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People from Xiliang are here!
"What should we do next? Should we send people to search for traces or stay here?" Among the six Emperors, a middle-aged Emperor Yuan looked at the old Emperor Yuan.
The old ancestor ordered Li Wanji to be killed, so this person couldn't be left alive.
"There's no need to stay. Li Wanji has already torn a space tunnel and left. His whereabouts are erratic, and it won't be easy to find him. Let's go back and discuss it with the Family Head!" The old Emperor Yuan said.
Judging from the strength of his violent spiritual power, Li Wanji was a nine-star Emperor-level cultivator. If they stayed behind, they wouldn't be his opponent unless everyone joined forces!
The middle-aged Emperor Yuan nodded and then smiled coldly at the three Emperors of the Ning family. "You guys are too late. I'm afraid you won't have a chance to win Li Wanji over to serve the Ning Wu Empire."
"Same here. Isn't the Xuanyuan Family unable to get him?"
The leader of the Ning family, Emperor Yuan, responded coldly, guessing that the other party's purpose was the same as theirs, to win over Li Wanji.
Li Wanji had already left, and it was useless for them to stay. After exchanging glances, the three Emperors of the Ning family tore space and teleported back. Now that Qin Hao's spiritual power was no longer interfering, the space of the Southern Territory returned to balance, and they no longer had to worry about being involved in the turbulence of space.
They had to bring the news to Great Emperor Ning Wu. It turned out that Li Wanji was Ling Yangzi. As for whether they would continue to win him over, it would depend on the Family Head's plan!
After the Ning family left, the six people of the Xuanyuan Family were also about to leave!
But suddenly, the middle-aged Emperor Yuan's eyes flashed as he caught an acquaintance among the tens of thousands of martial artists.
Qing Lao!
"It's Duanmu Qinghui!" The middle-aged Emperor Yuan suddenly became excited, and the excitement in his eyes turned into thick killing intent.
Duanmu Qinghui, the Great Elder of the Left Faction of the Myriad Cultivator Alliance, one of the supreme leaders of the Myriad Cultivator Alliance.
Truly, there was a way to go but you didn't take it and there was no door to hell.
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"Ninth Uncle!"
The middle-aged Emperor Yuan was anxious. Now was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Once Duanmu Qinghui returned to the Myriad Cultivator Alliance, it would be difficult to kill him again.
"The battle situation has changed. It's not suitable for us to take action at the moment. Let's go back and discuss how to deal with Li Wanji with the Patriarch. Let's go!"
The old Emperor Yuan didn't allow the middle-aged Emperor Yuan to resist. He waved his palm and opened up a space crack. The six of them hid in it and headed towards Nan Ao.
A few days ago, more than a dozen scouts sent to probe the Ten Thousand Cultivator Alliance were killed one after another. None of them survived, which proved that the Ten Thousand Cultivator Alliance was ready for a head-on battle, which represented the other party's determination to fight to the death.
On the surface, with Duanmu Qinghui's cultivation, any one of the six of them could kill him.
But Emperor Yuan knew that it wasn't that easy. Duanmu Qinghui had led the Myriad Cultivator Alliance for decades, and he wasn't a mediocre person at all.
He even suspected that even if all six of them attacked together, they might not be able to kill the First Elder of the Myriad Cultivator Alliance, who was half a step away from Dendi. It was more important to bring the news that Li Wanji was Ling Yangzi back to the Patriarch Alliance.
The old Emperor Yuan also sighed softly. The original plan to launch a surprise attack on the Myriad Cultivator Alliance was inexplicably disrupted. Now that the old ancestor had ordered Ling Yangzi to be killed, he was afraid that the attack on the Myriad Cultivator Alliance would be delayed again.
"Brother Qing, the people of the Xuanyuan Family seemed to have noticed us just now!"
In the crowd, Master Gu whispered.
Qing Lao nodded. "Not only did they notice us, but they also had the intention to kill us!"
Qing Lao was also very puzzled. The relationship between the Myriad Cultivator Alliance and Nan Ao was very serious. They were even like fire and water.
But it wasn't time to shed all pretense of cordiality yet. Why did the people of the Xuanyuan Family have such strong killing intent towards him before leaving?
At this time, Qing Lao didn't know that the border of the Myriad Cultivator Alliance had been attacked!
He took a deep breath and looked at the vast crater, feeling a burst of regret. The magnificent Coiling Dragon Wonder was gone just like that. The essence of the path of enchantment hadn't been fully comprehended yet. What a pity, what a pity!
At this time, Qin Hao's handsome face suddenly appeared in his mind.
According to the discussion of the cultivators just now, the person who finally absorbed the Wonder Dragon Spirit was a white-haired young man.
This made him recall that Qin Hao had two strands of white hair in front of his forehead when he met him in the Star Refining Building.
Moreover, a while ago, Gu Huangshou did give Qin Hao some pointers and let him come to the Coiling Dragon Wonder to see the subtleties of the enchantment technique.
'Could it really be him?' Qing Lao thought.
"Brother Qing, who are you talking about?" Gu Huangshou looked at Duanmu Qinghui, who was lost in thought.
"Ah, nothing!" Duanmu Qinghui waved his hand and smiled faintly. Maybe he was thinking too much.
Qin Hao was just an Eighth Stage Yuan Monarch. It was impossible for him to step on the sixth platform. Maybe it was another white-haired cultivator.
"Brother Qing, do you want to go back to the Ten Thousand Cultivator Union to take a look? I keep feeling that the people of the Xuanyuan Family are strange!"
Gu Huangshou reminded him. At that moment, the other party emitted a very strong murderous intent as if he was eager to get rid of Duanmu Qinghui. Maybe something had happened to the Ten Thousand Cultivator Union.
"There's no hurry. There's still half a month before the Martial Ning Empire's triennial auction begins. I'm preparing to make a trip there!" Qing Lao replied. He was a little worried about the Ten Thousand Cultivator Union.
However, he wasn't the only person in charge of the Ten Thousand Cultivator Union. Without him, the sky would collapse!
The Ten Thousand Cultivator Union was divided into the Left Faction and the Right Faction. The Left Faction was led by Grand Elder Duanmu Qinghui. They pursued the ideals of the former Zheng Nation's imperial family and focused on recuperating and striving to govern.
Moreover, the Left Faction still supported the Zheng Family, which had withdrawn from the ruling stage, and hoped that the Zheng Family could return to the throne.
The Right Faction was different.
The Right Faction opposed the Left Faction and was very opposed to the return of the Zheng Nation. The Grand Elder leading the Right Faction was a very violent guy. He killed decisively and pursued fighting to stop fighting.
Although his position was different from Duanmu Qinghui's, the two sides were united in protecting the Ten Thousand Cultivator Union.
Even without Duanmu Qinghui, the Right Faction's Grand Elder could still command the entire situation.
Qing Lao was very interested in the upcoming auction in the Martial Ning Empire.
There was news that Western Liang's Dan Ge had brought a miraculous pill to this auction. After a martial artist took it, they would instantly advance. It was very miraculous.
Qing Lao studied alchemy to the point of obsession. He had to go and take a look.
"Oh, I understand. You want to bid for a Saint Soul Pill to decipher the recipe!" Gu Huangshou smiled. He understood Duanmu Qinghui very well.
Once the recipe for the Saint Soul Pill was deciphered, the strength of the Ten Thousand Cultivator Union's Left Faction martial artists would rise greatly in a short period of time.
Gu Huangshou naturally didn't doubt Qing Lao's ability. As long as he could bid for it, he would definitely be able to decipher the recipe.
This was because Qing Lao was the only powerhouse in the Southern Domain who had a chance of becoming Dendi.
"Let's go!" Duanmu Qinghui smiled knowingly and didn't deny it.
A spatial gap tore open in front of them and the two stepped in.
No matter what happened to the Ten Thousand Cultivator Union, as long as he could hold on until he returned from the Martial Ning Empire with the Saint Soul Pill, the situation would be reversed.
Moreover, Gu Huangshou was providing the Divine Soldier behind the scenes. There were also several Great Suzerain level experts in the former homeland of the Prosperous Country who had a good relationship with Gu Huangshou.
If Southern Ao really started a war with the Ten Thousand Cultivator Union, the Xuanyuan Family definitely wouldn't feel good about being counterattacked.