As each person entered the furnace, the spiritual energy around them increased, and their inner spiritual energy became even more profound.
Even more terrifying, the zombies that jumped in did not disappear; instead, they transformed into countless vengeful spirits, floating above the furnace.
The densely packed white ghosts looked extremely terrifying.
Around the stove, in the center, sat a number of people.
These people all absorbed the power generated by the furnace.
Lu Shan noticed that there were many familiar faces among those people.
The patriarch of the Cangyu Holy Land, Yang Zhifeng; the Holy Lord of the Cangyu Holy Land, Yang Qiu; the chief elder, Zhao Quan; and the elder currently in charge of the Cangyu Holy Land, Lu Yangzi.
A rough estimate suggests that there were at least several hundred people inside the furnace that never went out.
In other words, nearly several hundred people have died because of the cultivation of the elders of the Cangyu Holy Land.
Lu Shan was terrified. The intense stimulation from his sight and smell sent a chill down his spine.
If there were a hell on earth, this would probably be the scene he was seeing right now.
At this moment, Lu Shan's vision returned to normal.
It was still in that dark room.
The difference is that he was now drenched in cold sweat.
It took him a long time to recover, but he was still shaken. He looked at Zhou Mu, his voice still stammering, "These...are they all true?"
Zhou Mu nodded and said, "So, do you still think the Azure Feather Holy Land has a reason to exist?"
Lu Shan shook his head, his face pale: "If they still exist, how many more wronged souls would there be in this world? Oh well, since we've encountered them, we must act on behalf of Heaven and atone for the sins of those who died unjustly."
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Azure Feather Holy Land
"What? Someone openly attempted to assassinate the Grand Elder in Great Wilderness City?"
Upon hearing the servant's report, Lu Yangzi nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Fearing he had misheard, he quickly asked again, glancing to his left and right. After the elders on both sides gave him affirmative answers, his face finally changed, turning as pale as paper, devoid of any color.
He stammered, his lips trembling slightly, and remained silent for a long time.
Zhao Liujia, standing beside him, was also pale-faced. "My great-grandfather..."
He simply couldn't believe that his great-grandfather, whom he regarded as a god in the heavens and who was considered the pinnacle of martial arts combat power, had died so easily.
Even if he is no match for his opponent, unless he is completely overwhelming them, he cannot possibly perish. He is very clear about this.
In other words, the mysterious man was much stronger than his great-grandfather, and even in his great-grandfather's eyes, he was in a completely overwhelming position.
The deeper he thought about it, the more terrified he became.
Compared to Zhao Liujia's terror, the faces of everyone present also turned pale in an instant.
Two veterans, the pinnacle of combat power, have fallen one after another: first, the patriarch Yang Zhifeng, and then the chief elder Zhao Quan.
These two are both veteran powerhouses who have been famous on the continent for a long time. They are both strongmen who have fought their way out of the bloody storms. They are like two pillars supporting the sky, guarding the giant Cangyu Holy Land.
However, the two giants have already vanished, and the Cangyu Holy Land will likely face the danger of collapse in the future.
"Elder Lu, what should we do now?"
In the ensuing silence, one of the more emotionally vulnerable individuals finally broke down and spoke out.
As soon as he said this, almost everyone in the hall turned their attention to Lu Yangzi.
At this moment, whether in terms of strength or seniority, Lu Yangzi was undoubtedly far ahead.
As someone from the same era as the patriarch Yang Zhifeng and the chief elder Zhao Quan, although he wasn't as dazzling as those two, he had no choice but to step up and take on the responsibility after their successive falls.
Lu Yangzi cleared his throat and said with a worried expression, "The best course of action now is to wait until we get through this crisis. For now, I will act as the Holy Lord. Does anyone have any objections?"
At this time, acting as the Holy Lord would undoubtedly be taking on all these difficulties, which is not a good thing.
Seeing Lu Yangzi take the initiative to shoulder the responsibility, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Lu Yangzi's willingness to step forward and prevent the Cangyu Holy Land from being leaderless was undoubtedly a cause for celebration.
Lu Yangzi, as the only remaining Saint-level martial artist in the Cangyu Holy Land, possesses supreme authority. Even Zhao Liujia, who is used to being arrogant because of his great-grandfather Zhao Quan, had to lower his noble head and obey the orders of Lu Yangzi, whom he usually looked down upon.
"Alright, since no one has any objections, I hereby announce the first holy decree of the Cangyu Holy Land: from this day forward, all channels connecting the Cangyu Holy Land with the outside world shall be closed. The mountain-protecting array shall be activated and patrolled continuously for twelve hours. Level one alert shall be initiated. Without my order, it shall not be closed. Alright, everyone, get to work. Elders, you may remain here. The rest of you may disperse."
Many people walked out with heavy hearts.
Overnight, the Cangyu Holy Land was like a blade of grass in a strong wind, a lone sail in a giant wave, drifting alone amidst the rising storm, in danger of capsizing at any moment.
The remaining people didn't look much better either.
Apart from Lu Yangzi, the strongest among them, who is at the Saint level, the rest are at most at the Divine Treasure Realm. Although they are only one step away from the Saint Realm, it is like a chasm that most people cannot cross.
A saint.
Even if the Azure Feather Holy Land manages to weather this crisis, its ranking in the Great Wilderness City will plummet.
"Those of you who remain now are the core leaders of my Cangyu Holy Land. As you all know, I will not hide it from you. The successive falls of several saints have severely damaged the vitality of my Cangyu Holy Land. Therefore, I have no choice but to restart the deal with the evil god."
At this point, Lu Yangzi's eyes revealed an uncontrollable excitement.
However, everyone's expression suddenly changed.
"An evil god..."
Zhao Liujia's pupils suddenly dilated, and just as he was about to speak, Lu Yangzi spoke up.
"Our Cangyu Holy Land is currently facing a shortage of skilled warriors. Several warriors at the Divine Treasure Realm are only half a step away from the Saint Realm. As long as the sacrifice is successful, our Cangyu Holy Land will be able to regain its former glory."
These words immediately drew a chorus of agreement.
"Alright, as long as it strengthens the Azure Feather Holy Land, we will support the Holy Lord's decision."
Everyone knelt down.
Zhao Liujia hesitated for a moment, but in the end he followed the others.
Lu Yangzi smiled with satisfaction upon seeing this.
He finally experienced the exhilarating feeling of commanding the world.
Having always been the third or fourth oldest, this was the first time he could say he had the final say, and it felt great.
Therefore, unseen by others, the corners of his mouth slowly curved upwards.
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