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Chapter 264

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Dong Mingzi turned around and saw Mo Wuji. He recognised Mo Wuji. Not only did he recognise him, Mo Wuji had left a deep impression on him. Back when he saw Mo Wuji at the Immortal Training Tower, he could feel the killing intent in Mo Wuji's eyes.

If not for Cen Shuyin, he would have found a place to kill Mo Wuji. He didn't expect this fella to dare to come to this place and even speak so rudely.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard the announcer announce loudly, "Tian Ji Sect Sect Head Mo Wuji, Left Defender Xing Huang and Elder Jing Feilan enter the venue."

Tian Ji Sect Head? Wasn't this fella an outer disciple of the Heaven Seeking Palace who hugged Cen Shuyin's leg? How did he become the Tian Ji Sect Head?

Before Dong Mingzi could make sense of Mo Wuji's situation, he thought of another name, Jing Feilan.

He lifted his head and immediately saw Jing Feilan with a veil covering her face. His eyes twitched slightly, it was indeed this woman. No matter what, he couldn't let her go.

He didn't immediately find trouble with Jing Feilan because he was worried that Jing Feilan would go crazy and reveal the matter of the Supreme Sword City's spiritual roots transfer.

"Keke, a mere outer disciple could actually rely on trickery to become a trashy sect head of a Xuan sect." Dong Mingzi's lips curled into a trace of disdain. A Xuan sect, his Supreme Sword City could destroy with a wave of his hand.

"The convention is about to begin. No matter who it is, no one is allowed to stay here. Hurry back to your seats." Great Evolution Sect Head Jiang Xiushan saw that there was no end to this and snorted.

Even though he was unhappy with Supreme Sword City's Dong Mingzi, it was indeed a little too arrogant for a Xuan sect like Tian Ji Sect to sit in the first row.

Without waiting for Dong Mingzi to speak, Mo Wuji suddenly walked to the centre of the round altar plaza and said loudly, "Today, I want to expose the most tragic and inhumane matter in the cultivation world for everyone to hear …"

"You're courting death …" Dong Mingzi heard Mo Wuji's first sentence and knew that things were not good. If Mo Wuji were to reveal the secret of the Supreme Sword City's Dong clan, then the Supreme Sword City's Dong clan would no longer have a place to live.

After saying that Mo Wuji was courting death, his entire body flew up and pounced towards Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji laughed coldly in his heart. Dong Mingzi's cultivation level was indeed higher than his, but no matter how high it was, it was only at the Yuan Dan Stage. A Primal Core cultivator dared to be so arrogant, swooping down on him like an eagle swooping down on a chick. He was not the one seeking death, but this Dong fellow.

"Boom!" Mo Wuji didn't wait for Dong Mingzi to make a move as he directly punched out.

After Dong Mingzi found out that Mo Wuji was an outer disciple, and that his spirituality was not obvious, he did not even put Mo Wuji in his eyes. He did not even care about Mo Wuji's punch, but clawed at Mo Wuji's head in a frenzy. Even if he had to endure this punch, he had to kill Mo Wuji first.

Boom! A bolt of lightning exploded on Dong Mingzi's chest. Before Dong Mingzi's five claws could reach Mo Wuji's head, he was sent flying by this bolt of lightning. If not for a seated expert who raised his hand to stop him, he would have flown off the round altar.

There was a bloody hole in his chest, where his organs could be seen. However, this punch did not kill him. He raised his hand to grab a few pills and swallowed them; he no longer had the strength to attack. At this moment, any one of them could easily kill him. He really could not understand why he couldn't even block a single move from Mo Wuji.

"You're courting death …" An angry voice could be heard. Following which, a violent surge of elemental energy swept towards Mo Wuji. This was at least an expert in the Nihility God Stage.

Jiang Xiushan's face turned ashen. He raised his hand and grabbed the Nihility God Stage expert, and casually threw him into the middle of the round altar.

After punching a Nihility God Stage cultivator, he said coldly, "Could it be that my Hundred Sect Alliance needs to listen to your faces when we hold a meeting?"

After being thrown onto the round altar like a piece of trash by Jiang Xiushan, this Nihility God Stage expert spat out a mouthful of blood. He then stood up shakily and said hoarsely, "Sect Head Jiang, why didn't you do anything when my son was heavily injured?"

Mo Wuji finally understood that this fella was Dong Mingzi's father, and from the looks of it, he was also Dong Lun's father. It should be the Supreme Sword City's first castellan, One Sword Falling Flowers, Dong Luohua.

Unfortunately, this Dong Luohua's great reputation was also casually grabbed and thrown onto the ground like a little chick. He almost fell to his death. If news of this got out, his reputation would be tarnished, and he would no longer have the rights to call himself One Sword Falling Flowers.

From the start till now, Xing Huang did not make a move. As long as Mo Wuji's life was not in danger, he would not make a move.

Jiang Xiushan did not even bother about Dong Luohua. Instead, he stared coldly at Mo Wuji and said, "Are you going to commit suicide yourself, or do you want me to do it?"

Mo Wuji swept a glance at Jiang Xiushan and said calmly, "Sect Head Jiang, could it be that the Heaven Seeking Palace has no right to speak here? Everything is decided by you alone? "

A black aura flashed across Jiang Xiushan's eyes, and he forcefully suppressed his anger before clasping his fists towards Feng Zhenqiu and said, "Brother Feng, how do you suggest we deal with this?"

Feng Zhenqiu's gaze landed on Mo Wuji, and after some time, he said, "You're called Mo Wuji, the 50th place in the Five Elements Pill Competition? You even entered the Five Elements Desolate Domain, and because you gained Linglong's favour, you entered the Heaven Seeking Palace as an outer disciple? "

Mo Wuji was much more polite to Feng Zhenqiu than Jiang Xiushan, and after Feng Zhenqiu finished speaking, he clasped his fists and said, "Dean Feng is right, I was indeed an outer disciple of the Heaven Seeking Palace, but I have already withdrawn from the Heaven Seeking Palace's outer sect mountain. Now, I am the Tian Ji Sect's sect head, Mo Wuji, and I have nothing to do with the Heaven Seeking Palace. "

Feng Zhenqiu nodded his head, "Just now, you said that you wanted to expose the most tragic and inhumane matter in the cultivation world, what is it?"

Dong Luohua had already stood up, and he wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth as he said sternly, "Dean Feng, is this how you treat my Supreme Sword City? The two of us were fighting, and you guys attacked me, but you didn't touch a single hair on Mo Wuji's head. "

It wasn't that he wanted to court death, but he was also afraid that Mo Wuji would expose the matter of the Dong Clan transferring spiritual roots.

Jiang Xiushan was unable to stop Feng Zhenqiu from questioning Mo Wuji, and now that Dong Luohua had taken the initiative to ask for a scolding, he immediately scolded, "Just now, Mo Wuji spoke without permission on the round altar, so naturally, there would be people who would deal with him. Dong Mingzi actually dared to make a move here, and even if he wasn't injured, I would still have injured him. Could it be that your Supreme Sword City has something bad to say that you can't let others talk about? "

"I'm just afraid that he would spout nonsense, and even if what he said was false, it would still damage my Supreme Sword City's reputation. I believe that everyone can understand the matter of public opinion being able to melt gold. " Dong Mingzi struggled to hold onto a seat and stood up. His voice was still very weak.

Mo Wuji said sarcastically, "I haven't even said what it is, and you already know that it's your Supreme Sword City? Has your Supreme Sword City done too many atrocious things, and now you're feeling guilty? "

Dong Mingzi was stunned, and instantly knew that things weren't good. Just now, he indeed knew what Mo Wuji was going to say, but the others didn't. Because the others didn't know, his explanation just now had become a cover up.

Mo Wuji ignored him, and clasped his fists once again, "Fellow dao friends, this Dong Clan scum is right, because the bastard I'm talking about is the Supreme Sword City's Dong Clan. The Supreme Sword City's Dong Clan collects cultivators with peak grade spiritual roots from all over the Lost Continent, and then secretly brings them back to the Supreme Sword City to transfer their spiritual roots. I believe that everyone should now know why the disciples of the Supreme Sword City's Dong Clan have so many peak grade spiritual roots … "

Waves of commotion could be heard, because Mo Wuji's words were simply too shocking. If there was such a clan, they would be hated by everyone, and would be hated by everyone. This was simply atrocious, transferring spiritual roots, and to the cultivators who were transferred away, it was simply an inhumane torture.

Jiang Xiushan and Feng Zhenqiu's faces were extremely gloomy, no wonder there were so few genius cultivators with peak grade spiritual roots in the Lost Continent, and some of them even came from big clans. So most of the geniuses with peak grade spiritual roots had already been plundered by the Supreme Sword City. No wonder both of Dong Luohua's sons had peak grade spiritual roots, one must know that it was already an incredible thing for a clan to have one peak grade spiritual root, not to mention that both of his sons had peak grade spiritual roots, and he himself also had peak grade spiritual roots.

If there were so many peak grade spiritual roots in the world, they wouldn't be so precious.

Dong Luohua and Dong Mingzi's faces were pale, and their hearts felt like they had fallen into an ice cave. Now that things had come to this, it was no longer something that their Supreme Sword City's Dong Clan could control.

"You're lying …" Dong Luohua pointed at Mo Wuji with a trembling finger and shouted.

"Whether I'm lying or not, you know very well in your heart. Today, it's not just me, your Supreme Sword City's third vice castellan, Jing Feilan, is also here. She will tell everyone the truth in more detail, "Mo Wuji's tone was clear and calm.

The reason why he chose to expose the Supreme Sword City here, and not choose to secretly destroy the Supreme Sword City, was because he met Jing Feilan.

The people of the Supreme Sword City's Dong Clan were all over the Lost Continent, and he definitely wouldn't have the chance to wipe them all out like he did with the Lei Clan. Instead of going to the Supreme Sword City to kill a few disciples of the Dong Clan, he might as well take drastic measures here, and completely destroy the Dong Clan. Now that he had made use of this meeting to turn the Dong Clan into a street rat, an existence that everyone wanted to kill, he believed that very soon, the Dong Clan would be completely wiped out in the Lost Continent.

Jing Feilan said sternly, "Dong Luohua, I only found out about your Dong Clan's inhumane spirit transfer process, and was tortured by your Dong Clan in every possible way. If I didn't escape, I would have turned into ashes by now. Your Dong Clan is inhumane, and even wanted to capture my disciple and extract his spiritual roots. Just based on your Dong Clan's inhumane actions, it would be hard for you to have any higher achievements. "

With that, Jing Feilan turned to the crowd of cultivators on the plaza and said, "Do you know how many innocent people with supreme grade spiritual roots were killed by the Dong Clan to produce a supreme grade spiritual root? They spent tens of years, almost searching the entire Lost Continent, and found hundreds of people with supreme grade spiritual roots. These people all died in the process of the Dong Clan's failed spirit transfer, and I saw such a tragic scene in the Dong Clan's spirit transfer room. I swear, only an inhumane beast would do such a thing … "

Jing Feilan's tone was sorrowful, and every word she said was filled with tears of blood. Everyone who heard her felt as though they were at the scene.

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