At the Demon Cult's headquarters, Zhou Qiong, who was practicing the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art, opened his eyes.
"Ding, congratulations to the host sect for destroying Jinshan Temple and completing half of the mission."
Zhou Qiong showed a smile and knocked on the chair. A figure wearing a light yellow mask appeared in front of him and knelt on one knee.
"Your subordinate Di Er greets the leader..."
"Tell me about the situation outside."
"The chief steward and his men have already massacred Jinshan Temple, from the abbot Wuwo Saint Monk, Wufa Saint Monk, to the ordinary novice monks, no one survived, and the casualties of our Demon Sect are less than one-tenth. The chief protector was injured by Wuwo Saint Monk's dying counterattack. Currently, the chief steward is leading everyone on the way to the Hanging Pavilion."
"What's going on with the other four sects?"
"Master, I heard that the Wanjian Sect and Xuankong Pavilion are filled with righteous indignation. They probably hate our Demon Sect to the core and have already started to gather disciples.
Fu Zong has never been concerned about worldly affairs for thousands of years, and will not take any action. As for Huangsha Fort, it is far away in the desert in the far north, and it should not have received any news yet."
"Well, the analysis is very good. Tell the Earth Department, the Mysterious Department and I to go to the Xuankong Pavilion."
In the Hanging Pavilion thousands of miles away from Jinshan Temple, the noise in the meeting hall was so deafening that even the Taoist boy standing guard outside covered his ears.
He said to another older Taoist boy next to him, "Brother, what happened? Why did the master summon all the uncles and great-grandfathers? It looks like a fight is going on inside now."
Another Taoist child whispered, "Please don't spread rumors. I heard that Jinshan Temple was destroyed."
"How is it possible..." The frightened little Taoist boy screamed, and his mouth was immediately covered by the senior brother next to him.
The little Taoist boy immediately whispered, "Jinshan Temple is one of the five major sects like our Xuankong Temple. How could it be destroyed?"
"How would I know? I heard that the whole family was wiped out by the Demon Cult."
Two little Taoist boys were whispering outside, but inside it was like a battlefield. Some of the people who looked like immortals outside were now blowing their noses and glaring, shouting loudly, with ferocious eyes that seemed to be able to kill people.
"The Demon Cult actually dared to destroy Jinshan Temple. Do they think they can dominate the world..."
"The demon sect is too rampant. We must unite all the sects and destroy the demon sect to avenge Jinshan Temple."
"If the Demon Sect had been destroyed earlier, Jinshan Temple would not have been destroyed. Poor my brother Wuwo."
"That kid Zhou Qiong actually killed Wuwo. He is really amazing."
Several people were discussing loudly, as if they were going to kill all the members of the Demon Sect right now. "Brother Chongxu, tell me what we should do now."
Taoist Chongxu, the old head of Xuankong Pavilion, who was sitting in the upper seat, drank a sip of tea and said, "Since the Demon Sect has taken action, they will not stop easily. Chongtian, go and tell Ximen Tian to come to Xuankong Pavilion to discuss the time to attack the Demon Sect..."
"Brother, do we need to notify Fu Zong, Huangsha Fort, and the three major dynasties..." A Taoist priest with a plump figure and a round face bowed to Chongxu.
"No need. Fu Sect has always been aloof from worldly affairs. Huangsha Castle is too far away. The three great dynasties don't like our sect anyway, so there's no need to notify them."
"Okay, brother, I'll go tell Master Ximen right away." Okita turned and left the meeting hall.
"You guys should calm down and go out to appease the disciples. It's time to make the Demon Cult disappear from this continent."
The Xuankong Pavilion didn't know that it wasn't Zhou Qiong who killed the Wuwo Saint Monk, but Liansheng and Bai Haotian. Even the whole world thought that Zhou Qiong killed the Wuwo Saint Monk. No one in the outside world knew that Bai Haotian had broken through to the Martial Emperor realm. In the eyes of outsiders, he was just a person with the peak of Martial Emperor cultivation. Even Wuya was shocked to see Bai Haotian break through to the Martial Emperor realm.
This led Xuankong Pavilion to misjudge the strength of the Demon Cult. There was a bamboo-covered hut in a bamboo forest on the back mountain of Xuankong Pavilion. Chongxu walked to the door of the hut and knocked.
"Uncle Junior Master, you may need to come out of the mountain."
An old voice came from inside, "What's wrong? Is there any problem that the Hanging Pavilion can't solve?"
"Uncle Master, Jinshan Temple was destroyed."
The sound of a cup breaking was heard inside the bamboo house. "Which force did this?"
"Demon Cult. Wuye is also dead, killed by Zhou Qiong."
"Zhou Qiong, I didn't expect Zhou Shentong to have such a good son." A bitter laugh came from inside the bamboo house. "You are the head of the sect, just tell me what you have decided."
Before Chongxu could reply, a look of disbelief flashed across his eyes. The door of the bamboo house opened instantly, and an old figure walked out. He looked like a centenarian, wearing an old Taoist robe.
The old man looked up at the sky and said, "Here I come..." His figure disappeared in an instant, and Chongxu also disappeared in the bamboo forest. When the two appeared again, they had already arrived at the main hall of the Hanging Pavilion.
Figures kept rushing towards the square in front of the main hall. Chongtian appeared in the main hall and shouted, "Brother Chongxu, something bad has happened. The Demon Cult has surrounded Xuankong Mountain."
"What a demon cult! I didn't expect them to come so quickly. They arrived before we could even start. Didn't they suffer any damage after taking over Jinshan Temple?"
"Okita, the leader of the team is that kid Zhou Qiong."
"Ah, Uncle Qingping, you have come out of seclusion, but I didn't see that kid Zhou Qiong. The leader is the Demon Cult's Chief Steward Liansheng and the Great Elder Bai Haotian." Okita was surprised at first, then said.
"Who is Liansheng..." the old man asked a little confused.
“Uncle-master, Liansheng is also a rising star in the Demon Cult. He is about the same age as Zhou Qiong. He is now the chief steward of the Demon Cult and has reached the early stage of Martial Emperor.” Chongxu explained on the side.
"He actually broke through to the Martial Emperor level, and he's still so young. Okita, look at him, and then look at yourself. At your age, even a dog should have broken through, but you're still stuck at the Martial Emperor level."
Okita curled his lips, did not dare to refute, said he would go out to organize his disciples, turned around and fled out of the hall.
Taoist Qingping and Taoist Chongxu walked to the square together. Thousands of people from the Xuankong Pavilion gathered in the square. Each of them had a resolute look on their faces and held a sword in their hands.
The sky was filled with the figures of the Demon Cult, as if the entire Hanging Temple was trapped in a jar.
"Master Qingping, you are not dead yet..." A dumb voice came from the sky, and a figure with a long sword on his back appeared in Qingping's eyes.
"Bai Haotian, you are not dead, how can I bear to die. Why did your demon sect surround my Xuankong Pavilion? Do you want to attack my Xuankong Pavilion?" Taoist Qingping asked in a deep voice.
Hahahaha, many high-ranking members of the Demon Cult in the sky sneered, as if they were mocking Taoist Qingping's ignorance.
Bai Haotian glanced at Taoist Qingping and said, "According to the order of the leader, we will first destroy Jinshan and then kill Xuankong. After today, Xuankong Pavilion will be removed from the Cangwu Continent."
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