Internal disturbances
Capital, Zhang Clan.
More than a dozen cultivators were gathered in a secret chamber. Even the current Zhang Family Patriarch, Zhang Jun.
However, among these ancient martial art practitioners, Zhang Jun had the lowest level of cultivation, at the peak of the Primal Core stage.
As for the rest of the martial artists, the weakest one was at Half-step Yin-Yang Realm!
There was even a Late-stage Yin Yang Stage and three Mid-stage Yin Yang Stage experts.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was a little stifling, so stifling that it was hard to breathe.
"Just now, the Patriarch's Soul Tablet shattered. I wonder what everyone's opinion is?"
This pressure didn't last long before it was broken by a late-stage Yin Yang Realm martial artist.
"Generally speaking, the shattering of a soul tablet means that the ancestor is dead, but I don't believe that the ancestor died in battle."
The late-stage Yin Yang Realm martial artist's gaze swept across the crowd and finally landed on Zhang Jun. He said lightly, "Zhang Jun, before the Old Ancestor left the Zhang Family, the last person he saw was you. Repeat everything the Old Ancestor said to you without missing a single word!"
"Grand Elder, the last person Patriarch saw before he left the Zhang family was indeed me." Zhang Jun took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Back then, the patriarch only said one thing to me. 'I'm going to the World Pavilion and I'll be back soon'."
"World Pavilion?"
The late-stage Yin Yang Realm martial artist raised his brows and muttered, "The Pavilion Lord of the World Pavilion isn't in the Great Xia Kingdom most of the time, and the Assistant Pavilion Lord, Yan Fu, is only at the peak stage of the Yin Yang Realm. He is surely unable to kill Patriarch by himself."
"Great Elder, I heard that Yan Fu has a good relationship with the Alchemy Union's President Peng Zhou. Could it be that they've joined hands …" A Yin-Yang Realm Early Stage cultivator swiped his hand across his neck. Although he did not finish his words, his meaning was clear.
"Impossible!" The late-stage Yin-Yang Realm warrior shook his head and said, "Tomorrow is the alchemy competition, so Peng Zhou's every move will definitely be watched by many people. He won't be stupid enough to kill the Old Ancestor with Yan Fu."
"Great Elder, no matter what, the Patriarch is most likely dead. I suggest that we kill our way into the World Pavilion!"
"That's right. This matter is most likely related to Yan Fu. We can't just sit back and do nothing."
"What I mean is exactly the opposite. What we should do now is block the news. We can't let the hostile forces of the Zhang family know that the Patriarch has died in battle."
The discussions that entered Zhang He's ears made him a little irritated.
Actually, Zhang He was still a little excited about Zhang Shan's death.
After all, after Zhang Shan's death, he would be the martial artist with the highest cultivation in the Zhang family. In the future, he would have the final say in the Zhang family.
Although Zhang He was somewhat excited, he did not show it. Instead, he said in a clear voice, "Everyone, please calm down. When the ancestor's soul tablet shattered, I already sent out many spies to investigate. All we can do now is wait!"
"Wait?" Everyone was puzzled.
"This is a critical period. Third Elder is right. We need to suppress the news of the Patriarch's death and investigate it in secret." Zhang He nodded and immediately changed the topic as he spoke in a sinister tone, "Our Zhang Clan is able to stand tall in the Great Xia Kingdom for such a long time, and it isn't just because of Old Ancestor."
"Without my permission, if anyone dares to leak this matter out, don't blame me for being impolite!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang He's late-stage Yin-Yang aura emanated from his body, constantly suppressing everyone.
Crack!
Only when everyone was forced to kneel on the ground, did Zhang He retract his aura and nod in satisfaction.
Swish!
After that, Zhang He rose from the ground and dashed out of the secret chamber.
At the same time, a voice rang out in the secret chamber.
"Zhang Jun, bring me to the place where Old Ancestor lives. I want to investigate it carefully!"
Whoosh!
Zhang He's words were so simple that even a fool could guess what he was thinking. For a moment, everyone looked at each other.
Zhang Jun did not leave immediately. Instead, he gave a look to a mid-stage Yin-Yang realm martial artist in the room before following Zhang He out of the secret chamber.
In front of the Zhang Clan's residence.
Pan Zheng and Yuan Nan were two martial artists from the Zhang Clan's law enforcement team. They were both at the peak of the Yuan Core realm.
Every day, at midnight, they would guard the door.
As the Zhang Clan was a first-rate force, few people dared to cause trouble in the Zhang Clan. Thus, this job of guarding the door was easy.
"Brother Pan, I heard that two or three hours ago, the Great Elder gathered all the Yin-Yang Realm martial artists of the Zhang family in the capital. I'm not sure what they were discussing." Yuan Nan looked around and started chatting with the martial artists beside him.
"What else could it be?"
Pan Zheng looked around and said in a low voice, "I heard that Old Ancestor's soul tablet was broken. The higher-ups of the Zhang Clan are in a mess."
"What! Soul … "Yuan Nan exclaimed in shock.
"Shut up!"
Pan Zheng quickly covered Yuan Nan's mouth and said angrily, "Do you f * cking want to die? Even if you don't want to live, I do. The Great Elder has given a death order. If anyone dares to spread this news, they will have their entire family executed! "
"That serious?" Yuan Nan's eyes widened in shock. "Old Ancestor is a martial artist at the peak of the Yin-Yang realm. The people who can kill him in the capital must at least be at the Manifestation realm."
"Rumor has it that only the royal family and Danwu College have Manifestation realm martial artists in the capital. Could it be that Danwu College and the royal family did it?"
"Stop guessing. This matter has nothing to do with us. We should just guard the door." Pan Zheng did not seem to want to talk too much about this matter. He said in a low voice, "Our mission is to guard the door. From now until tomorrow morning … Eh?"
However, before Pan Zheng could finish his sentence, he frowned and his expression turned serious.
"Brother Pan, what's wrong?" Yuan Nan asked when he saw Pan Zheng's expression.
"It's nothing. The space in this area seemed to have trembled a little." Pan Zheng waved his hand and said, "From now until tomorrow morning, we better not let even a fly into the Zhang Clan!"
Swoosh!
What Pan Zheng did not know was that the tremble in the space earlier was not an illusion. It was a tremble left behind by a martial artist tearing the space apart for a short period of time.
At the same time, two martial artists appeared behind a big tree in the Zhang Clan's courtyard.
"There are 15 martial artists in a secret room to the east. The lowest cultivation is at the half-step Yin-Yang realm, and the highest is at the mid-stage Yin-Yang realm." One of the martial artists, a man in red, released his perception and withdrew it after a while.
"Ning Yue, should we get rid of these people first?" The man in red asked.
Ning Yue thought for a moment and said, "We can't alert them. Let's wait here first. It's best if we can capture a Yin-Yang realm martial artist and force him to tell us where the Zhang Clan's forbidden ground is."
"The Zhang Clan has such a strong foundation. It's impossible that the strongest martial artist other than Zhang Shan is only at the mid-stage Yin-Yang realm!"
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