In the dead of night, the Kunlun Mountains, shrouded in darkness, looked like a giant who had fallen asleep. The Kunlun Party's curfew had been passed down for many years, and it hadn't changed to this day. In the pitch-black night, most places were shrouded in darkness.
Except for the Kunlun Party's Sect Leader, a certain corner of the Zhengyang Hall where the Sect Leader of the Kunlun Party resided.
The current Kunlun Party's acting Sect Leader, the Thousand Lantern Sect Leader, was still awake. He was sitting in front of a desk with a lit candle on it. The candle was covered with a delicately crafted lampshade, allowing the dim candlelight to illuminate the area around him. It also illuminated his solemn and indifferent expression.
The Kunlun Party had been established for thousands of years. Naturally, it had already seen countless worldly affairs in the world. Occasionally, an accident happened to the Sect Leader, and the sect would nominate a temporary Sect Leader to take over the position. But of the people sitting in this position, he was probably the only one who hadn't removed the word "Acting" from his title for so long.
Under the candlelight, there was nothing on the smooth and flat table. There was only a letter placed in front of the Thousand Lantern Sect Leader.
The Thousand Lantern Sect Leader's gaze fell on the letter. There were a few lines of words on it, heavy and powerful, with an extraordinary bearing. The meaning between the lines was also very simple. In the next few days, the strength of the patrolling guards on Kunlun Mountains should be relaxed.
There wasn't even a signature at the end of the letter, and the words between the lines were all direct narration without any honorifics. Although he didn't scold or hurl insults, his words were straightforward, and there was a faint condescending and superior tone that seemed to be on the verge of bursting out.
The Thousand Lantern Sect Leader looked at the letter expressionlessly. He read the words on the letter word by word. He didn't know how many times he had read it, but his face was gloomy.
Suddenly, he stood up, turned around, and walked towards the door. In the middle of this, his wide sleeve brushed across the table. When it slid down the table, the letter on the table had already disappeared.
Pushing the door open, the Thousand Lantern Sect Leader walked into the darkness. In the deep night, there was only darkness around him. There wasn't a shadow of a person. Even he himself looked like a ghostly shadow walking in the night, moving forward alone.
The cold night wind blew past. He passed through the corridors and walked along the stone path, walking further and further into the night. He did not meet anyone along the way, because he had secretly arranged for the night patrol guards to be sent away.
People's moods change, don't they?
Thinking back to when he first ascended to the throne, he was full of ambition and looked down on everyone. He felt that his achievements were so brilliant, that his hundred years of forbearance were not in vain. Once he grasped great power in one day, he would be filled with great ambition and ambition. He would definitely make a peerless achievement, make the people of the world look at him, make tens of thousands of people respect him, and make the majestic Kunlun's successive generations of founding masters sigh with admiration and pride.
Only in this way could he live his life in vain!
Only in this way would he be worthy of his abilities, and he wouldn't have wasted so many years of suffering!
A cold night breeze blew over, brushing past his cheeks. The chill was like a knife. Qian Deng Zhenren's footsteps slowed down. He looked at the sky, the corner of his eyes slightly twitching, but there was grief and indignation in his eyes.
But who would have thought that things would turn out like this? His ambition was empty, his ambition was empty, and he carried the title of Sect Leader Spiritual Master in vain. But how many disciples and how many forces in the sect could not work together until today? Each one of them secretly colluded, each one of them paid lip service, and each one of them opposed in secret. Even the two words' Acting Sect Leader Spiritual Master 'in front of his head, in a flash of many years, unexpectedly no one proposed to remove it!
Why was this?
That year when he first ascended to the throne, he sat upright on the high platform, majestic and solemn. Every day when he walked through the sect, the disciples who saw him would respectfully salute him, calling him Sect Leader Spiritual Master. How comfortable and happy was that? Even if he carried a solemn expression on his face, his heart was truly happy.
But now? So many years had passed, but the two words' Acting 'still existed in his title, and his mood had also changed drastically. The disciples who met him in the past were still respectful when they saw him, and even the way they addressed him didn't change. But in his heart, there was no longer the slightest bit of happiness.
Qian Deng Zhenren couldn't help but secretly think in his heart, these people … these seemingly respectful disciples, every time they saw him and addressed him respectfully, were they laughing in their hearts? Were they secretly ridiculing him, the Acting Sect Leader Spiritual Master who had held the position for the longest time in history?
Every day, every day, Qian Deng Zhenren felt that his days were beginning to become torment, because he constantly discovered that everyone, everyone under the heavens, didn't respect him very much.
In everyone's hearts, the Kunlun Party still had a real emperor, and that was the true existence that everyone revered.
That person was like a sun, burning fiercely, radiating boundless light, suppressing all other radiance, so that everyone could only see him.
Even the Sect Leader Spiritual Master, who was supposed to be the highest leader of the Kunlun Party, was overshadowed in front of him.
This matter shouldn't have been like this!
Qian Deng Zhenren stopped in his tracks. In this boundless night, he passed through the curtain of night and finally arrived at the foot of a dark mountain. There was a tightly shut cave abode there, and the entrance was overgrown with weeds, as if it had long been abandoned.
Qian Deng Zhenren quietly stood at the entrance of the cave abode, a trace of hesitation and doubt in his eyes. But when he clenched his hands in his wide sleeves, he touched another light object.
It was like a letter that was as light as a feather.
But for Qian Deng Zhenren, that letter was perhaps as heavy as Mount Tai.
He took a deep breath, threw all his worries to the back of his mind, and quietly walked over.
The abandoned cave abode's stone door was tightly shut, but traces of the restrictions could still be faintly seen. But for Qian Deng Zhenren, who had grasped many of Kunlun's secrets, this was no problem at all. He easily unlocked the restrictions, and as the heavy stone door opened, he walked in.
Darkness extended ahead, but the air was unexpectedly not oppressive and oppressive. It should be because this place had maintained good ventilation for many years.
After walking through the dark passage, there seemed to be a somewhat oppressive light coming from the depths of the cave abode.
At the same time, in the depths of the dark shadows, behind the light, there seemed to be a voice that lightly coughed and let out a sigh.
Qian Deng Zhenren looked in that direction, and without further hesitation, he directly walked over.
The darkness clustered around his figure as he walked into the depths of the cave, and he saw the source of the light. It was a bright pearl embedded in the rock stratum above his head, emitting a faint glimmer. Behind the light was a stone bed, and a figure was sitting on it without moving at all, as if he was a wooden statue.
A few chains that were suspended in the shadows were deeply nailed into the incomparably hard stone wall. At the same time, with the help of the faint light, one could see the strange runes on the chains. The light was flickering, and a strong aura of magic power was constantly emitting from them.
The figure in the shadows slowly raised his head and glanced at Qian Deng Zhenren.
Qian Deng Zhenren's expression was complicated as he stared at the darkness. After a moment, he sighed and said, "Long time no see, Senior Brother!"
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