I was just collecting them casually, how did the disciples become emperors?

When the Master of Divine Sword Peak heard what the Master of Spirit Mine Peak said, a ferocious expression flashed across his face as he cursed, "You idiot! I should have known you were such a coward!"

"You didn't stand by me and kept trying to persuade me. I should have just let you die from the beginning so you wouldn't be in the way here!"

The master of Lingkuang Peak never expected that the master of Shenjian Peak would be so heartless and say such vicious words.

He felt a sharp pain in his heart, regretting that he had misjudged the person.

At that moment, he said no more, but just looked coldly at the master of Divine Sword Peak, secretly swearing in his heart that if he could survive this disaster, he would definitely settle the score with him.

Ye Xinghe listened to their argument and shook his head slightly. He said loudly, "Master of Divine Sword Peak, please don't be so stubborn. Do you think you still have a chance? If you turn back now, you can still be given a lighter sentence. If you continue to be stubborn, you will only seek your own death."

The master of Divine Sword Peak ignored Ye Xinghe's warning.

"As long as I have the full power of the artifact, no one can stop me."

After saying that, he ignored his alliance with the master of Lingkuang Peak and directly attacked to kill him.

The head of Lingkuang Peak was shocked and angry: "You are crazy!"

Seeing this, Ye Xinghe winked at Zhao Changsheng and Ximen Feixue, and the three masters and apprentices took the opportunity to approach the two people who were fighting.

Ye Xinghe swung the sword in his hand, and a sword energy slashed towards them, forcibly separating them.

The master of Divine Sword Peak was forced back by Ye Xinghe's sword energy, but he still stared at the master of Spirit Mine Peak viciously.

"Today's matter is not over yet! After I deal with you, I will settle the score with him."

The Master of Divine Sword Peak, his eyes reddened, raised the divine weapon in his hand high up once again, emitting a cold and sharp light. He pointed it directly at the Holy Lord and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Today, you must abdicate and hand over the throne of Holy Land Holy Lord to me! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The Saint Lord's expression was as cold as ice that hadn't melted for a thousand years. He stared at the Divine Sword Peak Master and said, "Don't be so foolish. The position of Saint Lord cannot be coveted by a traitor like you."

The leader of Divine Sword Peak looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, with a hint of madness in his laughter.

"There's no point in talking any more. I'm going to fight you and show everyone that I'm the strongest in this holy land. The position of Holy Lord rightfully belongs to me."

After he finished speaking, the spiritual energy around him surged like a series of materialized storms, carrying his body suddenly into the sky.

He paused in mid-air, his clothes rustling, like a demon god overlooking the area below.

The magic weapon in his hand shone brightly, and the dazzling light illuminated the entire sky like a scorching sun.

Seeing this situation, the Holy Lord sighed slightly. He knew that a battle today was inevitable.

He slowly raised his hand, waved his sleeve lightly, and then the whole person soared into the sky like a stream of light, and instantly arrived at a high altitude opposite to the master of Divine Sword Peak.

A golden halo emanated from his body.

"Since you are so stubborn, I will help you and make you give up completely."

The Holy Lord's voice echoed in the sky.

The master of Divine Sword Peak took the lead in launching the attack. He shouted loudly and swung the sharp weapon in his hand fiercely towards the Holy Lord.

This sword may seem simple, but it actually contains the strongest power he has cultivated over the years.

If hit, you will die!

The Holy Lord's face was calm. He just stretched out two fingers and lightly pinched the sword blade.

In an instant, the seemingly indestructible black sword blade was like hitting an invisible mountain and was clamped between the Holy Lord's fingers, unable to move forward any further.

The black spiritual power surged wildly at the Holy Lord's fingertips, as if trying to break free, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, and it was futile.

The master of Divine Sword Peak was shocked when he saw this. He did not expect that the Holy Lord's strength would be so terrifying.

But he was now in a difficult situation and had no choice but to continue his attack.

He swung the magic weapon again, and countless sword shadows appeared in the sky in an instant. These sword shadows densely covered the Holy Lord in all directions.

A huge vortex of swords was formed, strangling the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord frowned slightly, he knew that this attack should not be underestimated.

In an instant, the golden halo on his body quickly spread out, protecting him from the harm of the sword energy.

The people of the Holy Land were closely watching the battle in the sky below, and they couldn't help but worry for the Holy Lord.

Ximen Feixue said worriedly, "Master, can the Holy Lord handle this? The Divine Sword Peak Master's attack seems extremely fierce."

"Don't worry. Bring me a small stool. I want to eat some sunflower seeds and watch the battle unfold."

Ye Xinghe also stretched.

When the disciples heard this, they all looked horrified. They really couldn't understand why Ye Xinghe was so calm. At such a critical moment concerning the survival of the holy land, he even had the mind to eat melon seeds.

The head of Lingkuang Peak was extremely anxious. He shouted at Ye Xinghe, "Ye Xinghe, it's already so late, and you're still so leisurely! The Holy Lord is facing a powerful enemy right now. Go up and help him quickly. Don't just stand by and watch!"

Ye Xinghe, however, seemed oblivious to the Spirit Mine Peak Master's urging. He leisurely took out a handful of melon seeds from his storage ring and began to nibble them. As he nibbled, he said, "No, no, no, the Holy Lord is unfathomable. This mere Divine Sword Peak Master can't hurt him. How could the Holy Lord die so easily? We can only wait here and wait for the outcome."

Ximen Feixue was still a little worried. He rubbed his hands nervously and said, "Master, if something were to happen to the Holy Lord, this Holy Land would be plunged into chaos. How could we just stand by and watch without offering a helping hand?"

Ye Xinghe chuckled and gently flicked the melon seed shells from his hand. He said, "My disciples, don't worry. The Holy Lord has experienced countless hardships. His cultivation and wisdom are incomparable to ordinary people."

"The Lord of Divine Sword Peak appears to be coming with a fierce force, but in reality, he's relying solely on divine weapons. His frantic attack is nothing more than the struggle of a trapped beast."

"The Holy Lord has his own countermeasures. If we rush in, we might even disrupt His plan."

As everyone was talking, the battle in the sky became more and more intense.

The golden halo around the Holy Lord became more and more dazzling, and his figure was looming in the halo, as if a god had descended.

The master of Divine Sword Peak had a ferocious look on his face, and sword energy crisscrossed and cut through the sky.

However, when these sword energies approached the Holy Lord's golden halo, they were like hitting an iron wall and dissipated into nothingness.

While eating melon seeds, Ye Xinghe explained the battle situation to his disciples from time to time.

"Look, the Holy Lord's golden halo is not an ordinary defense. It is a fusion of the Holy Land's supreme mental method and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Its defensive power is indestructible."

"Although the Divine Sword Peak Master's attacks are fierce, they lack stamina. His relentless attacks are rapidly depleting his spiritual energy, and it won't be long before he's exposed."

Soon, after hearing that something had happened in the holy land, the other peak masters rushed over from their respective peaks.

When the master of Lingkuang Peak saw everyone coming, he felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw.