While Yin Qingxuan was having a long conversation with Ling Yun and his mother.
In the headquarters of the Devil Sect outside the Xuanhai Grotto-Heaven.
On one side of the huge platform in the middle of the ancient capital stood an inconspicuous palace.
It was inconspicuous because the palace was actually not large. It was about the size of three to five ordinary houses. Moreover, it was blocked by the huge platform on the side because it was not tall enough. If one did not look at it from the front, it would be difficult to see its full appearance.
But this palace was completely constructed from bronze, and there was a statue of a Fiendgod on each side of the door. They were tall and lifelike. Especially the eyes of the two Fiendgods, they were fierce, piercingly cold, intelligent, and oppressive, and they even surpassed the eyes of a living person.
The two Demon Gods did not look into the distance. Instead, they lowered their heads slightly and looked down at a certain place in the tunnel outside the palace door. They happened to meet at a distance of nine zhang away from the palace door. They stared at everyone who wanted to enter the palace, causing them to unconsciously feel a chill down their spine and tremble in fear.
Outside the palace, apart from the bluestone tunnel that led to the main door of the palace, there was a huge square on both sides of the road. There were no other buildings in the square.
Of course, apart from the huge statue made of white marble in the distance, there was no one who could see it.
The statue was fifteen zhang tall, far taller than the two Demon Gods at the entrance of the palace. He was slender and seemed to be wearing a snow-white linen robe. He faced the south and his back was to the north. He carried a long sword on his back and his hands were behind his back. He stood facing the south and his back was to the north. His sleeves fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were sometimes calm and sometimes determined. It was as if he was walking in the air, but also as if he would step into the air at any time.
The person who was carved was known to everyone in the Devil Sect. It was naturally the former Holy Master of the Devil Sect, Yin Jiuyou, who had left this place and disappeared for a thousand years!
As for this statue of Yin Jiuyou, after confirming that he had been missing for a hundred years, the First Elder of the Demonic Sect, who had once followed him, personally went out before Yin Jiuyou died. Not long after, he came back with a huge stone and finished it with a wave of his hand.
The bronze palace behind Yin Jiuyou was one of the most important buildings in the Devil Sect.
The Elders' Meeting Hall.
For thousands of years, almost all the major matters that decided the future of the Devil Sect were discussed here by the twelve elders and the Holy Virgin of the Devil Sect at that time.
Once the decision was made, there would be no changing it!
At this moment, the doors of the Elders' Meeting Hall were wide open. The First Elder of the Devil Sect, Wen Mo, was sitting on the chair on the left side of the hall. He was dressed in a white robe and sat there for a long time without moving. He only turned his head slightly, and his aged gaze passed through the main door of the hall and stared at the statue of Yin Jiuyou in the square in the distance. His expression was complicated, and his expression changed.
Sometimes, he worshipped and admired, sometimes, he wrung his wrists and lamented, sometimes, he was excited, and sometimes, he sighed dejectedly …
After sending Ling Yun and the other two to the forbidden area of the Devil's Doctrine last night, First Elder Wen Mo bade farewell to Yin Qingxuan and waited for the gate of the small world to close completely. Then, he directly came here and sat on the elder's chair that belonged to him. He barely moved or closed his eyes.
Suddenly, Wen Mo retracted his gaze and laughed at himself. Then, he shook his head and sighed, "Looks like I'm really old and useless …"
It had been two sixty years since Wen Mo took over the Golden Elder Flag and became an Elder of the Devil Sect.
Unfortunately, to date, his realm was stuck at the peak of the Heart Movement Realm. It had been sixty years and he couldn't take another step forward. No matter how hard he tried and tried all sorts of methods, he couldn't form a Golden Core and reach the Grand Dao.
After sighing, Wen Mo's eyes were filled with joy. He said excitedly, "However, I didn't expect Qingxuan to cultivate so quickly. She has already reached the peak of the Fusion Realm!"
"The cultivation of the new Saint Lord is even more …"
As for how it was, Wen Mo took a quick glance last night and couldn't tell at all.
However, with just a casual attack from Ling Yun last night, he managed to suppress the three strongest Elders of the Devil Sect. They couldn't even move if they wanted to …
To be able to do that, Wen Mo could roughly estimate what kind of strength Ling Yun had.
A true Golden Core Realm expert definitely couldn't run away, right?
"The new Saint Lord already has such strength at such a young age. What do I have to worry about for the future of the Saint Sect?"
Wen Mo was both happy and self-mocking. Then, his tensed up shoulders relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.
"Unfortunately, I didn't expect Qingxuan to be so decisive last night. She told me on the spot that she would leave the Saint Sect and have nothing to do with it …"
When Wen Mo thought about that, his expression naturally dimmed.
He agreed then and could only agree.
"After so many years, it has really been tough on that brat …"
The white-robed Elder Wen Mo sighed. This was what he truly felt.
After a short while, he raised his head once more and looked in the direction of the Devil Sect's forbidden area. He stared at it for a long time before he said with a heartfelt smile, "I'm sure Qingxuan's family should be having breakfast now, right? Who knows if that brat personally cooked … "
Wen Mo stared for a long time. His gaze seemed to have pierced through the door of the formation and he saw a warm scene of a loving mother and filial son.
However, when he thought about Yin Qingxuan personally cooking, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Greedy!
Thinking about it, Wen Mo hadn't eaten food personally cooked by Yin Qingxuan for a whole 19 years.
At this moment, Grand Elder Wen Mo was really hoping that the door to the small world would suddenly open and Yin Qingxuan's figure would fly out and descend in front of him. Her beautiful eyes spun while she smiled sweetly. Just like all those years ago, she would magically make a food box appear before him with a few exquisite dishes and a jug of aged wine. After that, she would slap his hand away in a coquettish manner before passing him a pair of chopsticks with a grin on her face …
He would use the chopsticks to pick up the food with his right hand and drink a mouthful of old wine with his left hand. Then, he would steal a glance at Qingxuan who was laughing at him for being greedy …
That feeling, not to mention a Gold Core, he wouldn't even exchange it with a Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Hehe … how is it possible now …"
As the old man thought about it, he suddenly smiled embarrassedly and lifted his sleeve to wipe his saliva. His expression was dejected.
Who could he blame? It was all his fault. He was too harsh on that brat. Even if she didn't bear a grudge against him, the old man couldn't help but slap himself every time he thought about it — of course, when others couldn't see it.
Even if it was for the future of the Glory Sect.
Even if it was to control the situation where the Glory Sect was on the verge of falling apart …
Just like last night!
Thinking about this, Great Elder Wen Mo's expression suddenly darkened. His slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and there was a clear divine light in them!
In the next moment, the old man sat upright and still. His aura rose steadily, and his face was filled with decisiveness to kill.
Swoosh swoosh!
Two figures flew into the hall from afar at the same time. They were the other two Great Elders who had accompanied him out to welcome Lingyun last night.
Grand Elder Kong Cui, who was dressed in a colorful robe, was dressed in a colorful robe.
The tall and mighty Great Elder, Yu Gu, who was dressed in a black robe.
"How is it?"
After the two of them stood still, Wen Mo raised his eyes to glance at them and asked in a low voice.
"Uncle Wen's calculations are flawless. As expected, when the Holy Master arrives, they will escape!"
Kong Cui grinned and habitually flicked his long hair. With an indifferent expression, he said, "I killed seventeen of them and captured thirty-five."
After that, he turned to ask Yu Gu, "What about you, Old Yu?"
"Killed forty and captured three!"
Yu Gu did not talk nonsense and directly reported a number.
Wen Mo: "…"
Too many. He had killed too many people.
However, since those people dared to jump out and wanted to betray the Devil Sect, they would die anyway. It was just a matter of killing them sooner or later. There was no need to show mercy.
Did they really think that the Devil Sect was a charity that they could come and go as they pleased?
Moreover, they didn't leave earlier or later. The new Holy Master had just arrived at the main altar and hadn't even come out to officially assume the position of the Holy Master, and all of you had already left?
Then where would I put my face as the Great Elder?
"Where are the captured people?" Wen Mo asked in a deep voice with an expressionless face.
"I was busy capturing people. After capturing them, I threw them back into the main altar's grand formation and left them there. I had my subordinates escort them all to Devil Prison. Are you okay? "
Kong Cui rolled his eyes and spoke casually.
"I sent them over myself. Anyway, there were only three of them. After I took care of them, they were all half dead."
Yu Gu scratched his head. He never liked to trouble others, and of course, he would never trouble himself.
"En. Both of you sit first. "
Great Elder Wen Mo nodded and gestured for the two of them to sit down and talk.
Kong Cui laughed heartily. His figure flashed and he sat opposite Wen Mo, on the elder's chair that belonged to him.
Although he said he was sitting, he was actually lying down. He sprawled out on his back and did as he pleased.
Yu Gu first cupped his fists at Wen Mo, indicating that he had completed his task. Then, he slowly turned around and sat beside Kong Cui, not smiling.
"Heh, Uncle Wen, we can't always be like this. At least the outside world calls us the Devil Sect, but I haven't fought for twenty years. My muscles and bones are all rusty. Suddenly working for half the night, my old arms and legs are almost falling apart …"
After Kong Cui sat down, he changed to a more comfortable position and complained.
Hearing that, Yu Gu first chuckled. Then, he turned around and glared at him, lecturing, "Shut up. You dare to say that you are old in front of Uncle Wen? Do you believe that I won't beat you up?"
Wen Mo only smiled indifferently. He didn't care about their bickering at all. He asked again, "What about the other elders?"
"Elder Deng and Elder Jiang should have captured quite a number of people, but they were obviously merciful and didn't kill many of them."
The one who answered was naturally Kong Cui. He paused for a moment before adding, "The other elders mainly suppressed and pacified the other people of the Holy Sect. They didn't chase after them."
Wen Mo nodded indifferently. Actually, he knew that due to the sudden appearance of the new Holy Master, Ling Yun, this internal strife in the Devil Sect was destined. He had already made arrangements, so he didn't think much of it.
Last night, there were mainly three types of people who had hardened their hearts to betray the Devil Sect.
The Black Fiend Devil Sect. The remnants of Sikong Tu. Knowing that Ling Yun had come, they definitely wanted to escape.
For so many years, they had been in close contact with Sikong Tu's side. They had even long since developed thoughts of rebelling against the Devil Sect's group of elders. They definitely wanted to escape.
The last one was naturally those who had led the uproar eighteen years ago when they were dealing with the case of Yin Qingxuan and Ling Xiao. They had forced the elders to kill Ling Xiao and exterminate the Ling Family. They had even wanted to use the Devil Sect's torture to execute Yin Qingxuan.
With the arrival of the new Holy Master, Ling Yun, these people knew that they would die without a doubt. How could they not escape?
Great Elder Wen Mo had tolerated these people for many years. Now was the time to carry out a great purge. This would save Ling Yun a lot of trouble.
Wen Mo smiled and asked, "How many people were captured last night?"
"At least three hundred." Kong Cui replied lazily. He didn't care at all. "However, how to deal with them is up to you, Uncle Wen."
"What do you mean by up to me?"
Wen Mo glared and said seriously, "Since the arrival of the new Holy Master last night, we have all been working for the Holy Master. All major matters will be decided by the Holy Master!"
"Great Elder is right!"
Hearing Wen Mo mention the new Holy Master, Kong Cui and Yu Gu didn't dare to tarry. They stood up at the same time and bowed.
Wen Mo also stood up with a smile and waved to the two of them. "Let's go. The two of you will follow me to see who the traitors are. We will classify them in advance so that the Holy Master doesn't have to deal with them when he comes out."
Who knew what Qingxuan would tell the new Holy Lord? Based on Wen Mo's understanding of Ling Yun's temper, if he came out of the forbidden land and saw the situation, he would just throw in the towel and leave. Who would he look for then?
Thus, another day and night passed.
Under Wen Mo's ruthless methods, the internal strife in the Devil Sect had long been quelled.
After this internal strife, the number of people in the Devil Sect decreased by almost twenty percent.
Another morning, at around five o 'clock, Wen Mo led the twelve elders in the Elders' Meeting Hall. They were discussing how to welcome the new Holy Master, how to arrange for Ling Yun to take the test, and how to officially become the new Holy Master.
Suddenly!
The protective array of the Devil Sect shook violently as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart!
Wen Mo also shook violently. At the same time, he released his Divine Telekinesis to investigate.
In the next moment, he was horrified!
In his divine will, next to the Devil Sect's headquarters, the forbidden grounds where Yin Qingxuan had been imprisoned for eighteen years and where he had sent Ling Yun and his son only two days ago …
The small world of the Mysterious Sea Grotto-Heaven was gone!
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