As Fang Jian finished speaking, everyone present was in tears again, but this time it was not because of sadness, but because of excitement!

"Master Hongqing, tell me, what should we do?"

"Master Hongqing, we all listen to you."

"Yes, since the three auxiliary heavenly masters have handed over the authority to Master Hongqing, we will obey your orders from now on!"

"Master Hongqing, based on what you just said, I no longer have any complaints in my heart."

All the disciples expressed their support for Fang Jian, which surprised the original seven chief priests. They thought that this Master Hongqing was not only capable, but also good at winning people's hearts.

However, in the current situation, it is also a good thing that Fang Jian can use the tragic event of the death of the three auxiliary heavenly masters to unite people.

However, Yuan Zhongying, who had been beaten by Fang Jian before, came out.

Yuan Zhongying bowed to Fang Jian and said, "Master Hongqing, you've said it well, leaving me speechless. Perhaps the three Heavenly Auxiliary Masters were right to hand over the power to you. But how can you prove that you can lead us out of this predicament and forge a path forward?"

After Yuan Zhongying asked this question, everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Jian.

Fang Jian was not angry about what Yuan Zhongying said, because he asked a very practical question.

No matter how well Fang Jian spoke here, it could only stir up people's enthusiasm for a while, but what would happen afterwards? People were still unsure.

How could Fang Jian accomplish something that the previous generations of Heavenly Masters at the Heavenly Master's Mansion had failed to do? Was it just the elixirs and precious materials he brought back from the Canglan Sea? Or even killing a clone of a true demon? Even that wasn't enough!

Therefore, Fang Jian had only one answer to Yuan Zhongying's question: "Tomorrow at noon, all first-, second-, and third-generation disciples of the Tianshi Mansion, as well as those above the Nascent Soul stage, must gather outside the Dragon and Tiger Hall to see me! Then, I will give you a satisfactory answer."

After saying this, Fang Jian turned around, bowed and kowtowed towards Songheya, and said in a clear voice: "Now, bow three times to bid farewell to the three auxiliary heavenly masters!"

...

Western Land, the Land of Bliss.

The Black Rakshasa who was sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the ancestor Poxun suddenly opened his eyes, and then his Taiyi Golden Immortal Qi was suddenly weakened by three or four points.

The ancestor Mara on the Three Treasures Black Lotus Platform also opened his eyes and looked towards the Black Rakshasa.

Black Rakshasa was stunned on his throne for a moment, then stood up and bowed to the old ancestor Po Xun, saying, "Demon Lord."

The old man, Boxun, asked, "Tell me the details."

Black Rakshasa said: "There is a disciple of the first generation in the Tianshi Mansion in Donglu who has become possessed by a demon. I took the opportunity to build a sacrificial altar, but unexpectedly, before the altar was completed, he was discovered by the three Tianshi Assistant Masters of the Tianshi Mansion. However, those three were really stupid.

He wanted to extract the memories from the souls of this generation of disciples, but the disciple seized the opportunity and sent his clone to take over the body of one of the assistant heavenly masters..."

At this point, Black Rakshasa paused, then continued, "But I don't know what happened after that, because that clone was killed and the memories were not returned to me."

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Bo Xun asked, "What is the strength of your clone?"

Black Rakshasa said: "The strength of a perfect Golden Immortal."

Ancestor Bo Xun's eyes narrowed, and he said, "So, the one who killed your clone is at least a Golden Immortal, or someone who possesses several Golden Immortal magic weapons?"

"That should be the case, or rather... those three people used the golden immortal magic weapon left by the four great celestial masters of heaven." Black Rakshasa said.

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Bo Xun immediately looked towards the sky above Donglu, then shook his head and said, "No, if they use those four magic weapons, the guardian formation will definitely change... Let me deduce it."

After saying this, the ancestor Boxun began to calculate the secrets of heaven.

Just ten breaths later, Patriarch Boxun opened his eyes again and said, "The three assistant celestial masters of the Celestial Master's Mansion are now dead."

"What?" Black Rakshasa asked in surprise, "Dead? Could it be my clone?"

"It wasn't your clone who killed him, but an extremely powerful magic weapon. However, I can only see these secrets, and I can't see anything more." After saying this, the ancestor Po Xun said, "Perhaps, they really did as you said, using those four golden immortal magic weapons, and then chose to use themselves to bear the damage when the four golden immortal magic weapons combined to kill your clone, so as not to damage the foundation of the guardian formation."

"So that's how it is." Black Rakshasa said suddenly.

But the old ancestor Po Xun said: "There is another possibility, that is, the people from the Heavenly Court used the magic weapons they brought from the Heavenly Court."

"But why did he want to kill the three Heavenly Auxiliary Masters as well?" Black Rakshasa asked doubtfully, but soon he exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be that they are fighting among themselves?"

Ancestor Bo Xun closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said, "There is only one possibility. That is, the appearance of your clone has caused this god from the Heavenly Court to become suspicious of everyone in the Tianshi Mansion, suspecting that they have all been planted with demon seeds."

Upon hearing this, Black Rakshasa said in surprise, "Demon Lord, if that's true, then this person from Heaven is really helping us a lot!!"

The old ancestor Poxun smiled slightly, but did not answer Black Rakshasa, then closed his eyes without saying a word.

The Black Rakshasa bowed to the ancestor Poxun and went back, but his face was full of joy at this moment, and he didn't even care about the injuries caused by his clone being killed.