Yi Zhenfeng caused a huge commotion in Earthchild. He captured Mu Xirou, one of the six beauties of Earthchild, as well as White Moon Messenger's daughter, Liu Ruixin. He even killed the sect master and vice sect master of Six Worship and repelled several hundred experts. No one could stop him right now.
On that day, the remaining disciples of Six Worship Immortal Sect knelt in front of Solar Immortal Sect and begged them to avenge them.
The next day, Wu Yangsheng spoke for the first time. He would take Yi Zhenfeng's head within three days to make a name for himself, establish his might, and rid Earthchild of evil.
Wu Yangsheng was definitely one of the most legendary characters of this generation. Though he wasn't a historical genius, he wasn't any weaker. He cultivated for less than a hundred years before reaching the eighth-level. His brilliance was on par with Solar's sect master.
In the Solar Celestial Sect, it was said that he was a god and that he was omnipotent.
This was no different from announcing the death sentence of Yi Zhenfeng.
On the same day, Chen Mojin from another sect, Myriad Laws, also declared that he would take Yi Zhenfeng's head within three days. Anyone who dared to compete with him would be his enemy.
Everyone understood Chen Mojin's domineering attitude. After all, everyone knew the relationship between Chen Mojin and Mu Xirou. His childhood sweetheart, or even his fiancée, was kidnapped by a rapist. This was a great humiliation to someone like Chen Mojin.
Whether it was Wu Yangsheng or Chen Mojin, their words represented the wills of the two top immortal sects. All the young geniuses in Earthchild Prefecture were fired up. Many of them personally rushed to Fan City, causing the ruins to become even more lively.
Of course, outside of these prodigies, there were also heretical lords from all over Earthchild. Most of them received orders from the heretical king and knew that Senluo Temple wanted to punish the love thief. The heretical conference was imminent and all of them wanted to show their face to Senluo Temple. There was no better gift than Yi Zhenfeng's head.
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A scarlet ivory warship was flying in the sky. The hull of the warship was flowing with a metallic brilliance, and there was a huge compass floating above it. The space on it was extremely large, enough to accommodate over ten thousand people.
A huge flag was hovering above the Red Fang Battleship. It was embroidered with the pattern of a giant beast using golden silk. It looked like a demonic flag, and when it was blown, it made puffing sounds.
The warship was filled with cultivators in black robes, each of them exuding strong Yin energy. They stood motionless in their positions like lifeless ghosts.
The Tenth Lord of Senluo, Lu Fengxian, was sitting on the ship. He looked to be in his forties with a cold gaze and a neat beard. There were a few strands of white hair near his temples. However, he didn't look old at all and instead had a sharp aura.
A python that was more than ten meters long was lying under him. This python had two heads and its mouth was like the mouth of a basin. Blood was still dripping from it. It was obvious that it had just eaten a living creature. It was unknown whether it had eaten a living person or a living beast.
"Hehe, Yi Zhenfeng came out of nowhere at this time. What a timely appearance."
Lu Fengxian gently patted one of the python's heads. His eyes were like two electric balls with a hint of mockery.
"Hall Lord, do you think this is strange?"
Yun Yang kneeled in front of Lu Fengxian. He wore a blue armor that looked like it was carved out of a sapphire.
After the return of the heretical king, the ten halls of Senluo all joined together. The original lord was Lu Fengxian, an old heretic with a ninth-level Heaven's Mandate cultivation. He had dominated the heretical faction for several hundred years.
Now, he was still the Tenth Lord of Senluo and only listened to the heretical king. As for the four walkers and the heretical young lord, they didn't have the authority to order him around.
Though their status was higher, they didn't have the authority to order him around.
For example, the previous clan master of the Beiming Clan, Beiming Moshou, was only at eighth-level Heaven's Mandate. The temple master of the Yushou House was also at eighth-level Heaven's Mandate. One could see the power of a ninth-level Heaven's Mandate.
A ninth-level Heaven's Mandate was an absolute overlord. There were less than ten of them in the Senluo Temple and less than one hundred in the entire Jin Dynasty.
Yun Yang used to be a follower of Lu Fengxian, the second-in-command of the Tenth Hall. He reached the eighth-level not too long ago and was extremely loyal to Lu Fengxian.
Lu Fengxian smirked: "The heretical conference is right around the corner and the heretical king is here. No one can stop the heretical faction's unification but there are still people who want to stir things up even more.
Yun Yang, you have been with me for two hundred years and I consider you family. There's no need to kneel before me. "
"I don't dare to not kneel before you, Hall Lord."
Yun Yang slowly stood up: "Hall Lord, are you saying that this Yi Zhenfeng is a pawn sent by the court?"
Lu Fengxian shook his head: "It's not just the court. Mount Potala, Sacred Spirit Palace, Yin Yang Mountain, Dark Realm, Lifeless Realm, and Nether Realm, how many of them want to unify the heretical faction?
Haha!
In their eyes, the unification of the Corrupt path is equivalent to everyone in the Corrupt path submitting to the Corrupt Emperor. How many of the Corrupt path's supreme overlords are willing to submit to him? "
"Sacred Spirit Palace is also afraid of unifying the heretical faction?" Yun Yang pondered for a bit.
Lu Fengxian didn't answer right away. He pondered for a while before answering: "Sacred Spirit Palace is the least likely. All the heretical powers in Jin are nothing in their eyes. Only His Excellency, the Heretical King, can hold any weight in their eyes.
However, the two palace lords of Sacred Spirit are great characters. Given their status and cultivation, they wouldn't necessarily put too much importance on His Excellency. "
Yun Yang was a bit aghast. The Heretical King was an invincible existence. The two palace lords of Sacred Spirit, in his eyes, were only on par with the Heretical King. They shouldn't be as weak as the Hall Master described them to be.
Lu Fengxian naturally saw through Yun Yang's thoughts and said: "Yun Yang, there are many things in this world that you can't understand with your current knowledge.
There was a time when the ten of us gathered in the Evil Palace, and we talked about some of the highest secrets. If you want to know, I can tell you a little, so that you won't get into trouble in the future. Of course, if you don't want to know, I won't tell you, so that you won't get into trouble. "
"Please enlighten me, Hall Lord." Despite cultivating for more than two hundred years, Yun Yang still couldn't suppress his curiosity.
"The heretical king said that the royal clan of Jin looks strong but it can't escape Sacred Spirit Palace's control. The five dynasties are only pawns for Sacred Spirit Palace." Lu Fengxian said.
Yun Yang's heart skipped a beat. He had a new understanding of Sacred Spirit Palace and the meaning behind the temple lord's words. The two palace lords of Sacred Spirit Palace had left Jin for a long time. The others had reached a higher level. Even if the heretical faction of Jin was unified, it would only be a group of gangsters in their eyes, a motley crew.
"So the court and Mount Potala are the most likely ones?" Yun Yang said.
When he mentioned Mount Putuo, Yun Yang's voice paused slightly because he knew that the Hall Master sitting above him was a disciple of Mount Putuo's Lu Family. He was also the cousin of the current Lu Family Head.
As for why Lu Fengxian became the Tenth Hall Lord, of course, it was because Mount Potala wanted to take over the Tenth Hall. However, no one expected for the heretical king to return after more than a thousand years to mess up their plans.
For the heretical king, it didn't matter if Lu Fengxian was from Mount Potala or Senluo Temple.
The heretical king's goal was to unify the heretical path and then the entire Jin Dynasty. Mount Potala and Senluo Temple would have to bow down to him. Lu Fengxian would still be his subordinate.
Fengxian pondered for a bit before shaking his head: "I've asked Mount Potala, he's not from Mount Potala. At the very least, the Lu didn't send such a pawn out."
"Then could it be that Yi Zhenfeng doesn't belong to any power and we're just overthinking it?" Yun Yang asked.
"The current Divine King, Feng Feiyun, is trapped in Bronze Cauldron Mountain and the court doesn't dare to help. This is a huge loss to the heretical faction. They want to regain their face and even ruin the heretical conference. The heretical king left this matter to me to test me.
If that's the case, I'll do it beautifully. Yi Zhenfeng must die, we can't let him show his face at the conference.
At this moment, the high-speed Scarlet Fang Warship slowed down and finally came to a complete stop.
"Hall Lord, we've arrived at Fan City."
A black-robed old man slowly rose from the ground and bowed to Lu Fengxian.
Fengxian calmly said: "To the pagoda ruins.
Tell everyone that Senluo Temple is here, all heretics must retreat. "
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Wu Yangsheng of Solar, Chen Mojin of Myriad Laws, Ye Siwan of Sun Moon, and a slightly older man arrived one after the other. All of them were outside the ruins.
"Senior Sister Ye, Senior Brother Li, someone saw Yi Zhenfeng and Junior Sister Liu entering the pagoda ruins two days ago. They haven't come out yet, when should we act?" An expert from Sun Moon came to report.
The man called Senior Brother Li was the eldest disciple of Sun Moon Sect's sect master, someone from the same generation as Wu Yangsheng and Chen Mojin. His gaze was as sharp as a sword as he said: "Now!"