"They have existed for hundreds of years. They have infiltrated the Hong Kong people's daily life, from the film industry to the financial industry, down to the minibuses, taxis, food markets … Everything!"
"The Hong Kong people are used to their existence. The media is used to it. Even the police are used to it! It's as if the existence of these evil forces is a matter of course! "
"But what you did told me that there is no evil force that cannot be defeated!"
"Justice may be late, but it will never be absent!"
"Until now, I finally understood that all these years, my father has never forgotten to avenge my mother! He has also been collecting relevant evidence! "
"From now on, I will be fearless and dare to declare war on the evil forces! Just like my father! "
"So, I want to thank you. I want to thank every ordinary person who dares to fight against the evil forces!"
At this point, she closed her legs and straightened her body in her police uniform. She raised her right hand to her eyebrows and gave Jiang Tian a standard police salute.
Her dainty face was filled with reverence, but her beautiful eyes were filled with sparkling and translucent tears.
"Mm, good luck!"
"Your father is a good police officer. Sometimes, you need a way to fight!"
Jiang Tian patted her shoulder, turned around, and walked towards the departure hall.
Xu Zixuan and Fang Minxia were reluctant to part with him.
Fang Minxia craned her neck and looked at Jiang Tian's disappearing figure at the ticket gate.
"He's gone!" Xu Zixuan sighed.
"Yeah, he's gone!" Fang Minxia nodded. Her eyes were filled with loneliness.
Little Witch Xu Zixuan pursed her lips and smiled bitterly. "Don't look anymore. He's gone. He won't come back no matter how much you look!"
"Sigh!"
Fang Minxia sighed, retracted her gaze, and looked at the sky outside the glass window.
She wondered if Jiang Tian's flight would pass by there.
"He is a dragon in the sky. We are not from the same world as him!"
Xu Zixuan sighed. "We only have a short interaction with him!"
"Yeah!"
Fang Minxia retracted her gaze and smiled.
"It's already good to have a short interaction with him! I think I'm very lucky! "
"Me too!"
Xu Zixuan held Fang Minxia's arm and walked out of the airport together.
…
When Jiang Tian set off for Russia.
On Mount Emei, the red sun was overflowing, and the clouds and mist were everywhere.
Early in the morning, many disciples were cultivating on the training field as usual.
Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar was heard.
Everyone raised their heads in astonishment, only to see a white chain that pierced through heaven and earth gushing out from a large hall, shooting straight into the sky.
Amidst the white mist, one could vaguely see that this person had a leopard head and round eyes. His face was ferocious and his eyes were like lightning.
He had a wide mouth that revealed his white teeth, a pair of small eyes that were like black beans, and a black beard that was like a sword or a steel brush.
Although this person wore a green Daoist robe, he did not have the temperament of a monk at all. Instead, he was ferocious and had a strong murderous aura, like a peerless general.
"This is …"
Song Shuang Yan, who was in the middle of cultivating with her sword in hand, was suddenly startled. She was so scared that her sword almost fell to the ground: "Sect Leader has come out of seclusion!"
Rumble!
The void trembled, and a person shot out on a sword, instantly crossing hundreds of meters of the void and landing on the training field.
"Greetings, Sect Master!"
Many elders, Hall Leaders, and disciples all kowtowed on the ground with respectful eyes.
Whoosh!
The Sect Leader of Mount Emei, Hao Taichong, opened his mouth and took a deep breath. The blood-colored sword suddenly shrank, fell into his mouth, and was swallowed by him.
"Using your body to nourish the sword!"
Seeing this scene, several elders who had reached the God Realm were even more shocked, and the reverence on their faces was even more obvious.
"Congratulations, Sect Leader, for successfully cultivating the 'Blood God Sword'. This time, you have stepped into the real Immortal Realm!"
Hao Taichong did not answer and did not care. He just glanced around and asked in a loud voice, "Who is Song Shuang Yan?"
"Disciple Song Shuang Yan greets Sect Leader!"
In the crowd, Song Shuang Yan, who was dressed in plain clothes and looked even more otherworldly, quickly stepped forward and bowed.
"I have seen the incomplete map of the Ruins of Immortality. It is real! From now on, you are my personal disciple! "Hao Taichong said decisively.
"Thank you, Master!"
Song Shuang Yan's eyes were filled with excitement. She quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, secretly hating in her heart.
Jiang Tian, oh Jiang Tian, Hao Taichong is already at the Immortal Realm. Killing you, is it not easy?
"Sect Leader, you came out of seclusion this time for …" An elder asked.
"It is time for the Sword Tomb, which is opened once every eleven years. Last time I was in seclusion and missed it. This time, no matter what, I have to go!"
Hao Taichong flung his sleeves and said disdainfully,
"By the way, I will kill Kang Tae-chu!"
As he spoke, two sword lights shot out from his eyes, as if they could cut the world.
Song Shuang Yan was surprised and quickly bowed, "Master, this time I am willing to go with you!"
"Yes!"
Hao Taichong said with an evil face,
"He killed my beloved disciple Bai Dicheng and my sister Hao Hongmei! This time, I will let him know the real power of Mount Emei Sword Sect! "
…
In Diancang.
Boom!
A loud noise came.
Many disciples saw it.
The Moyun Peak of Diancang's nineteen peaks was directly smashed by a mountain that fell from the sky.
"Is there an attack from the strong?"
"Who! Who is causing trouble! "
"Could it be a powerful spell master?"
Many disciples were shocked, holding their swords and waiting.
"No! It is not an attack from the strong! The Sect Leader has broken through! Half-step Human Immortal, Moving Mountain Realm! "
Elder Liang Zi Chen looked in the direction of the Moyun Peak with a face full of surprise.
Ta!
Everyone saw a figure wearing a white Taoist robe, stepping on a white cloud, crossing a distance of several kilometers and flying over.
When this person landed, it was a young man with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, shoulder-length hair, and a strong aura.
If he was not wearing a special Taoist robe with embroidered patterns and holding a Cloud Pattern Sword that only the Sect Leader could use, no one would know that this was the Sect Leader of Diancang, Zhou Zixuan.
"Rejuvenation, is this … the Immortality Realm?"
Liang Zi Chen was shocked and dumbfounded.
"Congratulations Sect Leader for breaking through to Half-step Human Immortal! Congratulations Sect Leader for having a deep cultivation and a long life! "
Liang Zi Chen led many elders and disciples to kneel on the ground, respectfully praying.
"Rise!"
Zhou Zixuan said with a gratified face.
"I have to thank Kang Tae-chu for giving me so much pressure, allowing me to advance bravely. Within a year, I have broken through the Moving Mountain, Opening Heaven, and Immortality Realms, and finally reached Half-step Human Immortal! I have truly stepped into the Human Immortal Realm! "
Liang Zi Chen heard this and hesitated.
"Zi Chen, you and the five elders will follow me down the mountain to the Sword Tomb in the extreme north …"
Zhou Zixuan said in a deep voice.
"Senior Brother, are we not going to avenge Haitao and the others' deaths?"
Liang Zi Chen frowned.
"No!"
Zhou Zixuan's eyes were filled with greed. He sneered and said, "This time, I will force Kang Tae-chu to tell me his cultivation technique! I heard that he might have come from the Ruins of Immortality! "
…
At Tian Shan.
Thousands of miles of snow were covered in ice.
Under the gaze of many disciples.
Crack!
A stone door that had been sealed in ice for decades suddenly cracked open. Then, the door opened with a loud bang, and an old man in a long robe walked out.
"This old man has been in seclusion for thirty years. Cough, cough, cough. I'm finally out! I'm afraid the world doesn't know me anymore! "
The old man leaned on a wilted plum cane and covered his mouth with his fist. He coughed repeatedly and a sickly flush appeared on his sallow face.
This old man was wearing an old sheepskin robe, like an old farmer in the Qing Dynasty.
His face was haggard and his aura was weak. His back was hunched and he looked old, as if he was about to die.
He only spoke one sentence.
However, within a radius of ten miles, billions of snowflakes suddenly stopped in the air as if they were frozen in the air by magic.
"I heard that a kid called Kang Tae-chu has risen in the mortal world! He might be a guest from the Ruins of Immortality and has a supreme cultivation technique! "
Li Jiuyou, the Sect Master of Tian Shan, laughed strangely. Then, he stepped into the air and flew down the mountain like a dragon.
"This time, when I come out of seclusion, I must obtain the hidden treasures of the Sword Catacomb. I will kill Kang Tae-chu! "
It was only after he had dashed out for five kilometers that the snowflakes in this area started to flutter and drift down.
"Congratulations, Master! I hope you can get the secret of the Sword Tomb and kill Kang Tae-chu!"
Behind him, a group of disciples knelt on the ground as if they were looking at a god.
…
Vancouver, Canada. The Headquarters of the Hong Sect International.
The Headquarters of the Hong Sect.
It was a 199-story modern building overlooking the Pacific Ocean. The blue glass wall shone brightly under the sunlight.
The entire building was solemn and dignified. It was like a blue sword that pierced the sky.
On the top floor, there was a super grand hall with an area of three thousand square meters. However, it was decorated in an antique style.
There were carved corridors and painted pavilions. There were small bridges over flowing water, rockery, and nine winding corridors. It was as if one had stepped into the Suzhou Gardens of the Qing Dynasty.
Meanwhile, the president of the Hong Sect and many other disciples of the Hong Sect bowed slightly to the coffin. Their faces were filled with anticipation as they looked at a crystal coffin.
Inside the coffin lay a young man wearing a Qing Dynasty scholar's outfit.
Although this person had jet-black hair and handsome features, there was not a trace of blood on his body. His skin was sparkling and translucent.
Time passed slowly.
The Sect Master of the Hong Sect frowned and heaved a sigh. "A hundred years ago, the Sect Master had stopped his lifespan and stopped his blood circulation. The Sect Master had predicted that the Sect Master would wake up soon, but now …"
"But for the past few months, the Sect Master showed no signs of waking up. Could it be that the Sect Master is truly dead?"
Just as the president was about to turn around and leave in disappointment, thinking that today was going to be the same as before …
Suddenly. Crack.
A crack appeared on the surface of the crystal coffin.
Red light flickered and multicolored light gushed out. A vigorous blood energy pervaded the air like clouds and mist.
"Is … Is the Sect Master going to wake up?"
The disciples of the Hong Sect looked at each other and saw the joy on each other's faces.
"Quiet! Don't disturb the Sect Master! "
The Sect Master of the Hong Sect glared at the disciples and his body trembled. No one knew if it was out of fear or excitement.
Boom!
A streak of blood-red light pierced through the roof like a blood-red sword. It had the power to destroy the heavens and earth as it shot towards the heavens.
Suddenly, the entire hall was swept away by a crimson tornado.
Rocks were sent flying, buildings collapsed, and glass windows shattered. Shards of glass fluttered in the air like butterflies.
Everyone was sent flying by a monstrous force and landed on the ground in a sorry state.
In the middle of the crimson red smoke.
Everyone watched as the figure slowly stood up from the fragments of the coffin. Like a god stepping on the eternal blue sky, he walked over step by step.
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