"The world has changed."

"It's not like the world has changed, it's just the rules among the younger disciples. But I'm very curious, where did this fire-attribute brute come from, running around causing trouble in our Blackwater Palace?"

Seven or eight people were chatting and laughing softly, their demeanor seemingly indifferent, but the stench of blood in their conversation was enough to terrify the disciples below.

As Dao Ling Grand Venerables within the Blackwater Palace, these people were all once Fang Zong, or rather, the central figure.

Each of them had been the most powerful disciple in the Blackwater Palace, and they were also the disciples who set the rules, just like Fang Zong now.

The woman with flower petals on her forehead smiled charmingly. With a wave of her hand, a large amount of black blood seemed to collapse like an abyss, or as if the Milky Way was scattering scarlet water, trying to forcibly pull out the red spot in the middle of her seclusion. But someone coughed behind her, and instantly a sky full of mournful brown lightning blocked her way.

That brown color, that lightning, was actually formed from the sediment of rolling blood!

"It's just that the younger disciples are changing the rules, why are you interfering, Hua Gu?"

The speaker was the owner of the brown lightning, a thin young man.

As the man looked up, lightning flashed, and the small tree on his forehead also flickered with lightning, as if it had thousands of scarlet blood eyes staring intently at the woman named Hua Gu. Hua Gu's pretty face flushed with anger as she met the man's thousands of red eyes, trembling and lowering her head, her heart filled with fear.

"Hua Gu wouldn't dare, but this fire-attribute kid..."

"Whether it's fire or any other attribute, all I want from Blackwater Palace is talent."

The red-eyed man sneered, "The rule for junior disciples is that the strongest is respected. This... Fang Zong, if he becomes the strongest among the juniors, whatever he says goes. The rules he establishes will be the ironclad rules that all disciples must abide by! Hua Gu, have you forgotten that we still have our ancestors and that one above us? We cannot interfere in the struggles of junior disciples. Giving disciples room to grow is also a rule established for us by our ancestors and that one."

Or is it that,

you,

want to,

To break this rule?

“I, Hua Gu, have witnessed your abilities and will listen to you. But the Ancestor and Lady Blackwater set rules for us. We are all Dao Spirit Grand Venerables, so why do they set rules for us? Thousand-Eyed Grand Venerable, I, Hua Gu, would rather listen to you than them…”

"They are stronger than my Thousand Eyes."

The Thousand-Eyed Great Venerable chuckled softly, patted Hua Gu on the shoulder, and then looked at Fang Zong.

He saw through Fang Zong's current situation and knew that Fang Zong's rules might need to be changed soon.

Because Fang Zong will soon become a Dao Spirit Grand Venerable just like them.

He seemed to see himself in the sky, for when he became the next generation of disciples, he too had to challenge the vast heavens of the past!

"Between Fang Zong and Zhongdian Yidian Hong, who will win?"

"Well, Zhongdianyihong is currently in seclusion, which is Fang Zong's good fortune. I hope his luck is even better and that Zhongdianyihong will emerge from seclusion later... Hmm? He's awake?"

The Thousand-Eyed Great Venerable suddenly looked up at the sky and laughed loudly.

The other powerful figures behind them, after a moment of stunned silence, suddenly burst into laughter that echoed throughout the entire Blackwater Palace.

The blood mist dissipated, the white clouds shattered, and the sunlight shone down, dimming wildly in the sight of the Thousand-Eyed Great Venerable.

Only Fang Zong, sitting cross-legged atop the pavilion, remained, waiting for the tributes from the Blackwater Palace disciples.

...

…………

The stinging sensation between my eyebrows is getting stronger.

Fang Zong couldn't sit still any longer and unconsciously looked to the west. There was a small pond there, its surface shimmering with crystal-clear water.

Water should be crystal clear, either as blue as the sea, as clear as a lake, or as sparkling as a stream, but when you scoop up a handful, it should all look transparent, just like this pool of water.

However, inside the Blackwater Palace, the more normal the water appeared, the more unsettling it became.

Fang Zong thought to himself.

What stung his brow was clearly a terrifying wisp of sword energy. He had seen many skilled swordsmen, such as Yasuo, who was a ruthless blade, but when Yasuo was defeated by him, he was even more of a merciful sword.

Yasuo's strength is beyond doubt. Even if he can't compare to the people in the Great World in terms of strength, in terms of swordsmanship alone, he has long believed that Yasuo has reached the pinnacle.

But encountering such sword energy made him suddenly feel—

This is a true sword!

'Gurgle...'

Bubbles began to rise from the pool.

The woman's words, carried on the bubbles, were as sharp as swords.

"Someone actually wants to change my rules?"

"I once said there are no true heroes in the world. I was wrong. You are a hero in terms of courage, daring to challenge me, a peak Imperial Dao cultivator, with energy intensity dozens of times that of an ordinary first-grade Imperial Dao cultivator? Do you think I am an ordinary peak Imperial Dao cultivator? A true hero?"

"Heh, hohohoho..."

The sound gradually subsided, and the stinging sensation between Fang Zong's brows also disappeared.

He stared at the crystal-clear pool of water and smiled softly.

"Is there a red dot in the middle?"

"Interesting. He temporarily emerges from seclusion to mock me, and then goes back into seclusion?"

Fang Zong didn't care much about this little "interlude." He shook his neck, lit a cigarette, and stared listlessly at the sunlight that seemed to be suppressed by something after the blood mist dissipated. He exhaled a puff of smoke, looking very leisurely.

The girl next to her, Xiuhua, was pale-faced.

Behind them, the beauties Chen Yu, Luo Yan, and Bi Yue were already trembling and wanted to run away.

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