Sensing the aura of soul power coming from Ku Lingzi, Xiao Chen suddenly remembered back in Immortal North Ancient Realm. At that time, Ku Lingzi had just rescued Wei Yang. In order to prevent him from harboring ill intentions, Wei Yang insisted on forcing him to swear the Three Lives Curse. Now that the Three Lives Curse had been lifted, he still helped him again and again.

“The heavens and the earth are big, where can I go …”

All of a sudden, Ku Lingzi sighed softly again. His sharp eyes just now had a faint look of loneliness and vicissitudes in the blink of an eye.

In the past, he was the Sacred Soul of the Netherworld, but now, he had bore a deep grudge against the sea of blood in his entire life. Everything that had happened, his identity, his status, was nothing more than a thing of the past.

Xiao Chen knew the pain in Ku Lingzi’s heart. He could deeply experience the pain of wanting revenge all the time, but he couldn’t get revenge. Now that the Nethersoul Master was too powerful, revenge was almost impossible. He hoped that when his cultivation reached that level, he could help Ku Lingzi retrieve his body from the Nethersoul Master’s hands in the future …

“Little brat, you don’t have to worry about me. The current me will no longer do anything stupid on impulse like I did back then.”

Ku Lingzi put his hands behind his back as if he could see Xiao Chen’s thoughts. He also recalled how he had fought against the Nether Soul Master back then, but he had fallen into a trap and almost lost his soul.

“But …”

Suddenly, Ku Lingzi’s words changed, and his eyes gradually became cold again. He said coldly, “True Monarch Xuanxiao, I should settle his debts. More than 20 years ago, he killed my good friend Luo Mei Feng for the Nine Transformations and annihilated the entire Miraculous Pivot Palace Clan …”

At this moment, Xiao Chen could clearly feel the murderous intent on Ku Lingzi’s body. He naturally knew that Shen Jing was a disciple of Miraculous Pivot Palace Luo Mei Feng from Palace Master, but Miraculous Pivot Palace was destroyed. At that time, Shen Jing was the only one who escaped.

But faintly, He felt that this was unusual, Ning Mei said, “Back then, Senior’s primordial spirit was captured by Ye Zhiqiu and imprisoned for three hundred years. In these three hundred years, many changes that Senior did not know had occurred in the world. The current True Monarch Xuanxiao may not be the True Monarch Xuanxiao from three hundred years ago. If he had any contact with the Netherworld Soul Master, Senior would have gone so rashly.”

It wasn’t that Ku Lingzi hadn’t thought about this question. It was just that over the years, he had spent time with Shen Jing to guide Luo Mei Feng in cultivating the divine abilities within the Nine Transformations. He could clearly sense that although Shen Jing normally didn’t say anything, the hatred in her heart was getting heavier and heavier day by day. Miraculous Pivot Palace’s hatred, Ning Village’s hatred …

If this continued, he was very worried that even with his guidance, Shen Jing would end up going astray because of the hatred in her heart. After all, the Nine Transformations was an all-encompassing book, yet it was extremely strange. Even he was unable to fully comprehend it …

“Let’s talk about True Monarch Xuanxiao another day. Tonight, I won’t disturb Senior.” Xiao Chen looked at Ku Lingzi. After saying that, he turned around and went to the back.

Half a month passed quickly. It was already the sixth day of the ninth month. It was late autumn in the mortal world. Three days later, it would be the Double Sun Festival in Zhongyue Peak.

This time, almost Xianyuan Five Realms, regardless of whether it was the Righteous Diabolism, had gone to Zhongyue Peak. It had probably been nearly a thousand years since such a grand gathering had taken place.

Over the past few days, Xiao Chen had already made all preparations for Yang Xiaoran to notify all the sects below Lustless Heaven. Now, there were more than a hundred sects of all sizes below Lustless Heaven, and within Diabolism, only Motian Sect was likely to be able to contend against them.

The other two were Xiaoyao Pavilion and Baiyun Pavilion. These two families also had significant forces in Diabolism. Finally, Dream Immortal Sect. Although Dream Immortal Sect was also one of the four major forces in Diabolism, its style of conduct was completely different from those of Motian Sect.

This time, Motian Sect of Patriarch Motian, Nether Monarch Xuanming of Carefree Tower, and Pavilion Master White Cloud of White Cloud Pavilion had all personally gone to Zhongyue Peak, but it seemed that only Meng Xian’er had not gone.

At this moment, in an ice palace of the Dream Immortal Sect, the cold air in the ice room was bone-piercing. On a thousand-year-old ice platform in the middle, there was a person quietly lying on it, not touching a single inch of his body. It was Luo Yao’er.

Her complexion was still red, and her skin was as smooth as jade. There were no wrinkles on her body, but her entire body had long since lost its breath.

Meng Xian’er used the Ice Soul Pill to protect her body, but the last strand of her soul could not return to its original position. Those killed by Shen Cangming could not be resurrected. Back in Wuwang Sea, it was Xiao Chen who managed to barely preserve a strand of Luo Yao’er’s soul with the Soul Forbidden Technique.

At this moment, Meng Xian’er was standing on the edge of the ice platform, her fingers lightly touching Luo Yao’er’s beautiful and cold body. She still felt sad in her heart. During this period of time, she had tried everything she could, but it was useless. Could it be that, as Xiao Chen had said, there was no possibility of resurrecting the person who had been manipulated to death …

“Da … Da … Da … Da …”

Just at this moment, a soft sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from outside. Meng Xian’er held a scarf and covered Luo Yao’er’s body gently. She turned around and said, “Bell Demon, is there anything wrong?”

The person who came was Yucha Xuanji. She was called Bell Demon Jade Aunt. She only heard her say, “I just received news that Zhongyue Peak, Patriarch Motian, Dark Nether Secluded Monarch, and Pavilion Master White Cloud have all gone. Sect Leader, look …”

“It’s their business to go. We don’t need to pay any attention to it.”

Meng Xian’er’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. During this period of time, she had already been exhausted because of Luo Yao’er. How could she still have the mood to go to the Chongyang Society? Moreover, most of the people who went to Zhongyue Peak this time, be it the Righteous path or Diabolism, were all targeting Lustless Heaven. Could it be that she was also targeting Xiao Chen?

“Yes, this subordinate understands …”

Yucha Xuanji’s voice gradually disappeared from the outside. Meng Xian’er turned around and looked at Luo Yao’er on the ice platform. He frowned and sighed softly, “Big sister, big sister, but you haven’t told me what Shen Cangming has been trying to do all these years …”

…

Three days later, it was already Chongyang. Zhongyue Peak was located in the south of the Central Plains. The climate was not too cold. It was late autumn, and there were many dogwood trees and yellow flowers all over the mountain. However, at the peak of the mountain, the terrain was too high, so the snow did not melt all year round.

In Xianyuan Five Realms, there was such a towering mountain peak in every region, collectively known as the Five Yue Peak. As for how many years it had existed, no one knew.

But the history of Zhongyue Peak, but the oldest, In the past, Every other armor, there was a gathering of winds and clouds, It was said that the Storm Cloud Society was originally founded after Qing Emperor. A few peerless experts started a sword discussion to compete for the first place in the world and take the name of Qing Emperor’s descendant. Later on, it gradually evolved into a way to resolve disputes between various sects. In fact, at that time, the Righteous Devil Society and the Righteous Devil Society were at odds, and even the various sects of the Devil Religion would go to Zhongyue Peak to fight righteously with the Righteous Dao sects.

This Double Sun Gathering was undoubtedly the biggest gathering in Xianyuan Five Realms in the past thousand years. Before noon, besides the snow-capped mountain peak, tens of thousands of people were gathered. As for the mountain peak, it was a sea of people. There were countless people.

The Heavenly Gate had never cared about Zhongyue Peak, but most of them had sent experts to hide nearby. However, the Heavenly Gate did not have much influence on today’s Chongyang Gathering. Unless there were a few experts at the True Cave Stage or above, it would be impossible to suppress this occasion.

As it was approaching noon, the wind and snow on the mountain peak gradually grew, and there were more and more people. Looking around, most of them were people from the Righteous path, such as Qinghong Sect, Cangfeng Valley, and Yu Xu Guan, who were from the great sects of the Profound Sect, had also come today.

Xuanqing Sect had naturally sent people over today. The seven Excellency did not have a future, but Mei Jianyi, Jiang Nanliu, Xie Chichun, Feng Xiaoyin, and the other disciples. When Qianyu Nichang heard that Ruoshui was coming to Xiao Chen today, he secretly followed Zhongyue Peak without telling Ling Yin.

“It’s almost noon, why haven’t we seen Senior Brother yet …”

On a large rock, Ruoshui stood on tiptoe and looked around. However, there was no trace of Xiao Chen. Qianyu Nichang’s eyebrows furrowed. She hoped that she would not see Xiao Chen today.

“Are you cold?”

Qianyu Nichang looked at Ruoshui and saw that her clothes were thin and that the snow on the top of the hill was heavy, afraid that she would not be able to withstand the cold.

“Not cold, not cold” Ruoshui was still looking around. When she heard that Xiao Chen was coming, she was excited. How could she feel cold?

“Senior Sister, did you bring thick clothes?”

Qianyu Nichang looked at Fu Ling. Fu Ling nodded and took out a white mink coat from his sleeve.

“Senior Sister Nichang, I’m neither cold nor cold …”

Ruoshui shook his hand. Qianyu Nichang still took the clothes from Fu Ling and put them on her. Ruoshui stuck out his tongue and smiled, “Thank you, Senior Sister Nichang.”

Many of the male disciples of Xuan Qing behind saw this scene, but they were all thinking about it. They thought to themselves that it would be good if Junior Sister Qianyu treated them so gently. Or perhaps, Junior Sister Ruoshui was willing to let him treat them so gently. That would be good …

Not far away, the four of them were not as leisurely as the disciples. However, seeing the four of them frown, they naturally knew that today’s matter was of great importance. If something were to happen to them, with so many people in Mei Jianyi today, it would be hard to imagine what the consequences would be.

At this moment, Feng Xiaoyin seemed to have sensed a trace of weak Spiritual Energy movement from the southeast direction. Xie Chichun saw a sudden change on his face and asked, “Senior Brother Feng, did you discover anything?”

Of Daoist Qingxuan’s five disciples, Ling Yin didn’t have to say anything. The remaining four were undoubtedly Feng Xiaoyin’s most unfathomable cultivators, followed by Xie Chichun. As for Mei Jianyi and Jiang Nanliu, compared to Ling Yin and Feng Xiaoyin, their cultivations could only be considered ordinary.

At this moment, Feng Xiaoyin’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked at the faintly visible mountain range in the southeast. He muttered, “Not long ago, someone said that an abnormal Zhongyue Peak flow had been discovered near Spiritual Energy. They said that there was an ancient secret realm hidden beneath Zhongyue Peak … Could that trace of Spiritual Energy’s movement just now be true?”

Hearing this, the other three revealed doubts on their faces. After a while, Mei Jianyi whispered, “I heard about this matter before, but I think there were probably people who came from nowhere, so I didn’t take it to heart. However, two days ago, I saw a lot of people from various sects going down there …”

“Strange, why does this trace of Spiritual Energy feel …”

Feng Xiaoyin lowered her head and pondered. Right at this moment, the entire peak of Zhongyue Peak suddenly trembled slightly. Immediately after, the crowd became noisy. In the northwest sky, the originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy. A large amount of dark clouds actually surged towards her. In an instant, it covered the sky and covered the sun.

“It’s Patriarch Motian …”

Feng Xiaoyin immediately raised his head to be on guard. It was as if a great devil like Patriarch Motian was bound to be at odds with the various sects of Xianyuan’s Righteous path. He imagined that three hundred years ago, when the various sects of Diabolism invaded the Central Plains, countless people had died at his hands. Everywhere he passed, blood flowed into rivers and corpses were everywhere.

“It’s from Motian Sect, Patriarch Motian is here!”

At this moment, the crowd stirred up. The disciples of the younger generation had never experienced the horrible slaughter of the past. However, at this moment, the eyes of many elders in the sect were filled with intense hatred. Their fingers cracked. Many of them had personally watched their senior brothers, sisters, and sisters die tragically at the hands of the devils of Diabolism.

Under everyone’s gaze, the black clouds quickly surged towards the summit of Zhongyue Peak Mountain. The person standing on the clouds had an icy cold gaze, and his body emitted an extremely heavy demonic aura. It was still the same as before. Naturally, many sect elders recognized him. It was Patriarch Motian.

Beside Patriarch Motian stood a person dressed in Qingyi, holding a folding fan in his hand. His entire person looked extraordinary, and he was Chu Yunshen, one of the three great experts of Motian Sect.

He was probably the only person in Motian Sect who could stand side by side with Patriarch Motian in public. Even Patriarch Motian’s adopted son, Xie Tianluo, was standing behind him, along with the other experts of Motian Sect.

“Looks like fellow Daoists of the Profound Sect have been waiting here for a long time …”

Patriarch Motian’s tone was cold. As he spoke, a familiar person swept past him. Qinghong Sect of Yu Zhenzi, Fourth Elder Qingfeng of Cangfeng Valley, Lingxuanzi of Yu Xu Guan, and so on. However, none of these people were his opponents back then.

“Why didn’t you see Qing Xuanzi?”

Patriarch Motian’s gaze finally fell on Xuanqing Sect’s side, causing many Xuan Qing disciples to feel a chill behind their backs. Ruoshui frowned and said, “Is this the Patriarch Motian? What a disgusting feeling. He is no match for Master Ancestor. If Master Ancestor comes today, he might hide somewhere …”

“Huh?”

No matter how much Ruoshui whispered, how could he escape Patriarch Motian’s ears, his eyes turned cold and he immediately shot two cold gazes at Ruoshui.

Qianyu Nichang instantly stood in front of Ruoshui. However, there were only two gazes. When she was caught off guard, she felt a slight tremor. Her heart couldn’t help but tremble. Three hundred years ago, this devil’s cultivation had reached such a level that no one could see through it.

“This old man is so scary” Ruoshui hid behind Qianyu Nichang and only poked his head out. He didn’t expect this old devil to be so powerful.

At this moment, Feng Xiaoyin stood up and looked at Patriarch Motian in midair. He said neither humbly nor arrogantly, “Master has been cultivating in seclusion recently, so this time, he was unable to come to Zhongyue Peak …”

“Humph!”

Patriarch Motian coldly snorted and flicked his sleeves, “Don’t you think that Qing Xuanzi’s courage is getting weaker and weaker? Now, he only dares to hide in Xuan Qing and not come out?”

“You …”

His words caused most of the disciples present in Xuanqing Sect to feel uncomfortable. However, at this moment, none of the seven Excellency were present. This was another extremely terrifying old devil in Diabolism. They did not dare to say anything else.

As for the people from the sects beside him, they would not say anything else. After all, everyone knew that Patriarch Motian had been invincible in the past, but in the end, he had been injured by Daoist Qingxuan’s palm strike and sword strike.

At this time, a large number of people flew over from afar. The people who returned were from the Freedom Tower and the White Cloud Pavilion. These two great Diabolism forces were completely different from the black mist surrounding Motian Sect. The people from the White Cloud Pavilion were all wearing white clothes and had long swords hanging from their waists. They didn’t know which Immortal Sect they thought had arrived.

“Humph!”

Seeing the people from Xiaoyao Pavilion and Baiyun Pavilion arrive, Patriarch Motian snorted coldly. In his opinion, the people from Baiyun Pavilion were the most inhumane. Diabolism was Diabolism. Why did he learn from those profound sects, white clothes and white boots, and wear swords hanging around his waist?

“Senior Mo Tian …”

Pavilion Master White Cloud smiled at Patriarch Devil Heaven, but no one had seen his true face for so many years. He was wearing a white fan, a white mink coat, and a white jade mask.

The Dark Nether Secluded Monarch also arrived at the top of the mountain. He was dressed in red today, and his body was a bit bloody. It was probably when he came that he encountered a few blind juniors of the Dark Sect blocking his way and killed them.

“Since everyone is here, why don’t I am say one more word …”

At this moment, Qinghong Sect of Yu Zhenzi walked out. Looking at the people from the Righteous and Devil Dao, he said loudly, “I’m sure you all knew before you came that Xianyuan’s Ancient Earth Spirit Veins are unstable. If the various sects continue to compete with each other privately, the final result will be the exhaustion of their Spirit Veins. I’m sure everyone here doesn’t want to repeat what happened more than 3,000 years ago.”

Patriarch Motian said coldly, “Isn’t this simple? If you give up another spirit vein, won’t everything be settled?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the righteous sects immediately stirred up. Someone shouted, “You’ve gathered a lot of Spiritual Bloodline Force over the years, yet you still want us to give up another spirit vein?”

The noise in the crowd grew louder and louder. After the silence subsided, Patriarch Demon Heaven snorted coldly, “You may have misunderstood something. Those Spiritual Bloodline Force were gathered by Lustless Heaven. What does that have to do with us?”

Hearing this, the various sects began to quarrel again. It was noon, and the two sides were still arguing endlessly. There was no result. At this moment, a faint male voice suddenly sounded from the top of the mountain. “Now that Venerable Lord Lustless has yet to arrive, why are you guys fighting endlessly here? What’s the point?”

As this voice rang out in the crowd, everyone quieted down. There was a pavilion built high up on the mountain peak. It was covered with snow, faintly concealing the words “Wind Cloud Pavilion”.

Inside the Wind Cloud Pavilion, there were more than a dozen jars of wine, and there was actually a person who drank by himself, ignoring the characters of the Righteous and Devil Dao.

Outside the Wind Cloud Pavilion stood a large stone stele with the words “Number One Under Heaven” written on it. The brush strokes were strong and majestic, but how heavy were the words “Number One Under Heaven”? Throughout the ages, who could bear these four words?

“No. 1 in the world?”

It seemed that at this moment, someone finally noticed that there was actually someone inside the snow-covered pavilion. Quite a few people recited the four words on the stone stele outside.

“Number One Under Heaven … I can’t afford these four words. Let’s wait for Brother Xiao to arrive. You guys can say these four words again …”

The man said indifferently. As he spoke, he gulped down the wine in his hand and said, “Here he comes.”

Everyone didn’t know what he was talking about, but when Xuanqing Sect saw the person in the Wind Cloud Pavilion in the distance, his face immediately became happy, “It’s Big Brother Sique! I didn’t expect him to arrive earlier than us! He was actually in that pavilion, and I didn’t even see him just now …”

Just as she finished speaking, a snowstorm suddenly rose in the south direction. A figure flew into the sky. At this moment, a cold aura caused everyone to tremble. Behind that person, there were more than a dozen clouds and stones. All of them were people from Lustless Heaven!

“That person … is Venerable Lord Lustless, he’s here!”

At this moment, the entire Zhongyue Peak instantly stirred up. Everyone looked towards the south. At first, they didn’t know who the Lord of Lustless Heaven was, but after all these years, most of them already knew.

The Lord of Lustless Heaven was the Xuanqing Sect of Xiao Yichen back then, but when everyone saw him with their own eyes today, they still found it hard to believe. That white hair that was flying in the snow, his cold eyes that were as cold as frost, and his frightening aura, his entire body was truly different from back then …

Was this really the same person from back then? Everyone felt extremely suffocated …