The cultivator was about to resist again when he felt a tightness in his chest. An even more powerful will suppressed him, rendering him immobile. His head buzzed, and his head ached. He glared at the newcomer, trying to get a better look at the newcomer. However, all he saw was a pair of deep, glowing, and soul-stirring eyes.
He felt chills running up his spine when he was stared at by those eyes. His heart raced.
A gaze could kill!
"I … I … I don't know," the cultivator said. He could not resist the pressure.
Lu Zhou's gaze turned even colder. His voice was icy as he said, "I'll give you one last chance."
Lu Zhou raised his right hand and made a grabbing motion. The cultivator's body flew toward Lu Zhou uncontrollably. He offered his neck to Lu Zhou.
If Lu Zhou exerted more force, his neck would be broken.
The cultivator trembled.
The other four cultivators gulped as though they were facing a great enemy.
Who in the Great Void was bold enough to cause trouble in the holy city?
This was something they did not even dare to think about. In the past 100,000 years, no one had the courage and courage to do this.
The cultivator's face flushed.
On the other hand, Lu Zhou's expression remained calm and collected.
He did not seem nervous or afraid even though this was the holy city. He calmly waited for the answer from his prey.
When he saw no answer, Lu Zhou exerted more force.
"No!"
The four cultivators were startled. They waved their hands.
One of them could not think of a way to save the cultivator. He could only point helplessly at the oval-shaped, glowing palace at the top of the building. "There … there …"
"Very good."
Lu Zhou released his grip. The cultivator fell to the ground with a thud.
"You may be spared from death, but you won't be spared."
"Huh?"
The five cultivators were about to cry for help when they felt time freeze. It was as though the air had frozen.
A creaking sound rang in their ears. Then, a powerful will exploded in their minds. Their minds went blank. The five of them fell to the ground.
Lu Zhou waved his hand. The five of them flew to a corner.
He looked around him. It was quiet as usual. Then, he followed the buildings and flew toward the most glorious palace.
He did not fly too high.
He used the power of Major Teleportation and appeared before the palace.
The structure of the palace was very strange. It was like a pavilion in the air, narrow at the bottom and wide at the top. The palace at the top was circular.
Lu Zhou unleashed the Heavenly Writing's power and sensed the possible cultivators in the surroundings. The palace was quiet. There was no sign of anyone.
This was strange.
Lu Zhou flew toward the palace.
The size of the palace was beyond imagination. It felt like it was the first time he had visited the Great Abyss Offering. The Great Abyss Offering came from nature, but this palace came from humans.
When he reached the top, he still didn't see anyone.
This puzzled Lu Zhou.
Could it be that there was not a single cultivator in such a huge Sacred Hall, or was this a trap?
The long silver stairs led straight to the gate of the Holy Temple.
On the signboard hanging high in the sky, the words "Divine Sanctum" shone with a dazzling golden light.
In just a blink of an eye, Lu Zhou appeared before the doors of the Holy Temple.
He first sized up the environment of the Holy Temple, and after confirming that there were no so-called "traps", he stepped into the temple.
The incomparably splendid hall showed the status of Emperor Darkheart.
His gaze fell on the throne in the middle of the Holy Temple. A golden dragon could be seen coiled on the back of the throne. The patterns on it were mysterious and enigmatic.
He walked with his hands on his back. When he reached the center of the Holy Temple, he stopped in his tracks and looked at the throne. Nobody knew what he was thinking about.
The Holy Temple was quiet.
It was so quiet that he felt like he was hallucinating.
Through his power, Lu Zhou determined that there were no cultivators around the Holy Temple.
"He's not here?"
Lu Zhou frowned slightly.
His original intention was to come to the Holy Temple to look for Ming Xin. Even if he could not defeat Ming Xin, he could keep an eye on Ming Xin to prevent Ming Xin from attacking his disciples and unleashing his great scheme. However, it seemed like his plan had failed. He had a bad feeling about this. 'Did Ming Xin go to the Great Abyss to offer his sacrifice?'
However, when he thought about it, he felt that something was amiss.
His disciples had yet to fully comprehend the Great Dao. Mingshi Yin, Old Fourth, had purposely held back to prevent Ming Xin from doing so.
It was meaningless for Ming Xin to offer his sacrifice in the Great Abyss now.
"Could it be that Ming Xin's great scheme doesn't require ten people?"
Lu Zhou was slightly worried.
Up until now, they were only speculating about Ming Xin's plan. There was no way they could confirm it.
It was more likely that something would go wrong.
If that was the case, his disciples would be in danger instead.
Lu Zhou turned around immediately. He transformed into a streak of light and appeared outside the hall.
Primal Qi surged in the surroundings and split into ten. They flashed back and forth around the Holy Temple. After a few breaths, he confirmed that the Holy Temple was empty.
Lu Zhou recalled his ten shadows. He produced a talisman and contacted Si Wuya.
When Si Wuya saw where his master was, he asked in confusion, "What's your command, master?"
Lu Zhou said, "Ming Xin isn't in the Holy Temple. You must be careful. If necessary, give up on the Great Dao offered by the Great Abyss. "
Si Wuya was even more puzzled now. He said, "He's not in the Holy Temple? Great Emperor Shang Zhang just received news that the Great Abyss's Revelation Pillar is severely cracked. The upper core is cracked as well. If he doesn't comprehend the Great Dao soon, he might not have the chance to do so. "
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhou frowned and said, "Investigate the reason behind the collapse of the Great Abyss's Revelation Pillar."
"Don't worry, master. I don't think Ming Xin will come to the Great Abyss to offer his sacrifice. With the White Emperor, the Azure Emperor, and Great Emperor Shang Zhang accompanying him, even if Ming Xin comes, he'll have to think twice, "Si Wuya said.
"I'm here as well."
A dignified voice rang from nearby.
He smiled and said, "Senior Crimson Emperor."
The Crimson Emperor walked up to Si Wuya with his hands on his back. He looked at Lu Zhou on the screen and said, "Fiend God … To be honest, I'm not convinced by you. For the sake of the world, this emperor will stand on your side this time. Don't disappoint this emperor. "
With the addition of the Scarlet Emperor, the trip to the Great Abyss Offering was much more stable.
Lu Zhou was about to say something when he sensed the fluctuation of Primal Qi in the surroundings. He waved his sleeve, and the projection vanished.
On the other side, the Scarlet Emperor said with an ugly expression, "Do you really dislike me that much?"
Si Wuya said with a smile, "My master is currently in the Saint Region. Clearly, he's busy when he cut off contact with me. Please don't take it to heart, Senior Crimson Emperor."
The Scarlet Emperor nodded and said, "That's more like it."
The Azure Thearch's majestic voice sounded, "Since the matter is urgent, let's not delay any longer. Let's hurry to the Abyss as soon as possible. This Emperor is also looking forward to seeing how far the ten of you can go after obtaining the Heavenly Opening Great Dao. "
"Thank you, seniors." Si Wuya bowed.
"Let's go. “
…
Meanwhile.
Lu Zhou appeared at the bottom of the steps. He looked at the empty silvery-white ground outside the hall.
Creak, creak … creak … A strange sound rang in his ears.
Lu Zhou's eyes shone with blue light as he looked ahead.
He saw the Primal Qi around the Holy Palace was flowing strangely.
The Primal Qi was flowing faster as well.
Creak! Creak! The Primal Qi formed talisman seals in the air.
The talisman seals formed a golden painting of mountains and rivers that covered the skies.
Then, a greeting rang in his ears.
"It's been a long time, my esteemed teacher …"
Lu Zhou turned around. His eyes burned like torches as he looked at the figure hovering above the Holy Palace. Since the figure's back was facing the light, he could not see the figure's face clearly.
Lu Zhou said calmly, "Ming Xin?"
"His Majesty has important matters to attend to today. He won't be meeting you. Before the Majesty left, he predicted that you would come to the Holy Palace. That's why he ordered me to personally receive you. "
Although the person tried his best to sound calm and even tried to conceal his true appearance, Lu Zhou could still hear the nervousness in his voice. He could tell who the person was.
"Wen Ruqing."
When Lu Zhou called out her name, Wen Ruqing shuddered slightly.
Wen Ruqing remained in the air, her voice returning to normal as she said, "It's been a hundred thousand years, yet you can still recognize a student at a glance."
Lu Zhou said.
"Drunken Zen and Hua Zhenghong deceived their masters and destroyed their ancestors. This old man has already cleaned them up. Guan Jiu is short and has always been afraid of me. Besides you, Wen Ruqing, who else would dare to disobey me? "
Wen Ruqing chuckled and disagreed.
"Teacher, you're wrong. This student … is also very afraid of you. "
His tone was full of reminiscence and exclamation.
After saying this, he added, "Even His Majesty the Great Emperor doesn't dare to fight you head-on. What can a student do? "
Lu Zhou snorted.
"Since you know this, why do you still dare to come out?"
"I don't have a choice … I don't have a choice …" Wen Ruqing repeated twice. Her voice was like the strings of a zither, trembling slightly. Even her voice felt like it was about to break.
Lu Zhou said with a sharp gaze.
"Today, this old man is looking for Ming Xin. Where is he? "
Wen Ruqing shook his head and said, "Teacher, you should give up. The Darkheart Emperor has said that he won't meet you again … forever. "
Lu Zhou asked in a deep voice, "Do you think that's possible?"
Wen Ruqing was taken aback. He did not know how to answer this question.
After all, he did not know what the Darkheart Emperor was thinking.
Why did Ming Xin refuse to face the Fiendgod? Why did he keep hiding? Did he think it was beneath him to make a move?
Wen Ruqing thought for a moment, then smiled again and said,
"In any case, you shouldn't have come to the Holy Temple today. Nobody under the heavens dares to cause trouble in the Holy Temple … Not even you, teacher. "
More and more talisman seals formed from Primal Qi.
At this moment, Wen Ruqing lowered his altitude slightly and revealed his face.
He looked the same as 100,000 years ago. Nothing had changed.
Scenes of the past gradually surfaced in his mind. At that time, Wen Ruqing was still young and naive. Under everyone's recommendation, he joined Taixuan Mountain and cultivated the Daoist methods. Wen Ruqing studied hard and persisted in his cultivation day after day without stopping.
Wen Ruqing practiced his sword at the foot of the mountain and meditated in the dojo.
Every festival, he would go to Taixuan Mountain's dojo to pay his respects. He would kneel three times and kowtow nine times. He did not miss a single day.
The sun and the moon changed. Time passed, and people's hearts changed.
He did not expect the naive and naive Wen Ruqing would become like this.
Lu Zhou stopped thinking about the boring scenes in his mind. His face was expressionless as he asked calmly, "Are you going to kill your master?"
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