Thwish! The moment it locked onto Wang Chong, the Eagle's blood-red eyes flickered. With a flap of its steely wings, it stirred up a gust of wind and shot off like a shooting star toward the green mountains in the east.
About tens of miles later, that weird-looking eagle with blood-red eyes swooped down from the sky and quickly landed on an outstretched arm under a huge ginkgo tree.
"Haha, my little darling has found its target!"
Under the ginkgo tree, a black-clothed man laughed strangely. He gently retracted his arm, and the other hand stroked the back of the eagle, looking into the eyes of this blood-red eagle.
Hiss!
A moment later, the man in black took in a deep breath, and a blood-red mist began to waft out of the Eagle's body. This blood-red mist writhed and danced as if it had a life of its own. It quickly transformed into two streams of mist that entered the man in black's eyes. As the two wisps of mist surged in, a blood-red image quickly appeared in the black-clothed man's mind in the next moment.
Almost all of these images were what the Eagle had seen before, but they were all covered in a layer of blood-red.
"Blood Eye! How is it? Where is the target? "
Nearby, the three bamboo hat men spoke in a cold and aloof voice from behind them. The bamboo hats on their heads were slightly tilted, covering most of their faces. Then, they wrapped their bodies with cloaks behind them. They were like bats that had landed on the ground. They were strange, mysterious, and at the same time, it was impossible to see their faces clearly.
"Haha, I've already seen him. He's on a mountain twenty-five li to the east. That mountain is covered in banners, so there's no mistaking him. Moreover … it seems like our King of Foreign Lands has found quite a few allies!"
At the end of his sentence, the black-clothed man cackled. After pursuing him for so many days and killing many of his own people, in the end, they still couldn't escape his discerning eyes and were exposed.
"Allies?"
A bamboo hat man beneath the ginkgo tree raised his head and glanced at Blood Eye in surprise.
"Mm!"
Blood Eye nodded seriously.
"The flag on their mountain peak has the words' Zhengqi League 'written on it. They should be a sect from the Central Plains, and it seems like they have quite a few experts."
Xue Tong said.
"Clown! Ignore them. If they dare to oppose us, kill them all! "
His voice was as cold as a demon god from the Nine Hells.
The other two bamboo hat men nodded in agreement. As the gods of this world, no matter how powerful the forces of the secular world were, they were nothing more than ants in their eyes, not worthy of their attention.
At most, the Zhengqi League was just a slightly bigger ant.
"Get ready. We'll attack at midnight and kill them all!"
One of them spoke with a bamboo hat, and he directly decided the entire operation.
… …
Meanwhile, at the Zhengqi League base twenty-some li away, Wang Chong was seated cross-legged on a boulder, looking down at the mountain. The traces of battle during the day had all been swept away, and from where Wang Chong stood, the surroundings were clean as if nothing had happened at all.
Wang Chong slowly looked around and saw the disciples of the Zhengqi League either meditating or resting, their expressions extremely calm.
The fierce battle during the day was like a daily occurrence to them, and they couldn't even see the slightest ripple in Wang Chong's eyes.
"There are many grudges between people in sects. Even the fiercest battle is nothing to them."
As Wang Chong continued to look down, he saw at least five powerful Righteous Alliance Elders seated cross-legged at the base of the mountain, each of them exuding storm-like auras as if they were standing guard in every direction.
Each of these elders of the Zhengqi League had reached the peak of the Saint Martial realm, and some of them were even on the same level as Gao Xianzhi.
The five of them stood motionless at their respective positions. Although they said to the outside world that they had just experienced a major battle and that all of this was to guard against a possible night attack by the Black Yin Sect and Five Ancestor Alliance, Wang Chong sensed that the Righteous Alliance was secretly targeting him. These five elders stood guard at five different positions, forming a cage around him.
No matter where he went, he would not be able to escape the eyes of these five.
"Miss Song, during the day, I heard from your father that Alliance Lord Song and the Zhengqi League are apparently pursuing the Evil Emperor, and your senior brother Ji Andu seems to be related to the Evil Emperor. Just what is going on here?"
Drawing back his gaze, Wang Chong turned to Song Youran. The only person Wang Chong knew on the mountain was Song Youran, so the head of the Zhengqi League, Song Yuanyi, had simply given him to Song Youran to receive.
"Does Young Master Qingyang not know?"
A hint of surprise appeared in Song Youran's eyes.
"Heh, you know that I didn't pay much attention to these things in the past."
Wang Chong found an excuse to cover up the matter. Fortunately, Song Youran did not pursue the matter.
"So that's how it is."
As Song Youran spoke, she quickly began to explain.
"Around two years ago, before the Zhengqi League was established, there was a supreme expert of the martial arts world called Zhang Wenfu. He was known as the number one of the evil path, and the people of the martial arts world called him the Demonic Emperor. He was extremely powerful and committed all sorts of evil deeds. He had already made a name for himself a long time ago, and through an evil art called the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art, he reached a level that many people find difficult to reach. From the moment he made a name for himself, he gathered many experts under his command and became a great demon of the martial arts world that everyone feared.
"He had a ruthless and ruthless personality, and he massacred almost everyone in the martial arts world. At the time, everyone paled at the mention of him, and very few people even dared to mention his name. Only my father never feared him!"
Song Youran's face was brimming with pride as she spoke of her father.
"But there's a saying that goes, 'Good and evil will be repaid.' It's not that retribution has not come, but that the time has not yet come. Zhang Wenfu's evil art can absorb the energy of others and turn them into desiccated corpses. This has engendered enormous resentment in the martial arts world, and although no one dared to oppose him for a very long time, in the end, he absorbed too many kinds of Stellar Energy and suffered a cultivation defect.
"At the start, he wanted to hide it, constantly trying to resolve it on his own, but in the end, his disciple discovered it, and the news leaked out. Because Zhang Wenfu had engendered public anger in the martial arts world, the righteous and evil sects worked together, and with the help of one of the Evil Emperor's disciples, they succeeded in heavily wounding the Evil Emperor and piercing his dantian, freeing the martial arts world from his reign of terror.
"That was the greatest event of the martial arts world at the time, and it completely altered the structure of the martial arts world. The Zhengqi League and the Five Ancestor Alliance only appeared after that. And the disciple of the Evil Emperor who participated in this matter was recruited by my father to join the Zhengqi League, my senior brother Ji Andu.
"My father said that he had already turned over a new leaf and that he should be given a chance, but I know that he has never changed. Ever since he entered the Zhengqi League, he has been doing everything he can to pursue me, and he even tried to get my father to agree to this marriage. His goal was to succeed my father's position and become the Alliance Master of the Zhengqi League. I've already refused him many times. Although his heart isn't righteous, my father and the elders have always said that a flaw cannot obscure a jade. He made great contributions back then, but no one expected that in the end, the Evil Emperor would still be alive. Thus, today's events occurred. "
As she spoke of her marriage, Song Youran's fair face appeared a little sad and desolate.
Wang Chong said nothing, a pensive look in his eyes.
"Relax. No matter what he wants to do, he won't be able to succeed!"
Wang Chong suddenly said with a smile.
"Ah?!"
Song Youran was stunned, and she immediately raised her head to look at Wang Chong, a hint of confusion in her eyes.
"Heh, if I say it won't happen, it won't happen. You'll understand in the future."
Wang Chong faintly smiled, offering no explanation.
Song Youran was even more surprised. Although Young Master Qingyang had a great reputation, he was not very skilled in martial arts. Moreover, even if he were, he probably wouldn't be able to interfere in the affairs of the Zhengqi League. In the Zhengqi League, only one person could decide her fate: her father, Song Yuanyi.
"Young Master …"
Song Youran was just about to ask more questions when she heard footsteps behind her, and soon, a voice rang out in her ear.
"Young Lady, Alliance Lord wishes to speak with you. You must go now."
A Righteous Alliance disciple had appeared in the rear at some point.
"Ah? I'll be right there. "
Startled, Song Youran quickly stood up.
"Young Master, I'll go first. If anything happens, inform me at any time."
With these words, Song Youran quickly left.
The surroundings quickly fell silent, and Wang Chong turned his head and continued to look down the mountain.
"Young Master Qingyang is truly in a good mood!"
After some time, a gloomy voice came from behind him, accompanied by the rustling of footsteps. A figure began to approach Wang Chong.
"Heh, Senior Brother Ji truly has put a lot of thought into this. In order to meet with me alone, you even came up with this method of moving Miss Song away."
Wang Chong faintly smiled, not even turning his head.
Bzzz! The footsteps came to a halt, and Ji Andu narrowed his eyes as he stared at Wang Chong's back, the dangerous light of a viper in his eyes.
"Hmph, you're quite bold to dare pretend to be Young Master Qingyang in front of so many people!"
A moment later, Ji Andu coldly snorted as he stared at Wang Chong and uttered these bone-chilling words.
"Buzz!"
For a moment, time seemed to stop. Wang Chong's face was expressionless, but his heart was shaken. In the end, Wang Chong had been unable to hide this from his senior brother.
The atmosphere instantly became tense.
"Haha, what is Lord Protector saying?"
Wang Chong faintly smiled, his face unperturbed.
"Ha! Everyone in the sect knows that Young Master Qingyang's martial arts are lacking, so his guard's superb martial arts were all taught by Young Master Qingyang. The two of them are inseparable, and Meng is inseparable. I've never heard of Young Master Qingyang moving alone, and I've never heard of him having a guard with him. Junior Sister believed you with just a few words, but do you think that all of us are blind? "
Ji Andu approached Wang Chong and examined Wang Chong with sinister eyes.
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