How could one allow others to sleep soundly by their bed? The Xuantian Sect might tolerate the unification of Dongyun Mountain, but they would never allow such a stunningly talented person to rule.
“If Sect Leader Feng could be a bit more mediocre and unambitious, perhaps with Princess Yin’s mediation, the Qingyuan Sect could continue to exist peacefully. But now, I’m afraid even Princess Yin can’t protect Sect Leader Feng,” the housekeeper Wu sighed lightly.
Geniuses are always envied and hated. Wasn’t the downfall of their Fengchuan Realm also due to the emergence of a prodigy that the Feng Emperor’s world was jealous of?
Feng Yiju chuckled lightly, “How does Housekeeper Wu know that Miss Yin’s existence isn’t just to save face for the Xuantian Sect?”
Housekeeper Wu’s eyes suddenly shot out a sharp light.
Feng Yiju made a gesture of invitation, “With our realms, we shouldn’t be fighting in the Mysterious Wasteland, for fear of being despised by heaven and earth. Why don’t you take a walk in the starry sky?”
Housekeeper Wu gave him a deep look, and his figure suddenly disappeared. Feng Yiju, with a smile on his face, took a step forward and also vanished.
Luo Rujin felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his hands and feet cold.
Traverse Heaven third level! Feng Yiju was at the third level of Traverse Heaven!
Feng Yiju was only thirty or forty years older than him, right? To reach the Traverse Heaven Realm at such an age was already an unparalleled demon, how did he reach the third level of Traverse Heaven?
The advancement of the Traverse Heaven Realm, wasn’t each level measured in millennia?
Luo Rujin found it difficult to breathe.
He suddenly had a strange feeling. If it wasn’t Zhong Bo who came today, but his grandfather, would Feng Yiju directly step into the fifth level of Traverse Heaven?
The mission to annihilate Qingyuan might not be completed. Even if Zhong Bo could defeat Feng Yiju, who knew if Feng Yiju had any tricks up his sleeve?
He felt a sense of despair for no reason.
Su He and Si Ze were walking side by side, with Si Ze riding a black panther that they had snatched halfway.
Other disciples of the Qingyuan Sect were following behind.
This was the second battlefield, the battlefield of the fourth step of Transcend Mortality, the Sense Realm, and the fifth step, the Sacrificial Bone. Senior Uncle Dragon Turtle was invincible here.
Although Su He had just opened his Sense Realm, he had already completed more than half of the Sacrificial Bone before that. At this moment, there were only over sixty acupoints around his body that had not been opened yet.
Moreover, in terms of seniority, Su He was now the elder of the disciples. It was only natural for them to seek protection by his side.
“Senior Uncle Dragon Turtle, the distress signal came from the southeast.”
Just now, someone received a message from a fellow sect disciple asking for help. Su He and the others followed the message but found nothing.
Si Ze slapped the black panther under him, leaped onto a big tree, and looked towards the southeast, but found nothing.
Su He expanded his Divine Sense, covering a radius of five miles – unless he used his Divine Sense in his sight, Su He could only extend his Divine Sense to five miles at this moment.
This was already shocking enough for the secular world.
For ordinary cultivators who had just opened their Sense Realm, their Divine Sense could only extend to about twenty yards at most. Even for cultivators who had been immersed in the Sense Realm for three to five years, the most they could extend was just over a mile.
There was nothing unusual within five miles. Su He’s body was rolling with waves, he climbed onto a high rock, and saw a Qingyuan disciple lying on the ground twenty miles to the southeast, covered in blood but struggling to crawl forward. In front of him, six or seven disciples from an unknown sect were leading a transparent light ball with an iron chain.
Inside the light ball, Feng Yaya was floating up and down, sleeping soundly.
The Mountain Soul battlefield opened suddenly, and Old Taoist Ge didn’t dare to bring Feng Yaya into the Demon Subduing Realm battlefield. There were too many enemies, and he was afraid he couldn’t protect her. He only had time to put Feng Yaya into the shield and throw it into the Transcend Mortality battlefield.
Now, it was captured by outsiders.
“Roar~”
Su He roared, and the huge waves under him rolled, breaking through the trees and rushing southeast.
The disciples behind him didn’t understand what was happening and hurriedly sped up to catch up.
Twenty miles was just a moment for Su He, who could travel on waves.
Before he got close, he heard voices from the woods, “Brother Bone, why don’t we catch a few more Qingyuan disciples and let them send out distress signals? We should be able to lure the Qingyuan Dragon Turtle here.”
Another cautious voice came, “But, after all, that’s the Dragon Turtle. What if it doesn’t negotiate with us and just kills us?”
“No way!” A voice chuckled, “There have been rumors in the outside world that the Dragon Turtle protects Feng Yaya like his own daughter. He will definitely not ignore her. If he really attacks directly, we will…”
“Roar!”
Then you can go to hell!
Su He hadn’t used beast language to express himself directly for a long time, and at this moment, he found that roaring was more satisfying. A roar split the woods, bringing the roar of the huge waves, and rushed out.
The crawling Qingyuan disciple was suddenly filled with joy.
The faces of the seven cultivators who were holding the light ball with an iron chain changed instantly! They were eager to lure the Dragon Turtle here, but when the Dragon Turtle really arrived, they were trembling with fear. Not everyone had the courage to face a Divine Beast.
“Dr, Dr, Dragon Turtle… Stop!” The leading cultivator, pale as a sheet, managed to speak, “Behind me is the trial field of the Xuanqing View. If you take one more step forward, I will immediately push Feng Yaya into…”
“Roar!”Before he could utter his threat, Su He roared with divine might, causing the monk to choke on his words. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Several others around him also collapsed, including the crawling disciples of the Qingyuan Sect.
It wasn’t until half an hour later that they slowly regained consciousness, only to find their world turned upside down. All seven of them were hanging upside down from tree branches.
Their minds were throbbing, and their Sense Realms were in excruciating pain.
This was a sign of damage to their Divine Senses, and their Sense Realms were on the verge of collapse.
Under the tree, a group of Qingyuan disciples were picking and choosing. Each of them was inspecting their own small towers, checking if there were any monks with low cultivation levels in the golden towers, ready to replace them.
This was a shocking revelation. Could there be a chance of survival in the golden tower?
The leading monk shouted, “Fellow Daoists, wait!”
They had severely underestimated the strength of both sides. They had originally planned to use Feng Yaya to threaten Dragon Turtle. As long as they obtained a part of the Qingyuan inheritance and some heavenly treasures, they would be satisfied to leave.
But the Divine Beast, Dragon Turtle, had no sense of martial honor and attacked as soon as they met.
“Fellow Daoists, the Qingyuan Sect is in a precarious situation. Why should we make enemies for our own sect? As long as you let us go, we are willing to be your inside helpers. After the Qingyuan Sect is destroyed, we can show you a clear path.”
Crack!
Si was loading his cannon, the barrel pointed at his large front teeth, he glanced at him. His eyes spoke volumes.
He stayed quiet, praying that he still had some use and could be taken into the golden tower, perhaps he could live a few more days.
The man’s face changed instantly, “Fellow Daoists, don’t disbelieve. Before entering this battlefield, my master said that the demon statue of the Qingyuan Sect could not defeat the real Traverse Heaven…”
Just then, the sky above turned bright red, followed by a loud boom.
Everyone looked up in surprise to see a Great Ming King demon statue of the Qingyuan Sect, killing demons and directly charging into the Xuantian Sect’s Traverse Heaven circle, cutting off a pair of legs of a Xuantian Sect’s Traverse Heaven with one stroke, shattering those legs and spilling blood into the sky.
But immediately after, this demon statue was shattered by other Traverse Heavens, wriggling and merging together, but it remained motionless.
The Qingyuan monk inside the demon statue was dead.
Above the nine heavens, the killing intent suddenly erupted. The battle situation made Su He completely confused. Not only the Traverse Heaven battlefield, but even the top layer of the Subdue Demons battlefield, the power of the techniques suddenly escalated.
Below, everyone became quiet.
After a while, the hanging monk said, “See, I told you!”
He was gloating, full of pride, as if he was the one who had shattered the Great Ming King demon statue.
You Traverse Heavens are going to lose, you need me…
Just then, a small red figure flashed by, and the monk was punched and sent flying.
Feng Yaya was pouting, standing under the tree in a huff.
She had woken up.