Sect Leader Zong Ze was sitting upright and still in the main hall. His white eyebrows and beard were white, and he was sweating profusely. His usually shocked face was now filled with nervousness.
An early-stage Gold Core cultivator should not show his emotions, but today, when Yuanjue Valley was in danger, he could not remain calm no matter what.
There were hundreds of cultivators from the seven sects in the grand hall, glaring at Zong Ze like a tiger watching its prey!
"Zong Ze! Hand over the All-Heaven Relic! My Mo Saint Sect found out that your sect's elder Hou Lian obtained this relic from the Founding Ancestor's Desolate Hill a few days ago! This is the heirloom of Wei Country. Don't tell me that your Yuanjue Valley is thinking of monopolizing it! "
An old man in a purple kasaya had silver hair and beard. He didn't look angry, but he was powerful. As he spoke, the aura of a peak Golden Core swept through the main hall!
Under its aura, Zong Ze complained incessantly and was powerless to resist its pressure.
The difference in strength between an early-stage Golden Core and a peak-stage Golden Core was like heaven and earth. The purple-robed man in front of him was one of the seven patriarchs of Wei Country's seven major sects. His name was Mo Xisheng, also known as Saint Mo! This move was extraordinary. An intermediate Gold Core cultivator couldn't even take a single palm strike …
After Mo Xisheng's words, the other six sects immediately started to question him.
"Zong Ze! Hand over the relic and my White Gate Pavilion won't cause trouble in your sect today! "said a white-robed youth. He had a head of white hair and a sinister tone. He was clearly an expert of the demonic path.
"The All-Heaven Relic is a supreme treasure. It's not something a second-rate sect like yours deserves!" The square-faced old monk, who was also an ancestor level figure, spoke with a sharp tone.
"Hand over the relic! Otherwise, Yuanjue Valley will be destroyed today! "
"Zong Ze, don't be so stubborn!"
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Threatening voices rose and fell in the hall, but Zong Ze could only sigh in response.
All-Heaven Relic … If Yuanjue Valley really had such an item, Zong Ze would definitely hand it over to the Seven Sects for peace. Currently, the Old Ancestors of the Seven Sects were not people that Zong Ze could afford to offend.
In Yuanjue Valley, including Zong Ze and Hou Lian, there were at least two Gold Core experts. Moreover, both of them were at the early stage. Even if they encountered a Gold Core Elder from a first-rate sect, they would not be a match for them. Not to mention that Mo Xisheng and the other old ancestors of the seven great sects were gathered in Yuanjue Valley. Any one of them had the strength to flatten Yuanjue Valley.
Hand it over! If there was a Sarira, he would definitely hand it over! But he didn't!
Indeed, the first person to discover the relic was a disciple of Yuanjue Valley! Indeed, Elder Hou Lian led a group of novice disciples to obtain the relic. But unexpectedly, it just so happened that the State of Wei was in chaos and demons were rising from all directions. Judging from the time, Hou Lian should have returned to the sect a long time ago.
Zong Ze was not stupid.
Since the Seven Great Sects had come to Yuanjue Valley to cause trouble, they must have received news that Hou Lian had obtained the relic.
As for Hou Lian, after obtaining the All-Heaven Relic, he had yet to return to his sect. He was either killed by the demons or had secretly escaped with the treasure. It was also possible that one of the old ancestors of the seven sects had obtained the relic, but they did not reveal anything and shifted the blame to Yuanjue Valley.
It was hard to say, hard to say. In the cultivation world, people's hearts were unpredictable. Who knew where the All-Heaven Relic was now?
There was no lack of divination experts among the seven great sects' ancestors. However, this All-Heaven Relic was able to conceal itself from the heavens, preventing them from divining its whereabouts.
If Hou Lian took the treasures and fled, then Zong Ze would definitely hate this traitor to the core for bringing disaster to the sect. The sect would be annihilated.
If Hou Lian died in the chaos caused by the monsters, then even if Zong Ze had a hundred mouths, there would be no way for him to explain what had happened today. If he couldn't produce the relic, then his sect would surely be destroyed. Perhaps the seven great sects would search Zong Ze's soul after his sect was destroyed. Perhaps they would search Zong Ze's soul and erase his memories. Only then would they confirm that Yuanjue Valley hadn't obtained the relic.
If one of the old ancestors of the Seven Great Sects obtained the relic and shifted the blame to Yuanjue Valley, then Yuanjue Valley would be annihilated without a doubt. Only death could cut off all traces of the relic …
"Sigh … what kind of sins have I, Zong Ze, accumulated to actually be forced into a corner by the Seven Great Sects …"
Zong Ze closed his eyes in disappointment and his expression eventually became calm.
Forget it, forget it. No matter where the relic went, I won't be able to escape death today.
"Zong Ze, are you going to hand over the All-Heaven Relic or not?!" Mo Xisheng questioned for the last time.
"I didn't take the relic … I swear on my Heart Devil!" Zong Ze said bitterly.
"Hmph! Stubborn! Since that's the case, fellow Daoists don't need to show any mercy. Even if we have to flatten Yuanjue Valley today, we must find the relic! "
As soon as Mo Xisheng's words fell, the expressions of the Seven Great Old Ancestors turned cold and murderous.
Regardless of whether they were righteous or evil, none of them would be merciful when it came to the heirloom of the nation like the All-Heaven Relic!
The young novice monks of Yuanjue Valley trembled slightly under the murderous aura of hundreds of cultivators from the Seven Great Sects.
There were even countless disciples who knelt down and begged the Sect Master not to bring harm to the sect just for a relic.
As soon as the murderous intent was released, a few young novice monks were immediately sacrificed.
Zong Ze's eyes revealed a trace of hatred. He opened his eyes and roared.
"Mo Xisheng! I've said that I didn't take the relic! Even if I did, this matter has nothing to do with the disciples of my sect. How dare you! "
"Good! Good! A mere Early Gold Core cultivator dares to shout at me?! You must die! Not a single disciple of your sect shall live! "
Mo Xisheng sneered as his murderous intent was released. Waves of golden light appeared around his body as Sanskrit chants continued. His palm seemed to have turned into a pure gold color as he slammed it towards Zong Ze through the air without the slightest bit of magical power!
However, the Sanskrit chants suddenly turned into golden wheels that rotated continuously above the main hall and condensed into a huge pure gold palm that was at least a hundred feet in size. Even the fingerprints were golden as it overturned the roof of the main hall and pressed down towards Zong Ze!
Nascent Realm Lower Grade Body Tempering Technique, Golden Wheel Palm!
Every time the golden wheel rotated, the strength of the palm would increase by more than ten percent!
This palm was truly Mo Xisheng's sure-kill attack. He was a Zen cultivator who had refined his body all his life and was already at the Silver Light Ninth Realm, not far from the Silver Bone Realm!
He could even take two to three moves from an ordinary Nascent Soul Realm cultivator!
The power of this palm made the other six Old Ancestors silent out of fear. Even if the other six Old Ancestors were all Peak Gold Core Realm cultivators, none of them could take on this palm without getting injured!
As for Zong Ze who was locked on by the palm energy, the immortal veins in his body were on the verge of breaking and his Gold Core was on the verge of shattering!
If he couldn't take it, he could only die!
But he couldn't accept it, couldn't accept it! He was unwilling to be bullied and humiliated because of his low cultivation base!
"Mo Xisheng! I'll remember this! I'll remember this! "
"Remember? Unfortunately, you won't be able to remember anything when I search your soul and memory. Even if you do remember, what can you do to me? With your Early Gold Core Realm cultivation base, you won't be my opponent even if you cultivate for another five hundred years! Die! "
Mo Xisheng laughed as he suppressed Zong Ze with his palm energy!
Zong Ze was bathed in blood and his jade throne was shattered. He was like a bloody man pressed to the ground by the palm energy.
Dead, I'm going to die …
However, at this moment, an aura that was several times stronger than Mo Xisheng's reverberated in Yuanjue Valley!
The air in the entire main hall was suddenly frozen by an icy force!
Along with the sound of ice shattering, the Golden Wheel Palm that even Nascent Soul Realm cultivators had to spend some effort to withstand was actually shattered. Amidst the sound of shattering ice, the golden wheel shattered, and the palm energy dissipated into golden light!
However, the power of the fist didn't diminish and the ice kept shattering. Amidst a series of shattering sounds, the cultivators of the Seven Sects were affected by the fist energy. The Harmonious Spirit Realm cultivators exploded into blood mist almost immediately.
Dozens of Gold Core Realm cultivators from the Seven Sects were heavily injured even though each of them had extraordinary body refinement!
Even the Old Ancestors of the Seven Sects were in an extremely sorry state. Mo Xisheng, whose palm energy was broken, spurted out a mouthful of golden blood. For the first time in his life, his eyes weren't filled with arrogance, but fear!
He raised his head abruptly and saw a white-robed, black-cloaked, indifferent young man holding Hou Lian in one hand and the icy force in the other.
Just a gaze from him made Mo Xisheng feel a stabbing pain, as if his sea of consciousness was about to shatter! He stuttered and couldn't utter a complete sentence!
"This, this … Who is this!"
"I'm Old Ancestor Yuanjue … Now, I need an explanation!" Ning Fan's voice was cold. Under his voice, all the cultivators of the Seven Sects who were extremely arrogant earlier lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at his eyes.
This person actually said that he was Old Ancestor Yuanjue Valley?! Was there such an expert in Yuanjue Valley?!
What was this person's cultivation base?!
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