Lu Songren shook his head. "Junior Brother, we can't rush this matter. We need to plan carefully!"
"Senior Brother, what is there to plan?" Hu Tiexia said impatiently. "Are we just going to let Haodong die with regrets? Let's do it now! "
"That's right, Senior Brother. Speed is crucial in war. Let's do it before the Church of the Divine Blood is prepared!" Song Jin scoffed. "Moreover, the Church of the Divine Blood now is different from before!"
The Church of the Divine Blood's strength was greatly damaged. First, Stargazing Pavilion joined forces with two other sects and damaged their vitality. Then, they were severely injured by Chu Li and even killed Wei Wuwei. The Sword Moon Sect also took the opportunity to damage them.
Although the Church of the Divine Blood was still bigger than a horse, they could no longer pose a threat to the other seven major sects. Only Bishop Huang Tianhe was a threat. As long as there were enough masters to hold him back and kill the other masters first, the Church of the Divine Blood would be destroyed.
Although the Church of the Divine Blood would not be destroyed with the Heaven God Pill guarding them, their vitality was greatly damaged and they could no longer pose a threat. As long as they kept suppressing them, they would not be able to make a comeback in a thousand years. The other sects would definitely not let go of this opportunity.
Although the Fu Dynasty was huge, there were only so many spirit herbs. If others had more, they would have less. The number of disciples with top-notch qualifications was limited. If others had more, they would have less. This was the root cause of the eight major sects' internal strife.
Lu Songren shook his head. "The Church of the Divine Blood is not as easy to deal with as you think. Those who died were just ordinary masters. The real top ones are still here. If we fight, we might hurt our vitality. If others hit us while we're down, it'll be too late for regrets!"
"Senior Brother, are we not going to avenge Haodong?" Hu Tiexia shouted.
Lu Songren sighed. "Chief Chu has already avenged him. Bao Fang is already dead. Do we have to destroy the Church of the Divine Blood to avenge him? Although Haodong is a genius, he is not that precious. We can't use the lives of other disciples to avenge him! "
"Senior Brother, you're so cruel!" Hu Tiexia scoffed. "To think that Haodong always respected you like a god!"
Lu Songren shook his head. "We can't be emotional about this!"
Chu Li said, "You're right, Temple Head. The Church of the Divine Blood is indeed difficult to deal with. I've killed Bao Fang, and I heard that there are still nine other Grand Supreme Elders who are not inferior to Bao Fang.
"Bao Fang is hard to kill, right?" Lu Songren said in a deep voice, "He was a top master 200 years ago. Although he wasn't the top, his status was similar to the current Haodong. He was a genius, and he had cultivated for 200 years, so he must be even more terrifying."
Chu Li smiled. "It's alright, you managed to block two of my palms."
"Two palms?" Hu Tiexia hurriedly asked.
Chu Li smiled and nodded. "You didn't manage to kill him with a single palm strike. You're impressive indeed."
"Good boy, what a big tone. Killed with one palm!?" Hu Tiexia shouted, "Don't brag!"
Chu Li smiled. "If you don't believe me, why don't we give it a try?"
Hu Tiexia floated away from the armchair and stood in the middle of the hall. "Come, let me see what you're capable of. Let's see if you're lying. Killing Bao Fang with two palms? How dare you brag!"
Chu Li appeared in front of him in a flash and slammed his palm down.
A wave of mellow inner strength flowed out from his navel and into his palm.
Bang! Hu Tiexia flew out like a stone thrown from a catapult. He crashed into a vermilion pillar in the hall. The beam in the hall trembled from the impact and dust floated down.
There was blood at the corner of Hu Tiexia's mouth as he slowly slid down the vermilion pillar. He looked at Chu Li in shock.
Chu Li looked embarrassed. "Senior Hu, are you alright? I've already held back half of my palm energy. "
"Good palm technique!" Hu Tiexia said with a bitter face.
As he spoke, blood gushed out from his mouth again. His internal organs were already injured, and the palm energy was still wreaking havoc in them.
Song Jin hurriedly went forward and touched his wrist. He pressed his palm on his back and transferred his inner strength to help. Their heart techniques came from the same source, so their inner strength was similar. Once it entered his body, it helped him circulate his energy to heal.
Chu Li's palm energy was not too heavy. He only used a trace of mellow inner strength. Naturally, the power was not enough to kill him, but it was enough to injure him.
Soon, purple gas emerged from the top of their heads. It was dense like a mist and shrouded their faces.
After a while, the purple gas dissipated. Song Jin retracted his palm and looked at Chu Li in surprise. "No wonder you could kill Bao Fang!"
He felt a trace of palm energy from Hu Tiexia's body. It was so strong that his inner strength could not dissolve it. They had to work together to forcefully expel a trace of palm energy from their bodies. Otherwise, it would continue to injure their bodies.
Such a powerful palm energy was extremely terrifying. They could not block it if they used all their strength.
Chu Li fist saluted. "I didn't know how to control my strength. Please forgive me, Senior!"
Hu Tiexia waved his hand. "I'm not that petty. No wonder you could kill Wei Wuwei. With your cultivation level, killing Wei Wuwei was not difficult. Are you really going to help us against the Church of the Divine Blood?"
Chu Li nodded. "I'm sure you know that I and the Church of the Divine Blood are like fire and water. I must deal with them. Your sect also wants to take action. How can I not help? Even if your sect doesn't do anything, I will!"
"Good, that's heroic!" Hu Tiexia praised loudly and glanced at Lu Songren.
Lu Songren was unmoved. He frowned and said nothing.
"Senior Brother!" Song Jin was also dissatisfied. "Don't think so much. Let's do it!"
Lu Songren said, "It's easy to do it, but after that, how many disciples will die? As the temple leader, I can't only think about Haotian. He's already dead. No matter how much revenge he takes, he won't be able to live."
"Senior Brother, you're too heartless." Song Jin shook his head and sighed. "The disciples will be bitterly disappointed."
Lu Songren said in a low voice, "Both of you help Chief Chu find a place to stay. Be a good host!"
"Alright." Hu Tiexia scoffed. "Let's go!"
The two of them brought Chu Li out of the basilica. There were already more than thirty yellow-shirted disciples standing at the bottom of the stairs. They were all looking at Song Jin and Hu Tiexia.
"Alright, alright. Disperse. Do what you need to do!" Hu Tiexia waved his hand impatiently. He wanted to disperse the crowd.
"Master's Junior Hu!" Zheng Ze said in a low voice. "Did Senior Zhou really pass away?"
"Yes." Hu Tiexia scoffed. "You guys have to work harder. Don't embarrass the Ultimate Temple. Even without Haodong, you can't let others look down on us!"
"Yes." The crowd hurriedly nodded.
Song Jin said, "Don't even think about taking revenge. The Grand Temple Master will decide on this!"
The crowd suppressed their anger and fist saluted before leaving.
The two of them brought Chu Li to an elegant courtyard. They sat in the gazebo with gloomy expressions.
Chu Li sat opposite them. "Seniors, you're not satisfied, are you?"
"Haodong's death was too unjust!" Hu Tiexia slammed the stone table angrily. "The Church of the Divine Blood deserves to die!"
Chu Li advised, "Seniors, I think the Grand Temple Master did the right thing. We can't be impulsive!"
"Are we just going to swallow this?" Hu Tiexia scoffed. "I can't. They're both one of the eight major sects. What right does the Church of the Divine Blood have to be so unreasonable? Things are different now!"
Song Jin's face darkened. He did not say a word.
Chu Li said, "The Church of the Divine Blood has gone crazy. They'll bite whoever they catch. They'll definitely fight with the Sword Moon Sect until both sides suffer. It's best for the Ultimate Temple to sit on the sidelines and watch them fight. It won't be too late to make a move when they're weaker!"
Song Jin raised his head and looked at him with a faint smile. "Chu Li, don't you want us to make a move?"
Chu Li sighed. "We're indebted to Brother Zhou. If it weren't for that, I'd be more than happy for you to make a move to reduce the pressure on me. However, you're Brother Zhou's seniors and fellow disciples. How can I put you in danger?"
"Forget it." Song Jin sighed. "Let's just swallow this!"
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