The lower-ranking martial priests who came to intercept were no match for Quan Yizhen's fists and were killed instantly. Seeing the gravity of the situation, Feng Xin, Pei Su, and Lang Qianqiu all leaped in front of Quan Yizhen, ready to attack. Yin Yu said, "Leave him alone! Don't touch him! He won't kill again!"
As long as they didn't stop Quan Yizhen from carrying out his orders, he wouldn't hurt anyone. But Quan Yizhen had already killed over a dozen Martial Gods, so who would dare let him go? Naturally, Yinyu wouldn't believe him. A more reflexive and composed person would have immediately shouted something like, "Drop, surrender, and don't move." But things happened so quickly, in a split second, that there was no time to react. Furthermore, Yinyu had probably never experienced anything like this before, and his panic made him make a mess of his decisions, one wrong move after another. In the midst of this chaos, Mu Qing suddenly appeared behind Yinyu and demanded, "Still trying to escape?"
Yinyu then realized that he was also running away aimlessly. He quickly stopped and explained, "I'm not..." But Mu Qing grabbed him without saying anything. Xie Lian heard a crisp "crack" sound and Yinyu's face twitched slightly.
As a Martial God, being subdued by a more powerful Martial God was truly a double blow to his body and mind. Pei Ming, who had been watching the battle from behind but not joining in, asked from afar, "Why does he seem to have suddenly become so much stronger?"
He was referring to Quan Yizhen. Naturally, Quan Yizhen was already a skilled fighter, and with the addition of Jinyixian, his prowess was at least doubled. The other Martial Gods fighting him alone were effectively two-on-one, unfairly so. But, unaware of the inherent limitations, they hesitated to join forces and attack him, lest it be humiliating. Amidst the struggle, Quan Yizhen, bloodied, ran onto the streets of Xianjing. Suddenly, he spotted a temple on the side of the road and dove headfirst inside. Everyone exclaimed, "He's entered Yinyu Palace!"
Yin Yu's order was to "go," but he didn't specify where to go, so he just left. Several other Martial Gods followed him in. Because the others were conscious, they showed some mercy when they attacked Quan Yizhen. However, Quan Yizhen, however, was determined to fight anyone who tried to stop him, which angered the other Martial Gods. Feng Xin shouted, "This kid is incredibly evil! Let's beat him down first!"
Everyone had already been thinking this, and once he shouted, they threw all restraint into a frenzy, attacking him like crazy. Swords, palms, fists, and kicks flew everywhere, and the already slightly worn Yinyu Hall collapsed in half with a bang!
Yinyu, who was being restrained by Mu Qing, saw his palace collapse in the melee. His eyes widened and he shouted, "Stop fighting!"
With that shout, the other martial gods wouldn't stop, but Quan Yizhen obeyed his command and suddenly withdrew. Now, swords, knives, fists, and feet all pounded heavily on him, another tragic scene!
Lang Qianqiu didn't have time to retract his heavy sword, which slashed into Quan Yizhen's shoulder. Fortunately, his sword was blunt to begin with, and he immediately stopped the attack, thus preventing Quan Yizhen from being cut in half. He said, "Stop hitting him! He seems unable to move!"
Feng Xin wiped the blood off his face and said, "Damn it, it's finally quiet!"
Quan Yizhen lay stretched out on the ground, as if bound. Mu Qing, on the other side, tied a rope around Yinyu's hand and released him. Yinyu sat down on the ground unconsciously, staring blankly at the devastated Yinyu Palace. He glanced around before returning his gaze to Quan Yizhen in front of him. Quan Yizhen's vitality was surprisingly strong. He had just been beaten to a pulp by several martial gods, practically unrecognizable. After lying down for a while, he suddenly sat up straight and asked inexplicably, "What happened?"
“…”
Several martial gods were irritated by him and said in unison: "You are in big trouble!"
Lingwen had been following closely and watching. He finally managed to take a deep breath, his face pale, but he could barely coordinate his hands. He put two fingers together and pressed them against the solar plexus, and said in the spiritual communication array: "Medical officer, come to help!"
Quan Yizhen, still perplexed, turned around and saw Yinyu sitting on the ground. He stood up, as if trying to help him. Seeing this completely clueless face, with his own smashed temple in the background, Yinyu remained silent, his face contorted slightly.
Quan Yizhen had no idea what was going on and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"
“…”
Yinyu seemed to have suddenly lost his mind. He smiled abruptly, then said with red eyes:
"Kwon Il-jin, why don't you just die? Can you just die?!"
Upon hearing this, Xie Lian, like many of the other priests present, instantly widened his eyes. Quan Yizhen, receiving the order, executed it without hesitation. He picked up a sword from the ground, grasped his hair with one hand, and with the other, held the sword in his backhand, aiming it at his throat.
As soon as he moved, the Martial Gods immediately reacted, thinking he was planning a sneak attack. They instantly retreated dozens of feet, but they hadn't anticipated his suicide. It was too late to seize his sword, and they all roared. Yin Yu was also startled, but still didn't react, turning his head away. Just as he was about to be splattered with blood, Jun Wu suddenly appeared behind him!
Crack, crack, crack, in an instant, all of Quan Yizhen's limbs were removed.
Jun Wu hit him on the back of the neck again, neither too hard nor too light, and Quan Yizhen completely lost consciousness and fell back to the ground. He was no longer in human form and had turned into a pool of blood.
At this point, everyone, including Xie Lian, breathed a sigh of relief. However, Jun Wu did not.
He turned around, his face neither happy nor angry, but extremely serious, and said to Yinyu: "Now that things have come to this, I think you should have an explanation."
Yinyu had just buried his head deeply in his hands. Upon hearing this, he subconsciously looked up and said, "I don't know. It's not me. It's...!"
Having said this, he shuddered again, as if he had just realized what he had just said.
He actually told Quan Yizhen to die in front of so many eyes. And Quan Yizhen actually did it!
It was impossible for no one to notice. Mu Qing said, "Emperor, Qiying's reaction just now was definitely the result of a sorcery. There must be something in him that makes him obey Yinyu's commands. I just don't know what it is."
Ling Wen, standing by, naturally knew what it was, but she didn't dare say a word. She was already pushing the limits by mobilizing personnel on the scene. Lang Qianqiu couldn't believe it and asked, "Is there such a thing in the world?!"
At that moment, a figure pushed through the crowd and rushed in. It was Jianyu. He had obviously gone out to search for it before returning, and he didn't know what had happened. He asked, "What are you doing? This... What happened to our Yinyu Palace? How did it become like this?! Who smashed it up?"
Jun Wu slowly walked over to Yin Yu and asked, "What do you use to control him?"
His tone wasn't harsh, but it carried an unexplained, suffocating pressure. The condescending gaze he gave him was even more intimidating. Xie Lian had gotten into serious trouble before, but he'd never seen Jun Wu like this. It seemed like Jun Wu had shown him some mercy, showing him exceptional kindness.
Yinyu was already in a state of confusion. In Xie Lian's opinion, his mind wasn't strong enough, and his reaction time wasn't strong enough. He was completely speechless. Seeing he didn't respond, Jun Wu said, "Forget it. Even if you don't tell me, I know it. It's that armor, right?"
It's over. It's over. It's all over.
Yinyu sat on the ground, holding his head again. All around him was an overwhelming wave of voices:
"I'm truly astonished... In hundreds of years, I've never seen anything this bizarre in the Upper Heaven!"
"A priest controlled the mind of another priest, causing him to go on a killing spree. He killed over a dozen priests, and then he was left to die?!"
"What a vicious heart..."
In the crowd, Jianyu's face paled upon hearing such a serious incident. But he gritted his teeth and rushed out, kneeling down and saying, "Emperor! I gave that armor to Quan Yizhen. It has nothing to do with Yinyu."
Yinyu finally regained consciousness and said in a hoarse voice, "Jianyu..."
Jianyu gritted his teeth and said loudly, "Originally, I just wanted to teach that brat a lesson, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect it to cause such a big incident..."
Nearby, Quan Yizhen lay unconscious in a pool of blood. Hastily arrived, pharmacists and priests surrounded him. Jianyu said, "I've always hated that guy, but Yinyu has always been polite to him, as many people can attest. He's completely unaware of the armor!"
But by this point, it was too late. No one would believe that this had nothing to do with Yinyu anymore. Someone immediately said, "You're a low-ranking priest in Yinyu Palace. You're so resentful of Quan Yizhen that you're willing to harm him. So, you can imagine how much better the head priest you serve is."
Someone even mocked, "He didn't know? How could he tell someone to 'die' if he didn't know? Don't say he was just joking."
If Yinyu's previous reactions were understandable and hesitant, then his final words, "Go to hell," really cannot excuse him in any way.
Xie Lian recalled that Lingwen had told him that "Yinyu was just joking," which had helped Yinyu cover up a bit. Jianyu, however, was incredulous. "What? Stop your nonsense! How could Yinyu say something like that? He's always been polite to that kid, so why would he tell him to die? Yinyu, you didn't say that, did you? You didn't say that? You wouldn't say that!"
However, Yinyu didn't answer him and closed his eyes. Seeing Jianyu's stubborn denial, the others were speechless and said, "We all heard it with our own ears, how can you deny it?"
Jianyu said anxiously: "There must be a misunderstanding! There are many things you don't know!"
"No matter what misunderstanding there is, do we know that even if it's a huge misunderstanding, you can't want to kill your own junior brother, right?"
Upon hearing this, Yinyu and Jianyu were speechless. Then, the other priests continued their discussion, saying, "I heard that ever since Quan Yizhen left and established his own temple, the people at Yinyu Palace haven't paid much attention to him. Every time Quan Yizhen visits, they always say he's not in the temple. I was surprised at first, but it turns out they've been displeased with him for a long time..."
"Come to think of it, didn't someone make a mistake at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet a few days ago? I saw their faces were quite grim at that time."
These are all facts that cannot be refuted, but the conclusion is not: "I know about that thing, it is quite embarrassing, but it is not necessary to hurt others..."
"Yeah, that's too narrow-minded..."
Jianyu's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted, "I told you it had nothing to do with His Highness. I did it all by myself! I've admitted it, what else do you have to say?!"
However, now that he had lost his name, he couldn't clear himself even if he jumped into the Yellow River. In the eyes of others, this only proved that Yinyu had a subordinate who was both vicious and loyal. Moreover, with just one sentence, he could silence all excuses: "It wasn't someone else who told Quan Yizhen to die!"
Seeing the commotion getting worse, Jun Wu said in a deep voice, "Take them all away. Lingwen, you stay here and watch Qiying."
Lingwen bowed his head in agreement, while Junwu left Yinyu Palace with his hands behind his back. Several martial priests pulled Yinyu up, but Yinyu was dazed and said, "Forget it, Jianyu. Let's not talk about it anymore."
Jianyu was also pulled up and tied with the Immortal Binding Rope. He said, "You let it go before, but you absolutely can't let it go this time! If you let it go, you're done! You'll be demoted, definitely demoted!"
Yinyu sighed and said, "Forget it. I'll be demoted if I'm allowed to. There's no point in me staying here..."
Jian Yu said angrily, "...You, you should never, ever have said that. You shouldn't have cursed me with that last sentence. Just that one sentence beat you so hard you couldn't even get up! You never curse him normally, so why did you choose to let him die right now? Just that one sentence!"
Yinyu seemed to have aged a dozen years in an instant, his eyes turning gray. He seemed a little confused himself, shaking his head. "I don't know why. I just... well, I won't explain myself."
After stumbling a few steps under escort, Jianyu suddenly asked, "Why?!"
Everyone looked at him. Jian Yu said, "You're not less hardworking than him! You're a thousand times better than him! Quan Yizhen, what a piece of shit! I just hate him, so what? Why is he like that and you like that? Why isn't he the one being demoted?"
He hated it so much that he gnashed his teeth, hated it so much that he shed tears. However, many things in this world cannot be achieved by hard work.
Maybe he knew it in his heart, but he just couldn't accept it and couldn't swallow it no matter what.
After hearing his shout, Yinyu could no longer move.
He buried his face in his hands and suddenly collapsed in front of Yinyu Palace, roaring, "Enough! I said stop talking!!! Let me go!"
He covered his ears and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Stop reminding me over and over again. Please stop. I beg you to stop!!!"
Xie Lian couldn’t bear to watch any longer and said, “…Forget it!”
So, Hua Cheng removed the image and the two of them slightly separated their foreheads.
After holding it for so long, Xie Lian felt his forehead tingle, itchy, and warm. He reached out to rub it, but his hands were unable to free themselves. Hua Cheng seemed to notice his subtle discomfort and raised his hand to rub it for him, then naturally put it down. Outside the stone wall, Yin Yu, wearing a ghost mask, paced back and forth for a while, then said coldly to Quan Yizhen, "Do you want to get out?"
He deliberately changed his voice. Quan Yizhen nodded and said, "I do."
Yinyu said, "Okay. Look here!" After that, he smashed a shovel on Quan Yizheng's head at lightning speed!
With a loud bang, Quan Yizhen fell silent, his head drooping. Xie Lian was shocked. "No way. Killed just like that? Really killed?"
Hua Cheng laughed and said, "Don't worry, brother, he's not dead. He just fainted."
Yinyu dug in with a shovel and exhaled. Finally, he seemed to have decided to dig Quan Yizhen out of the wall, so he swung his digger shovel and began to dig, shovel by shovel. Xie Lian understood.
If he rescued Quan Yizhen directly, Yinyu wouldn't be able to defeat him, and his identity might even be exposed, which would be really frustrating. The relationship between these two brothers was truly terrible, and it was hard to say which was worse. It was better to pretend not to know each other. Xie Lian said, "Sanlang, should we also find a way to get out?"
Hua Cheng seemed quite comfortable staying inside. He said, "Huh? Are you leaving now?"
Xie Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He asked, "What else? Do you want to live in there?"
Hua Cheng said, "If it's with my brother, then it's not a bad idea. Okay. Just kidding." He straightened his expression and reached out to cover Xie Lian's ears. Xie Lian asked, "What are you doing?"
Hua Cheng smiled and said, "I'm too lazy to walk out step by step, so I'll just blow it up directly."
“…”
Xie Lian was just wondering if the explosion would hit the people who had also been swallowed by the mountain monster, but his expression suddenly changed slightly and he said, "Wait."
Hua Cheng's expression mirrored his, and he lowered his hand. The two of them listened intently, and after a moment, Xie Lian whispered, "Did you hear that?"
Hua Cheng also said in a deep voice: "I heard it."
Yinyu was digging a hole on one side of the stone wall with a shovel. On the other side of the stone wall, there was also a person talking.
They hadn't used Silver Butterfly surveillance; they had heard the voice directly, for the person was very close to the stone wall, practically touching it. Xie Lian held his breath and listened, hearing a buzzing, intermittent, vague sound like "eaten?" "Go to Heaven," and "God of War." His heart stirred slightly, and he exchanged a glance with Hua Cheng, trying to move closer to the source of the voice.
The voice belonged to a man, seemingly in conversation, as he paused after every few words. However, Xie Lian didn't hear the voice of the person he was talking to, perhaps because the other person was too far away.
After quietly moving, the voice became clearer. Although it was still blurry, Xie Lian heard a more complete sentence.
The man said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here too. I don't want it to come to this, and I'm sure you don't either, but he's beyond saving."
Xie Lian thought to himself, “Me? How could I be hopeless? Wait, that voice…”
This voice was incredibly familiar. He must have heard it somewhere before, a long, long time ago, not just once or twice. But because it had been so long, he couldn't immediately put the voice to the person. Just as he was racking his brains, the person said, "Let him finish here."
Suddenly, Xie Lian remembered who the owner of this voice was.
He moved his lips and said silently: "National Master?!"
The person outside the stone wall on the other side had the same voice as his teacher in Xianle Kingdom!
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