The Northern Sword God
When Summer Arrives
On a beautiful morning in the Central Plains of the Silver Continent, when it began to show itself would bloom. Snow on the streets and places that are usually covered in white, now began to melt the sign of Spring or Spring has been approaching.
The people in Yongheng Grand City on that sunny morning were taken aback by a horrendous incident.
A large spirit ship was seen to the left and right in the sky of the Middle Great Martial Academy. It was as if the spirit ship was not in the skipper properly and was about to collapse upon the academy.
Yang Xiansheng as one of the Central Plains young geniuses, who was also a teaching force in the Middle Great Academy was seen soaring into the air, and had set foot on the ship.
The shocking reality was that there were over a hundred corpses all piled up on the deck of the ship. The bodies had rotted away, a sign of the deaths of the people on board the ship had been going on for a long time.
After Yang Xiansheng identified based on the traces of aura and the remaining items on the body of the corpse, he concluded that the body set were people from the Negri in the East.
Moreover, Yang Xiansheng managed to identify one of the bodies was someone who became his best friend when they became students at the academy namely Prince Zhao Sagung.
After making the ceremony and putting all the corpses into a quick chest, Yang Xiansheng drove the corpse himself to the Eastern Haiyang Country using the still-functioning spirit ship.
In the face of the cries of Emperor Zhao Chi Ming, Yang Xiansheng told the chronology of how the spirit ship appeared in the central plains with the condition that all the crew had died.
And as a genius from the central plains, Yang Xiansheng gave the opinion that all soldiers as well as alm. Zhao Sagung was killed after their souls were torn to shreds.
"A technique that can attack the soul and destroy it like the condition of all bodies,
To my knowledge only a small group of experts from the Northern Country are still capable of playing this ancient technique.
Even some time ago, there were three young men from the north who opened a soul therapy service using music in our Central Datarang...." Pause for a moment, then Yang Xiansheng continued.
"Treatment therapy using musical instruments is like a double-edged sword. One side can treat, and one side can kill others by damaging the soul" Yang xiansheng concluded while shivering in horror.
The technique of killing by damaging one's soul, by using Soul power was a vile act according to Yang Xiansheng.
"The act is like an abomination that was often done by evil witches in ancient times" said Yang Xiansheng. He did not share his opinion with Emperor Zhao Chi Ming, not wanting to add to the emperor's grief.
After finishing all his affairs in the Eastern Haiyang Negri Sunshine Bay City, Yang Xiansheng then returned home to the central plains after the funeral of Prince Zhao Sagung Alm.
During the royal funeral, the whole of the Eastern State of Haiyang was in mourning. Behind that deep sorrow, Yang Xiansheng smelled a deep scent of hatred from the people in the Eastern Haiyang Country towards the people in the Northern Country.
Secretly Yang Xiansheng the Central Plains main genius promised in his heart. He will thoroughly investigate this and will be determined to demand justice from the practitioners of the Northern Country, especially the experts of Satanists.
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The spring passed quickly, and now the sun was shining with its light, and the wind that blew brought the heat. That was the time for summer in the Northern Region of the God Filtration Continent.
Without feeling it had been six times the Full Moon had passed since the young Semidevil Tournament Winner between geniuses in the Northern Old City had disappeared on the edge of the cliff face. At that time the Semidevil disappeared on the edge of the chasm between the Ancient City and the City of Silence.
Although the weather in early summer was fairly bright, but cloudy gray looks overshadowed the face of Seven people who look hovering like a man on patrol.
Those seven people were not just any mediocre experts. The two people who looked to be of senior age were Senior Elder of the Zhao Super Clan and the other was Senior Elder of the Super Wux Clan. The cultivation of the two clearly read to be at the realm of the Quasi Realm Crossing Immortal.
While the other five people were junior elders in those two clans. The cultivation of those five experts was at SAINT realm level five to level seven. With the number of SAINts and Quasi-Crossing Immortal experts, a harbinger of something that was awaited by them, was also an extremely extraordinary thing.
"Don't we have been six months away from these Five Super Clans having been alternating patrolling this street..
But Semidevil was not also seen the trunk of his nose.
Shouldn't we forget that silver-haired young man? I thought he might have died or something.
See itself.. Wasn't there not a trace of aura left of him? It is obvious that he is indeed no longer around here" Senior Elder Clan Zhao said in annoyance. Added..
"Six months is a short time for us, waiting for clarity like this" said the Senior Elder of the Zhao Clan in annoyance.
He was annoyed that two months of their turn from the Zhao Clan was waiting for Semidevil named Sima Yong, but did not give a result even though he had information about Semidevil's whereabouts. But the Council of the Five Super Clans Alliance insisted on conducting patrols looking for traces left of the Semidevil.
At that moment, his fellow senior elder from the Wux Clan said,
"I think if this summer passes again, it might be worth our Five Super Clan Alliance Council holding a re-talk.
Are we still going to watch out for Semidevil's emergence, or stop the hunt for his existence" replied the Wux Clan Elder.
Meanwhile, as the two Senior Elders were conversing with exclamations, they were unaware of a shadow drifting slowly, out from the depths of the abyss.
"Ehem - ahem ..." a small coughing voice rang out from the newly arrived figure.
"Who is it !" snapped Elder of the Zhao Clan while turning over. His hands spontaneously formed a grip, which then flicked the grip towards the coughing sound that shocked him.
Bam ! The newly appearing figure disappeared leaving behind a black-colored mist.
The face of that Senior Elder of the Zhao Clan turned serious. The practitioner who could appear without him and the Elder of the Wux Clan knew of his presence, showing that the cleverness of the figure was above the two of them, at least his dodging ability was extremely high.
The small commotion immediately invited the presence of the Five SAINT experts who had been patrolling the other part of the place..
"What happened to Senior Elder?" ask one of the SAINT curiously.
That elder of the Zhao Clan was unable to say much. He felt embarrassed, because of the grip attack he had exerted earlier, not touching even the shadow of the figure who was coughing earlier. The seven people looked confused and looked around, traces of the figure that he said suddenly appeared.
About ten breaths later, a small coughing sound was heard once again..
"ehem.." this time the voice came from the top. The seven men looked up at the sky.
Seen at the height of 25 spears in the air of a bright-faced young boy, with hair glowing as bright as stars. Beside the young man stood three men, each a young woman, and two men. The other man looked strange, he looked like a beautiful woman's face with thick makeup.
"Semidevil Sima Yong" they exclaimed at the same time.
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