Wuji Tianzun had been secretly congratulating himself on having arranged contingencies, but the Second Elder’s words struck him like a slap across the face.
“What did you say?”
“The Blood Slave is dead?”
“Say it again!”
Wuji Tianzun’s eyes blazed with towering flames as he fixed them on the Second Elder, murderous intent surging forth.
In that moment, the Second Elder felt every hair on his body stand on end, his primordial spirit on the verge of shattering.
The killing intent of a Saint King was truly terrifying.
Even as a saint himself, he could scarcely endure it.
“Sect Leader, the Blood Slave… the Blood Slave…”
“His life lamp has gone out.”
The Second Elder stammered, “It happened shortly after the life lamps of the two elders and Su Wuming extinguished.”
“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!” Wuji Tianzun refused to believe it. “The only one at Ye Changsheng’s side is that ox demon. He could not possibly be a match for the Blood Slave.”
“The Blood Slave is a Great Sage. He has served me for so long. I know his strength well.”
“Even if that bear demon of the demon clan had come, it could not have killed the Blood Slave.”
The Second Elder said, “Sect Leader, the Blood Slave’s life lamp truly went out. If you do not believe me, you may go to the Soul Guarding Hall yourself and see…”
“Silence!” Wuji Tianzun roared like an enraged lion, his gaze terrifying as he stared at the Second Elder. “Raise your head.”
The Second Elder lifted his head, looking at Wuji Tianzun with trepidation. “Sect Leader…”
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Wuji Tianzun delivered three resounding slaps to the Second Elder’s face. The Second Elder was sent flying, spitting blood-flecked foam, his aged face swelling like a pig’s head.
Enduring the pain, the Second Elder quickly returned and prostrated himself again.
“This seat warned you not long ago that in future, when reporting matters, you must say everything at once.”
“Did you treat this seat’s words as wind past your ears?”
The Second Elder panicked. “Sect Leader, I did not…”
Slap!
Wuji Tianzun struck him again, knocking out two of the Second Elder’s front teeth.
“If not for your years of loyal service to this seat, I would certainly have killed you.”
“Remember this: next time, report everything in one breath, or I will not let you off lightly.”
Changing tone, Wuji Tianzun asked, “Lu Fugui is dead. Does the Great Elder know?”
The Second Elder replied, “Reporting to the Sect Leader, the Great Elder is in seclusion and does not yet know.”
Wuji Tianzun instructed, “Keep this matter from the Great Elder for now, so as not to disturb his seclusion. After all, Lu Fugui is his own younger brother.”
“Yes.” The Second Elder acknowledged.
Wuji Tianzun asked further, “Where is Qi Tian? Have him come to see me.”
Qi Tian, the First Divine Son of the Yin-Yang Sect!
He was not only the publicly acknowledged top genius of the sect but also Wuji Tianzun’s personal disciple.
Many even believed that one day Wuji Tianzun would pass the position of Sect Leader to Qi Tian.
For at less than a hundred years old, Qi Tian had already broken through to the half-saint realm, only half a step from true sainthood.
Such talent was rare across the entire cultivation world.
“Reporting to the Sect Leader, Divine Son Qi Tian is not at headquarters,” the Second Elder said.
“Where has he gone?” Wuji Tianzun asked.
The Second Elder answered, “A few days ago came news that movement had appeared at the Dragon Burial Nest. It is likely about to open. Divine Son Qi Tian has already headed there.” “Sect Leader, Divine Son Qi Tian is your disciple. You know better than I that he has been stuck at this realm for a full ten years. He needs only a trigger to break through to sainthood.”
“This trip to the Dragon Burial Nest is probably in search of that opportunity to become a saint.”
“I also received word that the three great holy lands and the Heaven-Mending Sect have all dispatched disciples there.”
Wuji Tianzun said with concern, “These years Qi Tian has remained on the mountain in devoted cultivation. Though his progress has been swift, this is his first time descending the mountain. He does not understand the dangers of the jianghu or the treachery of men’s hearts. I am somewhat worried for him.”
“The Sect Leader need not worry,” the Second Elder said. “Divine Son Qi Tian did not go alone. The Third Elder accompanies him.”
“Before leaving, Divine Son Qi Tian wished to bid farewell to the Sect Leader but feared disturbing your healing. So he asked me to convey that the Sect Leader should rest easy. He will be fine.”
“Moreover, among those heading to the Dragon Burial Nest this time, aside from our allies, the rest are merely low-cultivation loose cultivators. With Divine Son Qi Tian’s strength, he will encounter no trouble.”
Wuji Tianzun asked, “Any movement from the Azure Cloud Sword Sect?”
“None,” the Second Elder said. “The Azure Cloud Sword Sect has not sent anyone to the Dragon Burial Nest.”
“Oh?” Wuji Tianzun was surprised. “The Dragon Burial Nest lies at the border between our Yin-Yang Sect and the Azure Cloud Sword Sect. Why have they sent no one? Could there be some plot in this?”
The Second Elder ventured, “This subordinate guesses that the Azure Cloud Sword Sect wishes to avoid direct confrontation with our several factions.”
“Otherwise, after the provocations of recent times, the Azure Cloud Sword Sect would not have swallowed their anger.”
“By not sending anyone, they can avoid conflict with our factions.”
Wuji Tianzun nodded slightly, finding the Second Elder’s analysis reasonable.
“If there is any news regarding Qi Tian, inform me at once,” Wuji Tianzun said.
“Sect Leader, about Ye Changsheng…” The Second Elder immediately regretted it. Damn it, why mention Ye Changsheng? Was he courting disaster?
Sure enough, killing intent flared once more from Wuji Tianzun.
Wuji Tianzun said, “Ignore Ye Changsheng for now. Once this seat’s injuries have healed, I will deal with him personally. He will not be jumping around for much longer. You may leave!”
“Yes.” The Second Elder retreated swiftly, as though granted amnesty.
Once he was gone, Wuji Tianzun suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood.
“Pfft.”
After a moment, Wuji Tianzun wiped the blood from his lips and gnashed his teeth. “Two elders, two divine sons, all killed by you. Ye Changsheng, I will never let you go.”
With that, his figure vanished from the hall.
The next instant, he appeared at Mourning Soul Cliff and bellowed, “Where is Dragon Bodhisattva?”
Dragon Bodhisattva flew forth and said respectfully, “Master, this disciple is here…”
Crack!
Before Dragon Bodhisattva could finish, Wuji Tianzun tore him apart with one grasp.
“Ah…”
Dragon Bodhisattva cried out in pain.
“What are you yelling for? Compared to Ye Changsheng, you are a complete and utter waste.”
As soon as Dragon Bodhisattva’s body reformed, Wuji Tianzun tore it open again.
Wuji Tianzun ripped at Dragon Bodhisattva while cursing, “You have infuriated me to death.”
“Ye Changsheng, just you wait. Your arrogance will not last long.”
“Once I capture you, this seat will grind your bones to dust and scatter the ashes, ensuring you never reincarnate.”
At the same moment.
Millions of li away.
Elder Niu, carrying Ye Qiu and the Long-Browed Real Person, emerged from a rift in the void.
Ye Qiu swept his gaze around, and his expression changed.
“This is not Central Continent. Where are we?”
