The Eight Extreme Palace was located in the famous Western Ancient Forest. It was located in the depths of the forest, where immortal mist lingered in the air. Between the mountains, there were auspicious clouds. This was the ancestral ground of the Eight Extreme Palace. For many people, the Eight Extreme Palace was a power that they yearned to join. Not only was it powerful, it also had the backing of the Heavenly Court. If one could join the Eight Extreme Palace, their life would be completely different.
Every year, many people would come to the Eight Extreme Palace in order to join. However, these people were destined to return empty-handed. Joining the Eight Extreme Palace was an extremely difficult matter. The Eight Extreme Palace rarely recruited disciples from the outside. First, the disciples were chosen from the descendants of the sect. Second, the sect had people who were responsible for searching for geniuses. These people would roam all over the place in order to find geniuses with exceptional talents and bring them to the Eight Extreme Palace.
Of course, this didn't mean that Eight Extreme Palace didn't recruit external disciples. In fact, they would occasionally hold recruitment ceremonies. However, the last time they recruited external cultivators was more than 700 years ago. When Lin Feng's group arrived, they saw many people kneeling outside the sect. These were all cultivators who wanted to join Eight Extreme Palace.
However, no one cared about them. A great sect like Eight Extreme Palace naturally wouldn't recruit them just because they were kneeling on the ground. The greater the sect, the more ruthless they would be.
"Soon, this place will turn into ruins."
Leng Zixi giggled, revealing a devilish grin on her face.
Lin Feng's group directly flew towards Eight Extreme Palace. A patrolling disciple flew over and coldly shouted, "Impudent! You think Eight Extreme Palace is a place for people like you to casually barge in? Scram right now or we'll kill you all! "
As soon as the cultivator's voice faded, Wang Yunshan had already made his move. He sent a palm strike towards those people. An incomparably huge energy palm print condensed in the void. The energy palm print instantly killed more than ten patrolling disciples.
"Heavens! Someone killed a patrolling disciple of Eight Extreme Palace. Why are these people causing trouble in the sect's ancestral ground? Are they out of their minds?"
Naturally, the situation here couldn't be hidden from the many cultivators kneeling outside who wanted to join the Eight Level Palace. Immediately, some of them exclaimed in disbelief. Due to the Heavenly Court's support, the Eight Level Palace had even suppressed the Western Heaven Immortal Sect's momentum. Therefore, who would dare to provoke a colossus like the Eight Level Palace?
Especially since this was the sect's ancestral ground, the sect's foundation was located here.
However, even under such circumstances, those people still came here to cause trouble. It was no wonder that the surrounding cultivators were so shocked and moved.
"Wu Wu Wu …"
There were more than ten patrolling disciples. Instead, they were divided into several groups. When the other patrolling groups saw the situation here, they immediately blew their horns. Next, the Eight Extreme Palace's grand formation was activated. Lin Feng's group was instantly enveloped by the grand formation.
A large number of cultivators from Ba Ji Palace flew over quickly. Their leader was a skinny old man with sunken eyes and a withered body. He looked like a ferocious ghost that had crawled out from hell. The old man was the Vice Palace Lord of Ba Ji Palace. His nickname was Mysterious Yin Ghost Elder. He was an expert who cultivated both evil and devil cultivation. His evil and devil cultivation were extremely powerful. Although he was only at the Quasi True Immortal Realm, many True Immortal Realm experts might not be his match. As for the Palace Lord of Ba Ji Palace, he was the father of Young Master Ming Yue. He was currently in the Hidden Gate of Life and Death, so he didn't appear.
"Yun Tianyou, Qi Zishu, Wang Yunshan. It's actually you. Are you here to court death?"
After seeing Yun Tianyou's group, Ghost Elder Profound Yin's face suddenly revealed a dense killing intent. He didn't know Lin Feng and Leng Zixi. Both of them were extremely young so he naturally didn't put them in his eyes. In his opinion, Lin Feng and Leng Zixi were just nobodies. Those who knew Lin Feng were basically all killed by Lin Feng's group in Minor Western Paradise City. Young Master Mingyue also knew Lin Feng, but he wasn't in Eight Extreme Palace right now.
The Three Ancestors of Eight Extreme Palace also knew Lin Feng, but they were currently in seclusion. Thus, no one in Eight Extreme Palace could recognize Lin Feng. The experts stationed in Minor Western Paradise City had been killed. The people in Eight Extreme Palace's ancestral land didn't know about it for the time being as the news had yet to reach them. However, the higher-ups of Eight Extreme Palace already knew about Situ Mingkun's death.
Someone like Situ Mingkun had a Yuan Soul Lamp in Eight Extreme Palace. Ordinary cultivators weren't qualified to set up a Yuan Soul Lamp. Thus, the higher-ups of Eight Extreme Palace could only determine Situ Mingkun's death based on the Yuan Soul Lamp. They had no way of knowing about the deaths of others. Thus, the higher-ups of Eight Extreme Palace were furious. They had already sent people to investigate how Situ Mingkun died.
Wang Yunshan said. "Ghost Elder Profound Yin, you are just a Quasi-True Immortal. You dare act so presumptuously in front of us? You really don't know the meaning of death. Who do you think you are? Do you really think you're a great character? "
Ghost Elder Profound Yin said coldly. "Wang Yunshan, you people of ancient times should be cut into pieces. This seat knows that you people are strong, but this is Eight Extreme Palace's ancestral land. With the foundation here, we can easily kill you all!"
"You're even better at bragging than Situ Mingkun!" Leng Zixi said sarcastically.
"You killed Situ Mingkun?" Ghost Elder Profound Yin's expression became extremely unsightly.
Lin Feng smiled and said, "To be precise, it has nothing to do with Brother Yun, Brother Qi, or Brother Wang. It was me and this fairy beside me who killed him. Not only did we kill Situ Mingkun, but we also killed all the experts stationed in Minor Western Paradise City!"
"What?"
The Spectral Elder's expression changed abruptly when he heard this. Next, boundless killing intent emerged from his heart. It had always been his Eight Level Palace that annihilated the other powers. When had his Eight Level Palace ever suffered such a huge loss?
For the upper echelons of the Baji Palace, this was something they absolutely could not accept.
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