"Chen Yang is in Ziwei Tianzong, and Ziwei Tianzong is going to hold a witness meeting for all sects in the world?" Han Xiaotian asked.
Dead Language nodded.
Han Xiaotian laughed, grabbed the dogtail grass in his mouth and threw it far away. His tied black hair suddenly fluttered up, and he floated away.
"Hey, wait for me!" Dead Language hurriedly followed.
In the past few days, Chen Yang has been thinking hard in the courtyard, trying to find a convenient and quick breathing method to improve his strength, which seems like a last-minute cram method.
But it is obvious that this method is unsatisfactory and not very useful.
The only thing that comforted him was that Qi Juejian had made another breakthrough and directly entered the initial stage of Nascent Soul.
Perhaps thanks to his cleverness and perseverance, this wave was not as hopeless as he thought.
The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, there was only one day left before the Ziwei Tianzong's witness meeting.
Chen Yang's restlessness was almost imprinted in Xue Qing's eyes, but unfortunately, what she could do for him was really limited, and she could probably only offer a few gentle comforts.
This night, with a dark moon and strong wind, seemed like a good night for murder.
Jiang Yunlan was about to go to bed when she saw a black shadow suddenly appear in front of her bed.
The black shadow was so strange and mysterious that Jiang Yunlan clearly felt an energy fluctuation that only a demon possessed.
Looking at the shadow that appeared at the head of the bed, she almost didn't recognize that it was her younger brother Jiang Mang.
Until he spoke: "Sister!"
"Jiang Mang, it's really you!" Jiang Yunlan jumped off the bed, walked to Jiang Mang's side and looked at him carefully. The demonic energy surging in his body could no longer be stopped.
"Xiao Mang, you, what have you been through!"
Jiang Mang showed a playful smile: "I have obtained the inheritance of the Demon God, sister, the day of dominating the world has come."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Jiang Yunlan said.
Just then, she smelled a strong smell of blood. Just as she was about to take a closer look, she heard hurried footsteps outside the door.
She hurriedly shouted coldly: "What's the matter!"
The man thought the sect leader was asleep and was about to force his way in, but when he heard the voice, he fell to his knees outside.
"Master, something terrible has happened!"
Jiang Yunlan recognized the man's voice. It was Manager Zhang, who was in charge of the elders' food and daily life in the forbidden area.
"The evil cultivators have broken into the forbidden area. Elders, elders... Sect Master, please go and take a look!" said the man, trembling all over.
Jiang Yunlan immediately looked at Jiang Mang.
Jiang Mang was looking at her and smiling.
"I understand. You go down first!" Jiang Yunlan said.
Manager Zhang nodded and said, "Yes."
Having said that, he hurried out.
"You did it!" Jiang Yunlan shouted.
"Sister, those elders won't dare to be so arrogant anymore." Jiang Mang said with a smile.
Jiang Yunlan looked at those familiar eyes and felt a little strange.
"Xiao Mang, you are fooling around!" Jiang Yunlan said.
"Sister! Aren't you happy? I defeated all those elders. My strength..."
"No matter how strong you are, you are a demon cultivator!" Jiang Yunlan interrupted him.
Jiang Mang suddenly burst into laughter: "So what if I'm a demon cultivator? As long as I have the strength and can defeat the enemy, what's wrong with me being a demon cultivator?"
His madness made Jiang Yunlan at a loss for words. She could only ignore him and ran out in a hurry.
This night was destined to be a turbulent one for the Floating Cloud Sect. Jiang Yunlan was thankful that the elders did not know that the cruel demon cultivator was Jiang Mang.
The next day.
The weather is fine and the morning sun is elegant.
In the south of Dongming Kingdom, a lot of people have gathered outside the mountain gate of Ziwei Tianzong.
Many sects that were not invited also arrived early, just to see the style of the six major sects of the Four Seas Continent.
Le Qing'er and her female companion Qingyao, dressed as men, mingled among them. Looking at the heavily guarded gate of Ziwei Tianzong, they suddenly felt that things were too simple.
It seems impossible to get in.
Not being able to get in means not being able to see Chen Yang.
The Zhanling Sect arrived first and signed in at the mountain gate. Dozens of disciples followed their leader into the inner room.
Then, the Xuankong Taoist Sect also came.
Lin Tianxing from the Lin Lan Sect came over with his son Lin Yuxuan, signed in the attendance book, and after being checked by the disciples of the Ziwei Tianzong, entered the inner room.
Ma Xiaotian from the Huiyao Sect also walked in with his son Ma Yaozu.
Time kept passing, and only the people from the Floating Cloud Sect had not arrived yet.
Seeing that they couldn't get in, Le Qing'er and Qingyao just wanted to see Jiang Yunlan from Fuyun Sect at the door, but they never waited for her.
Everyone was talking about it.
The Ziwei Tianzong bell rang three times before Jiang Yunlan finally arrived.
Behind her were seven or eight men dressed in the uniforms of inner disciples of the Floating Cloud Sect, and a man in black who seemed very mysterious. He wore a conical hat, a black cloak, and his face was covered, with only his two eyes exposed. He was wrapped up tightly.
"This is..."
"It's because my brother caught a cold and I'm afraid he'll infect others, so he dressed like this," Jiang Yunlan explained.
The person who checked had heard that Jiang Yunlan had a younger brother who also held a high status in the Floating Cloud Sect, so he let him go without any suspicion.
The six major sects have all arrived, and the gate of Ziwei Tianzong slammed shut, leaving a group of people sighing in despair.
Le Qing'er frowned and looked around Ziwei Tianzong, hoping to find a way to sneak in.
In the huge square, the six major sects sat around each other, and on the platform in the middle stood the chief disciple of Ziwei Tianzong.
After saying some words of thanks aloud, he briefly explained the matters concerning this witness meeting.
Upon learning that it was indeed the Ziwei Tianzong's new leader's succession meeting, the various sects began to discuss the matter and speculate on the new leader's true identity.
"This person, who was carefully selected from among our sect, is still young. I hope you can give him some advice." After the disciple in charge said this, he stepped aside.
A disciple of Ziwei Tianzong was the first to come on stage.
"I am Wu Qiong, the chief disciple of Elder Langyue, and I wish to challenge the new sect leader."
The writer at the table nearby wrote down his name and gave him a number plate.
Not long after, dozens of disciples from Ziwei Tianzong came up to challenge.
This gave Lin Tianxing some clues.
Could it be that the new sect leader is not strong enough? Otherwise, why would so many disciples of our sect challenge him?
He immediately said to his son Lin Yuxuan, who was watching the excitement from the side, "Go and challenge it too!"
Lin Yuxuan immediately widened his eyes.
"Father, this is Ziwei Tianzong!"
Every one of them is at the Golden Core Realm.
"Don't be afraid, show your true strength." Lin Tianxing said.
As long as the defeat was not too disastrous, challenging the leader of Ziwei Tianzong could be a source of bragging rights to others, unless the challenged new leader was badly beaten and was too embarrassed to succeed him.
Ziwei Tianzong should not do something that would slap itself in the face.
At this time, a man in black robe walked up to Jiang Yunlan of Fuyun Sect.
"Floating Cloud Sect's Jiang Mang challenges the new leader."
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