

”Who... who are you!”

Sweat-soaked Xue Dingchuan stammered.

”Who am I?”

The eerie old man sneered and said, ”You can call me the Wandering Daoist.”

”Wandering Daoist...” Xue Dingchuan hastily said, ”Senior, what do you need from us? If there’s anything senior requires our assistance with, just say it, we’ll do everything we can!”