Legend of Swordsman - Chapter 903

Chapter 903: The Blood Clothing Sect

Translator: Transn  Editor: Transn

In the vast void, a large team was moving forward slowly.

This team was made up almost entirely of people wearing fearsome scarlet armor. There were about a hundred of them.

Among these people were dozens of young men and women.

“Move faster!”

“Aha! Faster now!”

“Crack! Crack!”

The whips slashed heavily. The leader of the men in scarlet armor was a bald man. He had a savage look, and held a serpent-like whip in his hand.

“Father.”

“Little Wei!”

Crying and murmuring could be heard from the young people.

Among the crowd.

There was a young man in a shabby cloth made of animal fur. He had a dirty face and was holding a little girl in his arms. He may have been young, but his aura indicated that he had clearly reached the level of Divine Realm expert.

The Eternal World provided the perfect environment for cultivation. That is why there were countless geniuses, and this young man was one of them.

“Xiao Yin.”

The girl's body trembled slightly.

“Are we going to die, brother?” the girl asked. “This is the Blood Clothing Sect. I heard that when captured by these people, only one out of ten will survive at most.”

The young man's face was pale as death.

The Blood Clothing Sect was a notorious force in this territory.

They had only one method of gathering disciples. They looked for talented experts within an area and killed all of their relatives so they could bring the young men back by force.

After that, these young people would go through a b.l.o.o.d.y baptism.

The b.l.o.o.d.y baptism was actually an elimination game to knock out nine people from ten. Only the best could become disciples of the Blood Clothing Sect. Their way of picking disciples was truly far too cruel.

But their cruel methods provided them with strong disciples. And the Blood Clothing Sect had expanded that way. They were strong enough to rank top five in this territory.

The leader of the Blood Clothing Sect was so powerful that he was at the top of the Eternal Realm. It was said that he and the other two Dao Masters were in a close relationship.

That is why despite their notorious fame, no one dared to stand against them all these years.

“Don't worry, Xiao Yin. I will protect you.” The young man hugged his sister with tears on his face.

Suddenly…

Woosh!

Suddenly a man appeared in front of the crowd. All the men from the Blood Clothing Sect stopped at once.

“Who do you think you are to stop the way of the Blood Clothing Sect?”

“Well, I…” The bald man was greatly shocked.

Even a stupid man like him could not fail to realize that he had encountered a real expert, someone capable of killing him a thousand times in less than a minute.

“Please, sir. Ask me anything, and I will tell everything I know.” The bald man kneeled on the ground and looked at Jian Wushuang with terror in his eyes.

“Tell me, which territory is this?” asked Jian Wushuang.

“This is Python Territory,” he answered.

Jian Wushuang took out his map and began to study it.

“Python Territory is here!” Jian Wushuang looked at a point on his map.

Python Territory was fairly close to the Stellar Fog Sea but far away from the Tang of the East.

“If I start from the Python Territory, it will take me more than a hundred years to reach the Tang of the East on foot. It seems I have no other choice but to go to the Void Temple and find a wormhole,” Jian Wushuang murmured to himself. Then he asked, “Is there a Void Temple somewhere nearby?”

“Void Temple? What is a Void Temple?” The bald man was confused.

“You have no idea?” Jian Wushuang asked, but then felt relieved.

He was only in the fourth step of the Eternal Realm. He might have never had a chance to wander from the Python Territory. It was reasonable that he had never heard of a Void Temple.

“Sir, I have never heard of such a thing as a Void Temple. But the leader of the Blood Clothing Sect is knowledgeable, he even has a good relationship with the two Dao Masters in this territory. Surely he has heard of it. ”

“The leader?”

Jian Wushuang frowned. A cold smile spread on his face.