20demayo Chapter 963 - 964: Come and Meet Your Death!
Chapter 963 - 964: Come and Meet Your Death!
Chapter 963: Chapter 964: Come and Meet Your Death!
Sky Blade Song Que had always been defending the main city without leaving a single step, but now he was nowhere to be seen. Could it be that he also perished here?
“After my father died, Senior Sky Blade was captured and taken to the Upper Realm to serve as a laborer in mining Immortal Stone Veins. Senior Sky Blade said he wanted to cultivate in the Upper Realm and pursue the path of the sword, seeking revenge after achieving something.”
Yang Huan’s expression was gloomy. Things were no longer as they were; the once lively borderlands were gone. The people who had been alive were dead or scattered, and the past brilliance was lost forever.
“Senior Sky Blade openly challenged King Weiwu to protect the young lady from harassment, but now he has lost another arm. The cultivators from the Central Origin Realm are intent on making a joke of the Immortal Spirit Continent. They didn’t kill him to humiliate Senior Sky Blade, but instead sent him to the labor army.”
The cultivators’ faces were filled with indignation.
“With both arms gone, how is Senior Sky Blade supposed to mine? You can imagine that he must have been tormented to death by those overseers. These people are heartless murderers!”
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“If this is the situation at the borderlands, what about the other continents?”
Li Xiaobai frowned slightly.
“Disciples from various sects have descended, looking for suitable people to follow the paths they have arranged. The Demon Sect’s chief, the Blood Demon Sect, occupies Central Province, the Buddhist Sect has taken over the Western Desert, the likes of the Five Poison Cult and Hundred Flowers Sect are entrenched in Southern Ming, the Eastern Sea has been occupied by the Sea Clan cultivators, and the Northern Region is a group of young people who specialize in cultivating cold energy.”
“Other dynastic forces and small and medium-sized sects roam around, acting as vassals to these prestigious great sects.”
Yang Huan briefly explained that several batches of cultivators from the Central Origin Realm had already descended. The earliest three dynasties were nothing compared to these super sects, and their only option was to bow their heads and serve, but this didn’t prevent them from oppressing and humiliating the cultivators of the Immortal Spirit Continent.
For the big shots of the Central Origin Realm, the people of the barbaric lands were dispensable, like pigs and dogs. As long as they didn’t go too far, they would generally turn a blind eye and wouldn’t ask too many questions.
“What is the highest level of cultivation among the people of the Lower Realm?”
Li Xiaobai asked.
“It should be the Buddhist Sect’s Master Tianxuan, with a cultivation level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, strong and powerful. Many sects in this realm implicitly look to him as their leader.”
Yang Huan took out a crumpled newspaper and handed it to Li Xiaobai.
This was the Immortal Spirit Daily founded by Elder Tianji; it was unexpected that it was still in circulation, suggesting that the Central Origin Realm hadn’t refused this method of information dissemination.
As he unfolded it, Li Xiaobai’s expression became quite animated.
“On the color of the undergarments of the Hundred Flowers Sect disciples, today the people of the Five Poison Cult take you on a re
“Yes, Prince is right. It’s all a blessing to our Holy Demon Sect!”
Ou Yezi forced a smile, speaking jovially, though his heart was bleeding. These weren’t just any dancers; they were clearly female disciples from his Holy Demon Peak, summoned by these elites to flaunt their dance skills for the crowd’s amusement. To maintain peace in the sect, he could only swallow his pride. He knew too well that the individuals before him had a history of annihilating entire sects and dared not raise his eyebrows.
“Hahaha, worthy of being a Sect Leader, you see things clearly. Come, let’s drink!” King Weiwu’s smile widened, but his brows betrayed a mocking look.
“Speaking of which, Prince found several golden eggs in these Barbaric Lands a few days ago and received no small reward for it. With the discovery of Huazi and the miraculous effects of that bathhouse, once this news spreads to the Central Origin Realm, I fear you’ll be on the fast track to success, won’t you?”
The faces of the young elites showed envy as they chuckled and spoke.
“It’s nothing, I just got a bit lucky, that’s all. When I return to the Central Origin Realm, I will still need the support of all the young masters.” King Weiwu said with a hearty laugh.
“You’re too modest, Prince!”
The atmosphere in the hall was harmonious, filled with laughter and cheerful banter.
“Report!”
“There’s an urgent matter that requires Prince’s judgment!”
As the wine rounds passed thrice and everyone was in the midst of merriment, a sudden report came from outside the hall.
“What’s the matter?”
“Can’t you see I’m entertaining guests? Whatever it is, we can talk about it tomorrow!”
King Weiwu’s expression darkened and waved dismissively, intending to send the reporting cultivator away.
“Your Highness, this is an urgent matter of great importance. A scout just reported that a golden light is streaking toward the Holy Demon Sect from the distant mountains, advancing with incredible speed. I’m afraid it won’t take long before it breaches our territory!”
The man shouted, his voice trembling, clearly having witnessed some terrifying sight.
“Golden light? Did you see clearly what it is? Is it a person or a demon?”
King Weiwu furrowed his brow, intending to check it out personally, but in the next second, he already knew the answer.
Before the messenger could say more, there was a sudden uproar outside the hall, plunging into chaos. Following that, there was a loud crash, and as everyone was still bewildered, a golden war chariot smashed through the walls of the hall and charged into everyone’s line of sight.
An intimidating presence spread, and a voice as cold as ice pierced everyone’s ears.
“Where is King Weiwu? Come out and face your death!”