Countless miles away, there lies a place rich in spiritual energy, with towering mountains.
On one of the mountain peaks, a very young disciple in a gray robe was carefully wiping each of the memorial tablets in the hall with a towel. There were as many as five or six hundred such tablets in the hall.
Click!
Suddenly, one of the signs made a cracking sound.
When he looked over, he saw that the sign had instantly turned into dust. He opened his mouth wide and ran outside, shouting as he did so.
"Elder Ma, Elder Ma, a soul tablet has broken."
Click!
Click!
Not long after, a middle-aged man in a purple robe strode in, his eyes widening in surprise.
What did he see?
Master Yifeng and his ten disciples are all dead.
"metropolitan."
He roared to the sky and flew away as if his feet were greased and he had wings on his back, heading towards the main peak.
The disciple caught up, panting, and found that there were even more broken pieces than when he left. He plopped down on the ground, muttering, "Heavens! This is a Core Formation expert who has cultivated for over a thousand years! What on earth happened?"
......
A moment later, in the main hall of the Qian Yuan Sect, a middle-aged man in purple robes sat upright, having already learned the whole story, and remained silent for a long time.
At this moment, two figures came swiftly. Both were dressed in purple robes. One of them was a man in his late thirties with half black and half white hair. He was thin and had a sharp face. He was Feng Ze, one of the current deputy sect leaders of the Qian Yuan Sect, and had a peak cultivation level in the mid-stage of the Core Formation Realm.
The other person had long, snow-white hair, looked like a young man, had very fair skin, and his eyes held a sense of vicissitude. One glance was enough to tell that he was an old monster. He was another vice sect leader, Wu Moyou, and also had the cultivation of the mid-stage of the Core Formation Realm.
Upon learning of this, the two rushed over and sat on either side of the sect leader.
“Senior Brother Yi Han, Junior Brother Yuan Luo’s cultivation is not weak. Even if he couldn’t beat him, he could have escaped. But to be able to kill him and all his disciples, his strength is probably close to the late stage of the Core Formation Realm.”
The hall was completely silent. Dark black fingers gently tapped the armrest as he spoke slowly.
The other two closed their eyes, unwilling to accept the fact that not only had a high-ranking member of their sect died, but they had also gotten into a fight with an unknown, peerless master.
“I’ve seen it. That small dynasty is right next to the Baiwan Mountains. I think it’s more likely that it came from the mountains. What do you guys think?”
Yi Han spoke, and at the same time took out a map, which floated in the air.
On the map, a continent and a blue ocean are drawn. Beyond the continent is an endless sea, occupying about two-fifths of the area. On the continent, it is divided into human territory and monster territory, almost evenly split.
The human territory is also divided into two sides, each roughly equal. One side is mainly divided into three parts, which respectively represent the three dynasties of Shenwu, Anye, and Longxiang.
The other half is divided and ruled by the Qian Yuan Sect and the other six forces. It is marked with three characters: Tian Qing Domain. It is also marked with some dynasties that look like ants and insects. Among them, the red dot of the Great Jin Dynasty is always shining.
"Those great demons rarely set foot in the outside world. Could it be that a great demon has really come out?"
This distance seems to be the only explanation that makes sense.
These powerful demons usually live in seclusion, but they inevitably encounter a few with strange temperaments.
Feng Ze looked at the map and muttered to himself, feeling a bit of a headache.
"Human cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage and demon ancestors of demon beasts have long established an unwritten rule of non-aggression. Cultivators at the Core Formation stage and above, as well as their powerful demons at the Transformation stage and above, are not allowed to suffer casualties."
They are now wantonly killing human cultivators, and specifically targeting the strong members of my Qian Yuan Sect. Are they taking advantage of the fact that our sect's Supreme Elder is in seclusion, or do they believe he has already perished?
Yi Han said in a cold voice, his palm resting on the chair shattering the handle into powder.
The other two vice sect leaders exchanged a glance, their faces grave. Their sect's supreme elder had not shown his face for five hundred years. He was incredibly old, having cultivated for over four thousand years and was nearing the five-thousand-year mark of a Nascent Soul cultivator, constantly at risk of perishing.
Every so often, they would pour countless spirit stones into the formation of their secluded cultivation place, and the result was obvious...
“Junior Brother Feng, there are also many transformed demons living in the Tianqing Domain. Go and tell them that if they do not give an explanation by now, the Qianyuan Sect will do its utmost to wipe out all the demons that have entered the Tianqing Domain.”
Yi Han spoke again, a hint of ruthlessness appearing on his calm and composed face.
"Sect Master, rest assured, this concerns the dignity and reputation of my Qian Yuan Sect, I will do my best to handle it."
Feng Ze clasped his hands in a fist and accepted the offer.
After a moment of silence, the three of them left one after another.
......
The Great Jin capital was in ruins, with many areas damaged by the aftershocks of the great battle. In particular, the attacks by Gu Yan and Yuan Luozi covered a huge area. Even so, it was only because the old princes activated the city's protective formation that the entire capital was destroyed.
"Senior Gu, are you alright?"
Seeing Gu Yan's great victory, the group of old princes gathered around him with great joy.
To use the power of a Foundation Formation Realm cultivator to defeat a Core Formation Realm cultivator is simply a pipe dream, but this person has accomplished it.
Gu Yan waved his hand. This battle had consumed half of his spiritual power, and even his divine sense power had been depleted by 30%.
"It's alright, it just consumes a lot of energy."
The princes breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this; it seemed they hadn't gone all out, but this result was even better.
"Senior, you've just been through a great battle, you should go and rest. Xiao Ci, you know the concubines in the palace best, go and pick some of the most sensible ones to help you relax."
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