Chapter 355 -353 I Don’t Negotiate with the Dead
Imperial City, Martial Temple.
Wu Dao’an stood rather helplessly in the grand hall.
By his side, A’Qing sat on the ground in a rare mood of dejection, hugging her knees with her shoulders trembling slightly.
Xu Wanyun was squatting beside her, tenderly soothing her emotions.
However, this woman, who seemed composed, was also somewhat lost in a daze.
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The two women, who had been sheltered at home for many years, were feeling their wings harden and ventured out to make a decision on behalf of their family for the first time.
They were cruelly slapped by the harsh reality.
It proved that the Xu Family was far from being able to leave their hiding place and walk in the world openly and honorably.
Their words, after all, had influenced the judgment of the Fifth Ancestor.
The elders, together with their clan, set foot again on this familiar yet foreign land, only to be ensnared and completely annihilated by their life-and-death foes before they could even reach Great Qian.
The development of the whole affair was as smooth as if Great Qian and Xuanguang Cave had colluded in advance.
At this moment, A’Qing was less in sorrow than deep in self-blame and worried for her kin.
“Auntie…” she hugged Xu Wanyun’s leg tightly.
“Kill!”
Atop the altar, the Furious Arhat Dharma Aspect viciously trampled on a cultivator wearing mysterious white robes, who appeared to be at his last breath.
“Kill them all! Don’t cry! Kill them all!”
“Ancestor, please calm down,”
Wu Dao’an looked behind him helplessly; the situation was completely out of his control.
Great Qian used every means to contact Shen Yi.
But it was as if he had vanished into thin air.
Almost all the Yin God Cultivators within the Martial Temple mobilized, taking away all the Golden Body Dharma Aspects.
Their stance was one of desperate struggle.
However, up to this point, they hadn’t even been able to secure the qualifications to negotiate properly with Xuanguang Cave.
The stance of Xuanguang Cave was very clear.
First, crack open the Great Formation and deal with the Xu Family; then, settle accounts with Great Qian.
“Tch…this is what allies are…”
The Xuanguang Cave Cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood and glared fiercely at everyone, “Just you wait and see, this isn’t over! For years I’ve protected you all, and this is how you repay me.”
The Ancestor of the Martial Temple directly pulled him up and stuffed him into his mouth, biting his waist, “Eat you! Eat you!”
“Ancestor!”
Finally unable to bear it any longer, Wu Dao’an quickly performed a spell in an attempt to awaken the ancestor.
The Xu family were still in the hands of Xuanguang Cave.
This cultivator was also a bargaining chip for negotiations, he couldn’t be simply killed off like that.
Just then, the Ancestor of the Martial Temple suddenly stopped chewing, disregarding the cultivator who slipped from his mouth, and stared blankly at the sky.
Wu Dao’an was startled for a moment.
Without the Golden Scroll in his hand, he couldn’t feel the change.
But something that could draw the attention of the senile ancestor was most likely some unusual occurrence with the Incense Willpower.
“Incense Willpower, could it be…
In the Martial Temple First Court.
Shen Yi stood at the doorway, feeding the Demon Origin to the newly formed Demon Soul.
The Divine Soul of the Youwei Demon Emperor gradually solidified.
Yet, under the calm gaze of its master, it felt a chill and forgot to express its gratitude.
After the fourth Demon Origin was consumed,
[Demon Emperor: Youwei Demon Emperor]
The word “crippled” finally vanished from the panel.
Shen Yi mobilized the lifespan of the demon, pouring the remaining more than 30,000 years entirely into the panel.
[In the first year, in collaboration with Lady Qinghua over many years, you effortlessly confine the Youwei Demon Emperor within the Demon Prison]
Shen Yi held all the Incense Willpower of Great Qian in his grasp.
Now, he finally poured it all, without reservation, into the Golden Bead inside him.
Under the blessing of the vast Demon Lifespan, the sea of clouds formed by the converging mist was vanishing at a visible rate.
Thirty-seven thousand years!
When the sky cleared and the clouds dispersed,
The Demon Lifespan was exhausted.
[Transcendent Divinity, Golden Prison Dharma Aspect (Precious): Great Success]
Shen Yi stopped concealing his actions and turned to walk towards the Martial Temple.
And behind him was a majestic golden Dharma Aspect, ten zhang and eight chi tall, with a Golden Dragon on his left arm and a shadowy Jiao on his right, towering like a mountain.
Suspended in the sky above, it reflected onto the Great Qian Imperial City.
Then it suddenly vanished into the clouds.
“Ancestor, he’s back?”
Wu Dao’an looked at the Ancestor staring up in a daze, and his heart immediately filled with intense joy.
Although he didn’t know what Shen Yi could do upon returning.
After all, the last time, the Qingqiu Ancestor that was killed was only a Transcendent Spirit Middle Stage existence. Facing the entire rage of the Xuanguang Cave, perhaps he too would be just as helpless as Wu Dao’an.
But just hearing news of Junior Brother Shen.
Wu Dao’an felt an inexplicable sense of security.
“Who is… he?”
The Ancestor slowly lowered his head, his face filled with confusion.
“I…” Wu Dao’an was choked up for a moment, and impatiently waved his hand, “Asking you is a waste of time.”
Looking at the two women trying hard to hold back their tears, he clenched his fists tightly, and a trace of sorrow also surged from the bottom of his heart.
Only when one truly enraged the Xuanguang Cave.
Would they discover an extremely sad fact.
Great Qian not only lacked the strength to protect others, but their own people had long been treated like fish on a chopping board.
Just then, Wu Dao’an saw a straight figure approaching from outside the door, then passing by him, walking to the front of the offering table.
The young man was so silent that the old man almost didn’t react.
Not until the other person spoke.
“Hand him over to me.”
Shen Yi stood with his hands hanging down, looking at the man in the Mysterious White Robes on the offering table.
The Ancestor was stunned for a moment; his brain didn’t support too complex thinking, and he instinctively kicked the person off the offering table.
“And who are you!”
The Xuanguang Cave Cultivator struggled to stand up but was stomped back down by the young man with an indifferent expression.
“Rebellion! You folks from Great Qian are rebelling!”
Hearing that sharp roar, A’Qing and Xu Wanyun looked up in shock, their eyes fixed on the erect figure, not particularly muscular, yet appearing so tall.
“Junior Brother Shen, capture him quickly, and there’s still…”
Wu Dao’an hurriedly spoke up to remind him.
But he saw Shen Yi slightly lift his boot and then casually crushed the man’s head with a foot.
Boom—
The head of the Cultivator scattered instantly into spiritual energy.
Wu Dao’an opened his mouth in shock: “Negot…”
Shen Yi turned around, heading back towards the door, and softly said, “Lead the way.”
He saw no need to negotiate with a dead man.
A’Qing clambered up from the ground in a daze and followed him without a word.
Xu Wanyun hurriedly supported her.
“What are you looking at! Hurry up and follow!”
Wu Dao’an glanced at the Ancestor and waved his hand forcefully.
To hell with it.
Anyhow, he was completely baffled, and now he just needed to follow Junior Brother Shen.
“Kill! Kill! Kill!”
The Ancestor soared into the sky, shattering the towering beams.
With Wu Dao’an leading the way, a group of people quickly headed for the outskirts of Great Qian.
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“The situation is like this.”
Wu Dao’an summoned his Yin God Cultivator capabilities to barely keep up with Shen Yi’s pace: “This time it’s a black-robed Grand Cultivator… you can think of him as the head of Xuanguang Cave. Apart from Zhang Xuanyan, who joined exceptionally, they are all Transcendent Spirit Late Stage Cultivators. As for who came, I’m not quite sure.”
“If it’s Zhang Xuanyan, with you here, they probably won’t dare to move against the Xu Family just yet.”
“If it is one of the other three,” Wu Dao’an took a deep breath, and said gravely, “With disciples from Wutong Mountain present, we can pay any price to ensure the Xu family’s safety.”
Great Qian might not value the Xu Family that much.
But this was the first promise Shen Yi made to someone else.
Being the de facto leader of the Martial Temple.
He was the backbone of Great Qian, his dignity was above all else!
Hearing this, A’Qing and Xu Wanyun remained silent, but they vigorously rubbed their eyes.
All they held dear was right there.
And now, Shen Yi was going to lead them to bring their family back safely.
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