(Fourth update!)
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As soon as Hu Yang appeared, the aura of a Grand Ultimate God swept out, causing waves of exclamations in the Sword Pavilion.
One had to know that the Wu Tan Secret Realm was only a secret realm of heaven and earth. The strongest person was the Wu Tan Master, who was only a Master of Laws.
Aside from the Wu Tan Master, the strongest people in the Wu Tan Secret Realm were the Immortal Saints. However, there were not many Immortal Saints in the Wu Tan Secret Realm. Any one of them was definitely a big shot. In the remote city of the Wu Tan Secret Realm, a Grand Ultimate God was already an extremely terrifying expert.
At the very least, the Governor of the city was still far from a Grand Ultimate God.
"Grand Ultimate God?" The golden-robed young man was also shocked, but when he thought of his teacher's strength, he immediately felt relieved.
"I didn't expect there to be a Grand Ultimate God in this small city." The cold old man narrowed his eyes and glanced at Hu Yang, but then he shook his head and said, "A mere Grand Ultimate God doesn't have the right to be presumptuous in front of me."
As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely powerful divine power aura swept up and swept through everything. Hu Yang's divine power aura was completely overshadowed and even defeated.
"Immortal Saint!" Hu Yang was shocked.
Many disciples in the Sword Pavilion were shocked, but they were also excited.
The Immortal Saint was almost a legendary existence to these young disciples in the Sword Pavilion. They did not expect to see one today.
"Haha, see? This is my new teacher, Saint Jue Yan." The golden-robed young man was very proud when he saw his teacher show his divine power.
"Teacher, this person is an Immortal Saint. I'm no match for him." Hu Yang stood in front of Jian Wushuang and said softly.
"Yes, I know." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly, but suddenly he frowned. "Is there trouble again?"
Sure enough —
In the void not far away, more than ten streams of light flew straight over. At first, they were just black dots, but in the blink of an eye, they had already appeared in the Sword Pavilion.
Moreover, these figures were much more ostentatious than when the gloomy old man and the golden-robed youth entered the Sword Pavilion.
Although the gloomy old man was an Immortal Saint and had barged into the Sword Pavilion without any notice, he only revealed his divine power after entering the Sword Pavilion.
But now, the dozen or so people who had arrived could be felt from afar, and the monstrous auras they were emitting could be felt from their bodies.
The divine auras were extremely tyrannical. To the people in the Sword Pavilion, they were simply like gods, causing them to tremble incomparably.
More than ten figures appeared in front of the Sword Pavilion.
"Undying Saints, they're all Undying Saints!"
This time, even the gloomy old man was shocked. He looked at the dozen or so people who had suddenly appeared in shock. "Not only that, their auras are very strong. They are much stronger than the strongest Immortal Saint I have ever seen. They have at least reached the sixth or even the seventh level!"
A sixth or seventh level True Saint was definitely a super overlord in the Wutan Secret Realm. He, a mere first level True Saint, could not compare to them at all.
In front of these dozen or so people, the gloomy old man, who had been extremely arrogant just now, immediately became obedient. He stood there with a look of awe and did not dare to say anything.
"Who among you is Hu Yang?"
The cold, god-like voice came from the purple-haired woman who was the leader of the dozen or so figures. The purple-haired woman's aura was also the strongest. Jian Wushuang could tell at a glance that she had reached the level of a top saint.
"Are you here to look for this little fellow?" Jian Wushuang glanced at Hu Yang in front of him and already had a guess in his heart.
Hu Yang had been carrying a blood feud since he was young. In the beginning, he had practiced swordsmanship in the Sword Pavilion. After he became stronger, he left without saying goodbye. In the blink of an eye, more than 30 years had passed. Now, he had chosen to return, and his expression was not as depressed as before. It was obvious that he had taken his revenge. However, although he had taken his revenge, he had probably caused a lot of trouble.
"Did he really find me?"
Hu Yang sighed softly with a trace of grief on his face.
"Hu Yang!"
The purple-haired woman looked down at Hu Yang condescendingly. "I'm the ninth elder of the Wu Tang Palace. You killed a core disciple of the Wu Tang Palace, which is a heinous crime. I'll take you back to receive punishment."
The purple-haired woman's voice shook the sky. Hearing her words, there was another commotion.
"It's the Wu Tang Palace, and the ninth elder personally took action?" The gloomy old man's voice trembled.
As for the golden-robed young man beside him, he was so scared that his body trembled.
The Wu Tang Palace was recognized as the strongest force in the Wu Tang Secret Realm. Its Palace Master was the 'God' who controlled the Wu Tang Secret Realm. Under the Palace Master were the elders.
Any one of the elders of the Wu Tang Palace was a top existence among the Immortal Saints. Their status was even more lofty. Any one of them was a super existence that could cause the entire Wu Tang Secret Realm to tremble with a stomp of their feet.
"This Hu Yang dared to kill a core disciple of the Wu Tang Palace and even caused the elders of the Wu Tang Palace to personally take action to capture him?" The gloomy old man exclaimed.
Hu Yang's face was as still as water. He looked up at the purple-haired woman and had no intention of resisting. "My Lord, I'm willing to go back with you. However, this matter has nothing to do with my teacher and the Sword Pavilion. I hope you won't implicate me."
"The Wu Tang Palace has always been clear about gratitude and grudges. Since you killed someone, we'll naturally only look for you." The purple-haired woman said coldly.
"Thank you." Hu Yang breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to leave with the purple-haired woman.
At this moment …
"Wait!"
A calm voice sounded from behind Hu Yang.
Hu Yang subconsciously turned his head and saw his teacher, Jian Wushuang.
"Teacher …" Hu Yang frowned.
Jian Wushuang just smiled faintly. "Everyone from the Wu Tang Palace, Hu Yang is my disciple. He made a mistake, and as his teacher, I can't just stand by and do nothing. How about this? I know the Palace Master of the Wu Tang Palace. I'll ask someone to inform him. Let's end this matter here."
Jian Wushuang said in a very casual manner.
But in the ears of the others present, they were all stunned.
Even the purple-haired woman and the others from the Wu Tang Palace were stunned.
He knew the Palace Master of the Wu Tang Palace?
He just asked someone to inform him and the matter was over?
What a joke!
Who was the Palace Master of the Wu Tang Palace? He was the god in the hearts of all the cultivators in the Wu Tang Secret Realm. He was the most powerful existence in this world. Even the top Immortal Saint had to kneel down and tremble in front of the Master of the Wu Tang Palace.
Who did this Sword Pavilion Master think he was? How could he ask the Master of the Wu Tang Palace to come forward with just a few words?
"How dare you trick me!" The purple-haired woman's gaze turned cold, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.
"I didn't. I've already sent a message. If nothing goes wrong, your Palace Master will look for you soon," Jian Wushuang said with a faint smile.
。 Third Sect Master.
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