All of a sudden, a cloud boat belonging to the Zhongzhou School landed toward the west of Zhaoge City along with the strong wind. What landed first was a mass of powerful fog, destroying many houses in an instant. The Plum Platform and the Chess Board Mountain were there. Though there were not many residential houses at the foot of the mountain, those who didn't evacuate in time would have been killed on the spot.
The expression on Bu Qiuxiao's face changed slightly. He waved his hand to release the Dragon-Tail Inkstone and aimed it at the cloud boat from a distance of ten miles.
A powerful and clean shapeless force grew between the Dragon-Tail Inkstone and the cloud boat.
If the cloud boat didn't stop moving, the Dragon-Tail Inkstone would launch an attack at any moment!
"We have a deal. Today's battle will only take place in the royal palace!"
Bu Qiuxiao said this while looking at Bai Zhenren on the Yintian Gate.
Bai Zhenren said calmly, "Taiping is over there."
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The manor of the minister of the Ministry of Rites was indeed not far from the Chess Board Mountain.
Lying on the bed, Yin San was eating a box of preserved fruits in his hand; it seemed that he was enjoying the fruits.
Leaning against the window, Qing 'er looked in the direction of the royal palace with a worried frown.
A gust of wind suddenly rose in the garden, making the windows make a "pah" sound. Soon after, a huge shadow loomed over the manor of the minister.
Looking at the cloud boat in the sky, Yin San felt surprised, saying, "The Zhongzhou School is much stronger than before. How did they find me so quickly?"
Since Qing 'er was not the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect, she exposed him directly, "If you didn't release the news on purpose, how could they find me so quickly?"
The Curtain Rollers and Bulao Lin had done many things in Zhaoge City last night. The Zhongzhou School didn't have enough time to react, but they still found many clues based on their many years of experience. Many of the clues pointed to the manor of the minister of the Ministry of Rites.
"The Sect Master and Bai Zhenren are not on the cloud boat." The Green Girl shot a glance at the sky. She still had the habit of addressing Yin San as before. She turned her head around and said to Yin San in a mocking tone, "It's Yue Qianmen. Do you feel despised?"
Yin San smiled and said, "They are all very calm."
If it were any other time, the Immortal Tan and Bai Zhenren would definitely come to pursue him in person once they learned of his whereabouts, in order to prevent him from escaping.
However, such a thing did not happen today.
The name Taiping Zhenren sounded scary, but in fact, its combat power was limited. If Zhongzhou School really sent a top fighter over, the palace would be weakened.
This was Yin San's plan, but he didn't expect that Zhongzhou School would see through it.
Even if Immortal Tan and Immortal Bai didn't come here in person, Yue Qianmen was a powerful cultivator in the Lianxu Realm. With the help of the Cloud Boat, Yin San couldn't deal with him.
He reluctantly put down the box of preserved fruits, clasped his hands behind his back, and left the Minister's Mansion.
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The Cloud Boat of Zhongzhou School was flying at a high speed in the air one hundred feet above the ground. Even though the wind was diverted by the formation, the huge boat still whipped up a terrifying gust of wind. Wherever the wind passed, the houses and courtyards collapsed, and the sand and pebbles flew in all directions. It was a terrifying scene.
The truly terrifying thing was the fog released from the bow of the Cloud Boat. The invisible circular air waves were hidden in the fog, and the hard pavement was riddled with holes as deep as one hundred feet.
The residents of Zhaoge City who hadn't evacuated yet had no time to react. They died under the collapsed beams or were turned into green smoke by the fog.
Standing at the bow of the boat, Yue Qianmen looked at the scene on the ground. He didn't show any sympathy on his face, but the expression in his eyes was extremely cold. It was not a big deal to injure mortals by accident, but the youth in red clothing in the ruins had such a peculiar movement that the Magic Lock of the Cloud Boat couldn't lock him. And the Blue Bird following him … was it that person?
"You did it on purpose, didn't you?"
Looking at the ruined streets and alleys behind her, Qing 'er showed anger in her eyes. She flew to Yin San's shoulder and landed on it, yelling at his ear.
"Why are you so angry?"
Yin San felt a bit itchy. He tapped on a lotus flower with the tip of his foot and flew to an artificial hill one thousand feet away like a wisp of smoke, picking his ear with his hand.
Qing 'er pecked his finger forcefully, yelling, "So many people have been killed because of you!"
"The Emperor stayed one more night because he wanted the residents of Zhaoge City to evacuate. These people didn't want to leave for all sorts of inexplicable reasons; they were seeking death."
Looking at the Cloud Boat in the sky, Yin San smiled faintly. His body suddenly vanished and arrived under a large green tree one hundred feet away. He reached out his hand and caught the Blue Bird in front of him. "Remember, those people are not your own kind," he said while staring into her eyes.
Qing 'er felt a bit uneasy, asking, "What are you trying to say?"
Yin San said earnestly, "You're not a human being; at least you're not an immortal."
Qing 'er couldn't understand what this madman was thinking, yelling, "But you're an immortal!"
Regardless of whether he was a real human or Taiping Zhenren, he was still an immortal.
Yin San said nonchalantly, "I haven't been an immortal for a long time."
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"Even if Taiping Zhenren were in Zhaoge City, you people still couldn't do it. Too many innocent residents would be killed or wounded."
Looking in the direction of Yintian Gate, Bu Qiuxiao said sharply, "Otherwise, we would be no different from him."
The patch of cloud and fog didn't respond, but the Cloud Boat in Zhaoge City halted. It was unclear if it was the idea of Bai Zhenren or the Immortal Tan.
It could be seen clearly in the royal palace that dozens of swordsmen of the Zhongzhou School, led by Yue Qianmen, flew down from the Cloud Boat and resumed the pursuit; but they did it in a much quieter manner. If it were any other time, everybody's gazes would be fixed on that spot, because Taiping Zhenren was there; but they pulled back their gazes that day.
Leading Jing Xin, the Immortal Tan walked toward the grand hall step by step.
Hundreds of secret guards came out from the walls of the side rooms on both sides of the hall, pointing at the square with a nervous expression while holding the crossbows and all kinds of weapons.
In comparison to the vast square in front of the grand hall, the figure of the Immortal Tan looked very small; but nobody would think so.
The Great Formation of the royal palace could be activated at any moment, like when the commander of the northern divine army was killed; but it was meaningless for a swordsman of the Immortal Tan's state.
"You can all leave now," Jing Yao's voice rang out in the grand hall. Though it was trembling slightly, he was still calm.
It was evident that he didn't want those secret guards to die.
Hearing what the new emperor said, the secret guards fell silent for a while before they left after receiving the order. The square became empty again.
Jing Jiu knew that he hadn't misjudged the new emperor. He left the stone steps and walked to the square, ignoring those chancellors kneeling in front of the grand hall.
The Immortal Tan halted his steps.
The two of them stared at each other calmly from a distance of a mile.
The Immortal Tan said, "Now, we can talk about this world."
"Please," said Jing Jiu.
"I don't want Zhaoge City and this world to be destroyed because of us."
The Immortal Tan continued, "This is a conflict of wills between the two of us, so it should be settled by us."
"You're right," said Jing Jiu.
"You and I will each send out three people. The winner will decide the matter," the Immortal Tan continued, "The winner can continue the fight."
This was what he meant by fighting to the end.
This was the simplest way to settle the matter, but it was also too brutal. Even in the mortal world, only the gangs on the streets would do so.
However, the replacement of the emperor and the fight for the leadership of the orthodox Cultivation sects were essentially different from the fight for the right to collect protection fees from the vegetable stalls on the streets.
The Immortal Tan was indifferent to all this, and so was Jing Jiu.
He didn't mind fighting like the gangsters on the streets, but he had no intention of accepting his opponent's proposal.
He had calculated it carefully before he left Aoyama. Even if he employed that move, he would only have a ninety percent chance of killing the Immortal Tan. What about the remaining ten percent?
The most troublesome part was that if he employed that move, he wouldn't be able to fight again. What about the remaining two fights?
The Dead Dog wouldn't leave the Sword Jail.
The Snow Girl was too ashamed to meet anybody.
Yuan Qijing was old.
She was still sleeping.
She would lose for sure.
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Hearing the proposal of the Immortal Tan, the Cultivation practitioners in the sky thought it was the best way to settle the matter. Only by fighting to the end could the world be spilled with blood. Yet, nobody thought that the proposal of the Immortal Tan was completely fair. It was because everybody could tell that the Aoyama Sect had no chance of winning.
The Immortal Tan and Bai Zhenren were the strongest swordsmen in Chaotian. Even the Sword Justice of Aoyama, Yuan Qijing, was slightly inferior to them, unless a Principal Guard of Aoyama participated in the fight. However, there was still a Unicorn on Cloud-Dream Mountain. Who could defeat the three strongest swordsmen in the Zhongzhou School in a row?
Not even the Church Master of the Bloody Demon Church could do it.
The only person who could do it was the sword light that had traveled heaven and earth a few years ago.
Thinking of that sword light, the Cultivation practitioners of various sects had a slightly different mood.
The departure of the Immortal Liu Ci had a great impact on the Aoyama Sect.
As expected, Jing Jiu didn't accept the proposal of the Immortal Tan, saying, "I don't accept it."
The Immortal Tan was not surprised, saying, "Please tell me what you have in mind, Immortal."
Everybody thought that Jing Jiu would request to increase the number of rounds or to change to another plan; they didn't expect his suggestion to be so unbelievable.
"I'm the Sect Master of Aoyama, and you're the Sect Master of Center Sect. We can do whatever we want; why should we ask others to do it? And it's really annoying to make so many things happen. "
Jing Jiu said, "I'll fight with you then."
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