"Who!"

Bradwell Abernathy whipped open his cloak, revealing it bristling with blades inside!

It seemed that with just a flick, this uninvited guest would be pierced by a thousand knives!

"You've forgotten who I am?" The elderly man slowly walked over, holding an alchemy cauldron in his hand.

"Master?"

Upon seeing the old man's face clearly, Emperor gasped in shock.

The Emperor Master!

He had actually been released?

Nine-buliding Rivers and Mountains Array!

By rights, using the fortune of Swimming City to suppress the Emperor Master, he should have been long dead!

But why did it seem that his master was vigorous, showing no signs of deterioration?

Darin was not dead, the master was not dead!

What on earth had happened to this world!

"Emperor Master?" Darin slightly retreated, chuckling softly, "I didn't expect you to still be alive, too."

"Surprised? Back then you followed this beast and harmed me! You probably never imagined that you would also have a day like this!" The Emperor Master stared at Darin without any sympathy.

The fate of a traitor is not worth pity.

"Did you come here today by coincidence or were you lying in wait?" Bradwell Abernathy asked vigilantly.

Even though he couldn't see, he could feel the killing intent emanating from the other!

He was no different from those in the prison.

They were all traitors.

"I was indeed waiting, but did not expect it would be you." The Emperor Master slowly raised the Longsword, his robe fluttering without wind!

"Are we about to fight?" Darin turned his face, his ears constantly twitching.

In the Martial arts world, there are no true disabilities.

Some rely on hearing, more accurate than sight.

Some have only one arm, but kill more deftly than those with two!

The Martial arts world cares only about results, not process!

"I am ready to clean house." The Emperor Master squinted his eyes as he calmly spoke, "You, too, are part of this cleanup!"

As soon as he spoke!

The sword in his hand slowly descended.

A purple sword light emerged on the blade!

As if entwined with lightning!

The Emperor Master was a Sword Dao Grandmaster; back then, only Julius Reed could slightly surpass him!

When the sword is drawn, thunder echoes across the Nine Provinces!

The sky suddenly turned dark!

The once-clear sky was now densely clouded!

A Martial arts master perceives the world, can merge with and control it!

This is what is called commanding the wind and rain!

But there are very few in the world who can do this.

"Emperor Master, our enemy is the Emperor! You were suppressed for a thousand years, your abilities are no longer what they once were, and if you clash with me to the death, it will merely end in mutual harm!"

Darin could feel that overwhelming pressure!

It made it somewhat difficult for him to breathe!

In the prison, Emperor and others were already stunned into silence.

Neither the Emperor Master nor Darin were expected members.

Their endings would not be good.

But it seemed that mutual destruction was the best outcome.

This way, members of the Undead Tribe could continue to struggle on at death's door.

The moment the Emperor Master drew his sword, everyone felt the terror of that top-level Grandmaster!

Back then, Pranay Martinez used no one else but the Emperor Master, precisely because of his abilities!

"Emperor Master! We can work together!" Bradwell Abernathy did not want to fight; though he was getting stronger, he was far from being able to compete with the Emperor Master!

This was someone who could crush even an Emperor!

Back then he battled Julius Reed for hours, though seriously injured, he managed to escape intact.

While others among the Emperors, even if they joined forces, were also slaughtered together.

The Emperor Master's combat power was evident.

"If you do not stop, I will have to fight till death today!"

Darin's arrogance disappeared in an instant!

Swoosh!

He suddenly swung his cloak!

Dozens of flying knives shot out!

These flying knives in mid-air, split again!

Hundreds!

Nearly a thousand!

Poured down like heavy rain!

These blades were made of a very special material, specifically designed to counter the Undead Tribe!

Originally, these were meant for the Emperor!

But with the Emperor Master interrupting, Bradwell Abernathy had no choice but to use them early!

The Emperor Master remained motionless!

The Longsword in his hand continued to press down leisurely.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

In front of him, as if there was an invisible barrier, all the blades were blocked!

"Rise!"

Bradwell Abernathy clasped his hands and shouted!

The blades slowly coalesced into a sharp sword blade!

Directly stabbing towards the Emperor Master!

One centimeter!

Two centimeters!

Three centimeters...

The Longsword began to pierce through that obstruction, gradually approaching the Emperor Master.

However, the Emperor Master paid it no mind, as if all his attention was focused on the sword in his hand!

Darin's face was full of gravity.

He understood that at this moment, the Emperor Master truly achieved the union of man and sword!

If the sword is unbroken, the person does not die!

As long as the person doesn't die, the Sword Dao is immortal!

To kill such a Grandmaster was very challenging!

In the sky, the clouds gathered thicker and thicker.

Lightning crackled restlessly in the air.

"If you do not cease, there will be consequences!" Darin's face turned pale, he dared to boast of killing Julius Reed, naturally, he had the confidence!

The sound of thunder grew louder and louder!

In the sky, Heavenly Thunder began to condense!

Once the Heavenly Thunder fully forms, it will be the moment the Emperor Master truly strikes!

"Since you force me, then face death!" Darin's cloak whipped in the wind!

The Longsword pressed yet closer to the Emperor Master!

Crack!

With the sound came a twist of the blade at an impossible angle!

Unable to harm the Emperor Master at all!

"Old man, you've recovered well!" Bradwell Abernathy took out a rattle from his sleeve.

He began to shake it.

Thump!

The drum sounded.

The sword in the Emperor Master's hand shivered slightly.

In the prison, Emperor and others' hearts skipped a beat!

As if the drumbeat pounded in their heads.

Thump!

Another beat!

"My head!"

Within the prison, a warrior felt as though his head was about to explode!

The pain was unbearable!

The Emperor Master did not halt his actions, continuing to press the Longsword!

Thump! Thump!

Two drumbeats.

This time, warriors of the Undead Tribe in the prison clutched their heads, wailing.

Those with weaker constitutions could barely breathe and seemed on the brink of death.

The Emperor Master trembled slightly but did not cease.

Once the sword is drawn, there is no room to turn back!

The Heavenly Thunder bore down!

Darin was not feeling relaxed.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Three drumbeats!

Bang!

Within the prison, a member of the Undead Tribe's head burst open!

Dead.

Even the Emperor struggled to maintain balance, enduring immense pain to keep his focus!

The Emperor Master's forehead was sweating.

His face was pale, clearly finding it difficult to endure such pain as well.

Boom!

A rumble of thunder!

The Heavenly Thunder struck directly onto the sword blade!

In an instant!

Purple light burst forth!

Like a burst of flame!

The Emperor Master continued to press down slowly.

"This old immortal is truly strong!" Darin was somewhat surprised.

He couldn't care about much else, bit the bullet, and shook the rattle determinedly.

Four beats!

Darin touched his forehead, where there was a streak of blood!

This was the terrifying power of the Emperor Master!

Killing from a distance!

The wound continued to grow!

Four drumbeats!

The Emperor Master spat blood!

But he still pressed that sword!

With great determination!

Crack!

Bradwell Abernathy's body split into two!

The tattered rattle in his hand fell to the ground, broken, unusable.

"Ah!"

At that moment!

Below the Dusty Platform!

Inside a secret chamber.

Bradwell Abernathy rushed out, roaring in anguish!

His body was utterly ruined!

Like a dried-up corpse!

As if any further injury would finish him off completely.

"Emperor Master! I will tear you to pieces!"

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