Lord Lan’s gaze was icy as he swept over the gods looking at him strangely. He remained calm and composed.
With his peak upper god cultivation, unless a great god appeared, who could make him pay with his life?
Moreover, it was hatred from one hundred thousand years ago. Did they think they could use it to corner him?
Lord Lan sneered. “Old daoist, all this is merely your one-sided story. If we are fabricating tales, this lord can make one far more tragic. But as gods, we must have some face! One hundred thousand years ago, Mu Yeqing—whether such a person even existed is uncertain.”
Luo Jinshu had not expected Lord Lan to be so shameless. He flew into a rage. “Bullying too far! Do you truly think that becoming an upper god means no one can punish you? All matters in the world cannot cannot escape justice.”
Lord Lan paid no heed to Luo Jinshu. With his current cultivation, a great god future was promising. Luo Jinshu was merely mid-stage upper god, destined to perish with the Tianchu Civilization soon.
Who in Heaven would punish a future great god for a cultivator dead one hundred thousand years?
Lord Lan said, “Justice requires evidence. It is not decided by True God Jinshu.”
Feng Xi could not stand it and was about to step forward.
Zhenyuan stepped out first. “Who is right or wrong is not hard to judge. The Red Dust Peerless Tower knows all affairs under heaven. Master Zhuang is here. Why not have him check the *Red Dust Book* to see if Mu Yeqing died by Lord Lan’s hand back then?”
The venue suddenly fell silent.
Lord Lan knew well the power of the Red Dust Peerless Tower, with access to the Heavenly Palace’s intelligence system and knowledge of all secrets. His expression changed slightly.
Seeing all eyes turn to him, Zhuang Ta’a took out the *Red Dust Book* and wrote Tao Lan’s name with the red dust pen. Immediately, all information about Tao Lan emerged on the pages.
Moments later, Zhuang Ta’a’s expression grew grave. He closed the *Red Dust Book*. “The Red Dust Conference is of great importance. For such a grudge, why not leave the City Lord Mansion and resolve it elsewhere?”
Everyone instantly understood!
Qingpingzi and Lord Lan truly had a blood feud.
Whether as female cultivators or Qingpingzi’s daoist friends, Feng Xi could not suppress the chill in her heart. “Lord Lan, how will you quibble now?”
Lord Lan remained composed. “Merely a saint realm cultivator dead one hundred thousand years. Do you truly want this lord to pay with his life? On the Merit Battlefield and starry battlefield, this lord’s merits exceed most gods here.”
Shang Hong signalled to Jia Linnán with his eyes.
Jia Linnán stepped forward, consoling. “Fellow daoist Qingpingzi, we all know your grief. But please prioritise the greater good and set aside personal grudges for now. Our most important matter is opposing the Hell Realm. This god proposes Lord Lan offer sufficient divine stones as compensation to fellow daoist Qingpingzi.”
Kailan Feili also stepped out. “Yes! Compensation with divine stones. Let us turn big matters small and small matters to nothing. This is also the situation Young Master Lian wishes to see. Please, fellow daoist Qingpingzi, prioritise the greater good.”
All gods present saw the two Paradise Realm gods using Xuanyuan Lian to pressure Qingpingzi, forcing compromise.
“Ah…”
Zhang Ruochen, grieving to the extreme, let out a heart-rending wail.
The wail contained powerful mental force impact, blasting Jia Linnán and Kailan Feili off the ground backwards, blood spilling from their mouths.
Shang Hong stood unmoved, releasing divine qi to envelop Jia Linnán and Kailan Feili, helping resolve the mental force impact and land steadily.
Jia Linnán and Kailan Feili had not expected Qingpingzi to be so formidable. Eyes full of wariness, they slunk back, daring no further provocation.
Mu Yeqing was not fabricated by Zhang Ruochen but seen in the jade book from Yiman.
Zhuang Ta’a could not check Qingpingzi but could verify Mu Yeqing killed by Lord Lan.
That was enough!
Chi Yao truly could not understand what play Zhang Ruochen was performing. But risking exposure to cause such a scene must have major reason.
She feared if Zhang Ruochen struck, he might easily expose himself before Zhuang Ta’a and Xuanyuan Lian. Thus, she drew her dripping blood sword, blood qi soaring. “Since it is Senior Qingpingzi’s blood feud, as a Kunlun Realm god, how can I stand idly by? Tao Lan, if you can withstand ten swords from me, I will spare your life today.”
“What a grand and virtuous Female Saint Emperor. How long have you been a god to speak such arrogant words to this lord?” Lord Lan sneered.
“Step aside! This poor daoist will take his life personally. No one interfere!”
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes red as blood, he thrust the Qingping Sword fiercely into the ground, activating the City Lord Mansion’s array inscriptions. Billions of light patterns emerged, radiant clouds filling the sky.
The Qingping Sword, a sub-divine supreme saint artifact, erupted with supreme power like heaven and earth collapsing, forcing all gods back.
Even Chi Yao’s long hair flew, retreating several steps.
Only the golden carriage bloomed bright light, remaining unmoved.
Seeing Xuanyuan Lian in the golden carriage not intervene, Shang Hong understood his intent. “Since fellow daoist Qingpingzi’s hatred is hard to quell, today we give him a chance to duel Lord Lan. This god will open a battlefield to avoid ruining the Fire Seed Conference.”
Then, he pinched fingers with both hands. Rules divine inscriptions surged like tides from his brow, manifesting a corner of divine realm world, forcibly pulling Zhang Ruochen and Lord Lan inside.
The battlefield was half in the City Lord Mansion, half in the divine realm world.
The Cha Realm ranked third in the western universe, strength second only to the Western Heaven Buddha Realm.
Though nominally under the dominant Paradise Realm, with powerful strength and numerous gods, the Cha Realm could contend with Paradise.
Shang Hong naturally intended to win over Lord Lan.
In his view, no matter how strong Qingpingzi, without great god level, killing Lord Lan was impossible. Moreover, if unexpected, he could resolve any danger for Lord Lan.
“I will oversee the battle!”
Chi Yao approached Shang Hong’s divine realm world. A layer of rules divine inscription light curtain emerged, blocking her.
“Whoosh!”
She slashed, blood-coloured sword qi breaking the rules inscriptions.
Chi Yao forcibly descended into the divine realm world, holding her sword proudly, confronting Shang Hong.
A flash of surprise passed in Shang Hong’s pupils.
In the City Lord Mansion, other gods were shocked by Chi Yao’s erupted strength. How many years since she became a god? She could forcibly breach Shang Hong’s divine realm world.
Shang Hong stood at the pinnacle below great gods.
“Wuliang Venerable, Seven Stars Imprison Dragon.”
Zhang Ruochen inscribed runes, combining with the Qingping Sword. Instantly, one sword became seven.
Seven swords derived forty-nine, then two thousand four hundred one, then five million seven hundred sixty-four thousand eight hundred one.
All sword lights converged into seven sword qi rivers, sweeping towards Lord Lan.
Lord Lan had not expected a sudden daoist to be so formidable. Pressure mounted. He poured all divine qi into his folding fan.
The fan’s twelve ribs became twelve jade swords soaring up, forming a sword array.
“Swish! Swish!”
Sword qi clashed intensely, divine qi fluctuations strong, forcing Shang Hong to fully sustain the divine realm world.
“Did not expect Qingpingzi not only masterful in runes but also such attainment in sword dao.”
“Qingpingzi’s martial cultivation rivals Lord Lan. Now combining sword and rune dao, he clearly surpasses Lord Lan greatly.”
“In this god’s view, Lord Lan will fall faster than you imagine. Do not forget Qingpingzi’s Qingping Sword is a sub-divine supreme saint artifact.”
“Do not underestimate Lord Lan. His sword array, though inferior to Qingping Sword, is a Hunyuan-level supreme saint artifact set. Below great gods, few can wield Hunyuan-level supreme saint artifacts.”
“Legend says Lord Lan once studied sword under Sword God Ming. His sword dao attainment is extraordinary.”
“What is Sword God Ming? Do not forget Qingpingzi’s master is Shangqing, who reached Wuliang realm in inheritance. In sword dao, Sword God Realm pales compared to Kunlun Realm!”
…
Zhang Ruochen did not wish to expose his identity, suppressing cultivation, using mental force to mask aura and deceive Shang Hong’s perception.
Shang Hong had inadvertently helped greatly.
Fighting in the City Lord Mansion, with Zhuang Ta’a’s mental force and keen perception, plus unfathomable Xuanyuan Lian, Zhang Ruochen dared not guarantee no slips.
But in Shang Hong’s divine realm world, he only needed to fool one.
Though Shang Hong’s martial attainment was powerful, invincible below great gods, and a Truth Emissary, in mental force and perception, he lagged behind Zhuang Ta’a.
“Almost!”
Zhang Ruochen calculated time. By now, Feng Qi should have entered via Qinglian Gate to meet Qing Shen. No worry of startling him away.
Earlier, Zhang Ruochen prevented Chi Yao’s intervention to precisely time crushing Lord Lan.
“Bilu Huangquan!”
Divine radiance circled from Zhang Ruochen, merging with sword qi. The ground transformed into a starry Huangquan. Holding Qingping Sword with both hands, countless supreme inscriptions revived. Sword qi seemed to pierce Shang Hong’s divine realm world.
“Bilu Huangquan! Legend Biluozi’s self-created sword art Bilu Huangquan, a Wuliang-level divine technique.” A god exclaimed.
“We all underestimated Qingpingzi’s cultivation. This is his true strength.”
“Boom!”
Shang Hong’s divine realm world shook violently from sword intent.
“Swish! Swish! Swish…”
One sword thrust. Starry Huangquan surged with Zhang Ruochen. Shang Hong’s divine realm ground collapsed mile by mile, spreading towards Lord Lan.
“Upper god great complete?”
Shang Hong’s gaze darkened. Right hand raised overhead, heaven and earth’s truth rules converged endlessly.
“You should not interfere in their duel.”
Chaotic five-coloured oceans manifested around Chi Yao. Holding dripping blood sword with both hands, she thrust fiercely into the ground, forcing Shang Hong to mobilise truth rules against her sword, unable to aid Lord Lan.
