Chapter 68: The Five Great Powers

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  The Di Sha Men has 24 inner door elders, each of whom is at least in the middle period of the Bao Yuan realm. The master of the Tian Sha has even reached the peak of the late stage of the Bao Yuan realm. His weapon is the rare and precious divine artifact, the Ri Yue Jing Lun. When these two work together, even a character at the level of the Five Great Sect Masters would not dare to underestimate him. It would take hundreds of moves to determine victory or defeat, and whether he can retreat unscathed is still a question.

  Such a powerful force was suddenly slaughtered overnight, and Ye Chen was even more certain that the coffin of the Five Ghosts' Coffin was likely to be a Star Extreme Realm strongman, and not an ordinary early-stage cultivator. Because the early-stage warriors of the Star Extreme Realm had not yet reached the power to slaughter a ninth-grade sect at will, even with the help of five late-stage Wu Zong cultivators.

  Shaking his head, Ye Chen knew that these things were not for him to worry about yet. He didn't have the qualifications. For now, the only thing he could do was to quickly improve his cultivation in order to protect himself from future changes.

  The news of the destruction of the Earthly Demonic Sect spread not only to the Flowing Clouds Sect, but other forces also learned about it in the first instance. For a time, the entire Tianfeng Nation was filled with rumors and hidden undercurrents.

  Ningxia mountain range.

  The location of Di Sha Men.

  The entire mountain peak was littered with corpses, including outer sect disciples, inner sect disciples, core disciples, officials, outer sect elders, inner sect elders, elder family members, and even the patriarch's family members. Each and every one of them lay on the ground, their eyes wide open in a death stare, their bodies desiccated like mummies, an eerie and terrifying sight to behold.

  In the center of the square, a majestic figure stood there, motionless.

  Only when I took a closer look did I realize he was already dead.

  On the robust chest, there was a blood hole as big as a washbasin, the heart had been removed, the blood had long since dried up, and the thick substance was grayish in color.

  If someone with a bit of insight were to appear here, they would certainly recognize that the upright corpse is none other than the master of the Tianxia and Dixia gates.

  A master of a generation who had reached the pinnacle of his craft in his later years, only to have his heart cruelly ripped out by life itself. The news is chilling.

  ……

  It was unknown how long ago, a red light appeared on the eastern horizon.

  The red light grew larger, dyeing the surrounding air with color. As I looked intently, a human figure wrapped in the red light could be seen approaching at a speed surpassing sound.

  Whoosh!

  The red light fell on the Welcome Plaza, swirling around a human figure several times before bursting apart with a loud crash.

  "One night, the entire family was wiped out. Who could have done such a thing?" A figure stood with his hands behind his back, and upon closer inspection, he appeared to be in his forties, with thick bones and a powerful build. He stood like a tiger on the prowl, or a dragon coiled around its prey. It was Luo Xinglie, the master of the Flowing Cloud Sect.

  Among the five major sects, Liuyun Sect and Beixue Manor are closest to Dixie Gate. Upon learning the news, Luo Xinglie immediately left his seclusion and rushed over from tens of thousands of miles away, in order to find some clues and prepare for future changes.

  He stretched out his hand towards the sky and made a grasping motion, as if pulling something from the void. Threads of deathly grey energy were drawn to him.

  Hehehe......

  The dead ash's aura was exceptionally dark and toxic, constantly corroding Luo Xinglie's true energy. Luo Xinglie let out a cold hum, his palm bursting with red light, incinerating the wisp of dead ash into nothingness.

  Just as Luo Xinglie was about to conduct a further investigation, he suddenly lifted his head and looked towards the northeast.

  Across the sky, white clouds cut through the middle.

  A figure shot out swiftly and fiercely, everything that blocked his way was cut through by an invisible sword energy, including the intangible air.

  Bang!

  One fell ten meters to Luo Xinglie's right.

  A man in white clothes as white as snow, with a pale face and no beard, standing with his hands behind his back, with a calm demeanor yet an aura of sharpness that pierces the sky, containing unfathomable great power.

  "Xue Wu Ren, your sword intent is stronger than it was three years ago." Luo Xing Lie's gaze was solemn as he slowly spoke.

  The white-robed middle-aged man smiled faintly: "The intention of the knife is formless, it's unpredictable when it will become dull, let alone your Great Luo Divine Art has already reached the eleventh heaven."

  Luò Xíng Liè didn't say a word, the person in front of him was naturally the master of Běi Xuě Shān Zhuāng, Xue Wú Rèn. At the age of 9, he started practicing Qi, at 16, he entered the Condensed Reality realm, and at 28, he reached the Embracing Origin realm. Judging from his data, his innate talent was quite mediocre, not even comparable to that of an ordinary genius. But what's shocking is that when he broke through to the middle stage of the Embracing Origin realm, he unexpectedly grasped the unparalleled Knife Intent, which made gods and ghosts retreat. His strength remains unmatched to this day, including by people like Luò Xíng Liè.

  Three years ago, he didn't have a single chance of defeating his opponent. Three years later, his opponent is even more unfathomable, and Luo Xinglie cannot admit that if the two were to duel, his chances of winning would not exceed 45%. Of course, he has an ultimate move up his sleeve, but it's hard to guarantee that his opponent doesn't have one either.

  Xue Wu Ren cast his gaze on Jiang Tianxia's corpse and asked, "Have you found anything?"

  Luò Xíng Liè took a deep breath and said, "I've found something. There's a highly toxic and malevolent energy inside Tiān Shā's body that still hasn't dissipated even after half a month."

  "Oh!"

  Xue Wu's eyebrows rose, the training method of the Di Sha Men was different from other sects. The true energy mixed with the killing energy, extremely fierce and cruel. According to reason, the killing energy should have no effect on them. What's even more inconceivable is that Tian Sha, who is number one in the Tian Feng country in terms of killing energy, could be killed by someone using killing energy, and the energy would still linger in his body for half a month without dissipating.

  "Also, look at the expression of Tian Sha, shocked with admiration, it's clear that he has encountered something that even he can't help but praise. So I think, an old monster has emerged."

  As a late-stage martial artist of the Yuanjing realm, Luo Xinglie was meticulous in his observations and could infer the truth from the most superficial things, which was completely at odds with his majestic and overbearing appearance.

  Upon hearing this, Xue Wu Jian's expression changed slightly, "The old monster has emerged, are you certain?"

  "It's probably about 70-80% certain! Otherwise, who else could slaughter the entire Di Sha Men in one night and surpass Jiang Tian Sha in terms of Sha Qi?"

  Xue Wu Ren nodded slightly and sighed: "In that case, the sky of Tian Feng country will change."

  Luo Xing Lie coldly smiled and raised his head saying: "Tu Zhong Shan has arrived!"

  "Long Biyun has also arrived, and humph, Zhuang Qingxian didn't come himself, but sent an elder to deceive people. It seems he doesn't take us seriously." Xue Wujian's senses were in no way inferior to Luo Hanglie's, and as he looked up, his eyes narrowed involuntarily.

  In the southeast direction, a golden halo pierced through the clouds, dissolving the air, as if a huge fireball was shooting towards this side, with thunderous explosions rising and falling, shocking the scene.

  In the south, the rain fell in a patter, and within the rain curtain, a peerless beauty held an umbrella, treading on waves as she walked. Her speed was swift, yet it gave people an illusion of strolling leisurely.

  In the west, there is an old man stepping on a stream of light, with an air of pride and a speed slightly inferior to that of the first two.

  Wow!

  The first to arrive was a stunning beauty holding an umbrella, her raven hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her slender figure was enchanting, and the sky-blue dress she wore flowed around her like rippling water, without a speck of dust.

  "You two are early." The peerless beauty closed her umbrella and smiled.

  Luó Xíng Liè said: "The Southern Luo Sect's Divine Water Technique is indeed famous and not in vain, I, Luó Xíng Liè, have broadened my horizons."

  The peerless beauty is none other than Long Biyun, the leader of the Nan Luo sect, one of the three major sects. She is the youngest among the five major sect leaders, around thirty years old. However, her background is quite mysterious, and no one knows where she was born or who taught her the skills she possesses.