A large tent in the center exploded with golden light shooting into the sky. The Martial Madman's faction didn't give any face at all. They destroyed the golden tent just like that and walked out in large strides.
He was tall, strong, and had long brown hair draped over his shoulders. His bronze-colored body was very sturdy, and his bare arm was engraved with a mountain and river diagram.
This person looked very young and had the eyes of a hawk. He didn't put the evolvers in the Harmony Prefecture camp in his eyes at all. He stood there with a cold gaze like a bolt of lightning streaking across the void.
"Cao De, come here!" He opened his mouth. His voice was deafening and sonorous like a bronze bell.
This was only after he noticed that a Heavenly Venerate was present. Hence, he restrained himself a little and didn't act too overbearing. Even so, his arrogant attitude and superior aura made others realize the strength of the Martial Madman's faction. He didn't even greet a Heavenly Venerate.
Many people in the Harmony Prefecture camp frowned, especially Heavenly Venerable Haoyuan who had returned with Number Nine. His eyes were cold. What did the Martial Madman's faction think of this place as?
This was the territory of his grandmaster, the overlord of Harmony Prefecture. No matter how strong the Martial Madman was, his Harmony Prefecture wouldn't lower its head to him.
The three overlords of the present era shouldn't be weaker than the Martial Madman!
At this time, Chu Feng didn't pay attention to him. He just quietly watched him act, waiting to see what the latter would do next.
Many people in the camp had ugly expressions, especially the old divine monarchs who were in charge of receiving the envoy not long ago. All of them were sullen and depressed.
The envoy from the north was only a deity level lifeform. The Harmony Prefecture Heavenly Venerables didn't personally meet him out of consideration for their status.
This made it difficult for some of the legendary figures. Although they were old powerhouses and top-notch divine monarchs, they still had to speak politely to a deity level evolver.
Moreover, this deity envoy didn't care about them at all. He was extremely arrogant and somewhat looked down on them. His attitude was rather cold and his words were blunt.
Two old divine monarchs wanted to grab him by the collar and ask him how strong and amazing he was that he dared to look down on divine monarchs like this?!
In fact, the Martial Madman's faction was indeed very strong. Something like the Divine Punishment Monarch had happened before, so they had always been confident!
"Where's Cao De? Didn't you hear me? Are you deaf?! "
Ling Yi's expression was cold, his eyes sharp. He had already shouted twice, but the other party actually didn't respond. Was he afraid and wanted to escape?
Next to the Nine-Headed Bird Race's old ancestor, a Divine King spoke up. His butt wasn't straight, wishing to completely take Cao De's life, berating him.
"Cao De, the envoy is asking you a question. Why aren't you coming over quickly? Don't you have any manners? Come and greet him!"
At this time, Divine King Scarlet Peak and the other Nine-Headed Birds who understood the inside story all wanted to curse out. They wanted to get rid of this clansman. Wasn't this just inviting disaster for no reason?
"Who are all of you? All of you are acting like big wolves. Are you addicted?" Chu Feng finally opened his mouth. He didn't want to continue listening to them scolding him like this.
"So it's you. You killed Li Chentian and still dare to disrespect the Martial Ancestor?" Ling Yi, the envoy from the Martial Madman's faction, said coldly.
He stared at Chu Feng with cold eyes. He already saw him as a dead man, but he couldn't kill him now. The Second Ancestor had ordered him to capture him alive.
But from the bottom of his heart, he was still somewhat astonished. He knew that Li Chentian cultivated the Seven Deaths Method and should have reached the fifth revolution. He was extremely powerful, but in the end, he was still defeated and killed.
"I'm Cao Yu!"
Chu Feng spoke, announcing his name.
It was actually this name? Ling Yi's pupils constricted. Was this intentional?
The one he knew was Cao De, so how did it become Cao Yu?
In an instant, his eyes turned cold. Was the other party intentionally humiliating the sect's Martial Ancestor?
That was because the Martial Madman's only defeat back then was at Li Xu's hands. After more than eight hundred rounds, he was beaten badly and had no choice but to escape.
After fighting with Li Xu for such a long time, he was still able to leave in the end. This was especially rare!
One had to know that back then, Li Xu even dared to lay a hand on the forbidden area. He lit a fire and quietly burned half of it. The strong were extremely daring and dared to do anything.
Of course, this was a great humiliation to the Martial Madman. He had never been defeated in his life and was one of the strongest legends among legends. He was very unconvinced.
He believed that he had lost to Li Xu's wondrous techniques. In fact, he was not afraid of Li Xu, so he sneaked around the famous mountains and great rivers in search of the lost arts of invincibility.
In the end, he really found them. For example, the complete Art of Time, which was known as one of the top three supreme arts in history!
This was not the initial stage of the Thousand Autumns Slayer that Li Chentian had displayed. It was unparalleled and profound.
Unfortunately, when the Martial Madman wanted to find Li Xu again, his opponent was already dead. He had disappeared from the world of the living, and there was no way for him to take revenge or fight again.
Over the years, apart from entering the famous mountains and great rivers in search of the most powerful arts in history, the Martial Madman had always been in seclusion. He became stronger and stronger, looking down on both the past and present.
In fact, Ling Yi knew that he had heard the almighty of the sect mention that when the Martial Madman Patriarch explored the most terrifying famous mountains and great rivers, he had once encountered a prehistoric legend who was in deep sleep.
In the end, the Martial Madman made his move. He fought with the supreme expert of an era and finally succeeded in killing him. His blood dyed the mountains and rivers, and he bathed in the baptism of the supreme blood. He roared crazily and shook off countless stars. The scene was too terrifying.
Unfortunately, the famous mountains and great rivers were regarded as forbidden lands. No one set foot there, and not many people in the outside world could sense it.
If this news were to spread, it would be enough to shake the past and present, adding another supreme legendary achievement to the Martial Madman's name.
Therefore, when Ling Yi heard Cao De call himself Li Xu, his pupils shrank. The other party was provoking him and deliberately targeting him. He wanted to use the Sky Burning Lamp to extract his soul.
"Get over here!" Ling Yi directly pointed with his finger and smiled coldly at Chu Feng.
Chu Feng didn't get angry because he knew this person would be very miserable. He was quite calm and said, "Come and have an audience with my Ninth Master."
"Who do you want to have an audience with?!" Ling Yi said coldly. It had always been people from other orthodoxies who came to their lineage to have an audience with the Martial Madman's successor.
He had never heard of anyone daring to make them have an audience. Now, his eyes were cold as he swept his gaze over everyone.
He didn't have much respect for the Celestial Venerables because he had a powerful sect behind him. Their aura could swallow the mountains and rivers, and they overlooked the rise and fall of the Yang Realm. They had never been afraid of anyone.
"You really invited someone. Is it your master?" Ling Yi looked at Number Nine and sized him up. He didn't feel the kind of aura that made his heart palpitate.
He didn't believe it. This was an ultimate creature that could swallow the sun and moon with its mouth and turn the world pitch-black with its eyes closed. He felt that any personal disciple of the Martial Ancestor would be able to command a region and massacre those so-called top-notch sects.
Such a creature and such an orthodoxy were nothing. They could only bow their heads in front of the Martial Madman's lineage.
Ling Yi looked at Number Nine and said indifferently, "You taught a good disciple. Do you know that he has caused a great disaster for your lineage? The misfortune of having your lineage destroyed will befall you."
At this moment, Old Six-Eared Macaque, Chi Feng, Li Jiuxiao, Qi Rong, and the others were speechless. They all shut up and didn't say a word. They just watched quietly.
If the Martial Madman came in person, he had the right to say anything.
Even if his personal disciple came into the world, he would have the confidence to command a region and look down on the heroes here.
However, he, an envoy, dared to speak to Number Nine like this. Even Celestial Venerable Qi Rong's face twitched. He felt that his courage was commendable.
Didn't he see that Celestial Venerable Silver Dragon was missing a leg? This was the price to pay in blood. They had personally experienced it.
However, they felt that this young God-rank evolver couldn't be blamed. Normally speaking, he did have the confidence to represent his sect. How many people would dare to disobey and eat him alive?!
"Cao De, kneel and receive the decree!"
Ling Yi proudly held a golden scroll in his hand. Before he opened it, it was already emitting an inexplicable Daoist charm and a terrifying aura.
At the same time, he also looked towards number nine, saying, "Not being strict in teaching is the teacher's laziness. Cao De provoked a great disaster, and you are also responsible. If your orthodoxy doesn't want to be massacred, I think it's better for your entire sect to head north and beg for forgiveness. Perhaps there might still be a chance."
At the crucial moment, he didn't scold Number Nine for kneeling down with him.
However, such words still made people speechless. Regardless of whether the orthodoxy of the number one famed mountain could provoke the Martial Madman, it was … normal for them to eat this junior envoy.
Huh?!
Ling Yi was suddenly shocked because he found that the skinny creature beside Cao De was actually eating something. It was bloody. That was … a leg!
Why did it look so familiar?
Ling Yi's pupils constricted and he suddenly lowered his head. Then, he immediately screamed. Where was the leg? Why was it missing a leg?!
He simply couldn't believe it. Where did this fierce person come from? He was actually eating his leg. His movements were too fast. Before he could react, the other party was already chewing on his leg. He didn't even have time to spit out the bones!
"Who are you? Which orthodoxy do you come from? How dare you go against the Martial Ancestor … I am the envoy from the north, and I represent the will of the Martial Madman!"
Ling Yi shouted. There was anger, shock, and even more so, endless fear in his voice.
"Martial Madman? It does sound familiar recently. Isn't that the crazy person who was beaten by Sanlong until his scalp bled? "
Number Nine spoke in a calm voice.
At this time, let alone Ling Yi, all the experts in the Harmony camp were dumbfounded and indescribably shaken.
Someone who dared to call Li Xu Sanlong must have a frighteningly high status. He must be an old monster from prehistory. At the same time, he actually dared to speak of the Martial Madman in such a manner. Was he crazy?
"Who are you?!" Ling Yi shouted.
Then, he fell to the ground and lay there, because his other leg had also disappeared. Blood dyed the cold and hard ground red.
"Ah …" he screamed, incomparably terrified.
Chu Feng said, "This is my Ninth Master. You can call him Ninth Patriarch. Yes, Li Xu is from this lineage, and my name is Cao Yu. You should understand, right?"
What do I understand? Ling Yi was in so much pain that his head was covered in cold sweat. He wanted to shout loudly, but after calming down a little and understanding the relationship, he suddenly felt his hair stand on end.
"Where are you from?!" he shouted in a trembling voice.
"Only now do you remember to ask?" Chu Feng curled his lips, but still told him. "Li Xu's sect is the number one mountain in the world. I think your lineage should be clear. We naturally came from there."
At this moment, Ling Yi's vision darkened. While he felt horrified, he also felt endless regret. How could he have met a monster from this lineage?
If there was a blemish on the Martial Madman's record, it was definitely caused by his battle with Li Xu. Even though Li Xu had reappeared and the Martial Madman was fearless, he had still suffered a great loss and was tricked by Li Xu once. This fact could not be changed.
At this moment, there was someone even more horrified than Ling Yi. His hair stood on end, and he had goosebumps all over his body. That person was the Nine-headed Bird Race's Patriarch.
His vision darkened, and he felt like the world was spinning. He finally understood why he had sensed something strange earlier. After all, his divine sense was very sharp and powerful. He had sensed something special for a moment, but in the end, his mind was in a trance and he had missed it.
Now it seemed that a supreme expert had caused his senses to go awry.
This made him tremble, and he felt that something terrible might happen to him.
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