Are you guys dogs or humans?
"Junior Brother, did you swallow some rare heavenly treasure that only appears once in a million years? Otherwise, how could your cultivation reach such a level? Today, can Senior Brother withstand a punch from you?"
Alchemy Monarch Bodhi sighed.
"Senior Brother, would you believe me if I said I swallowed an Immortal?"
Ning Qi joked.
Pill Emperor Pu Ti and Sovereign She Le revealed a look of contemplation. With Ning Qi's current performance, they had no choice but to believe whatever he said. If he didn't devour an immortal, how could Ning Qi's combat power be so terrifying? Although She Le Supreme Python had never revealed this thought, he had been guessing the limits of Ning Qi's battle prowess from time to time. With the cultivation of a Seven Tribulation Creator, he already had the battle prowess to kill a Nine Tribulation Creator. If he broke through to the Nine Tribulation Creator in the future, what kind of power would he have?
Otherwise, Musical Serpent Venerable She wouldn't have followed Ning Qi to the Wang Family's Ancestral City so easily. Ever since she had discovered this from the beginning, coupled with the threat of Yuan Venerate Heavenly Gu, Musical Serpent Venerable She had thought of forming an alliance with Ning Qi.
"You guys really believe it?"
Ning Qi pouted.
"How else can you explain it?"
Alchemy Monarch Bodhi narrowed his eyes.
"Just think of it as me swallowing an Immortal. But Senior Brother, I really have to thank you this time."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Kid, you knew I would come to the Wang Family. Everything was within your calculations, right?"
Alchemy Monarch Bodhi rolled his eyes.
"How would I dare to scheme against you?"
Ning Qi chuckled.
"Patriarch Bei Xuan, are we really going to war with the Joyous Demon Sect?"
Wang Zhong asked excitedly.
"Are you kidding me? But your cultivation is too weak. Don't court death. When the cultivators of the Joyous Demon Sect arrive, remember to find someone you can beat. "
Ning Qi smiled.
Wang Zhong's nickname was Dragon Slayer Vajra. This nickname was not given for nothing. Although he was very respectful towards Ning Qi, in the eyes of cultivators from the outside world, Wang Zhong was an existence with an extremely murderous heart.
Then, Ning Qi divided half of the Wang Family's ancestral city as a resting place for the Blood Puppet Race. Venerable Python was very satisfied with this, as she could see Ning Qi's sincerity.
…
The cultivators of the Blood Abyssal Tribe were very straightforward. Not only did they wipe out the cultivators of the Joyous Demon Sect hiding in the Ancestral City of the Wang Clan, they also swept through the entire Arcane True Immortal Realm and even the Azure Dragon Mainland. It took them half a month to wipe out the Joyous Demon Sect and their affiliated sects. Only a few lucky ones managed to escape back to the Central Continent.
When the cultivators of the Mystic True Immortal Realm saw the Masters of Creation being slain one by one, they were shocked and frantically tried to find out what had happened. Not long after, the news that Ning Qi had returned to the Mystic True Immortal Realm was spread across the entire Azure Dragon Continent like a plague. At that moment, they finally realized that the experts that had suddenly appeared must have been brought back by Ning Qi.
The streets of the Wang Clan's ancestral city were bustling with people. Occasionally, they would see a cultivator of the Blood Abyssal Tribe walking by, and the other cultivators would greet them respectfully. They knew that many of the cultivators of the Joyous Demon Sect had died in the hands of these cultivators that Ning Qi had brought back.
At the gates of the Wang Family, Lie Kong and Venerate Blackwater, whom the Wang Family disciples had purposely hidden earlier, were led out once more. As gatekeepers, they squatted on either side of the gates. The two's eyes were no longer very clear-headed, covered in a faint layer of blood. This was the aftereffect of enduring humiliation for many years.
"Eh? These two things are a little interesting. "
A travel-worn couple stood at the Wang Clan's main gate. The man was a little fat, and the woman was graceful. At this moment, the fat man was staring at Lie Kong and Venerable Blackwater with interest.
"Are you dogs or humans? Do you know how to talk? "
The fat man said as he touched Lie Kong's head.
"Roar!"
Lie Kong let out a roar and bared his teeth at the fat man. The dog fur on his body stood up, and he looked quite impressive at first glance.
"You dare yell at me?"
The fat man jumped in fright. Then, he slapped Lie Kong on the head. Lie Kong was immediately knocked to the ground, his head bleeding. Alchemist Blackwater, who was about to roar a few more times, immediately hid in a corner with a whimper.
"Alright, stop playing. These two monsters might be raised by the sect master. If you kill them, won't the sect master beat you to death?"
The woman smiled.
"What are those two gatekeepers arguing about?"
The main gate slowly opened, and a Wang Clan disciple walked out. Seeing Lie Kong's miserable state, he immediately looked at the couple warily. "Who are you? Are you cultivators of the Joyous Demon Sect? "
"Little brother, you misunderstand. We are not cultivators of the Joyous Demon Sect. We are from the War God Hall. The sect master is here, right? Hurry up and inform him that I, Duan Yingjun, have come! "
The fat man said with a grin.
Duan Yingjun?
The Wang Clan disciple had never heard of this name, nor had he heard of the War God Hall. He immediately frowned and said, "Go, go, go. This is the Wang Clan's mansion. There is no War God Hall. If you don't leave, I will kill you directly!"
"Who said that? I clearly sensed that the sect master is here. Are you purposely making things difficult for me? Be careful, or I will kill you with one slap. With your small body, I can kill 10,000 of you with one slap. "
Duan Yingjun said angrily.
A faint trace of Creator aura leaked out. Seeing this, the Wang Clan disciple's eyes flashed with a trace of fear and he slammed the main gate shut.
"Can't you speak properly?"
Duan Feifei looked at Duan Yingjun with a bitter smile.
"I've already spoken to you nicely."
Duan Yingjun only felt that he was wronged.
"Haha, you call this being nice?"
A loud laugh came from behind them. The two turned around and were instantly overjoyed.
"Hall Master Dongfang, Elder Meng, Elder Li, you're all here?"
Behind the two stood a large group of cultivators with different auras. Half of them were at the Creation Realm, while the rest were at the early-stage to the peak of the Transcendence Realm.
Dongfang Haojie, Li Mingye, Meng Qingling, Li Mochou, Ning Qi's disciples, and the daughters of Dongfang Haojie and Dongfang Yuluo were all here. There were hundreds of people!
Hundreds of people gathered together was really eye-catching. Many nearby cultivators focused their attention on them and secretly guessed the origins of Dongfang Haojie and the others.
"Could it be that the Joyous Demon Sect is here to seek revenge?"
"It's possible. It seems that there will be another fierce battle today. Should we go out of the city and hide first?"
"Of course! Let's go together! "
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