Kapitel 427: To Know of Hotpot but Not the Bloodline

A sword light passed through his chest.

The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect grunted, and fell down like a piece of a drifting leaf.

Though his Cultivation state was similar to that of the Immortal Sect Master of Green Mountain Liu Ci, he had received a hit from the Emperor's palm and his spiritual awareness had suffered tremendously; how could he evade the sword of Green Mountain, the energy of which Liu Ci had been accumulating for a few days?

When everybody thought that the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect would die for sure, the figure that looked like a drifting fallen leaf had suddenly disappeared amid the wind, merely leaving a puff of black smoke behind.