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Chapter 1165

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Liang Wu nodded slightly and couldn't help but narrow his eyes. "Elder Wu, could it be that there's something wrong with that golden sword?"

"This sword has a hint of emperor's aura. I'm guessing that it belongs to an Emperor's Throne expert.

The words of the violet clothed old man caused Liang Wu to be repeatedly shocked in his heart. "If all of you had wanted to kill those two earlier and forced the golden sword to activate, then I can guarantee that all the living beings in an area of 3km would have been annihilated, and even I would have died."

"What? An Emperor's Throne strong practitioner?! "

Liang Wu's mind went blank.

He knew very well what an Emperor's Throne practitioner represented. Because in the entire Central Prefecture, every Emperor's Throne expert was either the ruler of a country or the leader of a holy land.

Even so, there had never been an Emperor's Throne expert in the Daluo Dynasty and the Great Kun Dynasty since ancient times.

"An Emperor's Throne expert has appeared in the Great Kun Realm. I wonder if it will affect our Zenith Heaven's plan to attack the Great Kun Realm."

The purple-robed old man was worried. Then, he changed the topic and said, "By the way, I remember that the Great Kun Dynasty's Divine Wind Sect is stationed 50 kilometers away from here.

"Not bad!"

Liang Wu nodded and said with some fear, "Old Wu, should we take a detour?"

As a Grand Heavenly Immortal, he had also heard rumors about the Divine Wind Sect. It was said that this sect was one of the few Ninth Grade Sects in the Great Kun Realm, and there were even three Martial Saints in the sect.

"No!"

The purple-robed old man smiled faintly. "A hundred years ago, this old man was defeated by the Divine Wind Sect's Sect Master, Feng Beixiu. Since I'm passing by today, this old man would like to experience it for myself."

"Let's go straight to the Divine Wind Sect!"

An hour later, at the abandoned site of the Divine Wind Sect.

Liang Wu and the purple-robed old man stared at the ruins in front of them in disbelief. Their eyes were filled with deep shock.

This was because a palm print had appeared in the ruins in front of them. It was as if a giant palm had slammed down from the sky and directly destroyed the entire Divine Wind Sect.

The Divine Wind Sect that had once shaken the Great Kun and Zenith Heaven Realms and was even infamous in the Central Plains had been destroyed!

"A strong practitioner of the Emperor's Throne. He must be a strong practitioner of the Emperor's Throne!"

The purple-robed elder's lips trembled as he muttered, "I was right. Only a strong practitioner of the Emperor's Throne can destroy a sect!"

While Liang Wu, who was beside him, was shocked, wild joy surged into his heart. Looks like this Emperor's Throne Realm expert has enmity with Da Kun. I wonder who he is?

Could it be that Great Qin's Emperor Lord has descended?



Less than five hundred miles away from Lin 'an County.

Ye Chen stood in the air and sped along the way. Now that he had comprehended the concept of becoming a mortal again, other than the lack of Quintessential Chi in his body, he was no different from a Soul Forming Stage cultivator.

Everywhere he passed, he saw only slaughter, endless slaughter. Regardless of gender, age or gender, everyone died under the butcher's knife.

Even though these people had nothing to do with him, he still saved them in the end. As for the perpetrators, they were all killed by him.

"Thank you for your kindness, Immortal …"

Countless people in Lin 'an County knelt down in front of him, mixed with all kinds of helpless cries.

"Head north and look for an old blacksmith in East Zhang Village. This person can protect you …"

Ye Chen said and suddenly increased his speed. He took a step forward and teleported five kilometers away in the blink of an eye.

After a few hundred breaths of time, a majestic city came into view. However, the city was already in flames and was filled with dense death energy.

Outside the city, a huge altar that covered an area of hundreds of square meters had already been set up. There was a formation set up around the altar. It was like a huge black hole that was crazily tearing at the yin energy and souls between heaven and earth.

At the center of the altar, women in red had their hands and feet tied as they knelt on the ground. Behind them, there were black-robed men with dark energy torturing them with the cruelest punishment in the world.

The Great Thousand Ghost Devouring Formation required ferocious souls to guard it. Ordinary people could only turn into ghosts after death.

Therefore, if one wanted to give birth to a ferocious soul, one had to torture the dead while they were alive. That way, the resentment would increase, and only after death would there be a chance to give birth to a ferocious soul.

All sorts of incomparably shrill screams resounded between heaven and earth. It was like the roar of thousands of ghosts. It was a ghastly sight.

As the women were tortured to death, a black-robed man extracted their souls and said with a frown, "Senior Brother, they didn't capture enough women. Only one vengeful spirit was born out of nearly 300 women …"

"If the ferocious soul doesn't come out, how can the Great Thousand Ghost Devouring Formation be completed?" A black-robed old man's eyes were sinister.

His name was Suo Ming, and he was from the Darkkun Dynasty's grade-9 sect, the Fallen Spirits Sect. He was also the person who set up the Great Thousand Ghost Devouring Formation.

At this moment, a man walked to his side and whispered, "Sir, we found the person you're looking for …"

"Bring him here!" Suo Ming could not help but reveal a look of ecstasy.

Immediately after, a few men in black brought a petite girl in white who was only 15 or 16 years old over.

The girl's mouth was gagged, and her hands and feet were tied. She could only struggle with all her might, and her beautiful eyes were filled with fear.

The moment he saw that person, the expression of Lin 'an County's Deputy Minister, Lu Zhiyuan, who was standing in the distance like a puppet, changed drastically.

"Tongtong …"

Lu Zhiyuan cried out in disbelief, and then he pounced over frantically, "Tongtong …"

The girl in front of him was his only daughter. He got his daughter at an old age and regarded her as the apple of his eye. He did not expect that she would be brought here.

The moment the girl saw him, she struggled more and more intensely, and her eyes were filled with a pleading look.

"Get lost!"

Someone kicked Lu Zhiyuan away.

Lu Zhiyuan screamed and knelt heavily on the ground, begging bitterly, "Sir Suo, please let my daughter go. I have done everything you ordered …"

The black-robed old man laughed cruelly, "Deputy Minister Lu, I'm sorry. Your daughter is the Lady of Four Yin that I'm looking for. She's the most suitable to be the ferocious soul of the formation."

"No!!!"

Lu Zhiyuan's eyes were bloodshot, "I'm an official of the imperial court. You can't touch my daughter. She … she's only 15 years old …"

"An official of the imperial court?"

Suo Ming smiled disdainfully, "Since you're an official of the imperial court, you should know that this plan concerns the fate of the Great Kun Dynasty. You should sacrifice yourself for the country …"

Suo Ming no longer paid attention to him. After grabbing the girl in white with one hand, his fingernails directly pierced into the top of the former's skull, and he muttered.

"No!" Lu Zhiyuan begged again and again.

Retribution, it's really retribution!

He, Lu Zhiyuan, once boasted that he was an honest official and loved the people like his own children. However, for the sake of his family, he had to acquiesce in the massacre of the entire county.

Now the retribution was on his daughter.

"Noisy old man!"

Suo Tu felt noisy in his ears. His eyes turned cold, and a wisp of spiritual power turned into a poisonous scorpion and attacked Lu Zhiyuan.

Lu Zhiyuan could not help but show despair.

Just as the poisonous scorpion was about to fall on him, a purple thunderbolt fell from the sky.

The purple lightning struck the scorpion's body with unerring accuracy, and the latter vanished into thin air with a loud bang.

(End of this chapter)

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