Peerless Little Immortal Doctor

"Boom!"

A deafening sound came from the ring.

Astonishingly, a large hole appeared in Ye Wuming's chest.

Blood spread across the ground, and his eyes, unable to find peace, stared intently at the person he trusted the most.

Ye Wuming never imagined that he would ultimately die at the hands of Ye Tiande.

The person he once respected the most, his idol, his honored master,

turned out to be the cruelest person towards him in the world.

Even with a thousand regrets, Ye Wuming had no choice.

When his opened eyes were smoothed by Ye Tiande, everything came to an end.

This scene left everyone present frozen in shock.

It was unimaginable that Ye Tiande would strike and kill his beloved disciple!

And it was the monstrous talent who had received the sect's ancestral legacy.

Xia Liu fixed his gaze forward; he was not too surprised by Ye Tiande's actions.

However, he could not imagine what terrifying events would unfold next.

One of the five Immortal Sects, the Sect Master of Xuantian Sect, was twisted to this extent.

To obtain the treasure left by the ancestors, he killed his disciple while he was severely injured to seize it.

This variable might plunge the five Immortal Sects into unprecedented extremes.

"Ye Tiande! What are you doing?"

Liu Hong used his movement technique to arrive in front of Xia Liu.

Ye Tiande was extremely dangerous now, having killed even the monstrous talent disciple; what terrifying actions would he take next?

"What am I doing? Can't you see? The Cold Bone Fan left by the ancestors is not for the weak."

Ye Tiande showed no remorse whatsoever.

Gently stroking the Cold Bone Fan, his eyes gradually became crazed: "Moreover, no one here today will leave!"

"Wow! No one can leave!"

"What does Xuantian Sect intend to do?"

"Are they planning to attack us?"

...

The disciples of Qingyun Sect became somewhat flustered.

What exactly happened?

Could Ye Tiande really think that with some ghost fan, he could resist the Great Elder and Sage Qingjue of Shu Mountain?

What a joke.

Sage Qingjue was considered the most prestigious cultivator outside the Immortal Sects.

His cultivation was at the peak of Qi Cultivation level fifteen.

If Shu Mountain did not put the world first, it might be the most terrifying sect among the Immortal Sects.

"Sect Master Ye Tiande of Xuantian Sect! You have gone too far!"

Sage Qingjue was furious.

Having killed Ye Wuming to seize his treasure, now he wanted to kill everyone present.

He had a bold courage!

"Old Daoist Fellow Qingjue, don't praise me like that, this old man never thought it was too much. The mortal world has been quiet for too long; it's time to show the world our power to destroy the heavens!"

Ye Tiande spread his arms wide, basking in the final rays of the setting sun.

His words seemed to announce that henceforth the Immortal Sects would once again descend upon the mortal world!

"Ye Tiande! Are you trying to make enemies of the other Immortal Sects?"

Liu Hong's expression turned serious.

By logic, Ye Tiande should not have such audacity, yet he spoke such words.

Where did he get his confidence?

"Ha, the five Immortal Sects are merely the illusory prosperity of the world; the world needs no five Immortal Sects. This heaven and earth can only bear one super power, and that is the Mysterious Soul Sect!"

"Mysterious Soul Sect?"

Murmuring to themselves, both Liu Hong and Sage Qingjue cast their gazes toward the side of the ring.

There was the observation seating of the West Mountain Ghost Gate.

A formation of twenty-one figures, one gray, ten white, and ten black, stood solemnly.

The people of West Mountain Ghost Gate kept their faces hidden, with their robes covering their cheeks.

Suddenly, these twenty-one individuals burst into a terrifying force, instantly dimming the heavens and earth.

A wave of dark spiritual energy spread.

"Ha! How about that! On the day Mysterious Soul Sect is founded, we'll sacrifice Shu Mountain and Qingyun Sect at the gate!"

Ye Tiande laughed callously, gaining the Cold Bone Fan and joining forces with Ghost Su, Qingyun Sect was destined to be annihilated, and Sage Qingjue, at Qi Cultivation level fifteen, had to swallow his anger!

"Ah! Xuantian Sect and West Mountain Ghost Gate have joined together!"

"What should we do now?"

"Mysterious Soul Sect!"

"Everyone stay calm! Honored Master and Senior Qingjue are present; no accidents will happen!"

"Yes, yes! Honored Master and Senior Qingjue are both strong at Qi Cultivation level fifteen, Ye Tiande and Ghost Su combined cannot shake them."

...

As more and more reassuring voices emerged, the Qingyun disciples gradually calmed down.

However, their hearts were still somewhat on edge.

If Honored Master and Sage Qingjue lost,

then they would surely die.

Qingyun Sect would no longer exist.

This battle was a battle for life and death!

"Mysterious Soul Sect, quite an impressive name, but it will vanish before it truly forms."

Liu Hong coldly chuckled, facing the partnership of Ghost Su and Ye Tiande without any trace of fear.

Also at Qi Cultivation level fifteen, with his recovery, his cultivation was even more refined than before.

"Liu Hong, your injuries may have healed, but you have no chance of turning the tables!"

Ye Tiande turned his eyes to Sage Qingjue and said: "As for you, Old Daoist Fellow Qingjue, should you dare help Liu Hong, I assure you will die a miserable, miserable death."

Subsequently, all eyes of the Qingyun Sect disciples shifted to Sage Qingjue.

If Sage Qingjue did not help Liu Hong,

then today Qingyun Sect would have no one left to walk out of here.

"Hm, as Sect Master of Shu Mountain, my life already belongs to the people. To watch evil run rampant, I'd rather die."

Sage Qingjue laughed coldly, firmly making his stand clear.

He was determined to help Qingyun Sect, to help Liu Hong.

"Hmph! Is that so? Then today you'll both fall on the spot!"

Ye Tiande snorted, waving his hand, and the disciples on the observation seating, as well as the West Mountain Ghost Gate people, all stepped forward.

Two against two, four at Qi Cultivation level fifteen stood on the ring.

Scores versus tens, disciples of Xuantian Sect and West Mountain Ghost Gate surrounded Qingyun disciples.

Today, Qingyun Sect would certainly not walk out alive.

"Hehehe! Xuantian Sect seeks its own destruction!"

The long-silent Xia Liu chuckled coldly.

The skills of Sage Qingjue and Liu Hong were considered top-notch in the world.

With the two joining forces, Ye Tiande and Ghost Su could not manage, not even with the Cold Bone Fan.

Among them, Sage Qingjue's techniques emphasized Holy Pure.

Ghost Su, manipulating ghosts and gods, would have his cultivation suppressed.

Unless that Cold Bone Fan could reverse the situation, otherwise, Xuantian Sect and West Mountain Ghost Gate were doomed to perish today!

As matters progressed to this point, Xia Liu was also surprised.

But so be it, it saved a lot of trouble.

"Arrogant brat, play around for a while; soon enough, you won't be bouncing around anymore."

Ye Tiande barely paid attention to Xia Liu.

Of course, with Liu Hong and Sage Qingjue standing before him, he couldn't yet attack Xia Liu.

Thus, the battlefield instantly divided.

All the disciples from the three sects understood that life and death were now held in the hands of the two powerful entities on stage.

Only by winning today could they leave here alive!

The five Ling Masters of Qingyun stood before the many disciples; with their cultivation, few from West Mountain Ghost Gate and Xuantian Sect could break through.

Moreover, on the outermost side was Xia Liu, this monster talent.

Before the outcome on stage was determined, the disciples would not be in danger.