"Sect Master."
"Ning 'er."
"Husband."
"Ding Ning."
The high platform was in a mess. Ding Lie and his wife, He Ling 'er, and the other women all changed their expressions dramatically. They surrounded Ding Ning, who was covered in blood, and cried.
Bai Xun 'er's beautiful eyes were full of tears. She stuffed a lot of elixirs into his mouth as if they were worthless, but they had little effect. His face was still as pale as paper. Although he was still breathing, his breath was weak, and he could die at any time.
Ding Clan Master of the Holy-saber Ancient Clan solemnly picked up a red bullet taken from Ding Ning's body, shook his head, and sighed, "It's useless. This is a God-killing bullet. Even deities will die if they are shot. Sect Master Ding was careless this time. Alas, it's true that heaven is jealous of geniuses.
"Wah …"
When it came to medical skills, apart from Ding Ning, Clan Master Ding was probably the best. Even he had sentenced Ding Ning to death. Everyone suddenly felt sad and burst into tears. Su Ningxiang even cried her heart out and fainted several times.
Aruna also did not care about hiding her identity. She cried her heart out, which made the High Priest feel sad, but he did not know how to comfort her.
Master Hai's face was ashen, as if he had lost his parents. He had pinned all his hopes of solving the family crisis on Ding Ning, but now, everything had become empty talk. He sighed in despair, "Heaven wants to end my Hai family."
Hai Mingzhu felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She stared blankly at Ding Ning's "corpse" covered in blood. There was no focus in her bright eyes. She was like a walking corpse whose soul had been extracted. Her face was pale, as if she could not accept the reality that Ding Ning was dead.
In the crowd, a blonde female martial artist wearing a mask and sunglasses, whose face could not be seen clearly, but whose figure was extremely hot, stared at Ding Ning on the high platform. Two lines of tears flowed down along her sunglasses.
The disciples of Tianze Sect were sad and silently shed tears. Previously, they were proud of becoming disciples of Tianze Sect, but in the blink of an eye, the situation changed dramatically. Unexpectedly, the sect master was shot and killed on the opening day of the sect. This made them feel at a loss, and they did not know what to do.
An Xi and Long Yi couldn't get close to each other, and after looking at each other, they saw grief and hatred in each other's eyes. They tacitly chased after the direction where Kuck had disappeared, vowing to kill him with their own hands to comfort Ding Ning's spirit in heaven.
Ding Ning, who pretended to be dead, felt very helpless. Seeing his mother and his women crying heartbreakingly, he couldn't help but feel distressed. But in order not to expose himself, he could only continue to act and silently said sorry to them.
If it was really a God-killing bullet, he might really die if he did not take any precautions. But the problem was that since he killed Young Master Kukang, he had secretly controlled the black market in Ninghai. The God-killing bullets used by Kukang were all tampered with and had no lethality to him at all. Even his blood was forced out by himself.
Moreover, now he was carrying a Death Substitution Puppet. Even if it was a Death Scapegoat, it was impossible to kill him.
But in order to bait the people hiding in the dark, he could only keep his mouth shut and make everyone cry. Only then would it be realistic.
"Hahaha, what bullshit Tianze Sect, what Martial King, didn't you die a violent death with a Death Scapegoat?"
A wild and mean laughter broke the mournful and oppressive atmosphere of the scene, making everyone angrily raise their head to look.
They saw a middle-aged man wearing black clothing walked out from the crowd of spectators. Although his appearance was ordinary and couldn't be found in a crowd of people, his entire body however emitted a frightening aura that made people's heart palpitate.
"Bullshit, who do you think you are? How dare you be so presumptuous here."
Kong Lei had a fiery temper and no longer caring about her image, she cursed loudly with red eyes.
The middle-aged man's face darkened. Then, he laughed coldly and said arrogantly, "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that thanks to the Tianze Sect, basically all the influential forces in the secular world are here. This saves us the trouble of subduing you one by one." "How presumptuous.
How dare you think you can subdue all of our forces. What wishful thinking. "
"Who do you think you are? Putting aside the fact that there are so many martial artists here, even if Sect Leader Ding were to be killed, the Tianze Sect would still be filled with experts. How dare you spout nonsense here? "
"I've seen f * cking arrogant people but I've never seen someone as arrogant as you. Does he really think he's a god?"
…
His words immediately incited public anger. The cultivators began to criticize the middle-aged man one after another. However, some of them felt uneasy and simply brought up the fact that the Tianze Sect was filled with experts.
Zi Que 'er and the others wore solemn expressions as they stared at the middle-aged man, trying to guess his identity.
Anyone who had the guts to publicly declare that he could subdue all the forces was either a lunatic or someone who had absolute confidence. The man before them had clear eyes and a clear articulation. It was obvious that he was not the former. In that case, he must not have come with good intentions and was confident enough to not fear everyone.
"The great calamity of the Three Realms is upon us. If everyone does not band together to overcome the calamity, I'm afraid that the mortal world will be plunged into misery and suffering. The world will be united after a long time and divided after a long time. This is the trend of the times. As a member of the martial world, our Death God Palace will naturally not shirk our responsibilities in this time of life and death. We're willing to lead everyone to overcome this difficult time. I hope that you'll put the bigger picture first and not let our efforts go to waste."
The middle-aged man said earnestly, but there was a strong sense of threat in his tone.
"The great calamity of the Three Realms? Is this guy out of his mind? "
"F * ck, is this guy a psychopath who escaped from some mental hospital? How dare he spout nonsense here. "
"What great calamity of the Three Realms? Why don't you say that the Jade Emperor has descended into the mortal world? What a load of nonsense."
"Is this a clown sent by a monkey? Why do I feel like laughing so much? Hahaha, this is so f * cking funny. "
…
The martial artists roared with laughter and looked at the middle-aged man mockingly, treating him as a psychopath.
However, the expressions of He Ling 'er and the others changed drastically. This was because Ding Ning had mentioned more than once that the great calamity of the Three Realms was about to befall. Although they did not believe him, they could not help but believe Ding Ning's "crazy words" when they heard the news coming from someone else's mouth.
This was especially so for Xi. She knew very well that the great calamity of the Three Realms was about to happen. Just who was this person before her? He actually knew about the great calamity of the Three Realms and was trying to subdue all the powerful martial artists to overcome the calamity together. Was it really for the sake of overcoming the calamity, or did he have other ambitions and schemes?
"Cut the crap. It's up to you whether you believe me or not. I'm here today to subdue all of you. Make your stance clear. Submit, or die."
The middle-aged man placed his hands behind his back and said arrogantly as he looked down on the world.
"Submit my ass. Psychopath, see if I don't beat you to death with a single punch."
A burly man could not stand the man's arrogant demeanor. He cursed angrily and charged forward. He swung his fist, which was as big as an alms bowl, at the man's head.
"No, come back quickly."
Zi Que 'er's expression changed and she shouted anxiously.
Unfortunately, it was too late. After the man said disdainfully, "You're overestimating yourself," the burly man's head exploded like a smashed watermelon. White and red matter flowed all over the ground. The burly headless corpse flew a few steps away from the man's side due to inertia before falling to the ground with a thud.
The scene instantly fell into a deathly silence. Even the Demigod powerhouses' pupils contracted intensely. The man in front of them was very strange, so strange that even they could not tell what method he had used to kill that burly man.
The others gasped and there was a hint of fear in their eyes as they looked at the man. This was because most of them knew that burly man. He was an expert at the Divine Martial Arts Realm, but he did not even know how he had died. This was too frightening.
"Submit or die, do you still need me to name it out?"
The middle-aged man's expression was calm and he did not reveal any arrogance. It was as if killing the burly man was like crushing a lowly ant to death. It was not worth mentioning at all.
"Sir, what kind of force is this Death God Palace? Why have we never heard of it? If we submit to you, will we receive your protection? "
The ancestor of the Feng Clan was the first to stand out and asked respectfully.
"Of course. As long as you submit to the Death God Palace, you will naturally receive our protection," the middle-aged man said proudly.
Although he looked down on the ancestor of the Feng Clan, he was the first to submit, so he could set a good example.
"Thank you, sir. The Feng Clan is willing to submit to the Death God Palace and follow your lead."
The ancestor of the Feng Clan was overjoyed. He knelt down on one knee without any dignity to express his loyalty.
"Big brother, you …"
Feng Pianwu angrily glared at him and shouted.
The ancestor of the Feng Clan glanced at her disapprovingly and snorted: "The strong are respected, this is a truth recognized by the world. A wise man submits to circumstances. Considering that you are of the Feng Clan's bloodline, why don't you hurry and greet sir? If sir likes your looks, maybe he will allow you to serve him."
"You … you are shameless."
Feng Pianwu was ashamed and angry. She had completely given up on her big brother. The ancient martial arts family that used to have a bloodline had become so servile. This big brother was to blame.
"Ancestor."
"Big brother."
The ancestor of the Feng Clan was a coward, but the other members of the Feng Clan were not like him. They all shouted with righteous indignation.
"Hmph, do you want to rebel? I am still the master of the Feng Clan. Those who are willing to submit to sir, come to my side. Those who are not will be expelled from the clan."
The ancestor of the Feng Clan was servile to outsiders but to his own family, he was very powerful. With a dark expression, he shouted harshly.
The Feng Clan had lived under his tyrannical power for a long time. Seeing him angry, most people immediately cowered. They lowered their heads and stood by his side, not daring to say more.
Only a few people stiffened their necks and gritted their teeth, swearing to die rather than submit. Among them was Feng Ni 'er. The ancestor of the Feng Clan was so angry that he laughed coldly. "Good, very good. Since it is so, you can live and die on your own. In the future, you will have nothing to do with the Feng Clan."
Then, ignoring the sorrowful Feng Ni 'er, he raised his arms and shouted, "Everyone, I know you look down on me and feel that I, Feng Yuanzhi, have no backbone. But as the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances. The reason I am willing to submit is that I know this sir did not lie. The Tianji Pavilion has long predicted that the calamity of the three realms is indeed coming. When the nest is overturned, no eggs remain intact. We need a powerful leader to lead us through this calamity of life and death. If you do not believe me, you can ask senior tianjizi if there is really a calamity of the three realms."
"Where is senior tianjizi? Is there really a calamity of the three realms? "
"Strange, why didn't anyone from the Tianji Pavilion come for the opening of the Tianze Sect this time? Haven't they always been on good terms with Ding Ning?"
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I really wouldn't have thought of it. Six of the seven Holy Gates have come. Even the Holy Medical Family and the Holy-sword Villa, two Holy Gates that are not on good terms with Ding Ning, have come. It is indeed very strange that the Tianji Pavilion did not show up this time."
"That's true. No one from the Tianji Pavilion has come. This doesn't make sense. Is there really a calamity?"
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