In a mysterious hall, a man in black sitting on the main throne was looking down with cold eyes. A woman in black was kneeling on the ground, as if waiting for judgment!
Looking at the hall, the vast space was paved with black marble, and every stone seemed to be permeated with a hint of coldness. The ceiling was extremely high, and above it hung countless crystal chandeliers emitting a faint glow. The lights flickered dimly, like flickering will-o'-the-wisp.
A long table sat in the center of the hall. Its top was crafted from an unknown black metal, engraved with ancient and mysterious runes. These runes flickered faintly, as if concealing some powerful force. Surrounding the table was a circle of chairs, their armrests carved into the shape of skulls, their backs tall and pointed, like demonic horns.
Large portraits hung on the surrounding walls, depicting leaders from past generations. Their eyes were cold, as if they were scrutinizing everyone who entered the hall. Dark shadows filled the corners, and red dots flickered from time to time, like hidden, prying eyes. The oppressive atmosphere was unavoidable upon entering.
At this time, the man in black slowly said: "The mission failed, and several of our generals were killed. Lou Lan, do you have anything to say?" If Jiang Feng were here, he would definitely recognize that the kneeling woman was Lou Lan from the assassination organization whom he let go that day.
Lou Lan said with a bitter and helpless expression, "Chief, this mission failed. I truly deserve death and am willing to accept any severe punishment!"
The tall, black-clad man frowned slightly, lost in a moment of contemplation. After a long pause, he slowly spoke, "Given your unwavering loyalty to our organization, I will spare your life for now. However, you will not escape the punishment of living. Go and receive your thirty lashes with the divine whip!"
Hearing this, Lou Lan's heart trembled, her face instantly turning pale. She knew full well that the divine whip was no ordinary instrument of punishment. It not only inflicted excruciating physical pain, but also pierced the soul, the torment unimaginable. Yet, at this moment, she had no choice but to grit her teeth, swallowing the fear and resentment within her as she stumbled slowly out of the hall.
At that moment, a dark figure quietly emerged from the shadows in the corner. It turned out to be a mysterious old man in a black robe. He walked up to the man in black and asked in a low voice, "Sir, do we need to report this to our superiors? After all, those old men in the Shenji Pavilion are not easy to deal with. We must be careful."
The black-clothed man raised his lips slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile, and responded, "Hmph, don't worry. I want to see how they can withstand the impending wrath of the major sects."
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was dawn the next day. Under the rising sun, a massive army of cultivators snaked forward like a long dragon. This force, comprised of over a thousand cultivators, each one valiant and imposing, marched in unison and with powerful strides towards the Qingyun Sect.
A careful observation revealed that among this army of cultivators, the largest number were cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, with a rough estimate of at least several hundred people; and although there were relatively few masters at the Spirit Transformation stage, there were still more than a hundred of them; the most eye-catching were the five powerful warriors walking in the front, who exuded an unparalleled powerful aura, and were obviously top-notch beings who had already entered the Fusion stage.
At this time, outside the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate, Jiang Feng was in the front, followed by Bai Ling, Fatty Qiu, Zhuang Muhan, and Zhang Daoxuan.
The ones with the highest cultivation among the five are Bai Ling and Fatty Qiu, who have just broken through the fusion stage, and the remaining three are in the spirit transformation stage.
The opposing army burst into laughter upon seeing the formation of Jiang Feng and his four companions! One of the elders in the Fusion Stage said, "The Qingyun Sect is truly getting weaker and weaker. Jiang Feng, you actually dared to come out. Do you know that we are here to capture you and send you to the Imperial Dynasty for the final judgment?"
Jiang Feng took out a chair and slowly sat down. After taking a sip of tea, he asked, "Why are you trying me?"
"Need I ask? You slaughtered human elites and civilians, absorbing their souls to fuel your own demonic magic. You colluded with the demon race, and everyone is entitled to kill you!"
Jiang Feng stretched lazily, then said nonchalantly: "Oh? Did you see it with your own eyes?" His tone was full of teasing and questioning.
Upon hearing this, the old man's hair stood on end with rage, his face flushed crimson. He shouted, "The video beads have recorded everything completely. The evidence is irrefutable. How can you still try to argue?"
Jiang Feng smiled slightly and responded nonchalantly: "Haha, what was recorded in the image bead was just me killing those villains who tried to assassinate me secretly. As for those so-called monsters, they are all spiritual pets that have signed contracts with me and have always been loyally accompanying me. But you, old man, which eye saw me killing the pride of the human race? And which eye saw me killing innocent civilians? And where did you witness me cruelly refining other people's souls?" At this point, Jiang Feng stared at the old man with a sharp gaze, as if he wanted to see through his heart.
At this moment, Fatty Qiu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up and shouted, "I am the next leader of the Shenji Pavilion. I can prove that everything Jiang Feng said is true!"
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar at the scene, and people began to whisper and discuss. Indeed, up to now, no one had actually witnessed Jiang Feng committing those crimes.
The old man saw that the situation was gradually turning against him, but he was still unwilling to give up. He stared at Jiang Feng with wide eyes and questioned him again, "Jiang Feng, even if we put aside other things for now, those people were originally tasked with the important mission of investigating the strange disappearance of the human race, and in the end they all died at your hands. This is definitely true, right?"
Jiang Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a scornful smile, and answered frankly: "Yes, they did die in my hands, but that was also because they had ill intentions and tried to take advantage of my unpreparedness to kill me. Now that they have been killed by me, if you feel dissatisfied, you can come down and fight me in person, instead of just talking here!" After speaking, Jiang Feng crossed his arms across his chest and looked at the old man provocatively.
The old man was so angry that he lost his mind. His face flushed as he looked at Jiang Feng: "Don't be so arrogant, kid. I'll take you down!" After saying that, he turned into a meteor and attacked Jiang Feng with a huge hammer in his hand!!!
Just as the old man in the early stage of fusion was about to bring down his giant hammer, a voice rang out: "Hold it for me!!!"
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