Soul Devouring Sword Master

Up to the spiritual world.

A ten thousand-foot high peak reaches straight into the sky, towering taller than any other.

On the peak, there are misty clouds and smoke.

A tall, magnificent palace stands on top of it. The entire palace is huge, tens of thousands of meters in diameter, with a stone staircase ten thousand feet long, divided into several sections, extending from top to bottom, all the way to the ground.

The tiles of the palace are all made of glazed jade, reflecting dazzling brilliance. In front of the palace, stands a tall golden statue. There are six wings on the back of this golden statue. It holds a knife in its left hand and a sword in its right hand. Its golden eyes are bright. Standing high on the ground, he exuded a kind of domineering aura.

Inside the palace, there are eight thick gold pillars supporting it, the floors are paved with rare jade, and the ceiling is also covered with gorgeous agate, which is dazzling and luxurious.

At this time, there were two figures standing in this huge palace.

One of them was a lean old man, wearing a golden robe, with his hands behind his back, his eyes were deep and cold, and his face was crisscrossed with ravines, giving people the feeling of a very deep city.

Next to the old man, there was a tall man who looked sixty-seven times similar to the old man. He was also dressed in a golden robe and had a handsome face, but his narrow eyes were as cold as poisonous snakes, with a hint of ruthlessness.

"Dad, the people in the spirit world have told me the specific situation. What do you think about this matter?"

asked the tall man.

"Then where is Chu Feng now?"

"I imprisoned him in the dungeon. His aura is very weak now, less than one-tenth of his strength back then. His foundation is severely damaged, and his bloodline is also very weak. He is basically a useless person,"

The tall man sneered, "Who would have thought that the number one God of War who was so popular back then would actually fall to this level? I have to say that Xu Yan from the Blood Sword Hall did us a big favor!"

"For all these years, I thought Chu Feng had fallen, but I didn't expect that he would actually appear in a low-level continent. The original plan was for the people from the Blood Sword Hall to capture him, and then get the news about the tombs of the gods, and then tell us. Who would have thought that people like Blood Sword Hall are such useless people, with so many people, and such careful plans, they could actually fail,"

The lean old man snorted coldly, "But fortunately you succeeded in taking his place. We are lucky, Chu Feng finally fell into our hands."

"Then what happens next?"

The tall man said.

"Do many people know about this?"

the lean old man asked.

The tall man shook his head, "There are not many. Chu Feng was secretly escorted here. The elders responsible for the escort wanted to take all the credit, so only a few of them knew."

"This will be easier to handle. Except for you and me, no one can know about Chu Feng, including the clan leader. If the news about the tombs of the gods is spread, you know the consequences."

The lean old man said.

"I understand that only the dead can keep secrets forever,"

The tall man sneered, "These people are waiting outside right now, waiting to claim credit from me. After I deal with them, they will go to interrogate Chu Feng!"

"Do it cleanly!"

"clear!"

After that, the tall man was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and said, "Listen, Chu Feng has a son who is also in that low-level continent. Should we capture him? It might be helpful to force Chu Feng to confess."

"No need, I know best what kind of person Chu Feng is. This method will only anger him. When the time comes, he will lose all hope and we will get nothing. As long as his son is always here, Chu Feng will survive. belief."

The lean old man said.

"Having said that, that son is Chu Feng's son after all. If we let him go, will he pose a threat to us in the future?"

The tall man said.

"Haha, are you kidding? Jianqiu, a person who has lived in a low-level continent, no matter how talented he is, the environment is limited, after all, he is just an ant in the spiritual world. Do you think he can threaten us? ?”

The lean old man shook his head and smiled.

"Yeah, it seems I'm worrying too much, I'm going to do something."

The tall man thought about it again, laughed dumbly, and turned to leave.