The Xuantian Sect is gone.
It wasn't completely thorough.
Those forces that were out of the loop arrived too late, and not even a pot or pan was left behind. In just a few days, the Xuantian Sect's stronghold was completely ransacked.
The disciples of Xuantian Sect were helpless as wave after wave of people entered aggressively. They had no choice but to go along with them, because any resistance would result in a beating.
The ancestor died mysteriously. Without the protection of a powerful figure, the Xuantian Sect was like a naked girl standing next to a bandit, utterly defenseless.
Some deacons and elders also sought help from the Sword God Temple, but they did not expect that the Sword God Temple was a ruthless and vicious group, even more ferocious than the previous groups.
From then on, the Xuantian Sect never recovered and fell into a deep abyss.
Compared to the jubilation of other factions, the Sword God Palace members were not in such a good mood.
They had seen the distress message from the Xuantian Sect clearly; the sect leader of the Xuantian Sect had disappeared after going to Zhongzhou.
As for the sect leader's demise, it was deliberately spread by someone with ulterior motives when the Xuan Tian Sect was in a state of panic.
Clearly, the spread of this rumor acted as a catalyst.
This added fuel to the fire that led to the downfall of the Xuantian Sect.
Whether it's a rumor or the truth, the facts are no longer important.
In the central hall of the Sword God Temple, Zhang Tianjian sat on a grand chair, his expression grave as he surveyed the elders on either side of him, remaining silent for a long time.
His face, which had always been reserved and secretive, was now ashen.
The atmosphere was heavy, and there was a silent oppressive feeling in the empty hall. If a pin had fallen to the ground, it would have immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Dead silence.
In the dead silence, no one dared to speak.
No one even dared to look Zhang Tianjian in the eye.
"Gentlemen, can anyone give me an explanation? How exactly did Yang Yun die?"
After a long silence, Zhang Tianjian tapped his fingers heavily on the table and said in a deep voice.
What he cared about wasn't Yang Yun's death, but whether all of this would involve the Sword God Temple.
If it really was people from Zhongzhou who made the move, then they need to be prepared.
After all, the ability to lose a saint must be quite remarkable, yet there is absolutely no news about him.
The feeling that things were out of his control made him uneasy.
Upon hearing this, everyone felt a tremor in their hearts.
Several timid elders even trembled violently.
As a being with the cultivation level of a saint, Zhang Tianjian is only one step away from the legendary saint king, and his status is undoubtedly extraordinary.
Therefore, when he showed signs of anger, even the elders who were much older than Zhang Tianjian were terrified.
At this moment, a middle-aged man stepped forward.
"Your Highness, I have something to say, but I don't know if I should."
Zhang Tianjian's gaze slowly focused in that direction.
The latter's youthful appearance surprised him slightly.
After all, apart from him, everyone present was an elderly person in their eighties or nineties.
It took him a long time to search his memory for information about this person.
Ma Tong.
This person is also a legendary figure.
He began practicing Qi cultivation at five, established his foundation at ten, and reached the pinnacle of the Dao Palace at twenty-seven, breaking through the five realms of the mortal world and attaining the realm of immortals and mortals.
He made rapid progress, as if divinely aided on his cultivation path. At the age of fifty, he broke through the Divine Treasury Realm and reached the level of a half-step saint, breaking the record of the youngest saint in the Desolate Heaven Domain.
As a result, Ma Tong entered the Elders' Council, the power center of the Sword God Temple, at the age of less than fifty.
Thinking of this, Zhang Tianjian's expression softened somewhat.
He nodded.
Ma Tong pursed his lips and said, "I believe that Yang Yun's death is inextricably linked to Ye Qingyi, the adopted son of the Lord of Zhongzhou."
These words immediately caused an uproar.
It should be noted that Zhou Mu was merely a martial artist who was still far from reaching the Foundation Establishment Realm. Compared to Yang Yun, who had already reached the peak, he was like a tiny firefly compared to the vast moonlight.
What Ma Tong meant by this was that it was nothing short of a fantasy, even somewhat ridiculous, for an ant to kill an elephant.
If anyone else had said those words, it would have surely caused a burst of laughter from the room.
But at that moment, no one dared to laugh.
All the elders looked at Zhang Tianjian with solemn expressions.
They knew that Ma Tong must have had his reasons for saying those words.
Zhang Tianjian frowned and said, "Tell me your reasons."
Ma Tong shook his head. "Intuition."
"Since that's the case, then I'll leave this matter to you. It would be best if you could be of use to me. If that kid doesn't know what's good for him, then you should do what you want."
A fierce glint flashed in Zhang Tianjian's eyes.
Ma Tong nodded heavily, his voice booming like thunder, "Understood."
at the same time.
Deep in the mountains, it's like a paradise on earth.
The culprit that caused such a huge uproar was squatting on the ground, staring in disbelief at the pile of scrap metal in front of him.
"What is this thing?"
He fiddled with them for a long time, but the small, charcoal-black iron pieces didn't budge.
I've tried everything, but nothing works.
In the end, he had no choice but to give up.
"It's supposed to be a reward from the system, but damn it, it's completely useless. It's just a scam."
Zhou Mu muttered to himself, seemingly feeling resentful, and kicked him hard.
Bang
hiss!
Zhou Mu gasped sharply, and when he looked down, he saw that his toenail was deeply embedded in his toe, and blood was already flowing out.
In a corner he wasn't looking at, a drop of his blood splattered onto the small piece of iron, instantly melting into it without leaving a trace.
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