The master goes down the mountain, I have nine invincible masters!

Chapter 3746 One sword strike, slaying a 9th-tier Saint!

Swish!

With a thought flashing through his mind, Ye Junlin remained expressionless, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the Burial Heaven Sword instantly appeared in his palm.

This scene was clearly filled with murderous intent.

Yet, not a single trace of its aura leaked out.

All around, there was silence.

Only a wisp of wind blew by, bringing with it a slight sense of desolation.

Ye Junlin gripped the sword hilt tightly, and in a flash, he leaped down from the mountainside.

He concealed his figure like a nimble monkey, occasionally tapping his toes against the mountain wall.

Soon, they arrived on the ground.

Although there were some subtle noises, they did not attract the attention of the people in the Holy Demon Realm because of the distance between them.

Ye Junlin was able to discover the people from the Holy Demon Realm ahead of time mainly because he was constantly releasing his mental energy.

It has been enveloping the surroundings.

While traveling, Ye Junlin did not reduce the area covered.

This is because Ye Junlin wants to hunt down demonic beasts.

Unlike Ye Junlin, the people of the Holy Demon Realm do not possess the ability to devour souls to enhance their power, and therefore do not have as many thoughts of killing.

On the contrary, I think it's best to proceed cautiously.

In conclusion, the people of the Holy Demon Realm were not paying attention to their surroundings at all times, which is why they did not notice Ye Junlin.

The other thing is...

Everyone in the Holy Demon Realm, including the old man at the ninth level of the Holy Realm, was now drawn to a grayish-blue grass.

At the same time, it also captivated their attention.

"Sacred Soul Grass!"

"I never imagined we'd encounter such a wondrous object in this cramped place!"

"The Land of Heavenly Souls is indeed teeming with opportunities!"

"With this Sacred Soul Grass, if we can make good use of it, we can further enhance our demonic embryo!"

"To obtain this item, this trip to the Heavenly Soul Land will not have been in vain!"

Looking at the single blade of grass before them, the eyes of everyone in the Holy Demon Realm shone brightly with excitement.

The old man, who was at the ninth level of the Divine Realm, was also so excited that he swallowed hard.

Holy Soul Grass!

Possessing this item can stabilize the soul, or even elevate it.

This is undoubtedly a huge boost for the innate demonic fetus that wants to replace the will of Heaven.

It can elevate the soul of a congenitally demonic fetus.

In this way, the integration with the Way of Heaven will naturally become more harmonious.

It is also much more powerful!

"If I take this back, the Venerable Saint will surely reward me."

The old man, a ninth-level Saint, swallowed hard, overjoyed: "Perhaps, if I am granted a great opportunity, I can directly reach the Venerable Saint level!"

"Then we congratulate the elder in advance."

Upon hearing the old man's words, everyone from the Holy Demon Realm around him immediately began to flatter him.

Just as the old man said, taking this item back will surely bring a reward.

There's no harm in them flattering you in advance.

"Hehe, you can't jump to conclusions too early."

Upon hearing this, the old man's face lit up with joy, but he waved his hand modestly and said, "This Sacred Soul Grass is extremely unique. It absorbs the Yin and Yang energies and the essence of the sun and moon. It takes tens of thousands of years to mature, and there are many intricacies involved in harvesting it."

"You need to prepare an extremely yang substance first, and then an extremely yin substance. Only by combining the two can you obtain it."

“Things of extreme Yin are easy to deal with; our Holy Demon Realm is extremely compatible with them.”

“That extremely yang substance is indeed rare; we must consider it carefully before proceeding.”

In the end, the old man sighed slightly.

"Elder, this Heavenly Soul Land is full of opportunities. Finding a supremely yang item shouldn't be difficult. I think it would be better to do this..."

A person from the Holy Demon Realm said respectfully, "We will leave a few people here to guard this place, and send a few more people to search for the supreme Yang item, bring it back, and then take this Holy Soul Grass away."

"This is the only way to proceed now."

The old man nodded slightly, then said, "This Sacred Soul Grass is of utmost importance. I must guard it personally. You will all go together to find the most yang item. You have three days. If you cannot find it, return here. In the end, you must stay together."

Upon entering this land of celestial souls, the people dispersed.

It's truly remarkable that we've managed to find so many people; we can't afford to let them scatter again.

While the old man was giving his instructions, Ye Junlin had already silently appeared in the crowd.

His eyes were calm, like a still well.

But in my heart, waves of emotion were already surging.

Holy Soul Grass!

This is exactly one of the items that the second senior sister needs.

I never expected it to be here!

It takes no effort at all!

Moreover, there was an unexpected bonus: the old man revealed how to harvest the Sacred Soul Grass.

If I hadn't come quietly, even if I had obtained the Sacred Soul Grass, rashly picking it would have caused it to lose all its aura.

In the end, all I got was a useless blade of grass.

"Holy Demon Realm, Holy Demon Realm, I really have to thank you this time."

Ye Junlin thought to himself, but his feet had already silently taken a few steps forward.

He avoided the people from the Holy Demon Realm and slowly approached the old man, still tightly gripping the Burial Sky Sword in his hand.

The old man was completely unprepared at this moment.

He waved his hand: "Go quickly, there's no time to lose. With me here, even if a ninth-level Saint from the Holy Domain comes, I can handle them. As for people from other forces, I don't take them seriously."

Upon hearing this, Ye Junlin raised an eyebrow slightly.

From the old man, we learned another piece of news—

The ninth-rank Saint of the Holy Demon Realm possesses combat power far exceeding that of the old man.

After all, he meant to maneuver around the situation, not to confront it directly.

These two should not be generalized.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Holy Demon Realm nodded solemnly in unison.

The old man nodded slightly, and before everyone had left, his gaze returned to the Sacred Soul Grass.

His eyes were filled with excitement and exhilaration.

At that moment, a cold voice rang out in the old man's ear without warning.

"You're probably not going to take this Sacred Soul Grass with you alive."

The voice was calm, and the tone wasn't particularly harsh, but to the old man, it was undoubtedly a thunderclap.

This caused his body to shudder violently.

"Who?!"

Completely subconscious, the old man let out a roar, and the demonic energy on his body surged out instantly.

Driven purely by instinct, one must use demonic energy to form a defense.

But, it's too late!

Swish!

A crimson-gold sword light appeared in an instant, along with Ye Junlin's figure.

He stood to the side of the old man, expressionless, with cold eyes, holding the Burial Sky Sword, and swiftly and mercilessly slashing across.

The sword light was not an aura, but the cold light emanating from the Burial Sky Sword itself.

laugh!

The old man's demonic energy had just surged from his body, and before his defenses could even take shape, it was instantly cleaved open by the Burial Sky Sword.

Moreover, the Burial Sky Sword continued its relentless advance, showing no mercy as it swept fiercely across the old man's throat.

"Uh!"

The old man's body trembled instantly, his pupils dilated in a flash, and his face was filled with disbelief as he stared intently at Ye Junlin.

"Ye, Ye Jun... Lin!"

He stared intently at Ye Junlin, uttering the name with immense difficulty, blood gushing from his throat.

"Uh uh uh……"

The old man suddenly reached out and covered his throat, but he couldn't stop the blood from spurting out.

I can't even speak!

A feeling of suffocation washed over him like a tidal wave, causing the old man's vision to blur.

Finally, his body fell straight to the ground.

No breath at all.

One sword strike, slaying a ninth-tier Saint!