The essence spirit that the Elder of the Blood Moon Sect absorbed from the disciples was not enough to fill his powerful body. The strength he recovered was just one out of a thousand percent!
Everything was going according to the Elder's plan. His enchanting voice could delude the disciples and make them lose their fighting ability. He then threatened everyone with that smash.
However… Ye Qingtang showed up mid-way.
Suddenly, the Elder's face was extremely unpleasant.
His essence spirit was not enough to support his strength.
This time, the Elder of the Blood Moon Sect was in a real dilemma.
Ye Qingtang had figured out his disguise. Now with the sword in her hand, she could use the skills she had accumulated for three hundred years in her previous life to beat the Elder even though her cultivated spirit energy was not strong enough.
