"Alliance Lord!"
"Alliance Lord!"
"Alliance Lord!"
… …
The Righteous Alliance disciples quickly came back to their senses and excitedly cheered, their voices shaking the heavens and the earth. As they stared at the white figure on the summit, their eyes shone with fanaticism and worship. It was like the figure standing on the summit was not a person, but a god.
In a flash, Wang Chong's expression turned extremely grave. He sensed that this person was definitely a powerful foe of his master, The Evil Emperor.
"Father!"
At this moment, a beautiful figure brushed past Wang Chong and rushed toward the figure on the summit, throwing herself into the arms of the Zhengqi League Alliance Lord.
“！！！”
Wang Chong's body trembled at this sight, his mind in turmoil. From the moment Song Youran had commanded the Zhengqi League disciples, Wang Chong had been able to tell that Song Youran had an unusual status. But Wang Chong had never imagined that Song Youran would be the daughter of the Zhengqi League Lord, Song Yuanyi.
His master, The Evil Emperor, and the Zhengqi League Lord were mortal enemies, and Song Yuanyi might have played a part in the plot against his master. But Wang Chong had never imagined that he would casually save Song Yuanyi's daughter. A complicated look appeared in Wang Chong's eyes.
It's about time. I should quit while I'm ahead! This Zhengqi League Lord is no ordinary individual. Anyone who could plot against my master back then is definitely a scheming individual. My injuries haven't healed yet, so if I stay here, I'll most likely be exposed!
As these thoughts flitted through Wang Chong's mind, he quickly weighed the pros and cons and made up his mind. Taking advantage of the crowd, he began to retreat.
"Haha, Young Master Qingyang, just where are you planning to go?!"
Wang Chong had just taken a few steps back when a gloomy voice rang in his ear. A figure emitting a cold aura suddenly appeared in front of Wang Chong, blocking his path.
"Jitu!"
Wang Chong narrowed his eyes and instantly recognized the figure.
When the Black Yin Ancestor had descended and fought on the summit, Wang Chong had not seen Ji Andu, but now, he had appeared out of nowhere and blocked Wang Chong's path of retreat.
"Young Master Qingyang, you made great contributions in dealing with the Black Yin Ancestor, and now that the alliance lord has appeared, how can you leave now?"
Ji Andu's face was wreathed in smiles. He seemed to have good intentions, but his eyes were cold and devoid of emotion. As soon as he finished speaking, he looked around and at Song Youran on the summit.
"Everyone, this is the renowned Young Master Qingyang of the martial arts world! Junior Sister, Young Master Qingyang is about to leave. Aren't you going to stop him? "
Looking at Song Youran on the summit, he raised his voice a few octaves.
"Buzz!"
Wang Chong's heart chilled and he glanced at Ji Andu. But Wang Chong quickly calmed down. No matter what scheme Ji Andu had in mind, he had made the wrong move.
"Right, Father, that person is the illustrious Young Master Qingyang of the martial arts world. He got separated from his guard, and your daughter happened to run into him on the road and brought him here. If not for his help this time, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to resist. "
Ji Andu's reminder also caused Song Youran to look over. Now that her father had appeared and the situation was settled, she immediately thought of introducing this Young Master Qingyang to him. Young Master Qingyang was said to be a master of all martial arts, and countless factions wanted to pull him into their sects. This was also one of her selfish reasons for bringing Wang Chong to the summit.
"Oh?"
At Song Youran's reminder, Song Yuanyi turned around, his eyes as sharp as swords as they swiftly focused on Wang Chong. At this moment, Wang Chong felt like he had been thoroughly inspected.
"Alliance Lord Song, I pay my respects."
Since Wang Chong had already made up his mind, he decided to make his way to the summit. Since he was already here, Wang Chong stopped several paces in front of Song Yuanyi, his expression neither servile nor overbearing.
In a flash, Wang Chong became the center of attention, countless gazes focused on Wang Chong.
"Good Sir is Young Master Qingyang?"
At this moment, a voice came from the side. Several Zhengqi League Elders exuding storms of energy walked out of the crowd and examined Wang Chong, their eyes brimming with joy.
Young Master Qingyang's reputation in the martial arts world couldn't compare to martial arts titans like Zhengqi League Lord Song Yuanyi or Ouyang Changheng, but as the number one of the younger generation, Young Master Qingyang still received the attention of countless people.
Most importantly, Young Master Qingyang was far too mysterious. No one had ever seen him before.
"Young Master, many thanks for your assistance. This Song represents the entire Zhengqi League in thanking Young Master!"
Zhengqi League Lord Song Yuanyi finally spoke. His voice was indifferent and devoid of emotion.
"Right, the northwest is remote and uninhabited. Why has Young Master Qingyang come here? In addition, Young Master's guard has always been inseparable from Young Master. How did Young Master get separated from him? Our Zhengqi League has many disciples and is well-informed. Perhaps he can ask around for you. "
At the end, Song Yuanyi glanced at Wang Chong, his deep eyes seeming to contain a deeper meaning.
"Heh, this one happened to hear several martial artists discuss that a large number of people from the sects had appeared in the northwest, and that even the alliance lord had come. This one was curious and decided to come here to take a look. But there was a hiccup in the middle. My guard and I were ambushed, and the two of us were separated. Even now, I have no news of him. I presume that Ji Wu is somewhere recuperating. Once he is healed, he will naturally come to find me. Ji Wu is a powerful martial artist with a deep foundation, so there shouldn't be too much of a problem. Many thanks for Alliance Lord's concern. "
Wang Chong faintly smiled and cheerfully spoke. As he spoke, he bowed back, his expression and demeanor inspiring admiration.
"Father, Young Master Qingyang is truly an astonishing talent. Although his martial arts aren't very high, with just a few words of advice, he was able to command the disciples of our Zhengqi League to cooperate and kill the Black Yin Sect's Black General Impermanence. In addition, it was his timely assistance that allowed your daughter to escape from Wei Changting! "
Song Youran immediately sensed something and hurriedly spoke, speaking up for Wang Chong.
"Oh?"
Song Youran's last words caused a ripple in Song Yuanyi's eyes, and his expression suddenly softened.
Young Master Qingyang had helped the Zhengqi League so much that Song Youran did not want him to feel awkward.
"This being the case, this Song has to thank Young Master even more. Meeting Young Master is rare. Why don't you stay in our Zhengqi League for a few days?"
Song Yuanyi turned around and said.
"Elder Ouyang, take a Limitless Token of our Zhengqi League and give it to Young Master Qingyang. Young Master Qingyang, with this token, whether you are in the northwest or anywhere else, you can mobilize the experts of our Zhengqi League at will. This way, you will be even safer. "
The eyes of all the disciples of the Zhengqi League, including Ouyang Changheng, brightened at these words. Young Master Qingyang's unique insight and profound understanding of the martial path had made him a target for all sides. But his meridians were damaged, so treasures and secret martial arts manuals had no appeal to him. The alliance lord's gift of a Limitless Token could both make up for his flaws and repay his favor, and it could also draw him into the fold, allowing the Zhengqi League to gain a guest expert. This was an extremely ingenious move.
"Since this is the case, this one will respectfully accept."
Wang Chong faintly smiled and clasped his hands as he took the Limitless Token, a token of extremely high status in the Zhengqi League. The token felt heavy in his hand, and Wang Chong lowered his head to glance at it. One side of the token was engraved with the image of an immortal crane riding a cloud while the other side was engraved with the word 'Limitless', exuding a powerful aura.
"Don't just stay here. Hurry and clean up the mountain!"
Now that the matter was resolved and Wang Chong had accepted the Zhengqi League token, Ouyang Changheng finally stepped forward. With a wave of his sleeve, the crowd dispersed.
The entire mountain range was filled with signs of destruction. Broken banners, toppled corpses, pools of blood, and mottled swords covered the mountain. All of this required time to clean up.
Although the Zhengqi League had suffered a significant loss, the corpses on the mountain indicated that the Black Yin Sect had also suffered grievous losses, especially when Song Yuanyi had killed quite a few of their experts.
"Right, Father, did you find anything on this trip? Did you find the Demonic Emperor and the Origin Immortal Mountain? "
Song Youran suddenly spoke, her words immediately drawing everyone's attention and causing them to turn to look at her.
Wang Chong's heart thumped as he also turned to look. His master, the Evil Emperor, was an enemy of Song Yuanyi. His master had not returned for so long, and Song Yuanyi had left at just the right time, so Wang Chong couldn't help but worry.
What he was most worried about was his master's whereabouts.
Song Yuanyi said nothing, but a pensive look appeared in his eyes.
"The matter of the Origin Immortal Mountain doesn't exist. Whether it's really here is still up for debate. Moreover, this immortal mountain appeared far too easily. It's probably not as simple as we imagine."
Song Yuanyi indifferently said.
"Then what about Demonic Emperor Zhang Wenfu? Is there any news of him?"
The Zhengqi League Elder Ouyang Changheng suddenly asked, a hint of anticipation in his eyes. Demonic Emperor Zhang Wenfu was infamous and had committed all sorts of evil deeds. He had stirred up countless storms of blood in the martial arts world, and the majority of the Zhengqi League had come for him.
"We ran into him, but he managed to escape, and he even injured quite a few of us."
Before Song Yuanyi could speak, a muscular man more than two meters tall spoke up. There was a bloody wound on his cheek that stretched from his cheekbone to his temple. His flesh had been blown away, and even a hint of bone was visible. It seemed like he had been wounded not too long ago.
Sikong Yuanjia!
This was another elder of the Zhengqi League, and his status was even higher than Ouyang Changheng's.
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