A few days later, a piece of shocking news spread throughout the Great Jing.
Tiandu Sect, one of the top five sects in the world, had been exterminated!
The original gate of the Tiandu Sect was left with broken walls, many mutilated bodies, and pits. The ominous atmosphere spread, and even the cultivators flinched.
All the cultivators who verified this news couldn't help but fall silent.
The Tiandu Sect was protected by spiritual treasures and had stood strong for hundreds of thousands of years. To them, it was as common knowledge as the sun rising from the east every day.
But now, common sense had been broken and the five absolute sects would also fall to the ground!
When this news came out, the world was shocked!
Old Demon Three Corpse's name completely surpassed all the other Primordial Soul realm cultivators. His ferocious name spread far and wide, and he was known as the number one devil in history.
There were even rumors that after Old Demon Three Corpse destroyed the Tiandu Sect, he did not stop and tried to use the Primordial Seven-Flame Flag to attack the other four sects.
Unfortunately, the other four masters were not idiots. The four sect masters instantly came to an agreement and joined forces in Shu Mountain. With the combined power of the four great spirit treasures, they finally managed to repel Old Demon Three Corpse.
In fact, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Sword had once again performed a meritorious deed and slashed apart one of Old Demon San Corpse's primordial spirits!
However, he was still unable to do anything to this old devil and allowed him to retreat calmly.
From then on, the Dajing Immortal Cultivation World was in chaos.
Countless people with lofty ideals rushed to the Southern Wasteland, begging the Fortune Gate Ancestor to come out personally to clean up the mess, or to bestow him with a Nascent Soul secret technique, to teach heroes, and to exterminate the Three Corpses.
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Three years later.
Southern Wasteland.
Wonderful Immortal Sect.
Due to the fact that the previous sect master had suffered from qi deviation in his cultivation and died young, Ancestor Fei Hong 'er was the one who held the most power in the sect.
As far as the Southern Wasteland was concerned, Fei Hong 'er, who was at the middle stage of the Core Formation realm, was powerful enough to dominate the entire sect.
Unfortunately, that was true in the past, but ever since the arrival of the first Dajing cultivator who stepped into the Southern Wilderness, everything had changed.
"I'm a disciple of the Thousand Origin Sect, one of the twelve great sects of the Great Jing Dynasty. May I ask how to get to the Xuanhai Sect?"
A loud shout suddenly came from the sky.
Shockingly, it was a Golden Core Elder, and it was even possible that he had formed a high-grade core. Just his aura alone was enough to cause the Wondrous Immortal School's protective array formation to tremble slightly.
"Another one!"
Fei Hong 'er supported her forehead with her hand and flew into the sky. She rolled her eyes and said, "The map is here. Take it!"
A stream of light immediately flew out and landed in the hands of the Thousand Origin Sect disciple.
The disciple received the jade slip in the stream of light, cupped his hands slightly, threw a bottle of pills, and left.
"Fortunately … this seems to be a disciple of a reputable sect …"
Fei Hong 'er sighed, and then sent some disciples to fetch some medicinal pills. Upon discovering that they were all top-grade spirit pills, she nodded, then shook her head.
These days, a large number of Yasukuni cultivators poured into the Southern Wasteland. It really let the country bumpkin cultivators of the Southern Wasteland witness the atmosphere of a celestial dynasty.
A lower grade Jindan was like a dog, a middle grade Jindan was everywhere, and only a Huandan Grand Master could shake them.
In the original Southern Wasteland, a low-grade Gold Core cultivator could control a small country and call himself a patriarch!
Back then, Fei Hong 'er was extremely envious of the Xuanhai Sect's cultivators who reached the Core Formation Stage one after another.
But when she heard that Liu Wugen had not only refined a high-grade pill, but also refined a primordial spirit, her first reaction was disbelief.
Later, when Liu Wugen single-handedly suppressed the Taixu Sect, Fei Hong 'er felt like a lifetime had passed. At the same time, she was secretly delighted.
After all, the Xuanhai Sect had a Primordial Soul Grand Master, and the Wonderful Immortal Sect's previous investment was a huge profit.
She also fully supported Patriarch Liu's preparation for the celestial cultivation celebration. She just did not understand why a grand ceremony needed three years to prepare.
Although the lifespan of cultivators was long, and their concept of time was different from ordinary people, three years was still a little too long.
Only now did Fei Hong 'er realize that the celebration was really waiting for the cultivators of Dajing!
Recently, when the celebration was about to be held, there were more and more cultivators coming and going.
There were also many unreasonable cultivators, and they had to rely on her, the Grand Master, to deal with them.
Usually, there were more people asking for directions, and most of them were polite. But there were too many of them, and she was annoyed.
What was even stranger was that these cultivators who came to ask about the most was not the Primordial Soul cultivator Liu Wugen, but the Creation Grand Master Chung Shen-soo!
After chatting with him, Fei Hong 'er found out that the Xuanhai Sect's Grand Master went to Dajing and did a lot of things.
He called himself Creation, created the External Alchemy Technique, and the Outer Dao Primordial Soul Technique. His reputation spread far and wide, and he shook the world …
He was already the true ancestor of the unorthodox Itinerant Immortals in this world!
Even after hundreds of thousands of years, he would still be remembered by everyone!
"Master, this Grand Master gave us a high-grade Qinghua Pill!" Fei Hong 'er's third disciple, Hong Cheng, said happily.
"Sigh … Our Wonderful Immortal Sect's luck is not bad. We met a few rude people, and their strength is not that high … I heard that a few sects further north have already met strong people, and because of a disagreement, they were exterminated …"
Fei Hong 'er said, "Now that the ceremony is about to begin, I'm going to bring a few disciples to the Xuanhai Sect to celebrate. As for the rest of the disciples, let them go to the common people first … When the ceremony is over, we'll call them back again … There's no need to worry about the flowers and plants in the sect. As long as the people are still here, we can clean them up in the future."
"Understood!"
Hong Cheng responded sternly and retreated respectfully.
Several days later.
Patriarch Fei Hong 'er brought a group of disciples to the Xuanhai Sect's mountain gate.
Outside the mountain gate, near the sea, there was a huge construction. A 99-feet-tall lecture platform had been built.
Outside the Dao Lecture Platform, there were rows and rows of seats that were densely packed, and they continuously extended outwards in concentric circles.
Streams of light danced in the sky. Countless cultivators rode on sword lights, auspicious clouds, or spirit beasts. They took their seats and waited quietly.
"I'm afraid there aren't so many cultivators in the Southern Wilderness, right? Not to mention, they're all cultivators with high cultivation bases! "
Hong Cheng exclaimed, "Patriarch Wu Gen's Nascent Divinity Ceremony is indeed very prestigious."
Fei Hong 'er rolled her eyes and thought to herself,' This disciple is a little silly. Among these cultivators, which one of them came for Patriarch Wu Gen? I'm afraid they're all here to ask Patriarch Wu Gen to explain their Nascent Divinity Secret Techniques … '
She felt a little regretful when she thought of this.
If she knew that the Patriarch was so unfathomable, she would have sold herself to him. She would have been even more glorious than she was today.
"Croak, croak! My master is indeed awe-inspiring. This is a grand scene of tens of thousands of immortals coming to pay their respects. "
A demonic cloud descended, revealing the figure of Feather Boy holding the Poison Dragon Flag.
Normally, if a monster dared to appear in such a sacred place, it would have been killed by the cultivators with a sword.
However, everyone knew that the Creation Realm Patriarch had a bird that did not know how to speak. As the saying went, one had to look at the owner before beating a dog, so it was not easy to deal with him.
It was even to the extent that some cultivators even approached him and flattered him with ingratiating expressions, causing Little Feather to chuckle in an extremely complacent manner.
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