What happened in the Yunchuan Garden spread throughout the Yan Luo Kingdom almost overnight. The next day, men, women, and children were all talking about it in the streets and alleys.
At first, many people didn't believe it. They thought that someone must have deliberately fabricated false facts to create momentum. Even if it was true, it would definitely be exaggerated.
However, after all, it happened in Yunchuan Garden. Last night, many people were there. After everyone asked for confirmation, they knew that it was not a fabricated fact. They did not add fuel to the fire, nor did they exaggerate.
It was really as the rumors said. The person who pretended to be the King had a mysterious power that could shock heaven and earth and make ghosts and gods cry. He could stir the space with a raise of his hand and kill Lu Tianze, Qiao Yu, and other Heavenly Prides of the Creation Realm with a snap of his fingers. Not only did he take away Zhou Ting's Little Mandate of Heaven, but he also shocked the Flying Feather Cloud, who had the Human Dao edict, into bleeding from his seven orifices and injured thousands of people present.
After confirming the authenticity of the matter, no one could believe such a shocking thing.
At the same time, they couldn't help but wonder, who was the person who pretended to be the King? How could he be so powerful?
Was he really an expert found by the Lord Black Buddha to deliberately pretend to be the King to deter others?
Or was there another reason?
No one knew.
No one knew. Everyone was talking about it.
What was even more strange was that after the incident at the Yunchuan Garden, no matter if it was the four great clans or the seven great sects, or even the Yan Luo Immortal Mansion or Zhou Taihe's Scarlet character, none of them made any movements. They only sent people to the Yunchuan Garden and then returned. No one made a big fuss to find the Scarlet Firmament King who had left.
Some people said that the four great families and the seven great sects must be afraid.
They were afraid that the King was not a fake, but the real King.
After all, it was rumored that the Blood Fiend Dragon Elephant was in awe of the King, and everyone thought that only the real King could make the Blood Fiend Dragon Elephant be in awe.
Some people also said that it didn't matter whether the King was real or not. Even if it was a fake, the four great families and the seven great sects didn't dare to make a big fuss.
Why?
I don't know why.
The man who pretended to be the King let out a mighty roar, injuring and knocking out tens of thousands of people. Among them, there were many Earth Immortals of Perfection, Spirit Prime, and Chaoyuan. Even the famous Purple Cloud Immortal of Yan Luo Immortal Mansion, Qimu, could not even stand in front of him.
After all, Qi Mu was an Earth Immortal at the Origin Returning Realm and possessed the Violet Cloud Protection bestowed upon him by Sengoku. Moreover, he was an existence that was said to have one foot in the door of immortality. In order to survive, he had even knelt and begged for mercy. Under such circumstances, how could the four great clans and seven great sects dare to act rashly?
So what if he went?
So what if they found the imposter of the King?
Wasn't that the same as courting death?
That's right.
Courting death.
What happened last night was still vivid in the minds of the people present. They all clearly remembered how cruel the imposter of the King was. When he attacked, his methods were thunderous, and when he killed people, he was even more cold-blooded and merciless. He even dared to kill Zhou Ting's Little Destiny, and even dared to kill a Sengoku Viscount like Bi Qiao. He even dared to touch Wang Feiyu, who had the noble status of Duke Yun. What else did he not dare to do?
In this world, there were countless people who pretended to be King Chixiao. Among them, there were also those who had great magical powers and terrifying strength. However, those who pretended to be the King were mostly elusive. Not only did they rarely show their faces, but they also rarely acted in public. It could be said that there were almost none of them.
Take the former self-proclaimed King of the Yan Luo Kingdom for example. It had been almost a few decades since then, let alone seeing him act, so far, there were very few people who had seen the King before.
This King, on the other hand, had crippled a Sengoku Viscount the first time he appeared at the Exquisite Mountain Villa. He also played with the Great Sunlight Dharma Form in public, openly blaspheming the dignity of Sengoku.
The second time he appeared, he went on a killing spree at the Mountain River Branch, killing nearly a hundred people from the Mingyu Branch. Tan Tong and more than a dozen Chi Xiao people were still struggling at death's door.
The third time he appeared, it was even worse. After the Yan Luo Kingdom's Destiny descended, the Heavenly prides of the Creation Realm were either dead, injured, or crippled. The Dharma Form of the elders of the four major families and seven major sects was also shaken by his mighty roar. It would take three to five years for them to recover.
On this day.
Thái Tông, in the main hall.
Sect Master Cang Kong.
The four Deputy Sect Masters headed by Cangyun.
All the Elders of the Tai Chi Sect, including the Supervisors, Managers, and Deacons, were gathered in the Great Hall.
As the temple fair approached, the Elders of the Thái Tông were originally preparing for the temple fair. After learning about the incident at Yunchuan Garden, they all put down what they were doing immediately.
It was not a rare thing for any sect to have disciples injured. After all, there were so many disciples, and there were always a few who were young and aggressive. If they lost a fight, it would not be surprising even if they were seriously injured.
However.
This time was different.
Li Juncai was the direct disciple of the Thái Tông. In order to cultivate him, the Thái Tông had spent a lot of effort. Now, not only was he seriously injured, but his Primordial Spirit and Dharma Form were also in a mess. It was unknown whether he could continue to cultivate in the future.
The most important thing was that Li Juncai's awakened White Flame Treasured Body was also crippled.
In other words, even if Li Juncai recovered from his injuries, he would not have such a tyrannical creation as the White Flame Treasured Body in the future.
There might be many Heavenly prides in the world who had a Treasured Body, but very few could awaken it.
For example, the Thái Tông, which was known as the number one sect in the Yan Luo Kingdom, had dozens of disciples who had a Treasured Body, but only two had awakened it. Li Juncai was one of them.
In order to awaken Li Juncai's White Flame Treasured Body, the Thái Tông had consumed a lot of precious resources over the years.
Now, it was crippled.
All the painstaking efforts and resources had gone down the drain.
Everyone in the Thái Tông was furious.
Especially the Vice Sect Leader, Cangyun. He was Li Juncai's master, and only Li Juncai was such a proud disciple. Usually, he was closer to Li Juncai than his own son. He knew better than anyone else how much effort and resources had been spent in order to awaken Li Juncai's Treasured Body. Furthermore, he had high hopes for Li Juncai, and he was counting on Li Juncai to consolidate his position in the Thái Tông.
Although Cangyun was the Vice Sect Leader of the Thái Tông, he was not satisfied with it.
Back then, he was the direct disciple of the Thái Tông's old Sect Leader. It could be said that he had a promising future. Everyone was optimistic about him, and they also thought that he would take over the position of the next Sect Leader of the Thái Tông.
However, fate made a fool of him.
A few hundred years ago, he was beaten half to death by King Chixiao at the temple fair. Not only was his cultivation wasted, but his reputation also plummeted. His position in the Thái Tông was also not as good as before.
In the following years, as King Chixiao's fame and strength grew, his reputation became worse and worse. He even dared to hide in the sect, and did not dare to leave the Thái Tông for two or three hundred years.
(End of chapter)
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