A dazzling curtain of light slowly unfolded above the sky of the Fuyao Secret Realm, like a huge portal tearing through the void.
Within the light curtain, spiritual energy flowed, runes flickered, and the outline of the mountain gate of the Fuyao Sect in the outside world could be vaguely seen.
All the disciples in the secret realm looked up, with expressions of relief at surviving the disaster on their faces.
Too many things have happened in the secret realm during this period of time, and now there are less than one-third of the disciples who came in to train.
So, when they saw the exit open, they seemed to see hope for life.
"Look, the exit is open!"
"Let's go! I don't want to stay in this damn place any longer!"
"I never want to come in here again!"
Everyone rushed towards the light curtain, fearing that if they were a step slower, the secret realm would be closed again.
Outside the light curtain, the elders and disciples of Fuyao Sect had been waiting for a long time.
Fengjiu stood at the front, dressed in a fiery red dress, her brows full of anxiety.
Ever since the strange changes in the secret realm began, she has been guarding here, fearing that something might happen to Li Lingge.
"Why don't you come out yet?"
She clutched her sleeves tightly, her eyes fixed on the exit.
Suddenly, ripples appeared on the light curtain.
A familiar figure stepped out, dressed in white as white as snow, with an indifferent expression. It was Li Lingge.
"Lingge!"
Fengjiu rushed up almost instantly, grabbed his arm, and looked him up and down.
"Is my disciple okay? Are you hurt?"
Her fingertips trembled slightly, and her voice was filled with undisguised worry.
Li Lingge shook his head slightly, a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
"I'm sorry to have worried Master, I'm fine."
Fengjiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then frowned and asked.
"What exactly happened in the secret realm?"
This time, the number of disciples killed in the secret realm was the highest in history.
And a large number of people died at once, it was really too weird.
The elders and disciples around also gathered around, staring at Li Lingge with burning eyes, waiting for his answer.
Li Lingge's eyes flickered slightly, he had already thought of his words.
"Zhao Han fused his body with a puppet of the Divine Lord Realm and murdered many of his fellow disciples. Even Senior Sister Song was killed by Zhao Han in order to protect me!"
Naturally, he couldn't tell anyone about Song Ziming.
Otherwise, the matter of the Holy Maiden of the Wei Xiangyue clan will be implicated.
However, since Lin Qingyu wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, he naturally would not let the other party go easily.
Upon hearing that Song Qingqing was dead, the Great Elder's beard trembled.
Song Qingqing was his disciple, and Zhao Han was also his disciple. Now, Zhao Han killed Song Qingqing.
"Traitor!"
At this moment, everyone looked at the Great Elder with complicated eyes.
Fengjiu originally disagreed with Zhao Han joining the Fuyao Sect. After all, Zhao Han and Li Lingge had already formed a feud at the new member recruitment meeting.
Moreover, Zhao Han obviously would not let this matter go easily, otherwise he would not have attempted to assassinate Li Lingge in public at the Daxin Conference.
However, the Great Elder did not want to miss out on Zhao Han, a disciple whose talent in alchemy was second only to Li Lingge, so he accepted him as his disciple despite everyone's objections.
Now, of course, I have to bear the pain myself.
Fengjiu's face also turned cold.
"Where's Zhao Hanren?!"
"Senior Sister Song and the disciples worked together and used all their might to kill Zhao Han." After a pause, Li Lingge continued, "Many fellow disciples also died at Zhao Han's hands."
Fengjiu turned around and glared at the Great Elder, speaking coldly.
"Huang Yaochen, this is what you did!"
The Great Elder lowered his head, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
With two of his most gifted disciples dead at once, who could he turn to for justice?!
Fengjiu glared at the Great Elder but did not pursue the matter any further.
"Forget it, as long as everyone is okay."
She sighed softly, and then spoke to Li Lingge.
"Du Ning of Ziyun Palace wants to see you. Please come with me."
Li Lingge's eyes casually swept across the crowd, and Wei Xiang had already disappeared into the crowd.
His purpose was to attract everyone's attention and let Wei Xiang leave quietly.
But when he heard that the Palace Master of Ziyun Palace wanted to see him, his heart inexplicably tightened.
"I wonder what Palace Master Du wants to see me about?"
"It's just that I still haven't given up on you. Don't worry, I have my master here to take care of everything."
Fengjiu thought that Du Ning was still unwilling to see Li Lingge join the Fuyao Sect, so he came to visit again.
But now that Li Lingge has become her disciple, Ziyun Palace has no chance even if it wants to snatch him away.
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Fuyao Sect, reception room.
The sandalwood incense curls in the air, and the spiritual tea emits a light mist, casting a hazy light and shadow in the hall.
When Li Lingge stepped into the hall, Du Ning was sitting upright on the guest seat, dressed in purple and elegant. His fingertips tapped the teacup, making a crisp sound.
"Palace Master Du." Li Lingge bowed slightly, his expression calm. "I wonder what brings you here today?"
Du Ning raised his eyes, his gaze swept across his face like autumn water, and a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes.
At the Fuyao Sect's new member recruitment meeting, she had tried her best to recruit Li Lingge into the Ziyun Palace, but she didn't expect that the Fuyao Sect would get there first.
This time she had the leverage over Li Lingge and was determined to make him kneel down at her feet.
"Mr. Li, there's no need to be so polite."
Du Ning opened her red lips slightly, her voice was soft, but with a hint of oppression.
"Three days from now, the Ziyun Palace will hold a meeting to gain enlightenment. Master Li is specially invited to come and gain enlightenment."
As she spoke, she flicked her jade finger and the invitation card in her hand fell into Li Lingge's hands.
"What do you want to do?"
Fengjiu's eyes narrowed slightly. In Ziyun Palace, there was a stele of enlightenment left by the Purple Sky God Emperor, which could be used to comprehend the inheritance left by the Purple Sky God Emperor.
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