After integrating all the memories of the Blood Demon Ancestor and the Blood Knife Ancestor, Emperor Jiu shook his head imperceptibly.
Wow, no wonder Shura Palace wanted to assassinate "Indra", it turns out that Indra's throne was replaced by someone.
The reason why Shura Palace assassinated "Indra" has been found, but what is the reason why Tianji Valley wants to destroy the Tianwu Dynasty?
Thinking of Mo Tianji's plan that he had obtained from the Blood Knife Ancestor's memory, Emperor Jiu frowned again.
Perhaps it's time for me to go back to the imperial capital.
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"Explosive news! Explosive news!"
"Among the five sects, the Blood Blade Sect was completely slaughtered overnight."
"There are more than 10,000 disciples in the sect, and not a single one is left alive!"
In Tianwu City, a peddler wearing clothing with the Tianji Pavilion logo stood on the street, waving the Tianji Newspaper in his hand vigorously.
"Holy crap! This has to be fake. The Blood Blade Sect was actually wiped out?"
"It should be true. He's wearing the exclusive clothing of the Tianji Pavilion. The news coming out of the Tianji Pavilion shouldn't be false!"
"Who cares if it's true or not? Just take a look and you'll know."
"Here's one ounce of silver. Hurry up and give me a portion first!"
As soon as the peddler finished speaking, the already bustling street suddenly began to explode, and swift figures quickly began to gather towards the peddler's location.
"Excuse me, gentlemen."
"Our Pavilion Master said that this time, the Tianji Report will cost one Spirit Stone!"
The internal energy circulated, and the aura of a mid-stage Hunyuan warrior suddenly came from the peddler.
"A spirit stone?!"
"Why don't you just go and grab it?!"
"I think this Tianji Pavilion is crazy about making money. Let's disband!"
When the peddler said that a copy of Tianji Newspaper cost one spirit stone, more than half of the crowd instantly disappeared.
Only a fool would buy a spirit stone.
"A copy of the Heavenly Secret Newspaper!"
A cold voice sounded, and a spirit stone fell into the peddler's arms.
"Okay, sir!"
With a slight grin, the vendor stretched out his hand and threw out a copy of Tianji Daily.
"court death!"
Looking at the Tianji News coming straight towards him, a cold light suddenly flashed in Di Jiu's eyes which were blocked by his hat.
With the five fingers of his left hand slightly opened, the Tianji Bao, which was full of sharp energy, was immediately grabbed by Emperor Jiu like a good baby.
At the same time, he gently swung his right hand, and a sharp sword energy instantly pierced through the peddler's eyebrows.
"Fuck!"
"The people from Tianji Pavilion are dead! Run away!"
A cry of disbelief was heard, and the crowd that had surrounded the hawker immediately scattered.
“No matter how small a mosquito is, it’s still meat!”
After waving his hand to take the spirit stone back from the peddler's arms, Emperor Jiu turned his gaze to the Tianji Newspaper in his hand.
"No wonder this time the Tianji Newspaper requires one spirit stone. Putting aside other things, just based on this painting in the Tianji Newspaper, it is worth one spirit stone."
Looking at the lifelike picture of the Blood Knife Sect's annihilation painted with special materials in the Tianji Newspaper, a hint of appreciation flashed in Di Jiu's eyes.
Of course, although he admired it, he had no good feelings towards Tianji Valley which wanted to destroy "his dynasty".
Tens of thousands of disciples of the Blood Knife Sect were massacred within the sect, and the top leaders of the Blood Knife Sect disappeared collectively, with no one seen alive or dead!
A large number of Luoshamen’s high-ranking officials disappeared, and the Luoshamen’s leader announced that the sect would be closed for ten years. Within ten years, the sect’s disciples were not allowed to step out of the Shengui Mountains!
The Blood Knife Sect and the Rakshasa Sect, the two top forces in the Tianwu Continent, became so desolate overnight.
Whether this is just a fight between two tigers or there is a mastermind behind the scenes stirring up trouble remains to be seen!
Oh!
It turns out that Tianji Valley is not omnipotent!
With an imperceptible smile of disdain emerging at the corner of his mouth, Emperor Jiu waved his hand and crushed the Tianji Newspaper in his hand into pieces.
"tread!"
With a slight sound, a young man wearing a Feiyu suit and an embroidered spring sword hanging from his waist appeared in Di Jiu's sight.
The middle stage of the Venerable Realm? ! !
It seems that my father's hidden strength is deeper than I thought!
Looking at the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard who appeared not far from him, the corners of Di Jiu's mouth curled up slightly under his hat.
"You dare to commit murder in the street under the feet of the emperor? Come with me!"
The Embroidered Spring Sword was unsheathed, and the aura of a peak grandmaster suddenly emanated from Mo Lin.
“Full of loopholes!”
Shaking his head slightly with a hint of helplessness, Di Jiu took a step forward and came directly in front of Mo Lin, putting the Embroidered Spring Sword in his hand back into the scabbard.
"Uncle Mo, if you don't know how to use a knife, don't use it."
"Such a good knife is a waste in your hands!"
With an amused smile on his lips, Di Jiu whispered a few words into Mo Lin's ear as he was about to go all out.
"Sir?!!"
Hearing the familiar name and the slightly familiar yet unfamiliar voice ringing in his ears, Mo Lin's eagle claws, which had just been stretched out, suddenly stiffened slightly.
"Uncle Mo, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you're still as ruthless as ever."
Silently pushing away Mo Lin's eagle claws that were about to hook his heart, Di Jiu lifted his hat and revealed his face.
"Sir, long time no see!"
Looking at the young man in front of him whose face was exactly the same as the real face of the sect master, an arc that was difficult to conceal appeared at the corner of Mo Lin's mouth.
Imperial Palace, Imperial Study!
Wu Jingtian, dressed in a dragon robe, rested his head on the dragon throne lazily with his arms under his head.
Next to him, Wang Yuyan, dressed in a light white dress, was meticulously examining the memorial in her hand.
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