System's Super Sect Chapter 879 - 832: Sword Demon Strikes, Slaying Earth Unrestricted One After Another

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Previously on System's Super Sect...
The Sword Demon forces a group of fleeing Earth Unrestricted experts into a brutal game of survival, declaring that only half will remain alive after a quarter-hour. As he relentlessly hunts them down with terrifying speed and lethal sword techniques, the onlookers are left in awe of the Immortal Sect's dominance. Witnessing the systematic slaughter, other factions scramble to secure an alliance with the Immortal Sect, while the remaining survivors desperately hope to be among the lucky few allowed to live.

Those imprudent figures darting through the firmament faced far graver peril than he.

"I must survive!"

Driven by this singular conviction, the successor to the Nanhua Sect navigated the dense wilderness.

Yet, in the following heartbeat, a massive torrent of obsidian Sword Qi plummeted from above.

It not only claimed his life but devastated the very terrain, stripping the ancient, verdant forest into a barren wasteland.

Every blade of grass and towering tree was obliterated within that relentless wave of dark Sword Qi.

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Time drifted by.

A quarter of an hour had elapsed!

The spectators gathered around Star Sword Mountain remained, anchored by an emerging curiosity.

They were eager to discern which eighteen individuals had managed to endure.

Which eighteen Five-star Influences were destined for a gradual decline?

Bereft of an Earth Unrestricted Expert at the helm, it was only a matter of duration before these factions were consumed by rival Four-star Influences.

"They are returning!"

The gathering erupted in excitement.

They witnessed the black-robed Sword Demon streaking inward like a fleeting shadow, vanishing directly into the Immortal Sect.

He did not linger, a display that electrified the onlookers.

The sheer presence of the Sword Demon inspired tremendous reverence!

Yet, it simultaneously evoked deep dread!

Upon entering the sect grounds, the Sword Demon stretched his limbs and cast a signal toward the Elders and disciples awaiting him by the Main Hall.

His gesture indicated he had no desire to squander further time.

Yun Liao and his companions naturally refrained from obstructing him. "Elder Sword Demon, yield the remaining tasks to us."

"Should anyone prove absent, you may summon me again."

With those words, the Sword Demon promptly retreated to his private area for Cultivation.

He felt a pressing need to advance his mastery.

Having suddenly realized that his standing was less than secure weighed heavily on him.

The primary disciple of the Immortal Sect, Yang Lele, possessed an aptitude and comprehension for magic that vastly surpassed his own.

Falling short against Elder Long Yue was acceptable for the Sword Demon, but to be outperformed by a mere disciple? The indignity would be unbearable!

Following the Sword Demon's departure, Yun Liao guided Qin Shan and the rest toward the precipice of the Thousand Layers, though they did not descend.

Just then, the initial Earth Unrestricted Expert reappeared.

It was a familiar specter—Cao Tianjue!

Cao Tianjue touched down at the base of the Immortal Sect’s mountain and rushed toward the Sword Stele, exhaling a breath of profound relief as a smirk touched his lips.

"Fortune smiles upon those who survive such calamity!"

A wave of euphoria washed over Cao Tianjue, completely eclipsing the murderous rage and the morning pledge to demand tenfold retribution from the Immortal Sect.

Moments later, a dozen more figures materialized in quick succession.

Within less than half an incense stick’s duration, seventeen survivors had assembled!

None dared to attempt an escape!

They understood the reality: a monk might flee, but the temple remains. Escape was an option, but what of their kin?

Since the Sect Leader of the Immortal Sect had declared they would be detained, they trusted his word implicitly.

Otherwise, if the Sword Demon decided to execute them all, it would merely be a matter of time.

"Brother Yang has perished."

"Old Demon Xie is gone as well."

"That fellow Luo Shen, he is finished too?"

Seventeen Earth Unrestricted Experts stood at the mountain's base, exchanging glances as they accounted for the fallen.

As they took stock, an oppressive silence settled over them.

Lifting their gazes, they looked toward Yun Liao and the Immortal Sect members watching from above.

At a signal from Yun Liao, Qin Shan addressed the group: "The Sect Leader is benevolent; despite your aggression, he has no wish to annihilate you entirely. However, grasping the art of survival is no simple feat, do you comprehend?"

Qin Shan swept the seventeen with his gaze.

They offered awkward, strained smiles but remained mute.

No one dared utter a syllable.

Noting their silence, Qin Shan casually flicked his eyes toward Cao Tianjue and Feng Xiaoshi, causing both to stiffen instantly.

The implication hit them like a hammer!

Clinging to the prospect of mercy, Cao Tianjue shouted, "I am prepared to barter anything for my existence! Name your price in White Crystal, and I shall provide it!"

At the mention of White Crystal, Feng Xiaoshi shivered visibly.

By sunrise he was sworn to vengeance, yet by dusk, he was bartering White Crystal once more to preserve his life.

Feng Xiaoshi stammered, "The Feng Family shall offer 400,000 White Crystals, pleading with the Immortal Sect for a solitary reprieve."

400,000 White Crystals was a staggering sum.

It essentially represented the total expenditures of the Feng Family for half a decade.

For five years, his entire clan would have to endure absolute austerity to recoup such a loss.

Yet, Feng Xiaoshi had no alternative; having paid 200,000 previously, he could not risk the alternative now.

Qin Shan glowed with satisfaction at these words and shifted his attention to the remainder.

Watching the other 15 Earth Unrestricted Experts, they felt the weight of his stare and quickly began bidding for their own lives.

Seventeen individuals, each contributing an average of 400,000 White Crystals.

That totaled 6,800,000!

Calculating this, Qin Shan, Yun Liao, and the others were overcome with delight.

They knew that reporting such a fortune to their miserly Sect Leader would surely elicit his immense joy.

Nevertheless, Yun Liao remained unsatisfied and opted not to release them immediately. "Instruct your subordinates to deliver the White Crystals. You have precisely seven days. After seven days, any deficit will be settled with your lives."

The seventeen subordinates nodded vigorously, swearing in submissive tones that the deadline would be met.

Yun Liao continued, "During this interim, you seventeen shall remain within the Immortal Sect boundary. Elder Qin Shan will direct you to your assigned labors."

Qin Shan added, "You have one quarter of an hour to reflect; report back here immediately thereafter."

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