"Ancestor, why did you tolerate that junior? This is a slap to the face of the Mysterious Underworld Sect. How can the Mysterious Underworld Sect establish itself in the Central Region in the future?"
After a while, an expert from the Mysterious Underworld Sect asked Murong Guying unwillingly in front of the collapsed pavilion.
The Mysterious Underworld Sect was one of the nine major forces in the Central Region, but today, a Martial Domain Realm cultivator was crippled at the entrance of the sect. The Martial Talisman Pavilion was destroyed and many cultivation techniques and cultivation resources were taken away.
In the end, even the giant stone that was equivalent to the plaque of the Mysterious Underworld Sect was taken away and Du Shaofu was allowed to leave.
This was a humiliation that the Mysterious Underworld Sect had never been humiliated like this since its establishment.
"A bunch of bastards. You brought great trouble to the Munchū. Don't mention this again. The Desolate Country's World Society is not something you can afford to offend!"
Murong Guying said in a deep voice. His calm expression began to change.
Jialou Yuantu and Jialou Ye were already difficult to deal with. If the two terrifying masters took action today, the entire Mysterious Underworld Sect would be razed to the ground.
Murong Guying knew that the clan behind Jialou Ye and Jialou Yuantu was even more terrifying. The Mysterious Underworld Sect could not afford to offend them, not even the Mysterious Underworld Sect.
"Ancestor, Dongli Chihuang has reached the Nirvana Realm. The Great Lun Sect sent people here to ask us to rejoin the Evil Purifying Alliance. Should we …"
Ming Rong stepped forward and asked Murong Guying in a low voice. Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Murong Guying, "The Great Lun Sect is nothing. Do they think that Dongli Chihuang can suppress the Desolate Country's World Society just because he has reached the Nirvana Realm? They are just courting death. This time, the Mysterious Underworld Sect will stay as far away from the Evil Purifying Alliance as possible."
"Old Ancestor, the Nirvana of Dongli Chihuang is not to be underestimated. This time, Du Shaofu has gone overboard and humiliated our Xuanming Sect. If we borrow the power of the Great Lun Sect, we might have a chance to regain our dignity …"
Ming Rong was somewhat fearful. The Nirvana of a Sovereign was the pinnacle of talent in this world. Given the identity of Dongli Chihuang as the reincarnated Sacred Son, he would be able to return to his peak very quickly after reincarnation. At that time, he would probably have to settle scores with the Dark Underworld Sect.
If it was the Great Lun Sect, Dongli Chihuang would definitely not let the Desolate Country's World Society off. By borrowing the Great Lun Sect's influence, he would be able to regain the face that the Mysterious Underworld Sect had lost this time.
"Pa …"
As soon as his voice fell, Ming Rong's square face was slapped. A crisp sound rang out, and his face immediately became red and swollen with five red palm prints.
"Bastard, to think that you are the Sect Leader of the Mysterious Underworld Sect!"
Murong Guying was furious and shouted, "I have already said that the Great Lun Sect is nothing. Our Mysterious Underworld Sect should stay away from the Evil Purifying Alliance. They are just courting death. Let alone the Great Lun Sect, even if there are ten of them, they would still be finished this time. The Nirvana of a Sovereign would have to wait until Dongli Chihuang is still alive. Moreover, the Demon King Du Shaofu is not a reincarnated cultivator, and the Wanyuan Domain cannot withstand a single blow. Do you think that Du Shaofu is simple?"
The surrounding experts of the Mysterious Underworld Sect did not dare to speak after hearing Ming Rong's words. They did not know why the Old Ancestor felt that the Great Lun Sect was doomed this time.
However, after hearing Ming Rong's words, the experts of the Mysterious Underworld Sect sighed in their hearts. The Demon King Du Shaofu had returned this time, and even the Wanyuan Domain Lord could not withstand a single blow. Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed terrifying. Even if the Nirvana of Dongli Chihuang was here, he might not be able to injure the Wanyuan Domain Lord so severely in one blow.
"Old Ancestor, I think …"
Ming Rongyin opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something. However, as soon as his voice fell, Ming Rongyin, who had just been slapped, stopped him. He was afraid that his son would also provoke the Old Ancestor and receive another slap.
"Speak."
Murong Guying looked at Ming Rongyin and said. He then glared at Ming Rongyin fiercely.
Ming Rongyin gathered his courage. His thin lips were as pale as water, and his bright and clear eyes rippled slightly. He raised his head to look at Murong Guying and said respectfully, "Old Ancestor, I have had some contact with Du Shaofu, and I know Dongli Chihuang quite well. I think that the Mysterious Underworld Sect should make a choice. Putting aside the Great Lun Sect and the Desolate Country World Society, if the Mysterious Underworld Sect has to choose between Dongli Chihuang and Du Shaofu, I personally think that the Mysterious Underworld Sect should choose Du Shaofu."
Murong Guying looked at Ming Rongyin. After a while, he said, "Why do you choose Du Shaofu? Dongli Chihuang is a Nirvana of Nirvana. Tell me the reason."
"Intuition!" Ming Rongyin said.
"Ming Rongyin, your son is much stronger than you. From today onwards, the position of the Sect Leader of the Mysterious Underworld Sect shall be taken by Ming Rongyin. You should go into seclusion. Leave the matters of the Mysterious Underworld Sect to Ming Rongyin."
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Guying's figure soared into the sky and disappeared.
… … …
Above the Styx Lake, in front of the Mysterious Underworld Sect, the news of the Demon King barging into the Mysterious Underworld Sect and crippling the Domain Lord of the Mysterious Underworld Sect in one move spread like wildfire.
The news was no doubt like a bomb. Wherever the news spread, it was as if a bomb had exploded.
"The Demon King Du Shaofu is starting to settle scores with them one by one!"
"The Mysterious Underworld Sect has suffered a great loss this time. A Martial Domain Realm expert was crippled in one move!"
"How strong is the Demon King Du Shaofu's cultivation? He crippled the Domain Lord of the Mysterious Underworld Sect in one move. It's too terrifying!"
"It seems like Dongli Chihuang has undergone Nirvana. Although the Demon King Du Shaofu has been on the run all these years, he did not fall behind in his cultivation. He is still as terrifying as ever!"
"I wonder what the outcome will be if the Demon King Du Shaofu meets the Dongli Chihuang?"
"There will be a chance. On the eighth day of the eighth month, at the Great Wheel Sect. I think it will be a truly exceptional battle between the younger generation of the Middle Ground!"
"I wonder if the Demon King Du Shaofu will look for other sects. Who will be the next one?"
"… …"
Everywhere the news spread, countless people discussed and countless small and medium forces trembled in fear.
As one of the nine great factions in the Central Plains, the Profound Xuan Sect naturally had many spies placed by the various large factions in the vicinity. In fact, there were even spies placed by various large factions in the mountain. Just like how the Profound Xuan Sect also placed spies in the various large factions, the Profound Xuan Sect also placed spies in the various large factions.
The major forces were aware of this and would naturally do their best to eliminate them secretly. However, since they were spies, it would not be easy to find them.
However, the major forces would be especially strict with their own inner disciples.
The spies immediately informed the major forces about what happened in the Mysterious Underworld Sect.
"It seems like you haven't fallen behind after all these years. A centipede dies but never falls down. But that's fine. It's boring if you're too weak. I'll let you jump around for a while more. The eighth day of the eighth month will be the final day!"
In the Great Lun Sect, Dongli Chihuang looked at the sky and sneered. His eyes were shining with seven colors.
Xiandu Gate was one of the nine major forces of the Middle Ground. Like the Mysterious Underworld Sect, it was a sacred place for countless cultivators. It was a colossus that had stood in the Middle Ground for countless years.
The City of Ten Thousand Immortals was also known as the Immortal Capital.
Immortals were an ancient legend. There were very few legends about Immortals in Kyushu and they were gradually forgotten in the long river of history.
However, every time someone mentioned the history of Xiandu Gate, they would talk about the legend. It was said that a long time ago, in the City of Ten Thousand Immortals, there was a peerless expert who ascended and became an Immortal. After that, he established the Xiandu Gate and became one of the nine major forces of the Middle Ground. All these years, his brothers had stood tall in the Middle Ground and never fell!
The city was vast and boundless, spanning tens of thousands of miles. It was as if it was made up of several empires.
The entire city was filled with an antique atmosphere. There were also immortal mountains that were filled with spiritual energy.
In the center of the city, there was a cluster of mountains. Countless ancient buildings seemed to have been left behind from ancient times. They were ancient and heavy, and everywhere there were mottled traces of tens of thousands of years.
In the center of the city that stretched for tens of thousands of miles, there was a huge palace. There were countless magnificent buildings around it, but they all seemed small in comparison.
The huge palace was like a sea of clouds in the sky. It was misty and misty all year round. One could clearly see it from thousands of miles away and feel an oppressive aura.
This oppressive aura was very strange. The stronger one's cultivation was, the stronger the oppressive aura.
If one could get close to the huge palace, they would realize that the huge palace was actually made up of countless majestic palaces that stretched out in all directions.
Just this group of majestic palaces alone was like a huge city outside.
This group of majestic palaces clustered around the main palace in the middle. The main palace was pure white and towered into the clouds. It was as if it was made of white jade and was connected to the heavens.
The towering main palace was covered with runes. Countless huge stone pillars were engraved with ferocious strange birds and beasts. They were vivid and lifelike, as if they were living creatures. Their majestic auras could break one's heart and soul!
Everyone in the Central Plains would know that this was the foundation of the Xiandu Gate. It was called the Celestial Capital.
It was rumored that the Celestial Capital was incomparably huge. There were hundreds of thousands of extraordinary Xiandu Gate disciples diligently comprehending and cultivating there all year round.
Outside the Celestial Capital, countless people raised their heads to look at the huge ancient city that was about to collapse. It was the holy land of cultivation for cultivators.
However, if one wanted to enter it, they had to have extraordinary talent. Mediocre people were not qualified to get close at all.
Inside the Xiandu Gate, in an ancient and boundless hall, a beautiful woman sat upright. She looked to be in her forties. She did not wear any makeup on her face, but her appearance was moving. Her eyes were like water, as if they could see through everything. Her fingers were slender like a young girl's. Her skin was smooth and snow-white with a hint of pink.
The beautiful woman opened her red lips slightly and said, "The Xuanming Sect's Wan Yuan has already broken through to the Martial Domain Realm, but he was unable to withstand a single blow. That Demon King Du Shaofu is actually so powerful at such a young age. How shocking!"
The beautiful woman's voice was clear and melodious. Her fine black hair fluttered behind her head, emitting a fragrance. She had the refined temperament of a fairy.
She was Jiang Danqing, the Sect Master of the Xiandu Gate. When she was young, she had left behind many legends in the Central Plains. Her peerless beauty made the younger generation fight to pursue her.
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