Xiang Sheng glanced at Xu Tianming, and seeing that he had packed up reasonably well, he withdrew his gaze and immersed himself in the partial memories he had just obtained.
The Pantheon's sea of consciousness restrictions were really annoying, so this time she simply killed the person first and then took away their memory. Although the memory content she got was not much, it was better than nothing.
After looking through the memories, she learned that this person was the ninth hall master of the Pantheon, named Liu Zhenqing.
This person was originally an elder of the sixth-grade sect Wang Tianmen. Later, due to his limited lifespan, he was unable to break through, so he slaughtered a group of true disciples in the sect and, in exchange for a token of allegiance, joined the Pantheon.
Unlike Ma Jin, this person has joined the Pantheon for six hundred years. As early as more than a hundred years ago, this person was qualified for the position of the hall master in terms of both merit and cultivation.
It’s just that at that time, the Pantheon had not yet officially confronted Xiang Sheng, so the loss rate was not that high.
Over the past sixty years, almost all of the ten hall masters, except for Sui Lian, had died, and it was finally Liu Zhenqing's turn to take the throne. Unfortunately, he died before he could even warm up to the position of hall master.
There is no way these people's memory of information about the Pantheon could be more detailed than Sui Lian's.
Xiang Sheng only glanced over this person's life, then stopped his memory at the end and carefully checked all the matters big and small in the Hunyuan Secret Realm.
After reading it, Xiang Sheng took out a slightly larger green wooden plaque from Liu Zhenqing's storage ring and narrowed his eyes.
Liu Zhenqing is indeed the owner of the Mother Talisman, but there is more than one person who owns the Mother Talisman.
According to this person's memory, the person who planned the assassination in Hunyuan Secret Realm together with Shengxian Peak was a newly promoted Second Hall Master named "Yanxin".
Yanxin is proficient in the art of puppetry and is extremely afraid of his life. When he moves around outside, he only uses his puppet body, while his real body always stays in the Pantheon headquarters.
When planning the assassination in Hunyuan Secret Realm, she also implemented her own style of being cautious and cherishing her life. She sent the Ninth Palace Master as the main person in public, and sent the Tenth Palace Master to follow secretly.
If the Ninth Palace Lord shows up, the Tenth Palace Lord will immediately activate the spare mother communication talisman to reconnect with the child talisman.
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng lightly slid his fingertips across the green wooden sign, feeling a little tricky.
The reason why the true disciples of the three major sects became prey was because of the existence of the mother-child communication talisman.
If the mother-child communication talisman is destroyed, the fighting environment between the Pantheon and the three major sects will be relatively fair. If the disciples cannot win again, it can only be said that they are incompetent, and Xiang Sheng will not interfere.
She didn't expect that the mother talisman of this mother-child communication talisman was not unique, but there was also a spare one.
The plan was disrupted, and her mother's communication talisman not only could not be destroyed, but also had to be kept well.
At least it cannot be damaged before the Lord of the Tenth Palace discovers something unusual.
On the other side, Xu Tianming had almost finished cleaning up.
After repeatedly confirming that there was no trace left around, he picked up two sacks and returned to Xiang Sheng, guarding silently.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiang Sheng suddenly raised his eyes with a cold look.
She had no idea about the location of the Tenth Palace Lord for a moment, but as long as she weakened the Pantheon's forces, she could achieve her goal!
Thinking of this, she took the green wooden plaque in her hand, pondered for a moment, and then drew three skull marks on it, arranged in a triangular shape.
At the same time, the wooden signs on the waists of the Pantheon members scattered throughout the secret realm all vibrated.
Someone picked up the wooden sign and looked at it, his face changed instantly. Without saying a word, he gave up his plan and flew towards the agreed location.
The disciples of Shengxian Peak who were following them all looked confused, not knowing whether they should follow.
After struggling, most people chose to follow, but a small number gritted their teeth and took the opportunity to escape.
Half a day later, near the agreed location.
A gray shadow landed on a tree trunk. He carefully released his spiritual sense to scan it, but did not sense any breath, and his brows immediately frowned.
The Palace Master is not here?
Is it the full set?
Just as he was thinking, a familiar hoarse voice suddenly rang in his ears: "Everyone is not here yet, wait a moment."
Gray Shadow was startled and quickly withdrew his consciousness, carefully lying in wait on the tree.
Over the next half day, many people arrived one after another, and everyone was able to meet and communicate privately.
"The Palace Master sent an urgent message, but has something serious happened?"
"I don't know either. Let's wait and see."
"I came first. The Palace Master sent a message saying that everyone is not here yet. It seems that he will wait until everyone is here before he speaks."
"What should we do with these disciples from Shengxian Peak who followed us?"
"Why should we worry? The Palace Master will handle it himself."
“…”
Xiang Sheng and Xu Tianming were in the bushes right in the center of the agreed location. No one could see them because of the layer of power that defied the heavens.
Xu Tianming watched as more and more people gathered around him.
What does Master want to do by gathering all the people from the Pantheon?
He secretly glanced at Xiang Sheng, who was still leaning against the side with his eyes closed. His heart was beating like thunder and he didn't dare to think any more.
In the evening, the setting sun shines through the dense shadows of the trees, casting a dim light.
The people from the Pantheon had finally arrived and were scattered around the bushes. A rough count showed that there were over a thousand of them.
"We're all here."
When many people's patience was about to run out, a dark shadow flashed in the forest and fell into everyone's sight.
Xiang Sheng finally showed up.
Everyone in the Pantheon looked stern, and without prior agreement, they gathered in front of Xiang Sheng and said in unison, "Greetings, Palace Master!"
As soon as the word "Palace Master" came out, the faces of the disciples from Shengxian Peak who followed him changed slightly. They were just hesitating whether to follow suit when they heard Xiang Sheng say:
"Everyone from Shengxian Peak, stand aside."
Xiang Sheng pointed to an open space on the right. Everyone on Shengxian Peak dared not disobey and hurried over to stand still.
After they stood still, Xiang Sheng shifted his gaze back to the people in the Pantheon, "How many people haven't arrived yet?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the Pantheon looked up suddenly and their faces changed drastically.
"You are not the Palace Master!" someone exclaimed in shock.
Only the Palace Master knows how many plans are involved in this trip; they have no idea.
Xiang Sheng didn't expect to reveal the secret in her first sentence. She only got part of Liu Zhenqing's memory, so some mistakes were inevitable.
But it doesn’t matter.
She smiled, and a sword energy shot out with her finger. A bloody hole immediately appeared in the throat of the person who had just spoken. He fell backwards and his life was gone.
"Sword Qi! He is a disciple of the Myriad Veins Sword Sect!"
Someone shouted, "Let's go together and kill him!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the six hundred people attacked with all their might. The colorful true energy condensed into a ball, erupted with terrifying waves, and fell towards Sheng.
Amidst the fluctuations, Xiang Sheng had an expressionless face. Instead of advancing, he retreated. He stretched out his hand and clenched his fist. Under the shocked and dazed gaze of everyone, he punched the mixed true energy ball hard.
Bang!
The true essence exploded and flew backwards, crushing countless bodies along the way, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.
The quiet forest instantly turned into a hell on earth.
"He's not a disciple!"
"Unbeatable!"
"Run!"
Everyone was terrified and instantly lost the courage to attack again, and fled in all directions.
However, before he could escape a hundred feet, the fastest escaping Pantheon monk bumped into a forbidden barrier that appeared out of nowhere and fainted.
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