The doors to the Luo clan's royal palace were already wide open. A Fey Demon with a large head walked out and scanned the people in the pavilions.
"Emperor Luo summons me." His voice was deep and heavy, as though it was thunder that resounded in one's ears.
Everyone hurriedly stood up.
Emperor Luo, the person with the highest authority in the Luo clan on the surface, rarely summoned others.
"Let's go." Prince Crimson Firmament stood up. He had the standards of the next Emperor Luo, so he took the lead to walk in front. Bai Yueqing, Princess White Fox and other prominent figures also walked to his left and right.
"Little Yun, let's go too." Luo Huo'er grunted coldly as she led Yi Yun to the front.
She was a princess, so naturally no one stopped her. And Yi Yun, who was walking beside her, was in the first row with the other royal grandsons and princesses.
Even Chu Yunjian was behind.
Yi Yun's figure was very eye-catching among the group of people.
"Yi Yun sure is calm." Luo Mo said with a wry smile.
Prince Crimson Firmament had insulted Yi Yun, but Yi Yun had no intention of avoiding the attack, nor was he afraid.
Prince Crimson Firmament enjoyed a high and mighty status. Many people were in awe and trepidation in front of him, but Yi Yun did not care.
The royal palace's grand hall was extremely grand. When the group of people walked in, it was as though they were standing in a boundless square.
The walls were thick and tall, and on the left and right were towering columns of clouds. They were so thick that it required seven to eight people to encircle them. The roof was also very wide, and the dome above was painted with exquisite murals of demons and gods.
The moment Yi Yun entered, he felt a terrifying aura coming from the cloud columns. When he looked up, he saw people sitting on the cloud columns.
These people were shrouded in clouds, so their faces could not be seen clearly.
Yi Yun looked up and sensed one of the people glancing down.
He immediately felt like he had been targeted by a primordial Ancient Fey.
This person just casually swept a glance at these disciples, looking down at them from above, causing these disciples to be as silent as cicadas in winter.
In front of him was a tall cloud platform. The gorgeous golden throne could accommodate dozens of people, and in the middle was an extremely tall figure dressed in a dragon robe.
"Greetings Father. Greetings Honorable Envoys."
Prince Crimson Firmament led the way and bowed. As juniors, they were not qualified to sit on the cloud pillars, so they sat on the golden lotus seats on the two sides of the hall.
There were probably a few thousand of these golden lotus seats. If this hall was filled with geniuses from all over the world, what kind of scene would it be?
"The last time an envoy from another faction came was when I was one year old." Luo Huo 'er transmitted her voice to Yi Yun.
Yi Yun's mouth twitched. Luo Huo 'er was clearly quite proud of this matter.
However, this also meant that Luo Huo 'er's talent was indeed outstanding. If not, there would not have been envoys who came to congratulate her. She would also not have such a personality and become Prince Crimson Firmament's competitor.
In the world of martial artists, absolute talent meant that it was more likely for one to achieve higher achievements, and strength was too important.
Everyone sat down. Many people were very reserved in such an occasion. Even Luo Huo 'er looked straight ahead.
The figure on the throne spoke. His voice was very dignified, and at the same time, there was a hint of lethargy in it.
"These young disciples are all here. Marquis Wuxiao, please continue what you just said," said Emperor Luo slowly.
His voice was not loud, but it made people feel like they had to listen.
"Yea." A hoarse male voice came from a gigantic pillar.
Yi Yun looked up and Marquis Wuxiao was sitting in front of him. In the mist was a red-dressed man with a pair of gigantic wings spread open on his back.
"I won't beat around the bush. All of you present, the disciples of the White Fox clan and the Luo clan have been undergoing trials for the past eighteen years. Those who are qualified to be here are those who have passed the trials. There are also elites from other factions who are rushing to the Luo clan royal capital. However, the disciples of my Cloud Trail Empire cannot come."
"They were about the same as all of you. However … they have all died in the trials! "When Marquis Wuxiao said this, his voice turned heavy.
The disciples in the hall were alarmed. The Cloud Trail Empire disciples that had died were geniuses who were participating in the trials, just like them. How did they die?
"It's the Fey Phantasm Sect!" Marquis Wuxiao's tone was filled with hatred. "They intercepted our spirit cruiser while our disciples were returning. All the genius disciples were taken away by the Fey Phantasm Sect. They ended up in an extremely tragic state!"
Fey Phantasm Sect!
Yi Yun's heart stirred. Wasn't that the sect that nearly destroyed the Luo clan?
Back when they fought the Luo clan, the Luo clan had a gap in their geniuses. Furthermore, Yi Yun knew that the Fey Phantasm Sect had waged war with several factions back then.
Yi Yun did not know the goal of the Fey Phantasm Sect waging war. Was it just to plunder resources?
He could not help but transmit his voice to Luo Huo 'er, "Why did the Fey Phantasm Sect offend so many large factions? Even if it is powerful, there is no need for it to frequently wage war. Isn't it afraid of weakening its own strength? "
After Yi Yun asked this question, he saw a rare look of hatred on Luo Huo 'er's face.
"The Fey Phantasm Sect is eager to wage war. The more war there is, the stronger they become."
"The Fey Phantasm Sect specializes in refining puppets and Fey corpses for sale. In the 12 Empyrean Heavens, there are many races. Some races do not have very strong bodies, such as the human race. Their bodies are weak. If a human mighty figure's body is destroyed in battle, he might want to find a powerful Fey race body to possess. When that happens, they will come to the Fey Phantasm Sect."
"Through such means, the Fey Phantasm Sect has accumulated large amounts of resources and wealth in the other Empyrean Heavens. It has already become a malignant tumor of the Ten Thousand Fey Empyrean Heaven. It is infamous."
Selling puppets and corpses?
Yi Yun was stunned. This business was too vicious. It was no wonder they had plundered the Cloud Trail Empire's geniuses. They had probably been used as Fey corpses!
The Ten Thousand Fey Empyrean Heaven's Fey race were famous for their powerful bodies. There were probably many buyers in the other Empyrean Heavens who were interested in them. This was truly a windfall.
And to obtain the Fey race's bodies, they had to wage war and plunder the population.
Yi Yun said, "By doing so, the Fey Phantasm Sect has become the target of public criticism. If this carries on, the large factions of the Ten Thousand Fey Empyrean Heaven will destroy the Fey Phantasm Sect sooner or later."
Luo Huo 'er shook her head slightly, "How can it be that easy? The Fey Phantasm Sect is strong to begin with. Furthermore, their headquarters is in the Sinkhole. The Sinkhole is endless, and the space inside is complex and chaotic. It is very difficult to destroy them!"
When the Cloud Trail Empire's Marquis Wuxiao said this, his heart ached, "Those were geniuses that the Cloud Trail Empire spent a great deal to nurture. They stood out from a million disciples, but in the end, they were refined into Fey corpses. They even lost an extremely valuable spirit cruiser."
Marquis Wuxiao was filled with hatred!
At this moment, Emperor Luo sighed and said, "The Fey Phantasm Sect's Grand Elder, Ji Wuhen, has already obtained a Divine Lord Royal Seal and become a Divine Lord."
Hua!
The young prodigies present all turned pale with fright.
Marquis Wuxiao and the other envoys from the other factions clearly knew of this news, but when they heard Emperor Luo mention it again, they could only shake their heads.
Divine Lord!
Yi Yun was alarmed.
He thought of the Azure Yang Lord. He was once a Divine Lord.
In the 12 Empyrean Heavens, a Divine Lord represented strength and status.
Even after being injured, the Azure Yang Lord was able to roam the universe. He had even created the "Great Empress Heart Sutra" with the Great Empress.
For example, a treasure like the God Advent Tower was once one of his treasures.
The Fey Phantasm Sect actually had a Divine Lord?
"Ji Wuhen is extremely ambitious. He has become a Divine Lord and is in charge of the Fey Phantasm Sect. He has unified many small factions in the Sinkhole, so there is nothing that can stop the Fey Phantasm Sect from expanding." Emperor Luo said.
Hence, upon hearing this news, the young disciples who were excited about being summoned felt like they had been struck by lightning!
There was no telling when they would be plundered by the Fey Phantasm Sect and made into Fey corpses for others to possess!
Yi Yun frowned slightly, but he was still rather calm.
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