The Ancient Sword Sect’s master was dead!

Yang Ye frowned, “What’s going on?”

Sword Scroll fell silent for a short while and replied, “Let’s head back and have a look! It’s quite strange!”

Yang Ye nodded and vanished on the spot.

Yang Ye shot through the clouds on his sword.

Yang Ye had quite a gloomy expression on his face. He didn’t just feel nothing for the Ancient Sword Sect’s master, he even felt dislike toward the sect master because of Sword Scroll. However, the news of his death was still very strange to be coming abruptly at a time like this.

Moreover, once he was dead, wouldn’t Yang Ye have to be promoted from junior sect master to sect master?

The junior sect master was actually a sect master on reserve. Once something happened to the actual sect master, the junior sect master would naturally be promoted into the sect master!

If it was someone else who was the junior sect master, that person may be happy about this turn of events, but Yang Ye wouldn’t!

What a joke! He...