Chang Lin's speed had reached its peak, and his entire body turned into a black ray of light.
At this moment, his heart was filled with hatred. He wanted to send news of Yang Xuan back to the Corpse Hall. He believed that once the higher-ups of the Corpse Hall knew that Yang Xuan could sever the Corpse Dao, they would definitely list him as their greatest enemy. When that time came, he would take back everything that Yang Xuan had done to him today.
Thoughts of revenge flashed through his mind, but he did not notice that a faint starlight had appeared around his body.
In the next moment, the starlight blazed and completely engulfed Chang Lin.
Chang Lin's movements came to an abrupt halt, and he fell from the sky.
Until the moment before his death, he still could not believe that Yang Xuan had really killed him.
"Demon God … Bai Qi …"
Boundless regret made his heart ache. After spitting out the last four words of his life, he did not know anything else.
Chang Lin's death had turned into an insignificant stroke on Yang Xuan's record.
Yang Xuan appeared beside Chang Lin's corpse. With a sweep of his Divine Telekinesis, he put a book into his storage ring.
It was the method to refine a corpse puppet.
After losing contact with Chang Lin, the powerful corpse puppet had really turned into a corpse. It stood there in a daze and did not move at all.
Yang Xuan circled the corpse puppet once, then reached out and took off the mask on its face.
Then, Yang Xuan was stunned. This was because under the mask was a young and handsome face. It was lifelike and did not look like a corpse at all.
Yang Xuan's eyes revealed a strange look.
Logically speaking, Chang Lin's corpse puppet should have been very old and should not look like this. However, the corpse in front of him now looked like it had just died.
Could it be that the Corpse Hall had some method to make corpses stay young forever?
After looking at it for a long time, Yang Xuan shook his head and put the corpse puppet into his storage ring.
When he returned to the Zhong Family and took out the corpse puppet in front of the four guards, they were all stunned.
After a long while, Feng Shisan said hesitantly, "Your Highness, if I'm not wrong, this corpse puppet belongs to Elder Chang Lin."
Yang Xuan nodded and said, "That's right. This corpse puppet does belong to Changlin."
Feng Shisan's expression turned ugly as he sighed. "Your Highness, as far as I know, this Corpse Puppet is Elder Chang's Natal Corpse Puppet. I'm afraid that if Your Highness takes it away …"
Feng Shisan didn't continue, but Yu Jiu said with a cold face, "Fight to the death!"
Their faces were unsightly, but Yang Xuan smiled. After putting away the Corpse Puppet, he indifferently said, "I've never figured out what kind of existence the Corpse Hall is in the Sacred Mountain. What kind of existence was the Holy Son in the Sacred Mountain? Feng Shisan, you explain. "
He had been wondering about this for a long time.
He felt that the Sacred Mountain was very different from ordinary martial arts sects, but he couldn't tell exactly what was different, so he asked directly.
Feng Shisan sighed and then explained, "Your Highness, the Sacred Mountain is not a martial arts sect, but a country."
After a pause, he continued, "The Corpse Hall is like a feudal lord in the Sacred Mountain. They are controlled by the Sacred Mountain and have the responsibility to guard the Sacred Mountain. They have to listen to the orders of the Sacred Mountain. But at the same time, the Corpse Hall is independent. The Sacred Mountain can't interfere with the internal affairs of the Corpse Hall. Not only the Corpse Hall, but also the Artifact Hall and the Soul Hall."
"And the Holy Son is the successor of the highest authority in the Sacred Mountain. After the Saint leaves, he will succeed the Saint's position and enter the Sacred Mountain." Feng Shisan's eyes were serious as he continued, "The succession of the Holy Son is based on the order. You are the second in line of succession to the Holy Son, which means you are the second successor of the Sacred Mountain."
Yang Xuan listened expressionlessly, but his eyes flickered.
He finally understood the composition of the Sacred Mountain.
In general, the Sacred Mountain was like the ancient Xia and Shang of China. It controlled the world and had many feudal lords. The Corpse Hall and the Soul Hall were feudal lords with the responsibility to guard the Holy Son and were controlled by the Saint.
No wonder he felt that Changlin's attitude towards him was a little strange.
No wonder.
Since ancient times, feudal lords were the subordinates of the Holy Son on the surface, but there were many who rebelled behind his back.
After seeing the Sacred Mountain as such a country, Yang Xuan understood a lot more.
He was given the second in line by the Saint, second only to the First Holy Son. Originally, this was nothing, but the most important thing was that the Saint also gave him the authority to kill.
He learned from the Dark Night that since ancient times, only the First Holy Son had the authority to kill. It was the standard for the successor of the Saint.
And now, in addition to the First Holy Son that he had never met before, Yang Xuan also had the authority to kill.
The meaning of this was self-evident.
If that was the case, it would be strange if Changlin had a good expression when he saw Yang Xuan.
Disregarding everything else, just the Corpse Hall was obviously biased towards the First Holy Son. It could be said that they were the First Holy Son's supporters. It was normal for them to be hostile towards Yang Xuan, a guy who appeared out of nowhere and posed a threat to the First Holy Son.
After thinking this through, Yang Xuan felt a little helpless.
Who would have thought that inexplicably, he would be involved in such a struggle for the throne.
What did the Saint mean?
He was confused.
Seeing Yang Xuan in deep thought, Feng Shisan knew that he understood the key, so he continued, "Your Highness, although the Corpse Hall is on the side of the First Holy Son, it is not a wise choice to be enemies with the Corpse Hall now."
Yang Xuan did not comment on his words and continued to smile.
Seeing Yang Xuan like this, Feng Shisan gritted his teeth and half-knelt on the ground. "Your Highness, what I am about to say may not be pleasant to hear, but the sun and moon can bear witness to my sincerity."
"Oh?" Yang Xuan looked at him with a strange gaze.
Feng Shisan knelt on the ground and said, "Your Highness, with your current Empty God Realm cultivation, although it is enough to laugh at the world, compared to the First Holy Son, it is still too far. Even compared to the Corpse Hall, it is also …"
"Also what?" Yang Xuan asked indifferently.
"It is also like an egg hitting a rock." Feng Shisan gritted his teeth and said while kneeling on the ground.
Yang Xuan took a deep breath. "Get up first."
Feng Shisan stood up and lowered his head in silence.
Yang Xuan looked at him and suddenly said, "Can you tell me the specific strength of the Corpse Hall?"
Seeing that Yang Xuan did not blame him, Feng Shisan let out a sigh of relief. He cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, thank you for your mercy."
Yang Xuan laughed involuntarily. "Although I have a strong murderous intent, I can still distinguish between good and bad. You did it for my good, so why should I blame you?"
At this moment, not only Feng Shisan, but the other three also had strange looks in their eyes. What they were most afraid of was meeting a foolish master.
But now, although they were not sure whether Yang Xuan was a wise master, they were certain that he was not a fatuous ruler.
Collecting his thoughts, Feng Shisan thought for a while and said, "Your Highness, I don't know much about the specific strength of the Corpse Hall. However, as far as I know, Elder Chang Lin is not ranked in the Corpse Hall. The True Immortal Realm Elders are the backbone of the Corpse Hall."
Hearing Feng Shisan's words, Yang Xuan's thoughts wandered.
If the Sacred Mountain had such strength, why did they not reveal it before?
After a long while, he suddenly asked, "With such strength, the Sacred Mountain can go anywhere in the world. Why do they still stay in a corner of the sea?"
Feng Shisan shook his head and said, "Your Highness, do you know the four Divine Regions?"
Yang Xuan was stunned. Four Divine Regions? He had never heard of them.
Feng Shisan continued, "The so-called four Divine Regions refers to the East's Lingxiao Palace, the Northwest's Heavenly Lake, the North's Ice Palace, and our Sacred Mountain."
Yang Xuan's eyes showed a trace of surprise. He somewhat understood what Feng Shisan meant.
"That is to say, the true strength of the Lingxiao Palace, the Heavenly Lake, and the North's Ice Palace is not below that of the Sacred Mountain?"
"Yes!" Feng Shisan's face was also very serious as he replied, "These four forces are called the four Divine Regions, each dominating a region."
Yang Xuan was silent.
At this moment, he had a very clear feeling that this world was definitely not the world he knew.
Vaguely, he felt that he seemed to have touched upon a great secret, a secret that was not known by ordinary people at all.
"Your Highness, Su Hanyu is here!"
Yu Jiu's ears twitched. After listening for a while, he suddenly said.
Hmm?
Yang Xuan was slightly puzzled.
Why did Su Hanyu come at this time?
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