I Turn Out to Be a Grand Master

In the Black Feather Mountain Range, the clouds were misty and the spiritual energy was abundant.

The herbalists who went into the mountains to pick herbs would occasionally see figures flying on flying swords in the sky.

The mortals who lived in the Black Feather Mountain Range all knew that there must be a cultivation sect on the Black Feather Mountain.

But today, it was peaceful and peaceful. The tranquility of the Black Feather Sect in the past was broken.

The clouds and mist around the Dark Feather Sect seemed to be stirred up by life.

The clouds and mist were turbulent, and horrifying screams could be heard from the peaceful mountain.

The patriarch of the Dark Feather Sect rushed out of seclusion. He looked down from the sky and was shocked beyond words.

The huge Dark Feather Sect was covered in corpses and broken walls.

A figure covered in thick black gas was chasing after the disciples of the Dark Feather Sect.

No ordinary disciples or Elders of the sect could stop him. They were like moths to a flame, throwing eggs at a stone.

A Nascent Soul realm Elder was being chased by the black figure. He was terrified.

Suddenly, he saw the patriarch of the Black Feather Sect appear and shouted anxiously, "Patriarch, save me!"

"This devil is very detestable."

The patriarch of the Black Feather Sect saw that the black figure was killing the disciples and Elders of the Black Feather Sect unscrupulously. He was anxious and angry. He shouted loudly.

"Demon, stop!"

The Soul Formation stage spiritual sense of the patriarch of the Black Feather Sect instantly covered the entire mountain range of the Black Feather Sect.

The patriarch of the Black Feather Sect was shocked. Even the demons in the mountain range had been killed by the demon.

It was really a disaster.

He took out a sky-blue flying sword. After the flying sword was stimulated by the spiritual power of the patriarch of the Black Feather Sect, it expanded with the wind.

In an instant, it turned into a huge sword qi that pierced through the Heaven and the Earth. It slashed at the black shadow with an extremely terrifying aura.

The black figure did not seem to have seen the Sword Qi in the sky at all. He was caught off guard and was slammed into the ground by the Sword Qi, raising countless clouds of dust.

Seeing that his own patriarch was so powerful, the Nascent Soul Elder no longer tried to escape. Instead, he revealed a smile as if he had survived a great disaster.

"As expected of the patriarch. He killed that demon in one move."

However, his smile did not last long. It soon froze.

After the dust settled, a huge pit appeared where the black figure landed. In the middle of the pit stood a young man who was over two meters tall.

The young man's silver-white hair hung down, and the muscles on his body were as strong as those of a wild beast.

One was black and the other was white. His eyes were two-colored, and his entire body exuded a demonic aura.

What shocked the Nascent Soul stage Elder the most was that his own patriarch's terrifying attack just now did not leave a single trace on the white-haired young man's body.

The white-haired young man seemed to be moving his body as he raised his head to look at the sky at a 45 degree angle. His pure-colored pupils stared straight at the Black Feather Sect patriarch.

The Black Feather patriarch and the black figure looked at each other and his heart shook.

He could feel that it was a gaze that treated human lives like grass!

Moreover, it was exceptionally vicious.

Hiss--

The Black Feather Sect patriarch sucked in a breath of cold air.

If he allowed that devil to grow up like this, he would definitely become a great disaster for the Southern Territory in the future.

The Black Feather Patriarch made up his mind and roared, "Give me your life, demon!"

Then, Patriarch Black Feather made a gesture and prepared to control the Sword Qi to slash down again.

However, he saw the white-haired young man suddenly stretch out a finger and point towards the sky.

His finger seemed to have poked the void until it caved in. The air in front of him seemed to have been heated up and became blurry and distorted.

"Not good!"

The Nascent Soul stage cultivator had just reacted when he saw his own Soul Formation stage patriarch being stabbed by an invisible force. Then, he exploded in the sky like a broken watermelon.

With a bang, the place where the Black Feather patriarch had been standing was splattered with blood and flesh, and spiritual energy spread out in all directions.

A faint smile appeared on the white-haired figure's face. He stretched out his arms as if he was praising the fireworks of life.

The Nascent Soul stage Elder's face was deathly pale. His entire body trembled as boundless fear spread from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't stop muttering, "Demon, devil! Too powerful, I can't win, I can't win."

From the looks of it, the Nascent Soul stage Elder's Dao heart had completely collapsed.

The white-haired youth turned his head and pointed again. Like cutting chives, he destroyed the Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

He took dozens of steps in the air and pointed.

In just a few breaths, a large number of Black Feather Sect cultivators were killed.

In the end, the rest of the Black Feather Sect cultivators were all killed while the white-haired young man strolled casually.

In the end, the white-haired young man stood among the blood and corpses on the ground, taking a deep breath to enjoy himself.

Countless blood-colored resentments appeared in the void and surged into the youth's mouth.

As time passed, the white-haired youth's upward momentum became more and more vigorous.

After he had absorbed all the Blood Qi, a white-haired old man dressed in a black robe, who appeared slightly bent, slowly appeared from the void.

The old man also had two-colored eyes. He looked at the white-haired youth with a satisfied expression as he praised, "Not bad. If you slaughter a few more sects, you will be able to fulfill the requirements of the Darkfiend Demon God. At that time, the Demon God will definitely bestow you with a third drop of the Demon God's essence blood."

The white-haired young man nodded. Then, a series of ghostly wails and wolf howls could be heard from his body. After that, the Demonic Qi on his body quickly dissipated.

In a short while, he turned into another appearance. He looked no different from an ordinary cultivator.

"Master, aren't we going to take back the thing that the Demon God wants first? If those cultivators sense it, there might be some unexpected changes."

"No rush. It's ours, and no one can take it away. Besides, if it's not a demon cultivator, they won't be able to use the Heaven Nurturing Pot even if they get it. Only a demon cultivator can bring out the value of the Heaven Nurturing Pot."

The silver-haired old man continued, "I've already absorbed six drops of the Demon God's essence blood. The current me can even fight a Human Immortal who has descended to the Mortal World. In this godforsaken Southern Region, there aren't many cultivators who are at the Tribulation Transcending realm. If I take the Heaven Nurturing Pot, it'll be as easy as putting it in my pocket. Who can stop me?"

The silver-haired old man's expression was very benevolent.

"However, once I get that thing and offer it to the Demon God, the Demon God will definitely bestow me with the seventh drop of the Demon God's essence blood. At that time, I won't be able to suppress my cultivation. I can only ascend to the Demon World to serve the Demon God and abandon you."

"I don't have much time left in the Southern Territory, so I took advantage of the time before I ascended to help you slaughter more of the sects in the middle to increase your strength. This is to prevent you from not being able to protect yourself after I leave."

The white-haired youth was greatly moved after hearing the old man's words.

"Master is truly thoughtful. This disciple will remember your great kindness."

The silver-haired old man nodded. "It's good that you know. I've indeed made the right choice in nurturing you. Let's go. It's time to go to the next sect."

"Yes, Master."