Qing Yue asked, “What’s wrong?”

Yang Ye looked up at the sky, “Throughout the West Region, around 50 cities have suffered the same fate as this one!”

Qing Yue spoke solemnly, “Why are they gathering so many souls?”

Yang Ye shook his head, “I don’t know!”

Qing Yue spoke solemnly again, “We must stop them. Otherwise, I’m afraid only our sect will remain in the entire West Region!”

Yang Ye’s eyes narrowed slightly!

Only the Ancient Sword Sect would remain!

Is that their true objective?

Yang Ye fell silent for a short while and said, “Come with me!”

All of them left the city on their swords.

The Ancient Sword Sect.

In the meeting hall, only Yang Ye, the Grand Elder, and Elder Xue remained.

Yang Ye said, “I think every move we make is within their grasp!”

Elder Xue glanced at him, “You think we have a mole?”

Yang Ye smiled, “Don’t you think so too?”

She replied, “If that’s true, that person possesses quite a high status in the sect!”

Yang Ye remained silent.

The Grand Elder and...