Although Lord Fashen was old, his aura was still there.
Astor looked at Lord Fashen with disdain and sneered. "Lord Fashen, you are already old. Do you think I would have been afraid of you in the past? Do you think you can still be as fierce as you were in the past? Moreover, the Heavenly Demon Cult has already disbanded. Those bastards have either fled or died. The remaining ones have already gone into hiding and don't dare to show their faces.
Lord Fashen's face turned pale. In his heart, he could humiliate himself, but not the Heavenly Demon Cult! That was where his faith lay. It was his faith that kept him alive and kept him unwilling to die.
"Am I wrong? A bunch of ants struggling at death's door. Without the supreme Lord Eternal, what are you? "Astor's words were sharp as he scolded coldly.
At this moment, even Ye Qinghan was filled with anger. This Astor was too insulting.
However, no Sacred Land was willing to speak up for the Heavenly Demon Cult. As the saying goes, everyone kicks a man who is down. Now that the Heavenly Demon Cult had collapsed, the cult members were scattered. Lord Fashen alone was too weak.
"My Lord will return sooner or later!" Lord Fashen was powerless to refute and could only comfort himself.
"Hahaha …" Astor and the other Sacred Lands mocked, not giving him any face.
At this very moment, the Sky Reaching Cult that was at odds with the Heavenly Demon Cult felt pity for this dying old man. The age of Lord Fashen was really too long. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was past his prime. His battle strength back then could be compared with the young Eternal One. Now, the gap was too big. Even Wen Xu could not defeat him!
Lord Fashen was even older. After being suppressed by the Nine Extremes Daoist, his old age and powerlessness were even more obvious. He was an arrow at the end of its flight and only had a pitiful amount of strength left.
Kacha!!
Ye Qinghan clenched his fists and said disdainfully, "Astor, trash like you can only defeat an old man. What right do you have to mock Lord Fashen? To me, you're already old. As long as I reach the Upper Realm, I can crush you like an ant. Now that you're mocking Lord Fashen, you'll be mocked by the younger generation in the future! "
A wisp of killing intent flashed in Astor's eyes, which made Ye Qinghan's hair stand on end. However, Astor couldn't do anything to him as he had the three deans of the Transcending Heaven Cult by his side.
"Are you angry from embarrassment? You can only be angry for now. It would be best if you can stop me from entering the Shrouding Sky Secret Realm. If you can't, I will make sure that none of the younger generation of the Ouxi Sacred Ground can come out! "Ye Qinghan said aggressively as if he was venting his anger for Lord Fashen!
The corners of Astor's mouth curled into a sneer, and he retorted disdainfully, "You want to destroy the four Holy Sons and Holy Daughters of my Ouxi Holy Land? So what if I give you the strength of a middle-level cultivator? "
"But you don't dare to let me in!" Ye Qinghan took advantage of the situation to provoke him!
Astor didn't fall for it and said indifferently, "Provocation can work on a young man like you, but it's too retarded to deal with an old man like me."
Ye Qinghan was helpless. This Astor was stubborn and didn't admit that the Heavenly Demon Cult was a Sacred Ground. He also didn't admit that Lord Fashen could represent the Heavenly Demon Cult, so he could only look at the three deans and Xia Jiulong.
Xia Jiulong sneered and stepped forward. His dragon robe fluttered and he looked dignified. His eyes swept around and he said in a deep voice, "A Sacred Ground is a Sacred Ground. It's useless to argue. Everyone knows that the Heavenly Demon Cult is a Sacred Ground. Unless Lord Tangning of the Heavenly Demon Cult falls, the Heavenly Demon Cult will always be a Sacred Ground. Even this Crown Prince recognizes it, what right do you have to not recognize it? What right do you have to blaspheme the Supreme Eternal Sovereign? "
Everyone's breath stagnated as they looked at Xia Jiulong. Although he was only at the peak of the middle realm, the pressure he exuded had the aura of an Eternal Sovereign. Even the upper realm masters didn't dare to act recklessly.
"The facts are in front of you now. Lord Fashen is the Left Protector of the Heavenly Demon Cult. He is above everyone in the Heavenly Demon Cult. He can represent the Heavenly Demon Cult and cast his vote. If you object, then this Crown Prince will use the power of the Nine Lords to vote. The Nine Lords are equivalent to a Sacred Ground. So what if you all object?" Xia Jiulong coldly shouted.
Many powerhouses stared, not knowing how to refute. Although the Nine Lords were not independent, it was a well-known fact that each Eternal Sovereign represented a Sacred Ground. The Nine Lords were, in fact, the Nine Great Holy Lands!
Lord Fashen looked at Xia Jiulong with a trace of gratitude and his old body bowed slightly to express his gratitude.
Xia Jiulong didn't care if Fashen Demon Venerable felt grateful or not. This time, he spoke up for justice only because Ye Qinghan had promised him an Eternal Pill. Otherwise, even if the Western Ou Xi Sacred Ground killed Fashen Demon Venerable, he wouldn't have said a word.
At the entrance, after a long silence, Blessed Buddha Temple and Ouxi Sacred Ground compromised and retreated to allow Xia Jiulong to open the entrance.
Ye Qinghan turned around and left. Like a wisp of green smoke, he sped away, twisting and turning as he charged into the depths of the cave.
The entrance was sealed again!
…
At the place where the immortal herbs erupted, the experts drew their swords and fought. Blood swords filled the mountains and rivers. A true Supreme was like a tiger among a flock of sheep, each strike reaping lives!
Lin Wutian and Zuo Shuguang were covered in blood. They stood back to back, guarding the surroundings as they approached the valley where the immortal herbs were. At this moment, their faces were pale and exhausted. They had lost count of how many lower level Kings they had killed in this battle!
"Can you still hold on?" Lin Wutian asked hoarsely.
Zuo Shuguang held the painting scroll in his hand. It was as if five thousand years of time in the secret realm could sweep away all life. At this moment, his aura soared to the sky, not losing to any Saintess!
"No problem! But it will be difficult to get the immortal herbs! "Zuo Shuguang looked at the Saintesses and Saintesses. They had the least number of people and were at a disadvantage!
The strongest were the people from Ouxi Sacred Ground, Xia Yunxue's Holy Empire, Sky Reaching Church's three great Godsons, and Blessed Buddha Temple!
The people from War Race were the most ferocious. Zhan Jiuxiao killed without any regard for his own life. Even now, he was still at the forefront.
Dong dong dong!
Ah — —
The sound of hearts beating was accompanied by screams in the depths of the secret realm.
Whoosh — —
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Blade light and sword shadows covered the sky. This was a Supreme's world. If one was not invincible in the same realm, death was inevitable!
At this moment, it was a chaotic battle. There were no standard opponents. Everyone wanted to force others to retreat and not let others get close to the immortal herb valley. Whoever was closest to it would die without a doubt!
Lin Wutian held his sword with both hands. The sword light seized the sky and rushed into the clouds. The true Green Lotus Sword Song appeared.
"Guard the back for me. I will attack and try to end this quickly!" Lin Wutian said in a low voice.
"Okay!"
The painting scroll in Zuo Shuguang's hand moved as if the secret realm was moving!
Whoosh — —
Whoosh!
Lin Wutian's sword pierced through the shackles of mountains and rivers. His aura was like a rainbow, unstoppable! He approached the immortal herb valley at an extreme speed, shocking all the heroes in all directions.
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