The Legend of the Sacred Sword Cultivator

The Legend of the Sacred Sword Cultivator
Ch 92: Beginning


"The boy is in Stone Town."


A black-robed young man lowered his head while bending his feet before a middle-aged man, the outgoing aura looking sharp and charismatic. Stand tall with sharp eyes and a smile full of cunning.


"Are you sure?" Asked the man to the young man who was still loyal to his kneeling position. "Hamba was sure His Highness, servant and some other comrades had followed in his footsteps secretly. And we can confirm based on the instructions that His Majesty previously gave, that he is the one." The young man replied.


The middle-aged man smiled mysteriously. He looked at the four young men in the room with him. "Emperor Quon, give us orders!" A young man with white wing tattoos all over his left hand knelt down beside the young man who had previously brought news of Yang Jian's whereabouts.


Commander Chen, Commander Jun, Commander Wun and Commander Ming are the four chief palimas as well as the supreme commander of the Yang Clan, as well as the great trusted commander of Emperor Quon, the current emperor of the Yang Clan.


"No need! You don't need to intervene. For now we just need to monitor. 'They' will be on set tomorrow."


The four commanders nodded slowly understanding who 'they' were meant by Emperor Quon. They were a sect that cooperated with Emperor Quon.


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The central Stone City was electrified with the arrival of several young cultivators and the representative elders of the neutral white-flow middle great sect. The Stone City government had also ordered some of the guards and cultivators of the White Cloud Sect to secure the society especially ordinary humans.


Reports of people with unconscious conditions in front of the gate of the Batu City government residence further triggered an uproar. People are increasingly concerned about what will happen in the future.


A large and magnificent building stood firmly on the forest side of the southern part of Batu City. Inhabited by other hooded humans. And now it was surrounded by young cultivators and representative elders from the neutral white sect.


"Well, there's an uninvited guest here!" A loud voice echoed in front of the door of the magnificent building. A middle-aged man wearing a white to green-green robe, followed by a hooded man walked haughtily staring at his guest.


"You..." One of the representative female elders of the Vermilion Fire Sect pointed at the middle-aged man who was still crazily evil. " Patriarch Zhao."


"You know him?" Elder Tang looked at Elder Yin Xia, and reciprocated a nod of his head by him. " He is Patriarch Zhao, the patriarch of the Green Fog Sect. Who attacked Xemin City a few years ago." Elder Yin Xia continued with a reddened face restraining anger.


Laughter boomed out from Elder Zhao's mouth. "I didn't expect, it turned out I was that hard for you to forget, sweet." Reply Elder Zhao while twisting one eye.


" Failing to conquer Xemin City, are you now aiming for another city?" Elder Fang with the oversized robe of his Red Tiger Sect spoke calmly, measuring the strength of Elder Zhao who was no different from him. Maybe if he has a chance to fight one on one, then he will most likely come out as a winner.


But what made Elder Fang hesitant, was the news he had obtained regarding the strange power that the heretical flow group possessed that was more troublesome than the black flow cultivator.


Plus the number of followers of the heretical group before him was many times more in number than them, with a strength that could not be underestimated. It will take a lot of time and sacrifice if they want to win the game.


"No need to waste time, immediately attack them!" Along with Elder Tang's sentence. Then the fight begins.


Elder Fang came face to face with Elder Zhao. Each of them took a strategic place to minimize the possibility of the other party interfering in their duel.


While Elder Tang handled two hooded people at once whose strength was not much different from Elder Zhao. Meanwhile, the other elders along with the young cultivators took their places as well as their respective battle opponents.


On the other hand, it was more precisely the center of Stone Town. It was suddenly attacked by a group of black flow cultivators. Tall buildings, housing, and other small buildings were targeted by the massacre. The cries of the community are inevitable. Currently, the city was only guarded by most of the cultivators of the White Cloud Sect and government bodyguards.


So that the slaughterers act without any meaningful resistance.


Several government guards ran in tatters in a hall before finally kneeling before a man in a luxurious robe special to the nobility. He was the government of Stone Town, Jingmi.


"Although sir, the city center has been attacked by a group of black-flow cultivators." Said one of the guards while looking down. He explained more or less the current condition of the city center, and also that the group was ranging over five hundreds of people from different sects.


But what makes Jingmi hold tight is when she heard the last words from her bodyguard.


"The group of black flow cultivators were from the combined Devil Claw Sect and Nine Snake Sect."


Suddenly the aura throughout the hall turned gripping due to Jingmi's anger, but fear and anxiety also mixed in. The Devil Claw Sect and the Nine Snake Sect were not just any sect, they were two great sects of the black stream whose strength and ferocity were not in doubt anymore.


Jingmi sat himself on the seat of the great government of Batu City. The look on his face showed great fear, although there were currently some representatives of the neutral white sect in Stone City, but still they were outnumbered.


Plus about the case of the cult group that they are still dealing with. " What are they looking for in this place? Did the White Cloud Sect look for trouble to them?" Jingmi's tone of voice went softly, her voice somewhat choked.


Yes, that was the only reason that came to his mind about the arrival of the uninvited guest. However, if examined again, why was the city center massacred? And not the White Cloud Sect?


Silent. No one dared to answer Jingmi's question, the few nobles and elders who were in the hall were as panicked as Jingmi. Their faces were clearly engulfed in overwhelming anxiety.


"Deploy all the guards and protectors of the city to secure as many people as possible. Lead the city guards to close all access to Batu City. Send a warrant to the Rose Flower Organization about this attack and ask for their help, do not forget to explain also about the rewards they will receive."


Immediately, without waiting twice, the guards rose to their feet and carried out Jingmi's orders. " We're going downtown right now, we'd better talk about this." Jingmi who had been ready to rise up stood held back by the voice of one of the nobles.