Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

Boom, the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit swept out with its sword, freezing everything within five thousand kilometers.    

    

Each and every one of the Cold Moon Sect disciples did their best to urge the Spiritual Dipper to defend against the sword aura.    

    

But due to the lack of Profound Dark Stage, the moment the Spiritual Dipper touched the sword intent, it crumbled. One by one, Spirit Accumulation Stage disciples were swept away by the sword images.    

    

Those who were hit by the sword shadows were sent flying and their bodies were covered in ice, causing them to freeze.    

    

The Soul Devouring Sword Spirit immediately rotated, shuttling back and forth.    

    

Only the Profound Dark Stage Warriors were able to withstand the sword skills of the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit, and was barely able to block the attack of the powerful sword skills that the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit was holding, so they still pounced towards Chen Yu.    

    

Chen Yu was expressionless. With a flash of his body, he had already activated Wind Transformation Movement, shooting forward like a gust of wind.    

    

His target was precisely one of the Profound Dark Stage practitioners who was blocked by the ice fish Spiritual Soul before, and had now broken through the ice fish Spiritual Soul, quickly approaching it.    

    

Chen Yu punched out.    

    

Ang, the sound of Dragon Roaring Sound rang out. Chen Yu arched his back, and the five-colored Spiritual Dipper surged, turning into a furious dragon.    

    

Bang! The fist and sword clashed, the sharp edge of the Profound Artifact Sword cut the Insensate Stone Spirit Armor dark.    

    

In Chen Yu's line of sight, the sword wielding Profound Dark Stage martial practitioner immediately disappeared, merging into the multicolored moon image and not leaving a trace.    

    

Without a doubt, this was another secret art that allowed him to hide.    

    

The blood flame in Chen Yu's eyes flashed. He immediately saw the body of the Profound Dark Stage warrior, but only moved slightly to the side, still holding his sword and slashing at him.    

    

Chen Yu sneered, his fist force slightly changed as the power of the Howling Dragon Fist erupted.    

    

In the violent clash, the Profound Dark Stage warrior's body was struck. The Domain and Moon Shadow sacred art were unable to withstand the power of Chen Yu's punch as his bones were shattered and he was sent flying while spitting out blood. He fell onto the ground heavily and fainted.    

    

After defeating one person in a single exchange, Chen Yu's body spun, and his Wind Transformation Movement expanded. He then pounced towards another martial artist at the early stage of the Profound Dark Stage.    

    

Peng, as expected, that person was also sent flying by Chen Yu's punch, heavily injuring him.    

    

Boom! Boom! Boom! Several more figures were sent flying.    

    

All of a sudden, no one around Chen Yu could get close.    

    

The expressionless Chen Yu waved his hand, and the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit soared up again, transforming into a red dragon and slashing.    

    

What was aimed at him was Zhao Mingyi, who had already lost his fighting strength.    

    

Beside Zhao Mingyi, there were a few people who were shocked and frightened. That flirtatious woman also had an extremely terrified expression.    

    

With the roar of the scarlet dragon, the sword intent and divine ability soared explosively, drowning out everyone.    

    

In the next moment, the charming woman fell to the ground while spitting out blood.    

    

Out of the thirty odd Cold Moon Sect disciples who were either severely injured, unconscious, or frozen, all of them lost the ability to continue battling.    

    

"Do you still want me to break my own meridians?" Chen Yu said flatly, "A bunch of trash!"    

    

Chen Yu's gaze turned cold as it landed on the seriously injured woman.    

    

The woman was in a very miserable state. When Chen Yu looked at her in this way, she couldn't help but shiver.    

    

Quite a few martial practitioners had come out of the caves on the walls of Silver Moon Bay to stare at them from afar. Their expressions were full of shock and amazement.    

    

They were not Cold Moon Sect disciples, but merely common practitioners. Normally, whenever they saw a disciple of the Cold Moon Sect, they would have to be respectful and deliberately make friends with him. Now, they actually saw that all the Cold Moon Sect disciples in Silver Moon Bay had been wiped clean!    

    

Chen Yu was too lazy to waste any more time. At this moment, an aura appeared out of thin air.    

    

From the cave entrance at the top of Silver Moon Bay, a figure walked out.    

    

The ordinary practitioners at the cave entrance all turned their heads around, their expressions full of fear.    

    

Following that terrifying aura that soared into the air, the disciples of Cold Moon Sect revealed expressions of joy.    

    

"Elder Shuang has come out!"    

    

"This madman is dead for sure. Elder Shuang just so happens to have come out of seclusion. She will definitely stand up for us!"    

    

"Madman, you can't escape!" A Profound Dark Stage warrior who was heavily injured by Chen Yu was lying on the ground.    

    

Chen Yu raised his hand and slapped, the Spiritual Dipper turned into a giant hand, pressing towards the noisy warrior.    

    

That warrior was pressed into the ground by Chen Yu and was buried.    

    

"I've seen idiots, but I've never seen a person as idiotic as you!" Chen Yu was expressionless: "You should have waited until Elder Shuang came over before provoking us!"    

    

While speaking, Chen Yu saw that figure slowly walking over in the air. It was a woman with a graceful figure and elegant demeanor.    

    

Elder Shuang was walking through the air, seemingly slow but actually fast. In the blink of an eye, seven to eight miles had passed by, and she had already arrived at the space above where she was.    

    

From the looks of it, Elder Shuang was only in her early thirties. She looked even younger than Zhao Mingyi's Junior Sister from before. However, there was an vicissitudes of life in her eyes that were like Leng Yue's. It was not something that could be matched with her young appearance.    

    

Lowering his head, he saw that Elder Shuang's gaze was fixed on Chen Yu. Her body gently floated as she landed on the ground.    

    

"Elder Shuang, this madman has killed many fellow disciples. You must uphold justice for us!"    

    

"Senior Master, this person does not put our Cold Moon Sect in his eyes, you must avenge us!"    

    

"Martial Uncle Shuang!"    

    

"A group of Cold Moon Sect disciples were defeated by a Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage warrior alone. Do you want me to take revenge for you?"    

    

Her voice was cold, without any emotion.    

    

The moment these words came out, the group of Cold Moon Sect disciples were startled, and many lowered their heads in shame.    

    

Some did not feel ashamed, and said: "This person has a strange sword spirit, it's difficult to resist him, I'm afraid he's not someone from the Devil Sect!"    

    

Elder Shuang's gaze became serious as she stared at Chen Yu: "Remnants of Devil Sect?"    

    

Chen Yu was expressionless and was too lazy to tell what was going on.    

    

Looking at Elder Shuang's aura and pressure, she should be a warrior at the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Profound Dark Stage. To the current Chen Yu, dealing with her would be quite troublesome. However, it was not worth being afraid of!    

    

After all, Chen Yu had killed quite a few warriors at the peak of the Profound Dark Stage.    

    

"The Spiritual Dipper's aura is calm and peaceful, and it possesses an aura with multiple attributes!" Elder Shuang said indifferently: "They do not look like people with Devil Sect. "However, young man, which sect are you from?"    

    

Chen Yu was actually a bit surprised. This Elder Shuang did not walk out on the behalf of the sect disciples in an aggressive manner, which made Chen Yu feel strange.    

    

"Ruling Spirit Sect, Polar Extreme Peak, Chen Yu!" Since Elder Shuang asked, Chen Yu thought about it and still answered.    

    

"Ruling Spirit Sect?" Elder Shuang's charming eyes flashed, as if she was extremely surprised: "The Polar Extreme Peak can actually produce a disciple like you?"    

    

"Senior knows about Polar Extreme Peak?" Chen Yu asked.    

    

"Three hundred years ago, our Polar Extreme Peak was completely wiped out here, how could I not know?" Elder Shuang said: "Speaking of your understanding of Lonely Spirit Abyss, how can your Ruling Spirit Sect be compared with Cold Moon Sect?"    

    

Chen Yu suddenly understood.    

    

"However, how do you know if you are really a Polar Extreme Peak disciple or not?" Elder Shuang said coldly: "You injured my sect's disciple, take three moves from me. If you can accept it, today's matter can be considered as finished. Otherwise, you can join my sect as a service! "    

    

Chen Yu laughed and said, "Treat you as a servant? I'm just afraid that Senior cannot afford it! "    

    

"You do have the right to be arrogant, but it's not too late to say that after taking three moves from me!" Elder Shuang said indifferently: "Quickly take out your weapons and prepare!"    

    

"There's no need to make any preparations!" Chen Yu said, "I feel that if I can't handle it, I'll be your servant, but what if I don't? Isn't that unfair?"    

    

"What do you want?" Elder Shuang was not angered. "Could it be that you want me to be your servant after taking three of my moves?"    

    

"How dare you?" Chen Yu said, "I just have something to ask you. If you take three moves from me, I hope you will tell me what I want to ask!"    

    

"Sure!" Elder Shuang nodded.    

    

The group of Cold Moon Sect disciples were already excited. Although Elder Shuang not killing Chen Yu had disappointed them, Elder Shuang had still helped them out.    

    

With Elder Shuang's peak level of strength, no one believed that Chen Yu could take three of her attacks.    

    

Chen Yu's expression was calm as he said lightly: "Senior, after you!"    

    

"This madman can't even take a single blow!"    

    

"I'll think of a way to take revenge after he becomes a servant!"    

    

"Martial Uncle Shuang is too kind. If it were any other sect elder, I would have directly killed this crazy disciple!"    

    

"…"    

    

The group of Cold Moon Sect disciples were somewhat dissatisfied with Elder Shuang's decision, but they only dared to discuss about it.    

    

Seeing that Chen Yu did not even use his weapon, Elder Shuang was surprised. He felt that Chen Yu was too arrogant and that it was reasonable for him to be called a madman.    

    

However, Elder Shuang was not angry. She said lightly: "First move!"    

    

After saying that, the cold and feminine Spiritual Dipper surged. Opening Elder Shuang's domain, she lifted her palm and the Spiritual Dipper poured out.    

    

Accompanying the appearance of the divine will that illuminated the void, the Spiritual Dipper turned into a bright moon that illuminated the ancient night sky and cleansed the world's filth.    

    

Feeling the continuous divine intent from this ability, Chen Yu couldn't admit that the Cold Moon Sect was indeed unique.    

    

Chen Yu had never seen a similar sacred art in the Qin Country.    

    

The moon was shining down and the blinding moonlight was glaring in the day, engulfing Chen Yu. Under the moonlight, Chen Yu felt that his spirit was affected and was infiltrated by the power of moonlight.    

    

This ability was very strong, so Elder Shuang did not look down on Chen Yu just because he was a Spirit Accumulation Stage cultivator.    

    

Chen Yu arched his back and threw a punch at the incoming bright moon.    

    

The fist intent was overbearing, the five-colored Spiritual Dipper gushed out simultaneously and turned into a fist aura that blotted the sky.    

    

Boom! The bright moon shattered. The gentle force that had washed everything away fell down, engulfing Chen Yu.    

    

However, under the devouring power of this tide of moonlight, Chen Yu's body was still as steady as a rock.    

    

The fluctuation of the Spiritual Dipper dissipated and Chen Yu looked towards Elder Shuang.    

    

Elder Shuang's eyes flashed with awe: "That's right!"    

    

After saying that, Elder Shuang once again raised her hand. Pure spiritual will appeared on her chest and a bright moon appeared, hovering above her head.    

    

In an instant, the second round of the bright moon appeared.    

    

Very quickly, a third bright moon appeared.    

    

The three crescent moons were all the size of millstones. They hung in midair and reflected each other's brilliance.    

    

As they moved in unison in March, the dazzling moonlight was more than three times brighter than before.    

    

"The second move!" Elder Shuang parted her lips and raised her hand. Her five fingers moved at the same time, carrying with them a profound and unfathomable rhythm. The aura of her fingers revolved, turning into the edge of a bright moon.    

    

Within the span of a few breaths, it was unknown how many blade arcs of Spiritual Dipper appeared and merged into the three full moons.    

    

The three crescent moons whistled and descended around Chen Yu, surrounding him.