Because of Fan Junsheng, the entire Crimson Star Sect had been destroyed. Just because Fan Junsheng's sister was the young madam of the Crimson Star Sect, Wang Qinghan could not help but sigh.
Fan Jingjing sat paralyzed on the ground. Her face was pale, and her body trembled. She knew that Fan Junsheng had a bad character and had done many heartless things. However, she had always believed that those in power had the right to be so impudent. As long as they could settle everything, it did not matter.
With the protection of the Crimson Star Sect, no matter how bad Fan Junsheng was, no one would dare to do anything.
She had never imagined that an ordinary person like Fan Junsheng could offend someone that the entire Crimson Star Sect could not afford to offend.
The elders of the Crimson Star Sect all looked at Fan Jingjing and Hu Jiangming. The resentment in their eyes grew. They knew a little about the rumors about Fan Junsheng. However, Fan Jingjing had always been there, so they could not say anything.
But now, he had caused such a great calamity. He was the eternal sinner of the Crimson Star Sect.
Old Sect Leader Huo took a deep breath and shouted, "Men! Capture that b * tch and the thief!"
The group of elders of the Crimson Star Sect had long placed all their resentment on Fan Jingjing and the Fan sisters, as well as Hu Jiangming, who had taken the side of the evildoer. The old sect leader gave the order. They swarmed forward and captured all three of them.
The pitiful Fan Junsheng was still lying on the bed. He felt like he was better off dead. Right now, he was brutally tied up like a dumpling.
"Don't … don't kill me. I have contributed to the Crimson Star Sect. I am the younger brother of the young madam. You cannot kill me."
Fan Junsheng sensed that something was wrong and shouted loudly.
"Old Sect Leader, please have mercy. Jingjing knows her mistake. Old Sect Leader, please have mercy …" Fan Jingjing was so scared that her face was pale. She begged for mercy.
Only Hu Jiangming did not say a word. His face was ashen. He knew very well that no one could save them today. Even the entire sect would be implicated. He thought of the past. They had committed so many sins. Was it finally time to pay?
"Kill!" Huo Qize's expression was emotionless.
Pfft!
Pfft! Pfft! Three heads rolled on the ground, splattering blood all over the ground.
"Lord Mo Wen, the traitor has been killed. I know that my sins cannot be forgiven. I am willing to die to atone.
Huo Qize knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.
"When you wanted to exterminate my entire clan, did you ever think about this day?" Mo Wen said plainly.
"Please forgive me, Lord Mo Wen …"
Huo Qize kept repeating this sentence and kept kowtowing.
Sorrow rose in the Crimson Star Sect. The old sect leader was willing to go to such lengths to protect the Crimson Star Sect.
Even Xin Yichuan now looked at Huo Qize in a different light.
"Cripple Huo Shuangnian's cultivation. From now on, the members of your Huo Clan will not be allowed to assume the position of sect leader of the Crimson Star Sect."
Mo Wen waved his sleeves and turned to walk down the mountain. When he passed by Wang Qinghan and Little Tang, he said plainly, "Could it be that you haven't seen enough?"
Wang Qinghan and Little Tang reacted and hurriedly followed behind Mo Wen.
Huo Qize, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled slightly. He was silent for a long time before he suddenly slammed his palm on the ground. His body shot out like a bullet and instantly appeared in front of Huo Shuangnian, grabbing him.
"Shuangnian, accept your fate." Huo Qize's eyes were red as he gripped his son's shoulder tightly.
"Father, I know." A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Huo Shuangnian's mouth. From the inside out, his core had exploded and he had crippled his own cultivation.
"I have let you down … I was wrong!"
Huo Qize looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh. He slapped his own forehead and slowly fell to the ground. Blood flowed out of his orifices and he died.
"Father …" Huo Shuangnian cried out as he knelt on the ground.
"Old sect leader …"
The group of Crimson Star Sect elders and members of the sect all knelt on the ground. Sorrow spread throughout the entire sect.
…
"From now on, I will take over the Crimson Star Sect. The new sect leader cannot be a member of the Huo Clan. We will choose another one later."
Xin Yichuan slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Mo Wen had not destroyed the Crimson Star Sect. As long as the Crimson Star Sect was not destroyed, he could use it to participate in the Martial Arts Circle Convention. The plan he had set up in the Crimson Star Sect for five years would not be destroyed overnight. To him, this was good news.
He did not care who became the sect leader of the Crimson Star Sect. He also did not care whether the members of the Huo Clan died or not. As long as the Crimson Star Sect was still around, that was enough.
It was not easy for the sects of the Inner worlds to participate in the Martial Arts Circle Convention in the main space. Even if they were prepared, they had to plan for a long time. Only then would they be able to get away with it in front of the Huatian Palace.
The Huatian Palace naturally knew that there were some tricks in the Martial Arts Circle Convention. However, as long as the people of the Inner worlds were clever enough and the Huatian Palace could not find any evidence in a short period of time, they could muddle through.
Hence, if the Crimson Star Sect was destroyed and the Martial Arts Circle Convention was about to arrive, Xin Yichuan really could not immediately find another sect to replace them.
"Ancestor, are you alright?"
The white-robed youth, Xin Wuji, walked to Xin Yichuan's side with a worried expression. Xin Yichuan was the pillar of the Xin Clan. If anything happened to him, the consequences would be unthinkable.
"Wuji, keep an eye on the Crimson Star Sect. Don't cause any more trouble."
Xin Yichuan left these words and disappeared from the square with the Martial Arts Grandmaster who had not spoken. He was seriously injured and needed to immediately return to seclusion to heal.
As for the Crimson Star Sect, he was also a little afraid. He told Xin Wuji to keep an eye on them and not cause any more trouble.
Xin Wuji glanced at the back of the black-robed Martial Arts Grandmaster who had not spoken all this while. A look of contemplation flashed in his eyes. He did not know where this mysterious Martial Arts Grandmaster had come from. He knew nothing about him. However, he only knew that his own Elder seemed to be discussing something important with him.
Just now, when his own Elder had been injured, he had not helped him. Why? Could it be that he was afraid of exposing his identity, so he did not help?
The Elder did not want to tell him, and this person was also secretive. He most likely really had some secret.
…
On the way down the mountain, Mo Wen kept thinking about a question. Just now, when he had used the mountainous profound level weapon and the Blood-Clotting Claw, he had not used spiritual stones. It was because he had discovered that his Inner Qi could actually directly activate the power of the profound level weapon.
After coming out of the Fighting Spirit Tower, he had discovered that his Inner Qi had undergone an unknown transformation. His Inner Qi contained half of its spirituality and was very similar to spiritual power. Now, it seemed that the other half of the spirituality was very likely the reason why he could activate the profound level weapon.
However, when he used his Inner Qi to activate the profound level weapon, the consumption was rather large. It was twice that of activating spiritual power. He had only used the profound level weapon twice, but it had already used up more than half of his Inner Qi.
Clearly, his Inner Qi was not pure enough. Even if it could be used as spiritual power, it was not ideal. It was certainly not suitable for a prolonged battle.
However, if this Inner Qi was used in an emergency and could activate the power of the profound level weapon at any time, it would also be a rather abnormal ability.
Mo Wen had been able to defeat Xin Yichuan so easily because he had relied on using his Inner Qi as spiritual power. Otherwise, when he used the profound level weapon, he would still have to convert spiritual stones into spiritual power. The battle would certainly not be as smooth and smooth.
"Senior, you were truly mighty and domineering today. Who would have thought that even a Martial Arts Grandmaster would not be a match for you? Have you already broken through the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm and reached an even higher realm? The Crimson Star Sect has only themselves to blame for ending up like this. "
Wang Qinghan looked at Mo Wen in awe. That mysterious expert was also a Martial Arts Grandmaster, but he was actually far from being a match for Mo Wen. What realm had his ability reached exactly?
"There are strong and weak Martial Arts Grandmasters. There are three realms. The powerful Martial Arts Grandmaster strong practitioners are far more powerful than me."
Mo Wen said, "Also, I am not a Martial Arts Grandmaster."
"You are not a Martial Arts Grandmaster, but you are a Martial Arts Grandmaster of an even higher realm, right?" Wang Qinghan said with a smile. Even a Martial Arts Grandmaster was not a match for Mo Wen. That could only mean that he was an even stronger existence.
"You will understand when you reach this realm in the future." Mo Wen shook his head. Xin Yichuan could tell at a glance that he had not reached the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm. However, people like Wang Qinghan and Little Tang would definitely not be able to tell. It would not work even if he explained it to them.
"How is that possible? I most likely will not be able to become a Martial Arts Grandmaster in this lifetime."
Wang Qinghan laughed bitterly and said somewhat disappointedly. To her, a Martial Arts Grandmaster was definitely a legend among legends. Whether or not she could break through to the Golden Elixir Realm was already a big problem, let alone the illusory Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm.
The Zhongyu Sect's elder had broken through to the Golden Elixir Realm fifty years ago. However, he had been stuck at the beginning stage of the Golden Elixir Realm. It was difficult for him to break through even to the intermediate stage.
…
In a secret chamber within the Crimson Star Sect.
"How are your injuries?"
The black-robed Martial Arts Grandmaster asked as he looked at Xin Yichuan, who was sitting cross-legged on a cattail hassock. His words were very choppy, as if he was not good at speaking Mandarin.
"Very serious. Fortunately, he had no intention of killing me. Otherwise, I would very likely have died," Xin Yichuan said with a serious expression.
He was very clear about the injuries on his body. Under normal circumstances, it would most likely be very difficult for him to recover within ten years. He had already damaged his foundation. If he did not consolidate and recover in time, it was very likely that his cultivation would regress.
"I did not expect to fail so miserably this time."
He sighed. A youth of around twenty years of age had actually been able to force him to such a state. Mo Wen's cultivation was not very frightening. It was still much weaker than his. However, the martial arts teachings and techniques that Mo Wen cultivated, as well as his treasures, were extremely frightening.
"That person is not simple." The black-robed ancient martial art practitioner nodded.
"That youth's origins are most likely very mysterious. It is most likely very difficult for ordinary ancient martial arts sects to nurture such a genius. Also, did you notice that when he used the profound level weapon, he actually did not use spiritual stones to convert them into spiritual power?"
Xin Yichuan's eyes flashed. This was what shocked him the most. It was absolutely impossible for an ancient martial art practitioner to be able to activate a profound level weapon without using spiritual stones, unless he was …
"You mean … he is an immortal cultivator from the legends of Ancient Hua Xia!" A look of shock flashed in the black-robed Martial Arts Grandmaster's eyes. Ancient Hua Xia had always had legends of immortal cultivators. As someone from the Fu Sang Nation, he had some understanding of the immortal cultivators of Ancient Hua Xia. However, he had not expected that he would actually encounter one.
A look of passion flashed in the black-robed Martial Arts Grandmaster's eyes. The immortal cultivators of Ancient Hua Xia were existences comparable to the Fu Sang Nation's Divine Soul.
"It is very possible. How could an ordinary ancient martial arts sect possibly nurture such a youth?"
Xin Yichuan had already classified Mo Wen as an immortal cultivator with a mysterious background. He was someone from the True Martial Mystery Dimension, so he naturally knew some rumors about immortal cultivators. (To be continued.)
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