Heaven and Earth suddenly fell silent.
Not long ago, the Northern State declared independence. The Shen Emperor ignored the objections of his ministers and appointed the Hehuan Sect's Grand Elder as the Shen Nation's State Advisor. After that, this person personally went to the ancestral court of the three sects. Although no one knew what happened, the three sects that watched the Northern State declare independence suddenly agreed to help the royal family suppress the rebellion, and the three Supremacies came together.
They thought that this was a battle without suspense. Who would have thought that before the battle officially started, the Hehuan Sect's Grand Elder was killed by an arrow? Even his Essence Spirit was not left behind.
On the lotus platform, the three Supremacies' faces were full of shock. The Shen Emperor's eyes were wide open. He couldn't believe what he just saw.
Someone as strong as the State Advisor was gone just like that?
After a brief moment of silence, a monstrous uproar broke out.
"The State Advisor, the State Advisor was killed?"
"What Dharma treasure is that?"
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
…
The first to react were the three Supremacies. Although they didn't say a word, a golden light appeared under their feet. They drove the lotus platform and shot into the distance.
If that bow could kill the Hehuan Sect's Grand Elder, it could also kill them.
But someone didn't want them to do so.
Zhou Zhong took a step forward and appeared in front of one of the Supremacies. He said calmly, "Since you're already here, don't be in a hurry to leave."
The other Supremacies was just about to escape when a strong suction force burst out from behind and sucked his body back. At the end of the suction force was a figure emitting demonic aura and corpse aura.
No one stopped the last Supremacies. He disappeared into the sky in an instant.
Li Mu wasn't in a hurry. The monk can run away, but the temple can't. Unless he left the Shen Nation, Li Mu would find him sooner or later.
He lay in the Empress' arms and the scene from his dream reappeared.
At this moment, he could use the mantra to recover his Dharma power, but there was no need to.
Zhou Yi knew that Li Mu could quickly recover his Dharma power, but she pretended to forget.
The two of them hugged quietly like this, completely ignoring the anxious battle around them.
Although Zhou Zhong was strong, he wasn't at the Seventh Realm. It was already rare for him to be able to fight a Buddhist Supremacies to a standstill with his unique skills.
That demonic corpse's opponent was a similarly powerful Seventh Realm cultivator. It did not gain any advantage at all.
When the Imperial Advisor was shot to death, the cultivators of the Shen Kingdom behind him panicked. Now that even the Venerables had fled without fighting, there was no point for them to stay here. After coming to their senses, they immediately scattered in all directions.
But at this moment, a giant bell descended from the sky, enveloping all of them.
Countless people attacked the bell, but they could only make it tremble slightly.
The young Emperor of the Shen Kingdom had a dull expression on his face. This was just a personal expedition without any suspense. He had never imagined that the powerful Imperial Advisor and the three Venerables would end up with one dead and one escaping. The other two couldn't escape even if they wanted to.
The expression on Sangu's face was also very sluggish, but after the sluggishness, it was ecstasy.
If they could kill an expert of the Hehuan Sect with one arrow, they would be able to do whatever they wanted in the Shen Nation.
Li Mu's expression was calm. He didn't feel proud because of such a battle result.
His opponent was never the Shen Nation, nor was it the Hehuan Sect of the Demonic Way. It was Xuanzong. If he couldn't even deal with such a small matter, how could he fight against the number one sect in the world?
After cuddling with the Empress for a while, Li Mu was too embarrassed to lie in her arms. He slapped his forehead and said, "I forgot that I can quickly recover my spiritual power …"
He formed a hand seal and said the word "Jie" softly.
Endless Power of Heaven and Earth surged in, and his spiritual power quickly recovered by half. With the "Jie" Mantra, Li Mu only needed a short time to recover his spiritual power to shoot arrow after arrow.
The power of the Sun Shooting Bow was stronger than he imagined.
The Hehuan Sect's Great Elder was a Level-Seven cultivator just like the Lord of Illusions. Yet, he was unable to defend against an arrow shot with all his might. Although this arrow would have drained the spiritual energy of a normal Level-Six cultivator and caused them to lose their ability to fight, it was not a loss to exchange for the death of a high-level cultivator.
The demonic corpse that was fighting against a Venerable was already showing signs of defeat. Li Mu drew the bow and poured in 10% of his spiritual power. Another arrow condensed on the bow and pointed at the Venerable.
This Venerable of the Nirvana Sect had already suppressed the demonic corpse. Suddenly, he felt a sense of danger. He turned around and saw a golden arrow aimed at him.
The scene of the Hehuan Sect's Great Elder being swallowed by the black hole lingered in his mind. This arrow could really threaten his life. The Venerable's expression changed. He could only raise his hands and place them flat in front of his chest to show his surrender.
The young man didn't shoot that arrow. He was giving him a chance to surrender.
Li Mu saw the Venerable make a gesture of surrender and point the arrow at the other Venerable. Without much hesitation, the old monk made the same choice as the previous Venerable.
After the Sun Shooting Bow's arrow was condensed, it couldn't be retracted. Li Mu aimed it at the sky above his head and released it. A golden light shot into the sky and finally disappeared.
This time, four seventh level cultivators came from the Shen Nation. One was dead, one escaped, and two were captured. The remaining cultivators of the Shen Nation's defense army couldn't pose any threat at all. They were trapped in the Dao Bell and were still crazily attacking.
Li Mu ignored them for the time being. Once his spiritual power was exhausted, they would be obedient.
With the Sun Shooting Bow in hand, he looked at the two Venerables who had given up resisting and said calmly, "Hand over your soul blood."
The two Venerables never thought that there would be a time when they would hand over their soul blood. Against an expert of the same level, they still had the strength to fight. However, that bow was so terrifying that it made them despair.
The Hehuan Sect's Grand Elder threatened them with the demonic path. The three sects knew how terrifying the demonic path was and had no choice but to interfere in the Northern State's affairs. In the end, they had no one to blame but themselves for ending up like this.
After a while, Li Mu put away the two drops of soul blood and said to Zhou Zhong, "One escaped. Take them with you."
Just now, the Venerable from the Yan Sect had escaped. Zhou Zhong took the demon corpse and the other two Venerables to the Yan Sect's ancestral court. Li Mu floated in the air and carefully examined the bow in his hand. This bow gave him a great surprise today.
At the same time, deep in the South Sea.
On an island shrouded in ghostly fog, the stone coffin at the top of the tower suddenly opened. A skinny old man flew out of the coffin and said angrily, "Hehuan is dead!"
A red-robed young man sitting cross-legged in the tower opened his eyes. His eyes were blood-red. He said in a low voice, "Who is it that can make even his Essence Spirit unable to escape?"
The skinny old man said coldly, "I'll go and see for myself."
He took a step and was already outside the tower.
When he lifted his foot again, he appeared on the sea a hundred miles away.
Not long after, the space on the shore of the South Sea fluctuated and the skinny old man's figure appeared.
He had just lifted his foot but was unable to take a step forward.
On the beach not far ahead stood an old man.
The old man was stooped and his face was full of spots. He did not have many strands of hair and looked like he was about to die. However, it made the Third Forefather of the Demon Sect tremble in his hollow eyes.
"Tian Jizi …"
He looked at the old man and slowly spat out a few words from his throat.
The old man also looked at him and said, "Go back."
The Third Forefather retracted his leg that had already stepped forward. He looked at the old man and suddenly smiled: "So what if you can calculate my movements? How can a mortal like you pry into the mysteries of heaven? You frequently pry into things you shouldn't be prying into. You don't have many years left in your lifespan, do you?"
The old man said faintly, "At least before this old man dies, you can't set foot in the Ancestral Province."
The Third Forefather of the Demon Sect looked gloomy in the face of his old rival. He asked, "It's been so many years. What have you been holding on to?"
The old man looked at him and asked back, "It's been ten thousand years. You didn't hesitate to pass down your memories from generation to generation and scourge the Zu Continent for ten thousand years. What is it for?"
The Third Forefather of the Demon Sect looked very serious. He said in a deep voice, "We're looking for a way out. We're looking for the door that was closed by your ancestors for their own selfish interests …"
The old man was silent for a moment and asked, "What if it's not a way out but a dead end behind the door?"
The Third Forefather of the Demon Sect's eyes flickered. He said, "We'll only know what's behind the door after we open it …"
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