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nAfraid that they would expose their tracks and be slaughtered by Lin Xuan, Gong Yangde and the others ordered the demon beasts to run towards the Qing Miao Clan while sticking close to the water.

nSoon, they fled back to their territory.

nGong Yangde turned around and looked at the distant sky. His heart was still racing.

n“God, everyone says that the people of the sea are outstanding and that there are low-key powerhouses. It seems like it’s indeed so!”

n“If we had gotten closer just now, how could we have survived?”

nAfter he dismissed his followers, he immediately rushed to the house where his brother, Gong Yangqi, was.

nHe opened the door.

nThe house made of green soil and brownish-red stone emitted a strange and terrifying aura.

nGong Yangde looked up. He saw Gong Yangqi meditating at the table in front of the ancestral tablet.

nStreaks of mysterious green light lingered around Gong Yangqi’s body, making him seem like a god that had crawled out of a green hell. “Brother, you seem like you’re about to break through to the Supremacy Realm.”

n“Such talent is really rare in our Qing Miao Clan!”

nGong Yangde revealed a look of admiration.

nThe Qing Miao clansmen were proficient in raising and using Gu, and were generally not proficient in cultivation.

nAs for Gong Yangqi, he was less than forty years old and was on the verge of reaching the Supremacy Realm. This was already a rather impressive talent.

nIf this cultivation base was combined with the use of Gu,

nthe lethality would be immeasurable.

n“Why didn’t the First Elder come back?”

nSensing Gong Yangde’s appearance, Gong Yangqi opened his eyes and asked calmly.

nGong Yangde said with lingering fear, “They’re all dead!”

n“What?!” Gong Yangqi frowned.

nFirst Elder Mo Yulong was at the Spirit Stage.

nCoupled with the fact that he had bitterly cultivated Gu techniques for more than two thousand years, his overall strength was not much inferior to his.

nFurthermore, they had kept a low profile when they went to the Eastern Wasteland in the sea this time. How could they provoke someone into killing them?

nGong Yangde said, “Brother, the First Elder and the others are really unlucky this time. They encountered the pursuit of a land sword immortal.”

n“I saw with my eyes from hundreds of kilometers away. That sword immortal was peerlessly handsome, and his sword techniques were simple but extremely powerful.”

n“Not only did he kill the Scarlet Eye Dragon Whale controlled by the First Elder in one go, but he also used a thunder technique to shatter them and their ships.”

n“When I think of that scene, my legs tremble!”

nGong Yangqi looked down and saw that Gong Yangde’s legs were indeed trembling involuntarily.

n“Such a peerless sword immortal usually won’t appear easily. Even a cautious person like Mo Yulong was killed by him.”

n“It seems like this person’s strength has indeed exceeded our imagination!”

nGong Yangde asked, “Then Big Brother, should we take revenge? And what about the Gu King?”

nGong Yangqi pondered for a moment with a solemn expression and said,

n“We must take revenge! Mo Yulong has worked hard for our clan and is like a father to me. He can’t die in vain!”

n“As for the Gu King, we can only pay a greater price now. We will sacrifice a forbidden technique to him and ask him to lend his power to our clan.”

n“At that time, I will bring the power of the Gu King to the Eastern Wasteland in the sea to meet that sword immortal!”

nGong Yangde nodded silently.

nThe Gu King was the number one prodigy of the Qing Miao Clan in the past thirty thousand years.

nHis strength might have long surpassed the Emperor Realm and reached the Great Saint Realm!

nWith that power on his brother, Gong Yangqi, he would definitely be able to take revenge for the First Elder and the others!

nNine Furnace Heaven.

nThe Qingwu Holy Land covered an area of 3.5 million kilometers.

nThe tallest mountain in the center was like a huge green sword that pierced into the clouds.

nSpiritual energy surged around the mountain like clouds and mist, and its aura was vast and lofty.

nIn the Qingwu Hall on this mountain.

nThe Holy Lord, Feng Kunxuan, was sitting upright on the high platform in the center.

nAnd below the hall,

nOn the other hand, Sect Master Cao Qianyu from the Yingze Kingdom’s Cloud Howl Sect, Sect Master Wang Cheng, and the others from the Wind Dao Pavilion stood.

nCao Qianyu was Cao Yi’s father and Feng Kunxuan’s son-in-law.

nCao Qianyu looked up at Feng Kunxuan with an incomparably sorrowful and angry gaze. “Father-in-law, you must help Yi’er take revenge!” Wang Cheng and the others bowed at the same time. “Please take charge and let Empress Mystic Ice pay the price!”

nA few days ago, they learned that his son had been killed at the border of North Mystic Heaven. His head had been separated and he had died a miserable death.

nHe mobilized all his connections to investigate their cause of death.

nLater on, they learned that because they had played a game of hunting and killing on the border of North Mystic Heaven, they had angered the Mystic Ice Empress and had been beheaded.

nConsidering how powerful Empress Mystic Ice was, they joined forces and headed to the Qingwu Holy Land to seek the support of the Qingwu Holy Lord, Feng Kunxuan. “Damn you Empress Mystic Ice Donghuang Ziyou. With your ability, you probably knew about his background long before you killed Yi’er, right?”

nFeng Kunxuan’s eyes were filled with killing intent. “You beheaded my grandson just like that. You’re really ruthless!”

nWhat he was most angry about was that Donghuang Ziyou killed him even after learning that Cao Yi was his grandson.

nThis was clearly a great insult to the Qingwu Holy Land!

nAs a Holy Land with a history of millions of years, the foundation of the Qingwu Holy Land was unimaginably deep.

nIn the past ten thousand years, it was rumored that the ancestral advisor had not died. It was very likely that he was hiding in the dark to protect the Holy Land.

nAnd when the Ancestral Grandmaster established the Holy Land, he was already a Emperor Realm powerhouse.

nIt could be imagined that if he was really still alive, his current cultivation base…

nPutting aside the patriarch, the Qingwu Holy Land had a close relationship with the royal family of the Nine Furnace Heaven.

nAs for the Nine Furnace Heaven’s Emperor Sima Wuxiang, other than being an old Emperor Realm cultivator, he also had the ancient divine artifact, the Nine Cauldrons, to protect him.

nHe was much more powerful than Donghuang Ziyou.

nTherefore, even if Donghuang Ziyou seized the North Mystic Heaven’s throne and took down the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom and the Lifeless Kingdom in succession,

nthese were nothing in Feng Kunxuan’s eyes.

n“Father-in-law, how do you plan to take revenge?” Cao Qianyu asked anxiously.

nFeng Kunxuan sneered. “Leave this to me. Don’t act rashly.”

nThe scheming him decided to hire a famous assassin from the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.

nHis target was Donghuang Ziyou’s daughters.

n“Donghuang Ziyou, you killed one of my grandsons, so I will kill your four daughters. This is very fair!”

nHe sneered.

nSeeing his expression, Cao Qianyu and the others knew that Empress Mystic Ice was in danger.

nCrystal Palace.

nThe morning sunlight shone into the bedroom.

nStreaks of mottled light landed on his daughters’ chubby and fair faces, making them look even cuter when they were asleep.

nLin Xuan, who maintained the habit of sleeping despite not needing to, opened his eyes and felt a chill on his chest.

nHe looked up slightly and saw Xuan Xi and Xuan You lying on his chest.

nSparkling saliva flowed from the corners of the two little girls’ mouths.

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