When the 200-foot red lotus avatar appeared in the sky, the Ninth Temple disciples looked up. In every corner and every pavilion, regardless of whether they were busy or leisurely, they all raised their heads to look. Many people could not even see what a Ten-leaf avatar looked like in their entire lives. It was a great joy to be able to admire one of the most beautiful works of art in the world with their own eyes. This was something cultivators looked forward to the most.
He had a goal in his cultivation.
Unfortunately, this temporary brilliance didn't last for long before it dissipated into the horizon like fireworks.
In the pavilion on the north, Yu Zhenghai suppressed the excitement and shock in his heart as he watched the 200-foot avatar disappear. He could not calm himself down for a long time.
He saw all of this with his own eyes.
He knew the Ninth Temple was powerful, but he did not expect it to be this powerful.
He did not continue to stand with his hands behind his back. After witnessing this shocking scene, he sat down.
After a young disciple tidied up Yu Zhenghai's room, he was equally shocked.
"Is that a Ten-leaf avatar?" Yu Zhenghai asked.
"Yes … yes, Senior."
"Do you recognize whose Dharmakaya it is?"
"This, this lowly one only knows that a general has arrived and gone to the Hall Master's place." The young disciple swallowed his saliva.
"Then who is the owner of the palm print?"
Although Yu Zhenghai was shocked, his ability to control his emotions was far superior to these juniors.
"It, it should be … Sikong, Hall Master Sikong." The young disciples only knew that Sikong Beichen held the highest position in the Ninth Temple. However, they had never seen Sikong Beichen make a move. Hence, they could not determine the owner of the palm seal.
Yu Zhenghai frowned. He thought to himself, 'If that's the case, it'll be difficult for me to leave this place in the future.'
He clenched his fists and kept recalling the scene of the huge palm print in his mind. He muttered, "Stronger than Master …"
…
"Ding! Killed a target. Reward: 5,500 merit points. Land bonus: 1,500."
No one knew how long it had been in the Holy Palace.
Everyone stared blankly at the sky that had already returned to its original state, leaving no trace behind. The sky was so clear that not even clouds could be seen. There was no trace of the red lotus blooming on the flat ground below … There was no sign of Chen Beizheng, the General of the North.
Everyone breathed silently, as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.
The air was extremely stagnant, and it was as uncomfortable as being stuck in water.
This included Sikong Beichen, the Temple Master of the Ninth Temple whom everyone respected.
The five First Seats blinked their eyes that were already sore from staring. Their vision was blurred. The pure physiological stimulation made them suddenly understand the gap between them and the old man who attacked. When he recalled the scene of the five of them ganging up on the old senior, he realized how laughable and childish it was.
Xia Changqiu and Tian Buji's expressions were interesting. They finally understood why the old senior was so confident.
Ji Fengxing might be right … The old senior was truly invincible!
The status and strength of the Great General of the North were obvious to all. He had once defeated the cultivators of the Mutated Tribe at the Northern Border. He had gone all the way north and killed his way to the nest of the Mutated Tribe. He was a famous killing god. Although Sikong Beichen was confident that he could defeat Duan Ling Tian, he could not kill Duan Ling Tian with one move.
As for Lu Zhou's three disciples, they seemed to have refreshed their master's image once again. They seemed more imposing than ever.
A pungent odor pulled Yao Qingquan back from his shock.
His nose twitched. When he turned to look, realization dawned on him. Kong Lu was slumped on the floor. The carpet was drenched in blood.
A great Ninth Temple elder had wet his pants from fear.
Sikong Beichen said, "Beat him to death outside the hall."
He waved his hand without even looking at Zhu Xuan.
"Understood."
"Spare me … Spare me … Spare me …" Kong Lu stammered incoherently as he trembled.
Zhu Xuan's forehead and back were drenched in sweat. He lowered his head and said nothing more.
Not long after Kong Lu was dragged out, he let out a deafening wail.
…
Chen Beizheng's two subordinates were already stunned. At this moment, they snapped back to their senses and glared at the others angrily.
Sikong Beichen was not an ordinary person. He would definitely have extraordinary methods to deal with such an unexpected situation. He was calm and composed, his tone indifferent as he said, "Kill him."
"Understood."
The four First Seats moved in unison and swiftly brought the two subordinates out.
There were no more objections from the Holy Palace.
Sikong Beichen turned around slowly and faced the white-haired old man. He raised his hand and bowed solemnly.
How could they not take such a person seriously?
Lu Zhou merely glanced at Sikong Beichen. Then, he walked to a chair at the side and sat down slowly.
Sikong Beichen knew this as well. Indeed, when Lu Zhou first entered the Holy Palace, he was careless and did not treat the guests seriously. It was only natural for the guests to react this way. Sikong Beichen returned. He did not walk up the stairs. Instead, he sat down on the opposite side.
The maidservants were trembling as they hastily tidied up the Holy Palace. In just a short while, everything was clean. The damaged parts could only be repaired later.
In the past, who would have dared to treat Sikong Beichen like this?
The others stood on either side of Sikong Beichen, not daring to make a sound.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard as he looked at Sikong Beichen indifferently.
He said, "You're the master of the Ninth Temple?"
Sikong Beichen nodded and said, "Your methods are shocking, old mister. It's an eye-opener."
"It's just a small trick."
Sikong Beichen sighed softly and said, "I'm afraid the palace won't let this matter rest if you kill him, old mister."
"That's the Ninth Temple's business. This person has come with ill intentions, don't you want to get rid of him? "
"Thinking is one thing, getting rid of is another. The Ninth Temple is no longer as glorious as it once was. I don't want to make too many enemies, "Sikong Beichen said.
Lu Zhou stared at Sikong Beichen as he said, "So … how dare you behave so atrociously in front of me?"
Sikong Beichen frowned.
Chen Beizheng's death would certainly bring them more trouble. However, when did the Ninth Temple offend such an expert?
At this moment, Zhu Xuan who stood at the side knelt down with a thump and kowtowed, "Hall Master, please forgive me, please forgive me … I didn't know that Brother Yu was Senior's brilliant disciple, I really didn't know. That day, I fought with him. It's no discord, no concord. We appreciated each other's talents, so I invited him to the Ninth Temple as a guest. During this period of time, I have treated you with great hospitality and did not neglect you in the slightest. Please forgive me, Hall Master! Please show mercy, Senior! "
Bang!
She knocked her head on the floor, making a crisp sound.
This was the fearsome Nine-leaf cultivator. Before an expert, he could only wag his tail and beg for mercy.
What was deterrence?
Killing the chicken to warn the monkey. This was it.
Sikong Beichen grasped the key point. He said in a deep voice, "What are you waiting for? Release the old mister's disciple!"
"Yes yes yes, I'll go right away …" Zhu Xuan's heart trembled.
After Zhu Xuan left.
Sikong Beichen cupped his fists at Lu Zhou and said, "Please forgive me if I've neglected you before this."
Lu Zhou was satisfied with his deterrence. He said, "Am I that narrow-minded?"
Sikong Beichen forced a smile on his aged face and nodded. He recalled the scene from before and said, "Old Mister, you're so powerful to be able to defeat Chen Beizheng with a single move. May I ask if you've opened your Birth Chart?"
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