Chapter 227

"Sacrificing a few lives in exchange for a solution is not a bad idea." The old man's words were filled with a hint of helplessness, as if this was the lowest price he could accept.

After hearing this, the Taoist God couldn't help but sneer, revealing his disdain for this approach in his tone, "How do you know that sacrificing them will allow the Canghai Holy Church to survive the end of the era?"

His question was sharp and direct, leaving the old man speechless for a moment.

The old man didn't know how to respond to this, so he could only smile awkwardly, but he couldn't help feeling a little unconvinced in his heart.

If sacrificing a few people can solve the problem, that would naturally be the best. Of course, if he was the one being sacrificed, that would be another matter...

Soon, the old man brought the Taoist God to the door of the Canghai Holy Church.

When the mountain-guarding disciples saw the old man, they all greeted him respectfully, "Meet the Third Elder!" The old man just nodded slightly, without saying much, and continued to move forward with the Taoist God.

"Who is that person next to the Third Elder?" The mountain-guarding disciples whispered, curious.

"He can come with the Third Elder. He is definitely extraordinary. We have never seen him before. We must be careful and not offend him in the future."

The Taoist God walked along and looked around. Many disciples greeted the old man. It was obvious that the old man had a high status in the sect. After all, he was the Third Elder.

The architecture of the Canghai Holy Sect was extraordinary. It was not an exaggeration to call it the Immortal Sect.

Soon, they arrived at the door of the sect's main hall.

The old man paused outside the door. He spoke in a low voice with a hint of uneasiness in his tone, "Master, do you really have the strength?"

He knew in his heart that if the Taoist God did not have enough strength, he would die if he brought him into the Canghai Holy Sect today!

The Taoist God smiled indifferently and did not answer.

The Third Elder took a deep breath when he saw this, and then took the Taoist God into the sect's main hall.

At this time, Ye Qingcheng, the Holy Lord of the Canghai Holy Sect, was sitting high on the throne above, and his eyes were indifferent.

Feeling the breath of the visitor, he suddenly turned around, his eyes piercing like a sharp blade, and looked at the two coldly.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes lingered on the Taoist God for a while, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This Holy Lord has never shown such an expression on any visitor. Obviously, the aura of the Taoist God is extraordinary.

"Third Elder, didn't you go to the Endless Sea?" Ye Qingcheng's eyes shifted to the old man, his tone cold and unquestionable.

"Holy Lord, it's really this guest who wants to see you!" The third elder smiled and responded with a fist, with a hint of flattery in his tone.

Ye Qingcheng's heart was filled with doubts, his brows slightly frowned, and he snorted: "Oh?"

"Who are you?" Ye Qingcheng spoke to the Taoist God. He thought the third elder would introduce the identity of the visitor, but obviously, he was disappointed.

After hearing this, the Taoist God couldn't help but smile, and that smile was full of contempt and disdain.

"I am the Tianyuan Sword Saint!" His voice echoed in the hall like thunder.

Ye Qingcheng frowned. Tianyuan Sword Saint? This name was very unfamiliar to him. Canghai Saint Church and the other party seemed to have no intersection.

However, the next moment, the words of the Taoist God made Ye Qingcheng's heart sink suddenly and his pupils shrank sharply.

"I came here this time to subdue Canghai Saint Church!"

After hearing this, Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart. He sneered: "What a joke, relying on you?"

"I am a mid-stage Divine Martial Supreme, and there are also late-stage Divine Martial Supreme ancestors in the Saint Church. When I was in Mingzhou, I didn't know if you were there!" Ye Qingcheng's words were full of pride.

After that, the Taoist God stepped forward step by step, and every step was stepped on the void, as if there was an invisible road extending under his feet.

His momentum was like substance, oppressing the air in the hall as if it was solidified.

Snap!

A hand pressed on Ye Qingcheng's shoulder like an iron clamp, making him unable to move.

In an instant, Ye Qingcheng's face was shrouded in a black air, and the next moment, a black air covered him, making his body like a demon god.

However, even so, he was horrified to find that he could not escape.

The palm on his shoulder suppressed the power in his body, as if everything in his body had stagnated.

The third elder was also shocked by the hand of the Taoist God, and a terrifying pressure suddenly enveloped him, making him unable to move.

At this moment, the Taoist God was full of coldness, overlooking Ye Qingcheng, and pressed Ye Qingcheng in the air with one hand, making him unable to move forward.

The atmosphere in the hall instantly dropped to freezing point.

"Middle stage of the Supreme God of Martial Arts?" The voice of the Taoist God sounded, full of disdain. "An ant-like existence!"

His palm followed with a pinch, and Ye Qingcheng's breath dropped sharply, like a dying person, with a weak breath.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes flashed with fear and disbelief.

As powerful as the Holy Lord of the Canghai Holy Sect, he was completely helpless in front of the Taoist God!

The Third Elder was also shocked when he saw this. He thought that the other party was at least in the middle or late stage.

After all, those who dared not to fear the Canghai Holy Sect must be extraordinary.

But this method obviously reached above the late stage, that is, the peak of the Supreme God of Martial Arts!

Comparable to the Sect Master of the Tianzong!

It was so terrifying that the Endless Sea could actually give birth to such a strong man, which was really eye-opening for him.

"Senior... spare my life!" Ye Qingcheng's voice trembled, and his tone was shrill. He finally understood that the other party's move gave him a feeling that was even stronger than the ancestor!

The ancestor was a late-stage Supreme God, which meant that the other party was at least at the peak of the Supreme God!

The peak of the Supreme God was a rare existence in Mingzhou, like a dragon that could only be seen from head to tail.

He did not expect that he would meet one today, and he wanted to conquer the Holy Canghai Sect!

The next moment, a mysterious and powerful force silently entered the depths of Ye Qingcheng's mind like a ghost, and he was in a state of shock, but he was powerless to stop it.

That force left a clear mark in his mind, like a brand that could never be erased.

Ye Qingcheng knew what this mark represented.

From now on, his life and death would be completely controlled by the other party's thoughts. Recalling just now, he was still the lofty Holy Lord of the Holy Canghai Sect, a powerful man in Mingzhou, and majestic.

However, now he has become a prisoner of others, and his life and death are controlled by others. In a single thought, there is a world of difference.

After the Taoist God finished all this, he casually let go of his hand, as if he had just done something insignificant.

Ye Qingcheng's expression at this moment was extremely complicated, uncertain, with struggle and helplessness flashing in his eyes.

Finally, he seemed to accept the arrangement of fate, sighed slightly, turned around and clasped his fists to the Taoist God, and said respectfully: "See you, my Lord!"

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