The first heaven in Zhongzhou.

The Temple of the Avenue.

A thin, pale man suddenly appeared in the square.

He looked around, bewildered.

Soon, someone noticed him.

"Who are you?"

...

A moment later, in the meeting hall of the Avenue Temple.

Most of the temple's upper floors are located there.

Of course, there are also people from Wanbao Pavilion, and they are here to take over the Dao Temple.

"Palace Master..."

An old man spoke weakly.

He was the elder who stopped Ye Suifeng and Shen Mi when they were climbing the ladder to heaven.

Ye Suifeng's attack left him seriously injured, but he also avoided Shen Mi's subsequent purge.

"Why did you betray us!"

At this time, a slightly younger man slammed the table angrily, stood up and asked loudly.

No one else said anything, only he spoke loudly.

So his actions were actually a bit strange.

It's more like the one shown to the people in Wanbao Pavilion.

The temple master looked at the young man, seemingly unable to believe it, and said sadly: "My wise nephew..."

"Who is your nephew?"

But the young man interrupted him directly.

"From the moment you betrayed us and left alone, there is no relationship between us anymore!"

"And it's not just me, it's the same for everyone else!"

He roared, looking around.

The other elders also looked at the temple master with indifference.

The injured elder sighed inwardly.

When the temple master appeared before everyone with a weak face, this outcome was destined.

After all, anyone who appears in the meeting hall now is either angry or resentful.

Besides, no one wants to die.

Looking at his nephew who once loved and respected him, but now looked so fierce, the temple master smiled miserably.

It turned out that this was Ye Suifeng's punishment for him.

It turns out that people's hearts can really change so quickly.

"Lord Pang, I suggest that this bastard be killed immediately and in public to serve as a warning to others!"

The young man turned to the person in charge of Wanbao Pavilion and spoke in a sharp voice.

Lord Pang looked at him and smiled gently.

"What do you mean?"

He turned to the temple elders.

Everyone looked indifferent.

What does the life and death of a mortal have to do with them?

After a moment, Lord Pang nodded.

"Okay, take it out then."

It didn't take long before the temple master was sent to the square.

The one who escorted him was none other than his most beloved nephew.

The nephew even put an identification tag on him, as if he was afraid that others didn't know his identity.

Afterwards, he was tied up and fixed to a rotten wooden stake.

"My old man should have died long ago!"

The young man turned back and walked to Mr. Pang's side very consciously.

"Well, then you do it."

Lord Pang smiled and said.

The young man was stunned for a moment, with some struggle in his eyes.

After all, they were the elders who had once given him guidance.

But soon, that struggle was replaced by ruthlessness.

Afterwards, the young man looked around and quickly came to the temple master.

He stared at the old and frail hall master and drew out his sword fiercely.

However, the master of the temple smiled at this time.

"Go ahead, kid. I don't blame you."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly froze.

Someone once said this to him.

That was ten thousand years ago, when he and five other people first carved a formation on the old turtle.

The old turtle was still conscious at the time, and understood what he was about to encounter.

But he said the same thing.

"Kids, I don't blame you."

But now, these words came out of his mouth.

The temple master suddenly understood.

It turns out that the way the old turtle looked at him at that time was the look of an elder looking at a younger person whom he deeply loves.

Drops of turbid tears rolled down from my eyes.

These tears made the young man pause.

His eyes began to struggle again, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and spoke in a low voice.

"I just want to live, I just want to stand at a higher position, I am not wrong!"

He was talking to the master of the temple, but it seemed more like he was trying to convince himself.

The Palace Master lowered his head and slowly closed his eyes.

Yes, that's what he thought when he was dealing with the old turtle.

What reason do I have to blame my nephew?

"die!"

The long sword chopped down heavily.

The pale head, along with a piece of rotten wood behind it, rolled onto the square.

The people in the surrounding temples had different expressions.

There is relief, joy, confusion, and sadness.

But they all understood that from today on, the Avenue Temple had completely become history.

After the young man chopped off the head of the temple master, he turned around and returned to Lord Pang.

His expression was solemn.

"Well, you did a good job."

Lord Pang nodded and said, "Now, you will manage the temple on my behalf and try to eliminate all the rebellious forces as quickly as possible."

The young man was immediately surprised, knelt on one knee, and said loudly: "Yes!"

The temple ended here.

A moment later, another person in charge of Wanbao Pavilion came to Lord Pang.

"This man is unscrupulous and has evil intentions. He cannot be trusted." He said calmly.

Lord Pang smiled lightly.

“Who would believe him?”

He shook his head.

"But this kind of f*cking responsibility can still be used during this period of time."

"Wait until the temple is at peace, hehe..."

Lord Pang did not tell us the result, but his cold eyes said it all.

No one would trust a person who would kill his own teacher for the sake of his future.

...

world east.

The Great Xuan Empire is the only overlord in the vast land of the Eastern Region.

Standing for thousands of years, no one can challenge his position.

The storm that was blowing in the north had not yet arrived.

The people here still live the same life as they have for a thousand years, and they don’t even know what Yunxiao City is.

But suddenly, a huge golden scroll appeared in the sky.

That was the highest level of imperial decree in the empire.

It incorporates the laws of heaven, and everyone within the empire can see it.

A grand sound followed.

"Saint Ancestor's Heavenly Order!"

"From now on, the Great Xuan Empire and all its vassals will respect the Yunxiao Holy Land, Ye Sheng, Ye Suifeng!"

...

Western World.

The sky is full of yellow sand.

But there are still many creatures that resist the harsh environment and survive here.

The main reason they were able to survive was the protection of the Kingdom of God.

In every place where humans gather, there are statues of gods.

The gods would occasionally bestow blessings upon them to help them resist the violent nature and the ferocious beasts hidden in the sandstorms.

Today, the statue of the god shines again.

The crowd immediately gathered at the feet of the statue, knelt down and worshipped with great piety in both body and mind.

As usual, the gods bestowed blessings, allowing those suffering from injuries and illnesses to recover slowly.

But afterwards, the spirit actually spoke.

"The faithful."

"This world has welcomed the only true God."

"The true God descended from the sky and settled in the Cloud City."

"God's name."

"Ye Suifeng!"