Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 151, The Ancestor

The martial artists on the ship rushed out of their rooms and looked across the spaceship. There, numerous small spacecraft floated in the sky. On each one stood a fierce warrior wearing a red scarf, densely packed, with at least a hundred ships.

Among them, the three ships at the forefront were the most striking. Whether in size or in luxury, they far surpassed the other spacecraft. Each of the three ships had a figure standing on it, exuding a fierce and murderous aura.

"Bastards from the Beihua Sect, come out quickly!"

On the most luxurious of the three ships, a middle-aged man in a black robe stood in the center. His eyes were sullen, with a faint black glow that seemed to devour the space, and a half-smiling expression appeared at the corner of his mouth.

On the left was a rough-looking man with particularly long temples and a beard that spread out from both sides. His arms were as thick as trees, and it was he who had just shouted those curses.

On the right was a beautiful woman with a fiery figure, a slender snake-like waist, and seductive eyes that seemed to drip with water.

The strength of these three was formidable, with an aura as vast as the sea. Above their heads, Yun Hai churned, cleansing everything below.

"I didn’t expect the three leaders of the Red Scarf Pirates to come today!"

An elder voice sounded, and from the top of the spaceship flew out a grey-robed elder. His robe fluttered, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

It was the Third Elder of the Beihua Sect, Yuchi Yan.

Chu Ming stood on the deck of the ship, quietly observing the situation. The small spacecraft of the Red Scarf Pirates could not fly for long distances and had to land and rest after a certain period, or they would risk crashing. So, in the long run, the Beihua Sect would win.

However, the three leaders of the Red Scarf Pirates were all martial artists of the Ninth Layer of True Dao. The black-robed middle-aged man at the helm was even at the pinnacle of True Dao, not weaker than Yuchi Yan.

"Hand over all your wealth, or else....."

"Or else what?"

The black-robed middle-aged man was about to utter his threat when a sudden voice interrupted him. The voice was old but powerful. The scene suddenly fell silent, and a black figure slowly walked out from a room on the ship. As he moved, the space seemed to undergo subtle changes.

Swish, swish, swish!

Everyone was shocked. No one had expected that someone would dare to confront the Red Scarf Pirates at this time. Instantly, that black figure became the focus of the scene, attracting everyone’s attention.

Chu Ming frowned because the one who spoke was the black-clad man wearing a bamboo hat he had seen at the inn.

"Who are you?!"

The leader of the Red Scarf Pirates flashed a trace of horror in his eyes, his body slightly trembling, because he realized that the surrounding space had been completely sealed off. Leaving would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

"You’ve killed so many of my sect’s disciples, and still you ask who I am?"

The black-clad man gently removed his bamboo hat, revealing an old face, devoid of emotion. His eyes were deep and serene, with no disturbance, his wrinkled face like the folds of a withered tree. His ears were exceptionally large, as if they could hear the incoming wind.

"Are you from the Beihua Sect?"

The leader of the Red Scarf Pirates tried to maintain his composure and asked. freёwebnoѵel.com

"Patriarch!"

At this moment, the Third Elder of the Beihua Sect, Yuchi Yan, stepped forward respectfully and addressed the elder, simultaneously providing the leader of the Red Scarf Pirates with the answer.

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked. No one expected that a patriarch of the Beihua Sect, a powerful figure of the Guiyuan Realm, would be hidden on the spaceship.

Even Chu Ming was shocked. He had never expected that the mysterious man from the inn was the patriarch of the Beihua Sect, a mighty figure of the Guiyuan Realm.

"Impossible! With the Black Water Sect’s patriarch blocking the way, you cannot possibly pass through the Life and Death Gorge!!"

The leader of the Red Scarf Pirates roared in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock.

The Beihua Sect patriarch did not speak. He lightly drew a finger in the sky, and a brilliant five-colored light emerged from his fingertip. The space fell silent, and the passage of time seemed to change.

"Void Sword Intent!"

Chu Ming’s eyes trembled. He had seen the man in white use the Void Sword Technique in the Palace of Heritage. The intent contained therein was exactly the same, although the patriarch of the Beihua Sect’s understanding of the Void Sword Intent was far inferior to that of the man in white.

Even so, killing the Red Scarf Pirates in front of him was as easy as slaughtering dogs.

Swish, swish, swish.....

The people on the ship couldn’t see the scene clearly; they only saw blood arrows shooting from the necks of the Red Scarf Pirates. The small spacecraft in the sky quickly fell one by one.

In the blink of an eye, only the three leaders of the Red Scarf Pirates were left struggling in the air.

"No!!!"

Despair appeared in the eyes of the black-robed middle-aged man, who roared in agony.

The Beihua Sect patriarch acted as if he heard nothing, lightly drew his finger in the sky again, and the time-space taboo quieted all.

The bodies of the three leaders of the Red Scarf Pirates shattered and fell from the sky, leaving no bones behind.

Whew!

No one on the spaceship dared to breathe heavily, fearing to anger the Beihua Sect patriarch before them.

"Proceed!"

The elder turned his head and instructed Yuchi Yan. In a flash, he disappeared from the ship’s deck. It was only then that everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the aura of a Guiyuan Realm expert was too overwhelming, making it hard for them to breathe.

After the elder disappeared, everyone’s eyes flashed with excitement. To witness a Guiyuan Realm expert in action was a rare sight. Groups of three and two began discussing the scene they had just witnessed.

With only two moves, the patriarch of the Guiyuan Realm had uprooted the arrogant Red Scarf Pirates, demonstrating his might to everyone.

Chu Ming glanced at the room on top of the ship, then shrunk his body back to his own room. He closed the door and entered a cultivation state.

At this moment, the spaceship had reached the center of the Life and Death Gorge. A peculiar magnetic field emanated around them. Rather than a magnetic field, it was more like an intent, but it was rare for an intent that had persisted for so long without dissipating.

Many martial artists came out of their rooms to stand on the deck of the ship, closing their eyes to feel the intent emanating from the Life and Death Gorge, hoping to gain some insight.

However, all were in vain, and some even vomited blood and fell into a sluggish state.

"The power of the Life and Death Realm is truly unimaginable!"

In the room at the top of the ship, the patriarch of the Beihua Sect looked at the Life and Death Gorge below and couldn’t help but sigh, a trace of fervor flashing in his eyes.

Over the years, countless people had ventured into the Life and Death Gorge in search of opportunities, but those who ventured within ten miles of the gorge’s perimeter were overwhelmed by the intent and met their end.