"What a huge loss..."
Li Ming shook his head, feeling a little regretful.
The punch failed to kill Jiang Yuan, but it gave him a chance to escape.
After all, a Celestial Realm expert must possess a wealth of resources, and their life energy is also quite valuable.
Now, severely injured by him, he has only regained a portion of his life force.
Moreover, Jiang Yuan, as a true disciple of the Myriad Spirits Pavilion, could cause some trouble if he were to escape.
"Jiang Yuan abandoned his fellow disciples and ran away!"
The Shenjiang Sect members witnessed the battle firsthand and were somewhat dumbfounded.
What was initially thought to be a closely contested battle turned out to be a crushing defeat. Could this man in white really be a tyrant?
"However, acting in this way on the territory of the Myriad Spirits Pavilion will likely invite retaliation..."
"Since this Huang has shown no mercy in his attack, he must have some reason for it. Let's not get involved and leave quickly!"
From beginning to end, this great battle actually lasted no more than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.
Now that the fight was over, fearing they might be accidentally injured, the four of them disregarded everything else and hurriedly fled to a distance.
Li Ming ignored the departing Shenjiang Sect members and others, only to see the lone female member of the Wanling Pavilion quietly fleeing.
"laugh!"
But Li Ming's sword energy had already locked onto it, and he killed him with a single strike.
Now that things have come to this, he will not show any mercy to the women and spare any enemy.
Returning to the starting point, one could see that the giant whale, formed from the essence of Gui water, had died in the battle and transformed into a ball of pure innate Gui water essence, attracting countless fish and shrimp.
As the saying goes, "One whale falls and all things come to life!"
Although these sea monsters could only absorb a negligible fraction of the power, it still made them grow considerably larger.
Upon seeing this, Li Ming quickly collected the essence and left the place, preparing to return to Thousand Machine Island.
We tallied up our haul on the way.
Not only did they obtain the essence of the innate Gui water, but they also acquired a considerable amount of spoils.
Both of them were inner disciples of the Myriad Spirits Pavilion and were quite wealthy.
They possess a considerable amount of elemental crystals and gold, as well as numerous spiritual weapons and magical artifacts...
but.
This major battle at sea could not be kept secret no matter what.
Whether it's Jiang Yuan who escaped or the others from the Shenjiang Sect, this matter will be exposed.
Fortunately, he cleverly used the identity of "Huang" to cover his tracks.
"The people killed in the wilderness shouldn't have much to do with me, Li Ming, right?"
Li Ming calmed himself down but didn't pay too much attention to it.
He did not reveal much of his power, only his swordsmanship and physical strength.
In addition, he possesses the attribute of "not included in the calculations," making it difficult for even the most skilled practitioners of the Heavenly Secrets to decipher his true nature.
Don't underestimate this red-level entry; it's enough to fool everyone.
...
Wanling Island Domain, Wanling Island.
It has always been known as the King of Ten Thousand Islands and an ancient fairy island.
Although it is called an island, it is actually extremely large, encompassing three kingdoms and over a hundred major cities. If viewed from above the sea of clouds, one can see mountain peaks stretching for thousands of miles like a forest.
Several rivers flow across this island, stretching for countless miles.
In one area, a sea of clouds, like a jade ribbon, encircles the mountains.
The Myriad Spirits Pavilion, which controls the myriad islands and dominates a region, is located among the mountains and has built countless palaces and cities.
On Purple Spirit Peak, there is a magnificent palace that resembles a celestial palace.
At this moment, an elderly man with white hair was on the stage, expounding on the Dharma and doctrines.
Hearing the noise at the mountain gate, he felt slightly displeased.
I was about to scold him.
Before he could even react.
Immediately, a disciple rushed over and exclaimed in surprise:
"Oh no! Senior Brother Jiang was almost beaten to death!"
"Um?"
The old man flew into a rage, took a step forward, and arrived at the mountain gate with a roar of wind and thunder.
Jiang Yuan was seen sitting on the ground, looking disheveled.
His breathing was unstable, clearly indicating that he had been severely injured. He held a broken sword, looking like he was about to cry but had no tears. Even his natal sword had been shattered.
Fortunately, martial artists are known for their resilience and will not take his life.
However, in the short term, he will likely need to focus on recovering from his injury.
Who did it?
The old man roared, as he, as the master of Ziling Peak, was only one step away from the Martial God Realm, and Jiang Yuan was his personal disciple, although his aptitude was not enough to compete for the position of sect leader.
However, inheriting Ziling Peak is enough.
Who would have thought he'd almost been beaten to death?
Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment, then said:
"shortage!"
"Um?"
Upon hearing this name, the old man couldn't help but be somewhat surprised.
Knowing this, he feared he couldn't make the decision alone.
He quickly led the person to the sect's main hall and used his authority to summon the higher-ups.
Not long after.
Inside the hall, which was filled with spiritual energy, figures of different kinds—some cold, some detached, some peaceful, some sinister, and some ruthless—took their seats.
Some are illusory figures, while others are the actual entities that arrive.
"Venerable Zixu, what brings you here?"
The Pavilion Master of Wanling Pavilion said calmly.
Each peak master is a high-ranking member of the sect and has the authority to convene everyone to discuss important matters.
But we can't make a big fuss about everything.
And Venerable Zixu was Jiang Yuan's master, the master of Ziling Peak.
"Reporting to the Sect Master, my disciple was severely injured by Huang and killed two inner disciples. This is a serious matter, and we urge the Sect Master to make a decision!"
Venerable Zixu cupped his hands in greeting.
"oh?"
"It was that person...?"
"Is this boy not from the desolate Eastern Continent, but from overseas?"
Upon hearing the word "desolate," many elders and peak masters immediately became interested.
I originally thought it was just another trivial matter, but I never expected it to be related to this amazing desert.
"The method of reversal!"
Without further ado, the Master of the Myriad Spirits Pavilion began to use his supernatural powers to trace back his memories.
Strands of light swirled around the river, eventually converging in mid-air.
After the light faded, scenes appeared in the air, constantly shifting like slides.
The sea, the essence of Gui water, a great battle, defeat, escape...
Countless scenes flowed and converged, and finally, a still image was captured.
Jiang Yuan struggled to lift his head and saw a young man in white wielding a sword, his brows furrowed with cold indifference and murderous intent.
With his enlightened state, he shattered his divine powers...
"A sword cultivator, his age is unfathomable... He has achieved great enlightenment!"
"His physique is unparalleled, and his swordsmanship is divine. There must be other profound techniques within his swordsmanship and fist techniques."
"This technique of flying doesn't seem to be just a simple ability to fly; rather, it stems from a profound understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, coupled with perfect control over the physical body..."
"From this perspective, his innate talent, comprehension, and physique seem to be impeccable..."
"Although he benefited from the divine weapon, his effortless handling suggests that he likely has many tricks up his sleeve..."
...
In the solemn hall, people began to speak, commenting on the white-clad swordsman in the illusion.
Finally, a man with a full head of white hair, but who looked no more than middle-aged, concluded:
"The swordsmanship is unpredictable, but its level is extremely high. Its sword intent is unparalleled and domineering. It must be that it is being guided by a master..."
"His combat prowess is remarkable, surpassing his peers, and his potential is limitless. He truly deserves to be among the top ten on the Gold List!"
At this point, the white-haired middle-aged man paused slightly, his face stern, and he looked coldly at Jiang Yuan:
"You are a Celestial Sword Saint, yet you bully the weak and fear the strong, abandoning your disciples to escape alone. This is a major taboo in the sect. You are stripped of your status as a true disciple, but you retain your identity as a disciple of Purple Spirit Peak."
"Get out!"
Jiang Yuan, who had been trembling with fear for so long, felt as if he had been granted a pardon at this moment, and dragged his wounded body to kowtow repeatedly:
"Disciple thanks Elder Enforcement for your mercy..."
This white-haired middle-aged man, known as the "Sword God of Ten Thousand Spirits," is an enforcement elder of the Ten Thousand Spirits Pavilion.
"The Elder of Law Enforcement is absolutely right!"
Venerable Zixu nodded in agreement:
"Our Wanling Pavilion is now mostly composed of sword cultivators. We should value 'fierce and courageous advance'. It's one thing to flee in fear of death, but to abandon one's fellow disciples and live alone will hardly lead to greatness!"
After a while.
The Pavilion Master of Wanling Pavilion spoke up:
"The Sun Saint Lord said that a great calamity is coming, and demonic energy will descend upon the world. A great emperor will emerge in this era, and the Xuanhuang Holy Land will also hold the Xuanhuang Conference... It's just unknown who it will be. If an alien race becomes the great emperor, our human race will be in danger."
After hearing this, the Sword God of Ten Thousand Spirits closed his eyes and pondered:
"The sudden emergence of this desolate place may not necessarily be a bad thing for us... The East Sea Dragon Clan is powerful, and that old Dragon King even wants our Myriad Spirits Pavilion to submit to him, which is truly outrageous."
They dare not wage a major war, but they will likely continue to engage in petty tricks.
The Dragon Clan of the Four Seas in the Xuanhuang Realm has a long history and is said to be a direct descendant of the Ancestral Dragon. Its power is immense, and it is independent of both the human and demon paths, forming its own faction.
Besides defending against the invasion of demons, trouble would arise every now and then.
There are always radical dragons who are quite hostile to humans overseas, believing that their space has been invaded. However, there are also many dragons who are friendly with humans, protect them, and seek their faith.
After a pause, he continued, "The appearance of this desolate place will surely attract attention from all sides. Perhaps we could secretly contact one or two other forces to investigate its background..."
"However, we'll keep this quiet... After all, Jiang Yuan was in the wrong first, and his skills were inferior..."
After a brief silence, they all seemed to tacitly agree with the words of the Myriad Spirits Sword God, and nodded silently.
They understood the reasoning behind it and naturally did not object.
Even Jiang Yuan's master, Venerable Zixu, did not object, but simply shook his head and left.
When the hall was empty and everyone had left, the Master of the Myriad Spirits Pavilion sighed softly:
"Great chaos is imminent!"
Then he stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze piercing through the sea of clouds, as if looking into the endless depths of the East Sea, at the place called the East Sea Dragon Palace.
Although the Myriad Spirits Pavilion is a human force, it is rooted overseas.
Even though there are many forces on the islands, they are still weak and isolated compared to the dragon race.
The fundamental reason is that there is no sufficiently powerful figure stationed overseas.
Unlike those holy land lords, whose cultivation is unparalleled, who inherit supreme divine weapons, and who can protect their disciples and watch the changing world unfold.
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