The Reborn Pill Emperor

The disciples of the Netherworld Palace forced themselves to wipe away the blood at the corner of their mouths. Each of them stood up firmly. No one showed any signs of fear even in the face of the Aoyun Sect. Although they didn't dare to make the first move, they didn't back off at all.    

    

Looking at the disciples of the Netherworld Palace, the Great Palace Master waved his hand. The disciples of the Aoyun Sect behind him pounced on them like tigers and tigers. In less than ten minutes, cold corpses were left on the ground. None of the disciples of the Aoyun Sect were injured or killed.    

    

After all, the disciples brought by the Aoyun Sect this time were at least Eighth Rank of Qi Stage warriors, and the strongest amongst the dozen disciples of the Netherworld Palace was only a Seventh Rank of Qi Stage warrior. The rest of them were between the 5th and 6th level of the Qi Stage, and the Aoyun Sect had the advantage in numbers and momentum. Naturally, the battle had become a one-sided battle.    

    

The Head Palace Master furrowed his brows, because no one from the Netherworld Palace had arrived here even after the battle had ended. This didn't seem to be normal. "Let's go in. Everyone, be careful!"    

    

At this moment, everyone had also noticed that the Netherworld Palace's reaction didn't make sense. They had entered the Crimson Cloud Kingdom from their own group. The Netherworld Palace had been keeping a low profile until now, when the Aoyun Sect had arrived at their residence. The Netherworld Palace was still keeping a low profile, and it was difficult for people not to suspect that there was a conspiracy behind it.    

    

When the people of the Aoyun Sect arrived at the main hall of the Netherworld Palace, hundreds of disciples of the Netherworld Palace had already gathered there. The disciples of the Netherworld Palace looked panicked and helpless, as if they were anxiously waiting for something.    

    

"Call Zhuo Jiuyou out!" The tone of the main hall master was still full of disdain.    

    

The people of Netherworld Palace suddenly quieted down. The flow of people was like a river that had been cut open, naturally spreading to both sides. Three middle-aged men wearing the uniform of the elders of Netherworld Palace walked out, "Is that Palace Master Zhang from the Aoyun Sect?"    

    

"That's me. Who are you?" The Palace Chief glanced at the three men who had come out. Although they were around forty years old, all of them were at the First Rank of Spirit Stage. Although they could be considered to have extraordinary talent, it seemed like they weren't qualified to talk to him.    

    

Compared to the calmness of the First Palace Master, the faces of the three men from the Netherworld Palace were somewhat stiff. Just now, they had discovered that among the group of people from the Aoyun Sect, there were ten of them who couldn't see through their opponent's cultivation. Five of them who were older were the five palace masters of the Aoyun Sect, while the other five were young men. It seemed like they were much younger than the three of them. Could it be that they were also Spirit Stage warriors...    

    

"I am the new Third Elder of the Netherworld Palace. May I know what advice Palace Master Zhang has for coming to the Netherworld Palace today?" Judging from the line-up of Aoyun Sect, it would be difficult to resolve the current situation. However, the Third Elder still hoped to delay it for a little longer, so that he could wait for the other Palace Masters and elders. With more people, he would fight to the death with the Aoyun Sect.    

    

The three people in front of him were none other than Zhuo Jiuyou, who had lost to the Aoyun Sect. He had lost two elders in a row, but he couldn't take out the pill that was stored in the palace. He forcefully raised the cultivation base of the three disciples with decent talent to the First Rank of Spirit Stage and promoted them to elders. It was the Third, Fourth, and Fifth Elders in front of him.    

    

Looking at the situation in front of him, the Head Palace Master finally realized that there seemed to be some unknown changes happening in the Netherworld Palace. Otherwise, according to the time he and the others were in the Crimson Cloud Country, Zhuo Jiuyou should have come out even if he was in seclusion.    

    

"Zhuo Jiuyou isn't in the Netherworld Palace?" Although the tone of the Head Palace Master was gentle, it carried an invisible pressure.    

    

In fact, the three Great Elders didn't know what was going on. They only knew that after the Palace Master returned from Evil Space, he went into seclusion with the two newly appointed Great Elders and the Second Elder. There was no more news from now on. Of course, this Great Elder and Second Elder were the two elders who had escaped with Zhuo Jiuyou.    

    

After learning about the invasion of Aoyun Sect, the Third Elder contacted the Palace Master and the two elders who were in secluded cultivation in the Netherworld Divine Hall through a secret technique. However, even now, the Aoyun Sect had come knocking on their doors, but there was still no response. They wanted to enter the Netherworld Divine Palace, but due to their lack of strength, they were unable to do so...    

    

Looking at the temporary silence of the three great elders of the Netherworld Palace, the Head Palace Master released his imposing manner and said in a deep voice, "I'll give you ten breaths of time. Cripple your cultivation and withdraw from the Netherworld Palace. Otherwise, you will die!"    

    

The grand master was a peak Fifth Rank of Spirit Stage, and his energy was extremely powerful. Once he released his energy, the three elders who were standing at the front of the group took about ten steps back before they could regain their balance. Apart from the three Peak of Ninth Rank of Qi Stage disciples who could barely stand still, the rest of the Netherworld Palace disciples were sitting on the ground with pale faces.    

    

"If you want to kill me, then kill me! There are no cowards in the Netherworld Palace!" The Third Elder couldn't help but release his Qi to fight the Third Elder. Unfortunately, the gap between their cultivation base was too great, and the Third Elder's Qi didn't have any effect on the Third Elder.    

    

Ten breaths of time passed in the blink of an eye.    

    

"Kill! Leave no one alive!" The Great Master's voice was filled with killing intent as it resounded throughout the Netherworld Palace's main hall. The people of Aoyun Sect behind him immediately rushed forward.    

    

Apart from the five old Palace Masters and Ye Bufan, who disdained to attack, all of them were participating in the battle.    

    

Loong Potian was fighting the Third Elder alone, and Lee Zhile was fighting the Fourth Elder alone. It was hard to tell who was stronger between the two of them. As for the Fifth Elder, who Ao Tianxiang and Qi Qiang were fighting together, he was in a precarious situation.    

    

The other disciples of the Aoyun Sect were facing hundreds of disciples of the Netherworld Palace, although they had suffered some losses in terms of numbers. However, the disciples of the Netherworld Palace were suppressed by the Qi of the Great Master, causing them to suffer internal injuries. Their strength was greatly reduced. In comparison, the disciples of the Aoyun Sect were still the ones who took the initiative.    

    

Each and every one of them was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep...    

    

The stench of blood filled the air above the main hall. The disciples of Netherworld Palace fell down one by one, turning into cold corpses...    

    

Suddenly, Ye Bufan seemed to have thought of something. He leapt up and descended from the sky. He appeared in the circle of Loong Potian and the Third Elder. Loong Potian knew Ye Bufan's purpose for coming here. Without any displeasure, he turned around and jumped into Lee Zhile's battle circle.    

    

The Third Elder looked at Ye Bufan, who had suddenly arrived. He was secretly delighted. Since the Aoyun Sect wanted to use him to train their disciples, he would kill Ye Bufan even at the cost of his own life.    

    

In the Third Elder's eyes, Ye Bufan was much younger than Loong Potian. Although he was also a Spirit Stage warrior, he was certainly no match for Loong Potian. Anyway, he was going to die today, so he might as well drag someone down with him.    

    

Ao Tianxiang and Qi Qiang were fighting two against one, so naturally, they had a huge advantage. Both of them had been paying attention to the changes in the battlefield with their Divine Senses. They hoped that they could save the disciples of Aoyun Sect at the critical moment. After all, the five Palace Masters and Ye Bufan were the ones who saved them. It wasn't appropriate. When he saw Ye Bufan's sudden attack, he immediately paid attention to the changes in the scene.    

    

When Ao Tianxiang saw the vicious smile on the Third Elder's face, he couldn't help but pray for him in his heart.    

    

Netherworld Mysterious Heavenly Slash!    

    

With a loud shout, the spirit sword in the Third Elder's hand turned crimson red. As the spirit sword continuously slashed down, countless lines of fire flew towards Ye Bufan, who was in front of him. At the same time, his entire body was also activated. Before the lines of fire arrived, he had already appeared in front of Ye Bufan. A thick sword light was slashed out from the crimson sword body, like a monstrous flame. It was aimed at Ye Bufan's chest.    

    

The Third Elder was fighting for time. No matter what, if he wanted to kill ___ with a single strike, it would be difficult for him to find a second chance like this.    

    

Facing the Third Elder's powerful attack, the corner of Ye Bufan's mouth raised slightly. He raised his hand and grabbed at the huge sword light.    

    

When he saw Ye Bufan's contemptuous smile, an ominous feeling rose in the Third Elder's heart. However, when he saw Ye Bufan grabbing the sword with his hand, his heart immediately boiled up.    

    

In the Third Elder's opinion, no matter how strong Ye Bufan was, it didn't matter. ___ wasn't even twenty years old. Even if his cultivation base was a little stronger than the Third Elder's, he wouldn't be strong enough to look down on the Third Elder. He couldn't help but add more spirit energy to the heavy sword.    

    

As the rebounding force came, the Third Elder's smile froze on his face. Even though Ye Bufan's hand was tightly holding onto his sword, causing his spirit sword to be unable to advance or retreat. He still couldn't believe this fact. He saw Ye Bufan's left hand continuously drawing in the air. The flames that flew in all directions were like obedient babies that circled around the two of them. The Third Elder was truly in despair.    

    

From what the Third Elder knew, even if Palace Master Zhuo could catch his spirit sword like this, it was impossible for him to control his fire line attack like this. The only explanation was that Ye Bufan's control of the Fire Spiritual Force had reached a completely different level.    

    

Fourth Palace Lord looked at Ye Bufan's technique and his eyes sparkled. This kid's ability to control fire was close to that of a demon. He really had no idea how he managed to cultivate it at such a young age.    

    

Looking at the ashen face of the Third Elder, Ye Bufan knew that the effect of his intimidation had been achieved. "Where is Zhuo Jiuyou?" His voice was not loud, but it was filled with Ye Bufan's pure and thick spiritual energy.    

    

The voice passed through the Third Elder's ears and hit his heart. His body trembled, and the Third Elder recovered from his shock. His dull eyes looked at Ye Bufan with fear. "I... I don't know either..."    

    

"Don't know?" Ye Bufan, who was in a hurry to save his father, would not have any pity in his heart. As he spoke, a scorching Fire Spiritual Force flowed along the spirit sword into the Third Elder's arm.    

    

"Ah..." The Third Elder howled in pain. He wanted to throw away the spirit sword, but he realized that the spirit sword was like a brand on his hand, and he could not let go no matter what.    

    

"The Palace Master, Great Elder, and Second Elder are in seclusion in the Netherworld Divine Hall. They haven't come out yet!" The Third Elder couldn't help but cry out in pain.    

    

"Did Zhuo Shengleng bring back a middle-aged man called Ye Jian a while ago?" Ye Bufan's voice sounded even heavier.    

    

The Third Elder looked at Ye Bufan pitifully. He could tell from Ye Bufan's tone that this man was ___. If he didn't give a satisfactory answer this time, this devil wouldn't mind torturing him again. "This... I really don't know. Just kill me!"    

    

The burning pain just now was too unbearable. Although it was only for a few seconds, the Third Elder felt his soul howling in pain. It was the pain that came from his soul. It was extremely unbearable.    

    

The Third Elder had just broken through to the Spirit Stage through the pill not long ago. Ye Bufan could tell with just a glance. It seemed like the Third Elder wasn't the core of the Netherworld Palace, so it was normal that he didn't know about this matter. A Fire Spiritual Force was wreaking havoc in the Third Elder's body, causing his body to soften. He fell to the ground, twitched twice, and stopped moving.