Chapter 566: Cross-Border Escape, Chaos Seventh Transformation

In the portable small world, two huge mountain ranges are winding and stacked.

One mountain is composed of image beads and jade slips, and the other is also composed of image beads and jade slips.

The number is densely packed, up to more than 200 billion.

In order to imprint information on these jade slips and image beads, Shen Lian can be said to have racked his brains to make up rumors and fabricate nonsense. Of course, on the basis of fabricating nonsense, he also has facts to rely on.

The next question is how to put this batch of things out.

Such a large number of jade slips have to be put in so many places. It is not easy to spread them at the same time without being noticed.

If there is a slight mistake, it is possible that someone will follow the clues.

The super forces are not stupid. Before, there was the vassal Hedao Sect of Kunpeng Hall that was stolen, and now there is another full information flow attack. Although it seems that whoever benefits from this matter is the one who does it, which of the predecessors who may have cultivated to the Mahayana and semi-immortal is a simple existence.

Besides, after the last incident, Kunpeng Palace and Lingmu Fairy Palace did not fight. Maybe they had already noticed that there was a wavering guy like him fanning the flames in secret.

So, before doing this, you still have to think about how to hide yourself.

"Black market, start from the Void Star Sea."

Sitting on the Liuyingzhu Mountain, Shen Lian thought about it and came up with an idea.

He still has more than a hundred reserve clones in his hands, each of which is in the realm of great perfection of Lianxu, and before he thought of using the monster clones as the main attack, he had already sacrificed these reserve clones one by one.

The clones at the level of Hedao were all taken out and set off as fireworks that year, so naturally there is no need for hundreds of small reserve clones.

After releasing the Liuyingzhu, these clones will be directly returned to the embrace of the fairy world, so that the bodies will be destroyed and no traces will be left.

Moreover, it will no longer be spread from the major regions of the fairy world, but directly start from the black market of the Void Star Sea.

In the vast sea of ​​nothingness, there are countless black markets and markets.

Shen Lian had seen it in the Jishan Market. The monks in the black market did things that were shiny black.

It just so happened that the hundreds of reserve clones he brought were all caught by fishing in various places. Each of them was active in different black markets, which just allowed them to go back to where they came from.

...

In the sea of ​​nothingness.

A huge land-like treasure ship black market floated in the void. Occasionally, you could see streams of light coming in the darkness and sinking into the treasure ship.

As a trading place in the dark, the black market must have strong strength and reputation to stand up, otherwise, monks would not come to trade.

It is true that there are all kinds of people in the black market, but it is very stable inside the black market. This is the signboard of the black market lord. A black market lord who cannot stabilize the internal market of the black market is not qualified to stand in the sea of ​​nothingness.

Therefore, this leads to another problem, that is, many black markets are actually supported by big forces.

The sect's holy land is huge, and the more resources it consumes, the more resources they want on the surface, and the black market that is not visible in the dark, they also need.

Shen Lian chose to start from the black market, and because of the stability inside the black market, he sent the clones to live directly in the black market.

It's just that there is no rush to spread the matter of the photo beads.

In this way, Shen Lian, like a hardworking little bee, sent more than a hundred clones one by one to live in the black markets in different places in the fairy world.

Specially selected those black markets that have stood for tens of thousands of years, have a good reputation and credibility, and can be closed for a long time.

There is also an advantage in the black market, that is, 99% of the cultivators hide their heads and show their tails, and each of them wraps themselves up like a zongzi, wishing that their own parents would not recognize them.

Because everyone pretends to be very tight, and the painted skin on their faces is as thick as a hundred, so many unfamiliar faces appear in the black market every day.

But in fact, these unfamiliar faces may be the Taoist friends who did business together yesterday.

The clones' dusty entry into the black market will naturally attract the attention of other cultivators, but it doesn't matter, because the clones will practice in seclusion in the black market until they complete their tasks.

Even if they are targeted by someone, they dare not take action in the black market.

As for the cultivators behind the black market, the probability is very small.

Of course, Shen Lian also guarded against this move. Once all the clones encountered an accident, they would immediately destroy the image beads and jade slips stored in the dantian.

These spiritual objects of only the first and second levels can be crushed to ashes with a single thought.

From Shangjuntian to Shanghaotian Realm, Shen Lian traveled in the sea of ​​nothingness all the way, and never went to any region.

And on the way, he also collected a group of clones, expanding the number of clones to 400. These little cultivators of the refining realm were like children in front of his eight-turn soul path. They were easily robbed of their minds and willingly offered themselves.

This time, Shen Lian did not limit himself to the human race. He gave some quota to all the cultivators of various races, including the demon race, the spirit race, the sea race, etc., all of whom were of the type with bloody aura.

After a busy time, nearly a hundred years had passed.

More than four hundred clones naturally could not take care of every corner of the fairy world, but in Shen Lian's opinion, it was enough. The number of clones was small, but it could not match the number of image beads and jade slips.

When the four hundred locations were spread, countless cultivators would automatically spread the news. Three people made a tiger. He did not need to say much about the rumor-mongering skills of the cultivators in the fairy world.

For a hundred years, everything was normal in Jishan Black Market.

Jishan was trapped in his portable world, suffering from the baptism of thunder, fire and lightning every day, and was in a state where he could not heal himself.

Although he could not heal himself, he was not hit too hard.

Now was not the time to kill him. Once Jishan died, the half-immortal who was in charge of the sale of creatures in the fairy world would send people to investigate.

Not only could Jishan not die, but Shen Lian had to treat him well.

As for the three guys such as Luo Jiannu, they naturally had no scruples. They had already extracted a part of the origin of chaos. Who made these three guys and Jishan not the same way?

For his own safety, Shen Lian did not even touch the creatures in the meteorite cave controlled by Jishan.

It was a bit risky for him to take action personally, so he added the location of the meteorite to the photo beads and jade slips. This great merit of saving creatures should be handed over to the righteous people in the fairy world.

As for him, he kept his merits and fame hidden.

After arranging the personnel, Shen Lian ran away.

He had to run away. It was said that things never happen more than three times. This was the third time he had been picked.

Keep a low profile and run away.

As for where to run to, it was naturally the crack in the sky and earth.

Poor Lao Mi had lost most of his blood and energy, and was now hiding in a corner licking his wounds. As the original body, he had the obligation to take a good look at the first clone while running away to avoid disaster.

The crack in the sky and earth was a good place. The half-immortal was able to kill Lao Mi's substitute last time, not because the crack in the sky and earth was not good, but because Lao Mi did not run deep enough.

In the depths of the crack in the sky and earth, even the half-immortal ancestor was trembling with anger.

Last time, Shen Lian was frightened by the half-immortal ancestor.

To deal with Hedao, he actually used the half-immortal. He didn't bully a child like this.

Coincidentally, the strange secret space that trapped Lao Mi before had some other magical features. He might go and explore it, and there might be unexpected surprises.

After all, although he has been in the dark for these years, he has been jumping around too much. It is better to hide.

Along the hazy void, Shen Lian descended from Haotian to the bottom of Juntian, crossed several layers of heaven, and rushed into the crack of heaven and earth without stopping. It can be said that he has not run such a long distance for a long time.

But think about it. This time he is guarding against the half-immortal monster. What does this distance mean? What's wrong with the half-immortal? No matter how powerful the half-immortal is, he can't resist him from running into dangerous places.

After entering the crack of heaven and earth for the first time, Shen Lian didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but soon he realized something was wrong.

As a master of space Dao fruit, his perception of space is very sharp. In addition, his soul Dao fruit has reached the eighth level, which can better capture slight fluctuations in space.

At this moment, the area he passed through seemed calm, but in fact, he found countless space spikes under his feet. The whole space is composed of these spikes clustered together.

And he was like walking on some kind of torture device.

Feeling the changes in space, Shen Lian felt a chill on his back. These spatial spikes were as strong as sixth-level spiritual treasures, and spiritual treasures of this level were nothing to him.

But in the perception of divine thoughts, all areas were in this situation.

Imagine being surrounded by countless sixth-level spiritual treasures, and these spiritual treasures released sharp edges. Even if you are a cultivator of the Hedao, it doesn't matter. It's not uncommon for ants to bite elephants to death.

Shen Lian moved forward carefully without touching the fluctuations of space at all. When his divine thoughts were released, he began to sense the edge of this area. If the range was small, it didn't matter.

If the range was large, then you have to be careful.

He knew space very well. The broken space would only get worse. All of them were spatial spikes of the level of sixth-level spiritual treasures. Once a space storm was rolled up, it would probably turn into a seventh-level storm in a short time. By then, if the range was large, an eighth-level storm was also very likely.

Unfortunately, his luck was not very good. No matter which direction he sensed from, the environment was the same. Moreover, he was still on the road at the moment, and his mind was constantly extending forward, but the spike-like space domain had no end at all.

The vast area meant that once a storm accumulated, the power would be more terrifying accordingly.

"It's a really good place. No wonder Hedao and Mahayana are not willing to come here. If you go deeper, I'm afraid that the half-immortal ancestor will frown."

Carefully stepping on the spikes, Shen Lian felt more and more that he had come to the right place.

First, the half-immortal ancestor of the corpse-sloughing world personally killed the substitute of 'Mi Xuzi' who claimed to have the appearance of a true immortal. No one would have thought that the real him would come back here again.

In a blink of an eye, seventeen years and three months later.

Shen Lian, standing on a piece of floating space debris a hundred feet in size, looked back at the spiked space area he had just passed through. It took him seventeen years to run out.

Although he limited his speed, he has run seven or eight galaxies over the years.

Fortunately, the space was not broken. If it really caused a space storm, the old ancestor of Yujing would not be able to bear it, and the Mahayana would also lose a layer of skin.

"What a good place."

He breathed a sigh of relief, stepped on the space fragments under his feet, and continued to transform forward.

"Sea... Bull!"

However, Shen Lian, who had just slid out of the thousand-mile area, sank directly with a "plop". The dark space twisted for a while, as if a sticky black hole appeared.

After a few breaths, Shen Lian pulled his hands out of the sticky black hole and continued to move forward in a slightly embarrassed manner.

"Plop!"

Hundreds of miles away, it fell in again.

"Space Swamp, I am a master of Space Dao Fruit, please give me some face."

After climbing up again, Shen Lian was speechless.

This space was filled with a dark airflow, which slowed down the application of space rules. Even he, a Space Dao Fruit cultivator, was already too late when he sensed changes in the space under his feet.

The collapse of space is different from the large crater created by the collapse of soil. The entire surrounding space is sunken deeply, and the lines that make up the space begin to bend, making it impossible to avoid or avoid it.

…

More than half a year later, Shen Lian, who had mastered some skills, once again crawled out of a sunken space and stopped without moving.

"Yes, since heaven and earth are our masters, this move is called Space Black Hole. It's a good move that's specially used to inflict evil on people."

Having been caught in the rain, Shen Lian naturally wanted to tear off other people's umbrellas.

Do you know how he spent most of the year?

The dignified ancestor of Hedao actually fell into a trap, and he still fell into the trap again and again.

Of course, it would be the same if this broken place were replaced by a Mahayana senior. Those who don't understand the rules of space may not be as good-looking as the way he fell.

…

"Ouch!"

In the area where earth, water, wind and fire gather, all kinds of regular auras are chaotic and become a pot of porridge. Here, vegetation grows upside down, fire is like ice, black water is like boiling soup, and all kinds of spiritual energy, spiritual fire, spiritual water, and spiritual soil are presented. Various colors come out and collide with each other.

At the edge of the area, Shen Lian was retreating frantically, but he still couldn't outrun the ice fire coming from behind. The seventh-level robe was directly burned into ice chips by the fire, and the cold air of the fire penetrated into the tail bone. Location.

By bypassing this area, you can reach the remains of Mixuzi.

However, Shen Lian continuously entered so many strange places, but was blocked by this area of ​​reversed rules. As soon as he got close to this area, he felt that he was affected, and the mana in his body began to reverse, which was quite a bit overwhelming.

There are too many strange things going on here in the Rift between Heaven and Earth. If you want to find out, it would take the help of a true immortal, so Shen Lian naturally has no idea of ​​getting to the bottom of it.

But now this area is blocking his way. He has circled a long distance and still hasn't found a path through.

After retreating far away, Shen Lian slapped his butt first, and tried to use the Five Elements mana to wash his tail bone, but found that the cold air that seeped through was difficult to get rid of.

Then, I tried to increase the number of rules and mana, but the effect was still not good.

Finally, he used the magic power of chaos to refine away the flaming cold air that was like a tarsal maggot.

"This area can already prevent Mahayana monks from passing through."

Shen Lian was quite satisfied with the conclusion he came up with after personally selling his butt. Although his spiritual thoughts would be affected if he entered this upside-down and chaotic area, he could still tell that this area was very vast.

If the outer area can defeat the Mahayana monks, then the inner area may not be afraid of the half-immortal ancestor.

In addition, it was the first time for Shen Lian to encounter this kind of area where all kinds of "qi" were chaotic and the vegetation was upside down.

According to Mixuzi's previous journey, this situation should not have occurred in this area at that time.

"That's all, Lao Mi can recover slowly on his own. This area is very dangerous, and it's not a talisman."

After staring at the Brilliant Realm for a moment, Shen Lian had a lot of thoughts, and finally decided to temporarily hide nearby as his hiding place.

He had run far enough since entering the rift between heaven and earth, and now he encountered such a strange place, so he paused for a moment.

These areas encountered in the rift between heaven and earth are very strange and cannot be bypassed at all. Let's go around from up and down directions. However, these areas are all three-dimensional. Whether you are flying up or down, you can't go around at all. Not to the edge.

In short, this place is very strange, and there is nothing wrong with calling it a strange place in the fairy world.

Although Shen Lian made up his mind to use this strange place to defend himself, Shen Lian still flew up and down for a while and looked around.

"That's..."

Not long after, Shen Lian's eyes suddenly froze as he looked at the strange area.

In an area surrounded by earth, water, fire and wind, I saw a figure with his head down and legs up, hanging straight in the bright aura, and his whole body was filled with colorful colors.

Mahayana monk!

Still a dead Mahayana.

"Okay, okay, great place."

Shen Lian carefully calculated the distance and found that this Mahayana fart place was only a thousand miles away from where he was. This distance could be taken into consideration by his spiritual mind.

Mahayana can be killed in an area of ​​only ten thousand miles, but it can be done even deeper. This is really a good place.

I wandered outside and took a closer look at the unfortunate Mahayana senior, and found that even though the Mahayana senior had burped, his body was still enduring the topsy-turvy wash of water and fire, showing quite an unyielding character.

Not long after, Shen Lian continued to wander around. He didn't have the ability to fish out the bones of the Mahayana seniors. He just wanted to see them for fun. The most important thing next was to choose a suitable location to retreat and practice.

About half a year later, Shen Lian chose a retreat in an area 300,000 miles outside the Upside Down area.

If anything unusual happens in this reversed area, he can run away. At worst, he will let the cold flames burn his tail bone.

After arranging the cave abode based on his many years of experience, Shen Lian sent out several thoughts as a precaution, and then he sat down in the cave abode with peace of mind.

Lao Mi can’t see it in the short term. With this area blocking him, he can’t fly over even if he wants to. ”,

“Don’t be in a hurry to release the news, just focus on comprehending the rules of chaos first. ”

After sensing the clones he had placed outside, there was nothing unusual about the four hundred of them. It was just as he had expected. He stayed in the black market to retreat. Even if someone spied on him, they would not take action in the black market.

No hurry.

Sitting quietly for most of the day, he calmed down his thoughts completely.

The Nine Transformations of Dao Seed emerged from the palm of Shen Lian's right hand, and the gurgling chaos wandered under the surface of the body, resonating with the Dantian and hundreds of acupoints.

The three friends from the Corpse World who came from afar have also contributed a part of the Chaos Origin. The remaining Origin is also continuously contributed under the blessing of the Ghost Ball Combination Formation.

After leaving a part of the external sensing divine consciousness, Shen Lian adjusted his own state to the best and began to retreat again.

Soon, the breath in the cave became sticky. Even if the chaotic breath did not leak out, the chaos wandering in the body also affected the resonance of the rules in the cave.

Five years...

Ten Years...

The improved Ghost Ball combination array accelerated the exploitation of the corpse-sloughing world monks. A wisp of chaos origin was refined by Shen Lian, and his body seemed to have turned into a chaotic state.

In the dark, he fell into a kind of ethereal state. His internal organs, blood vessels, bones, and Dantian acupoints all disappeared, and he became a chaos instead.

It was round and empty, but it seemed to be any object.

In the blink of an eye, more than 700 years passed.

In the cave, a thick layer of dust settled down, and Shen Lian seemed to have turned into a small mountain, rooted in the original place.

Finally, the quiet cave moved, and he opened his eyes. His eyes seemed to have lost their pupils and turned into two round and mercury-like states.

After a careful sense, it seemed to have turned into two gray pupils.

However, nine winding and twisted marks appeared outside the pupils, which were indescribably mysterious.

"The unity of the body and the soul is one step closer. "

Shen Lian murmured. Every improvement of the rules was a further baptism of the mana. In this process, the mana would sweep the whole body.

Thinking back then, if he wanted to practice, he needed to advance and retreat the three methods together, but now the gap between the three methods has long disappeared, replaced by the unity of the original chaos.

In the process of sweeping the whole body, the chaotic mana not only soaked the soul, but also improved the strength of the body.

Chaos is like a fusion agent, which makes the soul and the body merge into one.

The soul contaminated with the aura of chaos has a more magnificent aura. He has not yet discovered more mysteries, and the body that has been baptized by chaos is almost comparable to the seventh-level upper-grade body cultivator in terms of strength.

According to this trend, when the chaotic Dao Seed is condensed, maybe he can withstand the attack of a Mahayana cultivator in terms of physical strength alone.

"The seventh turn of the chaos rule is not enough. The more Taoist friends from the Corpse Slaughter Realm, the better."

"...It is Taoist friend Yujing from the Corpse Slaughter Realm. "

After pressing the chaotic power back into his body, Shen Lian's mind turned and he could sense the situation of the four hundred small clones outside.

At this moment, his soul had already emitted a chaotic color. Before, he had comprehended the method of transforming one qi into three pure ones, relying on the half-finished innate purple light. Now, this purple light was being fused by the chaos.

"It has not even been a thousand years. "

Shen Lian counted with his fingers. From the time he spread his clones to the end of his retreat, it was only nine hundred years. Except for some small-scale sect fights outside, the situation was still very peaceful.

However, he was not in a hurry to take action. According to the information he read from Ji Shan's memory, this guy would only report to his immediate superior every three thousand years, and there would be more than one thousand six hundred years before the next report.

It would be enough to wait for another thousand years.

The longer the time is pushed, the more favorable it will be for him to hide.

In the Xianhu Sect, the people were taken away by the elders of the Lingmu Fairy Palace as early as after the Hedao celebration held by Qingjun, and the arm left by the sword girl was also taken away.

Xianhu also specifically asked the elders of the Fairy Palace why the breath of this arm was weird. He had never seen a cultivator of this race in the fairy world.

The response of the Lingmu Fairy Palace was vague, and the fact was not told to Xianhu.

After leaving the retreat, he once again checked the changes in the inverted area. He found that the area of ​​the Mahayana cultivator was gone, and the other The distance between the entire inverted area and his retreat location was tens of thousands of miles away.

This also shows that this area is active.

After changing his location, Shen Lian began to retreat again. He had elixirs but lacked time.

The goals of this retreat are short, medium and long.

The short-term goal is Yujing.

The medium-term goal is Mahayana.

The long-term goal is to be determined.

Shen Lian estimated that the elixirs in his hand would not be a problem to support the Mahayana realm.

It was not easy to run such a long way, it was not good It's such a waste to practice in seclusion. As for the situation outside, it's none of his business.

...

Lower Haotian Realm, East Region.

Thousand Lakes Black Market.

This is a vast ocean. From a distance, you can still see the cross-section of the ocean, where various aquatic creatures live and roam.

There are many pleasure boats and treasure ships connected on the water.

As a black market that has existed for more than 100,000 years, it naturally has the foundation to stand firm.

On the surface, it is naturally because there are small rules and Dao cultivators, but everyone also knows that the black market is backed by the sea clan.

Inside the black market, on a painted boat shaped like a golden mountain, there are caves and caves, many of which are lit up with spiritual taboos. It is obvious that there are monks practicing in the caves.

In one of the caves, Luze, with colorful scales flashing between his eyebrows, suddenly woke up from his practice.

In the depths of his eyes, the through holes glowed with a little purple light, but within the purple light there were gray lights and mysterious winding lines.

"Has it started yet?"

Practicing in the market for one thousand and six hundred years in one breath is still a bit rare for the Void Refining monks, but it is not that unusual.

When he first entered the black market, there were people peeping at him, but after more than a thousand years, these entrepreneurial guys have long since left. After all, there are so many outlets, and time is like spiritual crystal, so no one would stare at him.

After coming out of the cave, Luze headed directly outside the black market.

It's not that you can't get things done in the black market. There are formations in the black market. If the owner of the black market activates the formation and leaves the released photo beads and jade slips in the black market, wouldn't his death be in vain?

Of course, you can't stray too far from the black market. These Taoist friends with entrepreneurial spirit are the first batch of disseminators and rumormongers in the black market.

Flying out of the water where the black market was, Luze flew directly to the sky, with mana surging out of his body. This scene naturally attracted the attention of the monks going to and from the black market, as well as some monks in the black market.

"black!"

"It's so dark today!"

A roar rang out from Luze's mouth, startling the monks who were visiting the black market.

"Who is this?"

"You're crazy!"

"Obsessed?"

"Crazy?"

The aura on Luze's body surged even more. When he saw the eyes focused on him, he pulled out the hosta from his head and tied it on his robe, then tore open the robe.

The hosta cannot be thrown away, and the corpse must be destroyed together later.

"ah!"

Then, it opened its hands and roared.

"In the realm of immortals, rotten trees become immortals. In the three realms and nine heavens, animals lie high."

"People with wolf-like hearts and dog-like behavior, controlling the path of immortality, are despicable..."

As he opened his mouth, he felt that there was a lot of movement, and streams of light shone on Luze's body.

In an instant, the jade slips and photo beads all over the sky fell like a goddess scattering flowers.

"I wish I could overthrow you rotten wood immortals..."

With a roar, a gray light suddenly rolled up on Luze's body, and then he turned into ashes from the inside out in a breath, not even the hosta of his robe was left.

As for the few ashes, they dispersed directly with the wind.

Everything happened so fast and by the time the monks present grabbed the jade slip and the shadow bead, Luze had already disappeared between heaven and earth.

The monks from all sides who grabbed the photo beads and jade slips had particularly exciting expressions after seeing the information inside.

"The Holy Land of Hedao sells living beings to create its own Hedao seeds."

"The autobiography of a poor betrayed."

"Juling Mountain Creature Purchase Contract?"

"Slave Treasury, Southern Territory...Meteor..."

…

At the same time, this scene happened in the black markets in Haotian Realm and Juntian Realm.

Photo beads and jade slips were flying all over the sky, grabbing a handful, and the news surged in like snowflakes, pouring into the monk's head.

The images in these photo beads are so wonderful, the scenes of communication between the Holy Land of the United Way and the life dealers are all performed.

The amount of hundreds of billions is like a heavy rain, which cannot be stopped. They are all on the black market, and no one will deliberately destroy them, unless...

"Nonsense, Tangtang..."

In a black market somewhere, a monk was furious and used magic power to annihilate the image beads into ashes. But as soon as he moved, he found countless eyes on him.

"He's anxious, he's anxious."

I don’t know who it was that said such a sentence in a gloomy tone.

Let the monk's arm freeze on the spot.

Countless jade slips were discovered in four hundred black markets throughout the Three Realms and Nine Heavens. The contents were extremely shocking and spread like lightning.

Selling creatures is normal for monks in the fairy world, but it is often not done openly. This is the first time it has been brought out.

After all, if you can do it, you won’t be embarrassed if you say it.

The high-altitude Hedao Holy Land turned out to be like this.

The elders are all immortals, but I didn't expect that some guys would be so mean.

He clearly set up a righteous persona, but he didn't expect that he was actually practicing demonic skills.

Most of the monks who work in the black market come from small families, so they spread the news back quickly.

…

Chongxuan Immortal Sect.

"The lord is not good."

The sect leader who was practicing in seclusion was forcibly pulled out by the elders. When he saw the original photo beads and jade slips, his expression suddenly changed.

"Damn it!"

"Nonsense!"

"Slander, this is naked slander!"

"How can I, a dignified and authentic sect of Immortalism, sell creatures of all races to sacrifice for demonic arts? Who is harming me?"

Mountains of photo beads and jade slips were piled up in the sect's main hall. Chongxuan Immortal Sect knew about it when the news came out, and they responded very quickly.

The contents of these photo beads and the jade slips are not the same. Different jade slips contain different contents.

"Sect Master, take a look again, there is Tailing Immortal Palace, Eternal Immortal Sect, Golden Toad Sect..."

Sect Leader Chongxuan looked at the image in the image bead.

The names of these Hedao sects are so familiar.

Aren’t these all the sects of fellow Taoists whose homes were stolen just like them last time!

“Sect Master, there is news that the meteorite in the South Region…the South Region has been found by cultivators, and a group of cultivators inside said that they will be sent to our Chongxuan Immortal Sect as sacrifices.”

“They also said that every time we worship our ancestors, we have to kill 100 million lives…”

“Who!”

“Who!”

The Chongxuan Sect Master’s mood, which had not yet calmed down, rose again.

“Who is wronging our sect!”