Zhuang Changhe looked around and nodded, then said to the eight chief seats behind him.

"Chief seats of each peak, lead your disciples back to the sect to recuperate."

"Yes, sect master."

After walking through the mountain gate, the disciples walked all the way up. Looking at the grass and trees on the sect and occasionally meeting some familiar figures, their eyes couldn't help but turn slightly red.

They were back. They were finally back.

Although this month wasn't long, it felt like many years had passed in their hearts.

When they were traveling together, everyone covered the entire square, but now only half of the square was occupied.

From this, it could be seen how much they had paid for this battle.

The disciples didn't say a word. They walked past the Nine Peaks'training ground and headed directly to their respective peaks.

At this moment, the elders who were in charge of leading the team had already arrived at the meeting hall.

Zhuang Changhe, the eight chief thrones, and the elders who stayed behind to guard the sect had arrived. However, no one was clamoring or discussing.

They were all standing on their own, listening to the experiences of the elders who had led the team over the past month.

When they heard that a disciple of a certain peak had fallen into the demon race's trap, everyone's hearts could not help but Clench. When they heard that their disciple had been defeated by the demon race one by one, their expressions became solemn again, finally, when they heard that the various forces in the east continent had stepped in to help them, they gradually heaved a sigh of relief..

As the elder leading the team this time, Lei Mingyuan, who was quite strong in all aspects, said with some lingering fear in his heart.

"Sect master, the Red Moon that suddenly appeared is really evil. We almost couldn't come back!"

The Red Moon and the red light phenomenon came in a hurry and went in a very strange way. However, that short hour was enough to leave a deep impression in their minds.

Hearing elder Lei's description, the other elders who were leading the team expressed their agreement.

After all, they were not the only ones who encountered the phenomenon. The other teams also encountered the same thing. Fortunately, they were only facing a small group of demons at that time, and they were forcefully worn to death by the array formation.

When they talked about the strange scene at that time, a solemn expression appeared on the faces of the group of higher-ups.

Although they did not follow their disciples down the mountain, they could also feel the shocking murderous aura from the mysterious heavenly sword sect. They could not help but be shocked.

It was just that they did not know what happened later that the aura mysteriously disappeared again.

"Master, do you know what caused that Red Moon Phenomenon?"

As the sound of his voice faded, a sloppy old man dressed in green clothes slowly walked out from the void.

He was carrying a crude wine jar, and his footsteps were light as if he had drunk too much.

After seeing who it was, everyone's eyes lit up.

"We pay our respects to Grand uncle-master Sword."

"Quickly get up, you bunch of brats. Don't give me that trick. I'm not dead yet."

Facing everyone's enthusiasm, the sloppy old man showed an extremely disdainful look.

Bastard? !

The youngest of the people present were all hundreds of years old. Upon hearing this, they all revealed awkward smiles.

The person in front of them was Zhuang Changhe's master, the current Grand Elder.

Few people remembered his name. The older generation called him old monster sword.

After a hundred years of seclusion, he finally overcame the lightning tribulation and broke through to the Ascension realm.

When he had sent his disciples down the mountain to slay the demons, Zhuang Changhe had asked old monster sword to follow him in secret.

This time, when the disciples returned, he had followed them all the way back.

At this time, the few leading elders also came to a sudden realization. No wonder there would always be people secretly helping out when they encountered demon experts. It turned out that these were all the masterpieces of this grand uncle-master sword.

"Thank you, Grand uncle-master Sword, for your help all the way. If it weren't for you secretly helping out, I'm afraid that we wouldn't even know if we would still be standing here today!"

Hearing this, old monster sword waved his hand disapprovingly and leaned against the seat of honor with the jar of wine in his hand.

"There's no need to talk about these things. If I let all of you die, those old guys would jump out of their coffins and point at my nose and curse."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhuang Changhe.

"Xiaohe, why did you call me out?"

Xiaohe? ! They didn't expect the sect master to have such a simple nickname!

When everyone heard Old Monster Sword Address Zhuang Changhe, they couldn't help but laugh.

Zhuang Changhe, who was standing at the side, looked embarrassed. "Ahem, master, there are so many people here. Can you give me some face? I represent the sect master now."

"Well done, Kid. After becoming the sect master, you don't recognize me as your master anymore, right?"

"You Cheater! Why didn't I kill you with a single palm back then? Why are you pissing me off like this now?"

Everyone laughed bitterly! After not seeing each other for so many years, this grand uncle-master sword was still as elegant as ever. He was as valiant and domineering as ever.

For a moment, everyone lowered their heads and looked at the tips of their toes.

In the Blackheaven Sword sect, everyone knew that this grand uncle-master had a strange temper. He was a classic example of a sharp tongue but soft heart. If they looked at him a few more times, they might even curse him.

"Master, I was wrong. I didn't mean it that way!"

Zhuang Changhe had a bitter look on his face. He wanted to give himself a slap. Why did he have to provoke his master when he could have provoked anyone? Now, he was a little embarrassed!

"Fifty jars of fine wine, and I'll forgive you."

Eh..

Everyone was stunned. Fortunately, they had their heads lowered and no one noticed.

Hearing Zhuang Changhe's promise of a hundred jars of fine wine, old monster sword's expression eased up a little.

"Say it, say it. Why did you call me out? I still have to find Ling 'ER to drink with later."

Hearing that they were about to get down to business, everyone raised their heads.

Zhuang changhe said seriously, "Master, did you notice anything unusual when you went down the mountain this time?"

"Unusual? You mean the time when the Red Moon was in the sky and the red light filled the sky!"

At this time, old monster sword also put away his frivolous expression. He held his beard as if he was recalling something.

While he was thinking, he would occasionally take a sip or two of wine.

Until the wine jar was empty, he clicked his tongue as if he was a drunkard.

"That time, I did find something unusual. It seems that the demon race used other methods to summon a very powerful demon king."

What? The demon race could actually summon a demon king! ! !

Everyone was in an uproar.

Zhuang Changhe was the most surprised because he knew the secret of the demon race at the bottom of the cliff behind the mountain. That cliff used to be the gateway of the demon race's world to the east barren, but now old monster sword said that the demon race did not need a gateway, they could also come to the east barren through other means!

How could this not shock him!

In that case, wasn't the gateway they were guarding useless?

No wonder even though the demon race had made a big move, they had never made a move against the mysterious Sky Sword sect.

Damn it! The demon race was trying to take advantage of the situation!