Chapter 198 Chapter 198

Chapter 198

There was dead silence in front of the space door.

Regardless of the size of their sect, they were all staring in a daze at Sect Leader Qi who had suddenly turned into a mortal.

They didn't understand what had just happened, but Sect Leader Qi, who had lost his spiritual power and roots in an instant and now became a mortal, was now standing in front of them.

All the cultivators present began to feel a chill down their spines.

Especially since the young master's hands were still covering Pavilion Master Han's eyes, as if he didn't want Pavilion Master Han to see Sect Leader Qi's miserable expression.

——By the way, someone also noticed that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was staring at Pavilion Master Han.

This strange relationship once again made everyone present feel cold in their hearts.

Even Liu Fengchang felt a chill at his back, and was glad that he was in the same group as the young master.

Although after becoming an immortal, the spiritual roots will grow into the immortal body and replace the flesh, blood and bones, but when she was still a little demon, she had seen how precious the spiritual roots of human cultivators were.

And now...

Liu Fengchang shuddered subconsciously.

"Why is it so cold?" Feeling Liu Fengchang's struggle, Mu Yuze asked with concern.

Liu Fengchang quickly shook his head. Mu Yuze considerately and carefully helped Liu Fengchang tidy up his slightly messy hair, and then continued to look at the cultivators in front of him.

Mu Yuze's voice also awakened the cultivators present. Sect Leader Qiao pointed at Sect Leader Qi who had been placed in his own territory and asked in a trembling voice.

"Young Master, Sect Leader Qi, this, this is..."

The young master didn't even look at them. He loosened his hands that were covering Pavilion Master Han's eyes and helped Pavilion Master Han put on the veil. Although Pavilion Master Han didn't have much expression on his face, one could feel his sincere compassion.

After helping Pavilion Master Han tie her veil, the young master spoke slowly.

"It's just an experiment. Didn't Sect Leader Qi say that those with low cultivation could also be sacrificed? Now the facts are out. It's useless for him to be sacrificed even if he is at the early stage of Nascent Soul."

The young master's disdainful words reached the ears of everyone present.

Sect Leader Qiao boldly asked again: "Does this sacrifice only require cultivation?"

The young master did not say anything, but just waved his other hand impatiently. An San, who had just returned from behind him, paused, took out the cheat sheet at a very fast speed, glanced at it, and then stepped forward to explain.

"The hole in the natural moat - that is, the space gate - is ultimately caused by the loss of spiritual power. However, life force and spiritual power cannot be converted into each other, and there is no need to sacrifice what is not needed."

An San secretly groaned as he spoke.

An San is a thug who was forced to work as a secretary because An Si came down to earth to help the young master supervise the immortals.

God knows he didn't sleep the whole night last night just to review these. Although cultivation can improve the brain, a clear mind has little to do with the original IQ. Although memory has improved, it's like math. Things that can't be remembered are still not remembered, and things that can't be done are still not done.

But for An San, those stargazing results that those magic arrays and offerings talked about in a mysterious way were just mathematics.

I can't understand at all, and I can't learn at all.

Fortunately, after the offering knew about this situation, he wrote him some words that he could understand. Thank you to the offering.

An San was thinking a lot in his mind, but he still looked reliable on the surface.

Sect Leader Qiao did not ask any more questions. If it was Han Jue, he would have dared to ask a few more questions, but that young master and the guards around him...

Even if Master Qiao was extremely courageous, he would not dare to get involved with these two.

Fortunately, the situation is finally clear.

However, the people from various sects present did not dare to move forward, especially the little disciple who had just quietly placed his hand into the range of the magic circle out of curiosity. He was almost crying.

The faces of the leaders present were not much better.

Just sacrificing your cultivation and not your vitality, does that sound quite merciful?

That's just what it looks like!

In the world of cultivation, anyone without spiritual power will be bullied. Even if he has made contributions to the world of cultivation, he can only be a mortal and live a chaotic life.

There is even the possibility that they will be taken away by a sect for breeding, and without a father or mother with high cultivation, the child may even become a blood bag of the children of a noble family.

This is not alarmist - how could they not know what they did?

In fact, all the leaders present were experienced warriors, so they would not be surprised even if someone died.

But grinding meat with such a blunt knife drove them crazy.

The reason they can stand in their current position without being bullied by anyone is not because of their cultivation, right?

And now to sacrifice their cultivation - it would be better to just let them die.

Long Feng didn't show much expression, but he looked more like he was frightened than calm.

——After all, he is the closest to the magic circle in the whole place.

If Long Feng knew what others were thinking, he would probably tell them expressionlessly that he was not scared silly.

He just felt weak in the knees.

*

Long Feng's legs really went weak.

He had encountered this situation before, but it had never been as critical as it is now. His cultivation was sealed, and he was also wearing a dog chain around his neck in order to suppress the fluctuation of spiritual energy through elixirs.

There were even six immortals at the scene, and one of them was staring at him.

Under such a tight net, it would not be difficult for Han Jue to throw him into the magic circle.

After all, that magic circle was set up by Han Jue.

Long Feng felt a little unwell and kept thinking of a solution in his mind. He looked up at the people around him. He could not escape by himself now. He could only hold on to her thighs as he did before.

The only female fairy present now has the lowest cultivation level, so her words carry little weight. But her husband, the Crown Prince, has been staring at Han Jue with a cold face from before to now.

Long Feng dared to conclude that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was quite disgusted with Han Jue, although he didn't know why he hated him. After all, Han Jue didn't seem to have any communication with the female fairy, and he shouldn't have any improper relationship with the female cultivator, but he might be able to start from this aspect.

Just as Long Feng was thinking, everyone present noticed that the Snow Hair Pavilion Master's mood finally returned to normal after being comforted by the young master.

But the young master said with a look of disappointment: "You have clearly decided to sacrifice them for the sake of the cultivation world. These are the necessary costs. Why are you still looking so half-dead?"

"Besides, they only sacrificed their cultivation, not that they are dead."

The Snow-haired Pavilion Master shook his head with a heavy but determined expression: "I just... can't bear it, but I can't stop."

The young master suddenly became a little angry, but at this time Long Feng keenly noticed that the look in the eyes of the Crown Prince behind them when he looked at Han Jue suddenly turned into hatred.

Long Feng seemed to have found a way to survive. After thinking carefully for a while, he suddenly made an accusatory expression and said.

"Master Han, what's the difference between you talking like this now and when you changed my fate?"

Long Feng said righteously.

"You could have changed our fate for our own good, and now you have decided on Master Qi's fate for the good of the entire cultivation world. And now you say you can't bear it?"

"Why are you so heartless? You are just sacrificing others wantonly to satisfy your desire to be the savior!"

After hearing Long Feng's words, the Snow Hair Pavilion Master was stunned. He sat there, as if he had never realized this problem. He looked lost and pitiful, but Long Feng took advantage of this opportunity to pursue the victory.

He had noticed that the Crown Prince looked at him with approval.

Long Feng breathed a sigh of relief; his life was finally saved.

After that, as long as he spoke to the heart of the Crown Prince again, maybe he could bring him directly to the immortal world? Even though he was only at the Nascent Soul stage now.

But Long Feng firmly believed that he could find his own martial arts in the fairy world.

Long Feng has already seen a bright future beckoning to him.

"Besides, Pavilion Master Han, the prophecy you made is not so much for protecting the cultivation world as it is for consuming the vitality of the cultivation world."

Long Feng stood in Hanjue, talking eloquently even in shackles, and looked quite dazzling.

It was as if he was pretending to be a hero before his sacrifice.

"If we feed all those geniuses and people with great luck to this gate, perhaps when those alien demons come, our gate will be directly breached by them. Without high-end combat power, we will be slaughtered by them at will."

Long Feng turned the situation around with just a few words.

Even though the people in the cultivation world were limited by the strength of these immortals and did not dare to cheer for Long Feng, they all showed expressions of approval in their eyes - although they did not dare to turn their faces to the immortals.

Although they had believed that Han Jue's prediction must be true, they had put all the high-end combat power of the cultivation world into it in one go. If the evil demons from outer space did not come in from outside but landed directly in their cultivation world, their cultivation world, which had lost its high-end combat power, would probably face another wave of brutal war.

Long Feng looked at the expressions of everyone present who agreed with him, so he naturally stood straighter. He also specially observed the expression on the face of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince when he looked at him.

'Very good, another wave of approving expressions.'

At this time, the Snow-haired Pavilion Master also had a slightly shaken look on his face. The young master beside him was originally just watching the show with relish, but when he saw that the Snow Pavilion Master seemed to be really shaken, his brows furrowed. The look he gave Long Feng also became unfriendly.

However, Long Feng did not care. As long as there was one person willing to protect him, it would be enough. Others would most likely not conflict with their own people because of a cultivator like him who was only in the Nascent Soul stage.

A certain unknown young master: Haha, who are we to blame for being one of them?

Fortunately, I don’t know what the Pavilion Master was thinking, but he suddenly became firm.

It took him a long time to speak.

"...The cultivation world needs people to give it a push so that it can move towards the right path. We cannot push hundreds of millions of people onto the wrong path just because of a few words."

It was rare for the Snow Hair Pavilion Master not to speak in a flowery tone, and that flowery tone seemed to appear only when he was making predictions.

"It's like a spirit boat that's about to crash," Snow Hair Pavilion Master said slowly, "There are only two places it can land. One is a sparsely populated small village with only a few dozen people, and the other is a large city with a population of tens of millions."

"A thousand people have a thousand opinions, but I have only one answer."

The Snow-haired Pavilion Master slowly revealed a gentle yet determined smile.

"I will always choose the sparsely populated village."

*

After hearing what Pavilion Master Xuefa said, Long Feng suddenly realized something.

He seems to be in the sparsely populated village of Pavilion Master Xuefa.

——But even if he is also from that village, if he finds a way out for himself, Han Jue will not force him into the magic circle.

Just as Long Feng was thinking about this, Sect Leader Qi seemed to have finally reacted.

He looked at his palm which had lost all its strength after being separated from the spiritual power, and then looked at the fine lines that appeared on the back of his hand in just a moment. He was stunned at first, and then he looked up at the Snow-haired Pavilion Master.

The whole person suddenly burst into the direction of the Snow-haired Pavilion Master.

“Han Jue——! I’m going to kill you!”

As he spoke, the Snow-haired Pavilion Master turned his head as if he didn't dare to look at him, but a cold light flashed in the young master's eyes.

The next second, a big hand appeared in front of Master Qi.

With a "click", Sect Leader Qi fell softly to the ground.

From the moment Master Qi suddenly jumped up, to the moment he shouted and rushed towards Pavilion Master Han, to the moment he was strangled to death by that guard, the whole process took less than a minute.

The people present didn't even react to what the guard had just done.

——Until Sect Leader Qi’s body fell heavily to the ground.

"Senior Brother!" Another elder from the Kongtian Sect who came this time was also Seventeen's master before he changed his name. He watched the guard kill his senior brother so casually, and he was so sad and angry that he subconsciously took action.

As soon as he said this, his magic weapon was already in front of Han Jue.

People always pick on the weak, so he naturally couldn't confront them head-on. One was the young master of an immortal sect, and the other was a guard with higher cultivation than him. He would be crazy to go against both of them.

But Han Jue was different. He looked so fragile just now, and this attack that could penetrate all defenses might hurt him.

As long as he can injure Han Jue, he will be victorious...

However, a golden light flashed, and his magic weapon did not hurt Han Jue at all, but his vision was blocked by a big hand.

The next second, the same dead and pale eyes appeared behind the big palm.

Three minutes later

“Bang!”

The pair of brothers from the Kongtian Sect fell to the ground in an orderly manner.

*

"Two people, both of them are in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and there is no change at all. This should prove it now."

The young master stood in front of Pavilion Master Han and said with a disdainful expression on his face.

Behind them, the female fairy who was called over by Bai Fenglin was a little surprised, but then she accepted that two people had just killed them.

The Crown Prince didn't even show any expression, but when he saw the elder of the Kongtian Sect was about to take revenge, he showed a look of disdain on his face.

It was as if their lives were no different from those of ants in the eyes of these immortals.

Master Qiao finally came back to his senses from this incident and saw that those immortals were quite calm and didn't even feel that there was anything wrong.

Now Sect Leader Qiao finally realized why the expressions on their faces looked so familiar - they had the same expression when they treated the small sects and Feng Chao.

Master Qiao shuddered all over, then thought with a wry smile, is this retribution?

All the arrogance they had in the past has now returned to them.

"It can be proved, it can be proved." Master Qiao said immediately.

They didn't even consider the fact that they didn't make the record just now and that someone might question them later.

——What if these people fail to record it, and then we catch a few more people and make them record it?

Sect Leader Qiao thought about it and planned to go back first, and discuss how to dispel the rumors without letting these ancestors get involved. They didn't dare to let these people get involved. If a few more people died, they would have no way to explain this conference.

But Master Qiao wanted to quickly end this trip to the space gate, but the others did not let him go.

For example, the young master, and the guard behind the young master.

The reason was naturally because of what Long Feng had said before.

The young master seemed to want to teach Long Feng a lesson, but his progress was interrupted by several people from the Kongtian Sect.

At that time, Sect Leader Qiao was relieved, thinking that Long Feng would not be hated by the young master as he did this.

After all, with the two role models from the Kongtian Sect before him, Long Feng only said a few words, which should not attract the attention of the young master. It's a pity that Sect Leader Qiao underestimated the mind of those in high positions.

Just as they had underestimated their own tolerance for ordinary monks who provoked them.

"It seems that this person is quite dissatisfied with Ajue's prediction, and even involved in a conspiracy against the cultivation world."

The young master said this with a seemingly perfect smile, but the words he said made Long Feng's eyes widen immediately.

"I don't know if this impassioned Long Yishi is willing to help us complete this experiment. After all, the two young cultivators from the Sky Sect didn't make any repairs to the natural moat after they entered. I doubt anyone would think that our formation is broken."

The young master said sincerely: "I hope this Long Yishi can help test it. After all, it's just some cultivation. If the test shows that the formation is broken, you have saved the cultivation of the entire cultivation world, right?"

Long Feng looked a little trembling. He looked at the young master in front of him and felt that he was a devil. He just wanted to say a few words to Han Jue to win the favor of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but this man really wanted to take his life.

If Long Feng had lost his cultivation, Mo Lou alone would be able to kill him thousands of times, not to mention his enemies throughout the cultivation world.

He immediately wanted to beg for mercy, but the young master had the guards cover his mouth in time.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince: He still has His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but when he looked to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for help, the female cultivator next to him happened to block his view of the person seeking help.

And the Crown Prince just glanced at him briefly and then turned his attention to the female cultivator.

Long Feng was genuinely angry.

"It's already this late, and you're still staring at women!"

Long Feng was completely unaware that the boomerang had pierced his former self. He looked at the magic circle and felt more and more terrified. But in the end, he still completely entered the magic circle.

The next second, the magic circle emitted brilliant light again.

Sect Leader Qiao, who had been afraid to even breathe a single breath, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He had already recorded the scene of Long Feng entering the magic circle using the phantom ball, so they didn't need to enter the magic circle.

Master Qiao thought.

Then he heard the young master beside him say: "Okay, now that the rumors have been cleared up, you can start thinking about who these places will be given to."

Sect Leader Qiao was a little confused: "When was the rumor clarified?"

The young master casually took out something from the air that looked extremely familiar to Sect Leader Qiao.

"You guys in the cultivation world still have useful things occasionally," the young master said, waving the Wanjietong in his hand, "This Wanjietong can transmit the online images synchronously. I just hung it next to me. Now it seems to be quite effective in clarifying rumors."

Master Qiao looked at the barrage of comments flying across the Wanjietong and couldn't help but sigh that the presentation effect did seem good. However, the young master's subsequent words brought Master Qiao back to reality, and the barrage of comments on the screen cleared away.

"Okay, who's the second one to enter the magic circle?"

The young master said with a smile.

Behind him was the dying Long Feng and a space gate that had obviously shrunk.