Zhu Getao
When the nearby cultivators saw this, they gasped in their hearts. A cultivator from the White Bones Villa was beheaded just like that?
To them, Creators were already legendary existences. If it wasn't for Ning Beixuan being wanted and the Joyful Demon Sect bringing a large number of people to seal off the entire Mystic True Celestial Realm, they might not have seen a single Creator in their lives. Now, there were a few Creators being slaughtered like pigs and dogs in front of them. It was truly unbelievable, but it also indirectly made them understand that the Creator Realm was just like them, there were also clear differences in strength. At that moment, the mysterious aura of the Creator Realm dissipated a lot.
"So, even the Creator can die …"
A cultivator sighed.
"Where did those two come from? It seems like they don't even care about the Joyous Demon Sect?"
"They must have a powerful background. Haha, I just said something to them."
Everyone looked enviously at the triumphant cultivator.
…
Wang family ancestral city.
Several years ago, the streets of the ancestral city were very lively with people coming and going. Every day, countless cultivators would come and go.
But ever since the Joyous Demon Sect appeared on the streets of the Wang Ancestral City, the number of cultivators in the city decreased day by day. In the beginning, they could still leave the city, but in the end, the gates were taken over by the Joyous Demon Sect. Those who wanted to leave had to pay a large sum of cultivation resources.
But normal cultivators wouldn't want to enter the Wang Family's Ancestral City at this time. Wouldn't that be asking for trouble? Therefore, there hadn't been any cultivators entering the Wang Family's Ancestral City for a long time. Those who were still in the Ancestral City were basically hiding in their cave residences and rarely went out on the streets. As for the disciples of the Wang Family, ever since seven or eight of their geniuses were killed by the Joyful Demon Sect using various reasons, they had holed up in the Wang Family and didn't dare to take a step out.
On this day, the disciples of the Wang Family secretly looked at a group of cultivators heading to the Wang Family's guest hall with anger, fear, and coldness.
The group of cultivators wore red robes with the same insignia on their sleeves. There were a total of thirteen of them. The aura from each of them made the Wang Clan's disciples palpitate, especially the leader. They had personally seen this person fight with Pill Emperor Pu Ti and both of them seemed to have a winner and a loser. If it wasn't for Pill Emperor Pu Ti and the others who happened to arrive that day, the Wang Clan would have been wiped out by this person.
Soon, the group of cultivators flew to the Wang Family's reception hall. Many peak elders of the Wang Family were standing at the entrance, including Wang Hai. Because of Ning Qi and Wang Xue, the Joyous Demon Sect's cultivators immediately went to find Wang Hai when they arrived at the Wang Family's ancestral city. They almost killed all the disciples of Wang Hai's branch. Because of Pill Emperor Bodhi, they escaped from the calamity. Therefore, Wang Hai hated the Joyous Demon Sect's cultivators to the bone.
Everyone knew that the grudge between the Wang Family and the Joyous Demon Sect wouldn't be resolved so easily. The Wang Family wanted to annihilate the Wang Family, so the Wang Family didn't pretend to be polite to the Joyous Demon Sect.
"Hehe."
The leader of the Joyous Demon Sect was called Zhu Getao, one of the four great elders of the Joyous Demon Sect. In terms of battle strength, he could only be ranked last. Above him was Ma Xinglong, followed by Han Jiang who went to the Realm of Death, and another Eight Tribulation Creator.
Zhu Getao sneered. He didn't even look at the elders of the Wang Family and directly led a group of arrogant subordinates into the guest hall.
Inside the guest hall, a few peak elders with the highest status in the Wang Family sat on both sides, including Wang Yan, Wang Zhong, and the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall, Wang Tong. On the main seat sat an old man with white hair and beard. Behind the old man stood Ye Wanqing, Li Taiyan, Shen Bai, Gongsun Ziyun, and Wu Dong. The five of them stared at Zhu Getao with a trace of coldness.
"Zhu Ge Tao, why have you come here today?"
Pill Monarch Pu Ti said calmly.
"Pill Monarch Pu Ti, the Exalted Demon has given you too much time, and Ning Beixuan still hasn't shown himself. How can that be?"
Zhu Getao said with a faint smile.
"So?"
Pill Monarch Pu Ti said calmly.
"So, the Exalted Demon has given you face and asked the Wang Family to hand over a hundred direct disciples, and we will kill them on the spot. He hopes that this news will make Ning Beixuan stop hiding in his shell. What do you think, Pill Monarch Pu Ti?"
Zhu Getao said with a smile.
The Wang Family members in the hall heard this and their expressions changed. They looked at Zhu Getao angrily.
Pill Monarch Pu Ti frowned. "What if they don't?"
"Then... Let's start an all-out war. You Alchemist are not good at fighting, and now you're the only Dan Emperor here. Adding on the few disciples behind you and the trash from the Wang Family, half a day's time is enough to kill all of you three times, leaving no one alive."
Zhu Getao smiled.
… …
"Yo, there are cultivators who want to enter the Wang Family's Ancestral City?"
"They can't be so ill-informed, can they? Haha. "
At the city gate, two outer disciples of the Joyful Demon Sect looked at the two figures walking towards them mockingly. They had been extremely bored during this period of time, and now that they finally had some fun, they naturally wouldn't let it go.
"You two want to enter the Wang Family's Ancestral City?"
The two looked at Ning Qi and Hu Chengzi with a smile.
"Yes."
Ning Qi smiled and nodded.
"It's not easy to enter the Wang Family's Ancestral City now. If you have any elixirs, take them out and let us have a look. Since we're in a good mood today, we might let you in."
The two smiled.
"This is the only valuable thing I have."
Ning Qi took out the Dragon Slayer Saber. The two scanned it with their spiritual will, and their eyes were filled with mockery. "Ordinary weapon? Are you messing with us? "
"This saber isn't an ordinary saber. Those who died in its hands are all extremely famous. Perhaps you've heard of them before."
Ning Qi said with a faint smile.
The two looked at each other suspiciously. They took a step forward and snatched the Dragon Slayer Saber from Ning Qi's hands. Then, they looked at it carefully, but they still couldn't find anything special about it. One of them asked casually, "What famous existences have died under this broken saber?
For example, the Joyful Demon Sect's Hanjian. You should know about him, right? "
Ning Qi smiled.
"Great Elder Hanjian?"
Hearing this, the two of them were slightly startled and looked at Ning Qi with shock and anger. "Who are you? How dare you make fun of the Joyful Demon Sect? "
"Me? Ning Beixuan, haven't you been looking for me? "
Ning Qi chuckled.
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