A few miles away.
The top of a weed-covered hill.
Zhong Chengkong, the master of Red Flame Peak, stood with his hands behind his back.
"The young are truly formidable!"
Watching the righteous forces crumble in the distance, Zhong Chengkong sighed, "No wonder Wuhen, even after using the Twelve Feiying Needles, still died at Wang Bo's hands. Whether it's his character or strength, Wuhen is truly no match for him!"
"Peak Master, do we still need to avenge the Holy Son?"
A subordinate nearby asked cautiously.
“Bang!”
Zhong Chengkong did not answer, but slapped the man directly.
"Didn't you see how so many righteous forces besieged the Netherworld Palace, only to be frightened away by Wang Bo?"
Zhong Chengkong shouted at him fiercely, then said indignantly, "Wuhen was my most valued disciple, yet he died at the hands of Wang Bo. If I don't avenge him, I'd be unworthy of being your teacher!"
"In addition, our Scarlet Flame Peak's Twelve Flying Shadow Needles have also fallen into Wang Bo's hands. If I don't take them back, how can this Peak Master be worthy of all the ancestors?"
"but……"
He changed the subject and continued, "With the terrifying strength Wang Bo has displayed, I'm afraid we can't do it on our own!"
"Then Peak Master, what do you mean...?"
The other person seemed to have guessed what Zhong Chengkong meant.
"good!"
Zhong Chengkong nodded. "If this continues, it won't be long before this boy becomes a huge threat to the entire Beichuan Holy Church. If we want to strangle him in the cradle, we have no choice but to ask that person to take action!"
"Peak Master is wise!"
…
The other side.
On top of a huge rock.
Two figures stood side by side.
One old and one young, both are girls.
The woman was dressed in yellow, had a slim figure and skin as white as cream. She was so beautiful that all women in the world would envy and be jealous of her.
It is Yan Feisha, the contemporary talented woman of Ziwei Lake.
Next to her was her master, the lord of Ziwei Lake, Dongfang Zi.
"Master, you should now know that my disciple's decision was correct, right?"
Looking at the righteous people fleeing in the distance, Yan Feisha showed a smug smile on her pretty face.
"Hey, Shasha, maybe you are right this time!"
Dongfang Zi said self-deprecatingly, "I've seen countless people, and I believe I have a pretty good eye for them, but I was wrong this time!"
Just now, when Yan Feisha came out of the original cave and told Wang Bo that he gave the Bodhi fruit to her, she became furious and severely blamed Yan Feisha.
They said that Wang Bo had fallen into the evil cult, and as righteous people, they should not have anything to do with the remnants of the evil cult.
Especially when Yan Feisha gave the Bodhi fruit awarded by Tianshan to Wang Bo as an apology, she felt it was extremely stupid.
If Yan Feisha had not threatened to die, she would have even been ready to lead the people of Ziwei Lake and follow Yue Xingchen to attack the Nether Palace and retrieve the Love Silk and the Cloud Piercing Spear for her disciple Yan Feisha.
Unexpectedly,
Such a jaw-dropping result actually appeared.
If she had insisted on her own way just now, she would probably regret it now.
"Master, as for the Love Silk and the Cloud Piercing Spear, we may not be able to get them back!"
Yan Feisha added, "I only hope that when Wang Bo goes to fight against the righteous path in the future, he will spare Ziwei Lake because I once gave him the Bodhi Fruit."
"Shasha, don't encourage others and destroy your own prestige!"
Dongfang Zi shook her head and said meaningfully: "The two righteous paths are not as simple as they seem."
"Master, what do you mean?" Yan Feisha was stunned.
"Whether it's the Demon Sect or our righteous path, the truly powerful ones just don't show their true colors!"
"Master, are you saying that there are even more powerful masters hidden in both the righteous and evil paths?"
"Of course!"
Dongfang Zi looked up at the deep sky above and said, "Shasha, don't you think it's strange?"
"What?"
"No matter how hard the righteous and evil forces fought, no one stronger than a half-step Martial King appeared."
"Well, disciple has already thought of this!"
Yan Feisha nodded and said thoughtfully, "But don't people say that between Half-Step Martial King and Martial King, there is a watershed that is difficult for ordinary people to cross, and only very few people can step into the Martial King realm?"
"Even if it's very little, it's still there."
Dongfang Zi said, "But these powerful warriors above the Martial King Realm have never participated in the battle between good and evil, and rarely show up in public. Do you know why?"
"Master, please teach me!"
"That's because Tianshan has a rule that those above the Martial King realm are not allowed to interfere in the struggle between good and evil. Anyone who dares to violate it will be hunted down by Tianshan, and the fight will not stop until they are dead!"
Yan Feisha's expression changed slightly when he heard this. "No wonder Tianshan always holds sway over all the forces in Beichuan. So, all the warriors above the Martial King Realm are forcibly suppressed by Tianshan?"
“I guess so!”
Dongfang Zi said noncommittally, "So even though Wang Bo became famous in one battle, if he doesn't know how to restrain himself, he's doomed to not go far!"
"Master, I'm afraid you underestimated Wang Bo!"
Yan Feisha said, "From my perspective, Wang Bo is not only incredibly powerful, but also incredibly strategic. He might be able to create a different kind of miracle."
"Alas, Shasha, you think so highly of Wang Bo. Your teacher really doesn't know what to say to you!"
Dongfang Zi smiled bitterly and shook his head, "But you are indeed right this time, so I will not say anything more."
She glanced in the direction of Tianhe Ferry and continued, "As for how high Wang Bo can grow, let's wait and see!"
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