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Chapter 829: Chapter 263: Deceiving the Heavens to Cross the Sea and Meet the Sword Immortal in the Temple, Lu Chi Supports Xi Xi as She Slaps the Princess Consort_5

Since it’s the Six Desires Extermination… how could it possibly breed evil beings?

Or perhaps…

These Temple Guardian Cursed Corpses, are they not tainted by the Temple God Divinity?

Li Che gradually felt a trace of doubt rising in his heart.

Mysterious Que, Mysterious Fog, Strange Temple…

Green fingers, a dead Temple God…

One by one, bits of information flashed through Li Che’s eyes, filled with mystery, rendering him unable to see through, almost suffocating him as if he were ensnared in a vast net.

But soon, he closed his eyes, expelling all the information from his mind.

Those things were all too far removed from him.

What he needed to do now was to enhance his own power.

Only when the power he held was strong enough, would he have the capital to clench his fist and resist when facing disasters and horrors.

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Temple Control Bureau.

Outside the Sword Immortal Mysterious Temple of the Five Elders Rank Six Desires Evil Slayer Lu Xuan Sword Immortal.

Feng Zhiqi abruptly opened his eyes, a sharp radiance almost solidifying, his Martial Dao Will merging with the power of Heaven and Earth, the terrifying Heavenly Person Sensing creating a domain that twisted everything!

“How dare you!”

“To brazenly intrude upon the Five Elders Strange Temple!”

Rage flared across Feng Zhiqi’s features!

The sudden burst of vibration from within Strange Que was immediately detected by the surveillance Divine Envoys, and the news was passed on.

Feng Zhiqi, who had been locking his Martial Dao Will onto Strange Que, also sensed something amiss.

Someone actually dared to provoke the two Temple Guardian Demigods!

Who could it be?

Such enormous gall!

An act seeking death!

Most importantly…

The intent to kill roiled in Feng Zhiqi’s eyes, his heart interweaving cold cruelty with indignation.

Who was it…

Who could have bypassed his guard undetected and entered into the Sword Immortal Guique?!

“Guard all exits, except for myself, anyone who comes out… kill them!”

“Yes, sir!”

All the assembled Supervisors and Chief Envoys shouted out in response.

In the distance.

Wenlong Yuwen, dealing with documents within the Si Mansion, also sensed something awry and quickly made his way over.

Feng Zhiqi, however, did not pay him any heed.

Leaning forward, his terrifying Qi-Blood howling like countless fierce dragons, he dashed out in an instance, his surrounding aura exploding in a burst, revealing voids as tumultuous currents screamed and raged violently!

Transforming into a streak of light, he plunged into the midst of the Mysterious Fog, barging into Strange Que!

And at the moment when Feng Zhiqi crashed into Strange Que.

Li Che flipped his black robe, adjusting his Bull Demon Mask.

Through the two Temple Guardian Cursed Corpses, he landed on the Flying Thunder Chess Piece at the temple entrance.

Moving in mysterious ways, deceiving heaven and earth.

He stepped into this ancient Sword Immortal Temple with its rising eaves and flying gables.

To meet the Sword Immortal.

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Whoosh whoosh—

Rainwater plummets majestically from the high heavens.

In front of the Daoist Master Mansion.

Young Taoist Master Yue Weizheng, holding an umbrella, waits amidst the night with several attendants.

In the distance, a luxurious carriage, like a flower blooming in the pouring spring rain, slowly approaches, its wheels stirring the puddles on the ground, creating white frothy waves, and finally stopping in front of the City Lord’s Mansion.

The curtain is lifted.

Elder Mo’s white hair billowing, he held an umbrella for Lu Chi as they both stepped out of the carriage.

Yue Weizheng’s gaze fell on Elder Mo, his eyes narrowing slightly.

This person… he seemed familiar.

Seemed to be one of the Divine Fetus Practitioners under National Master Xie Yushen!

However, Yue Weizheng wasn’t able to identify his exact identity.

Yue Weizheng looked at Lu Chi with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He had heard of Lu Chi, previously hidden in Golden Light Prefecture, attending the Temple God Resonance Assembly held by the Qian Yuan Divine Sect.

It is said that Lu Chi, this Prince unnoticed in the Divine Capital, with his ordinary heritage, managed to obtain two-tenths of the Third Prince Temple God Divinity.

If it wasn’t for Li Nuanxi who alone obtained seven-tenths of the Temple God Divinity, perhaps… this Prince could have singly secured at least fifty percent.

The Cloth Robe National Master of Great Vista was highly interested in the Prison Lotus Wrathful Third Prince’s Strange Temple at Golden Light Prefecture…

If Prince Lu Chi could acquire five-tenths of Temple God Divinity, he might directly garner the National Master Xie Yushen’s betting and support.

Now… it’s a bit regrettable, this Prince can only try his luck for the chance of becoming a Sect Master’s direct disciple.

“Your Highness, your residence has been arranged, please follow me,” Yue Weizheng said with a smile.

After the carriage was parked, the group entered the Daoist Master Mansion.

The Daoist Master Mansion is vast.

Passing through corridors, crossing pavilions and gardens.

Lu Chi’s large head abruptly paused, his gaze casting towards the distance, a somewhat irate Little Dragon Girl, Ao Qingqing, being rigorously trained by the Dragon Queen Consort in a leisure pavilion.

“Be serious! If you laze around like this, how can you beat that wretched girl Li Nuanxi?!”

The Dragon Queen Consort was very strict, holding a ruler in her hand, and seeming to notice something, she lifted her gaze.

She saw several figures standing in the corridor, her brows slightly furrowed.

In the corridor.

Lu Chi’s gaze was indifferent.

“Is she King of Quelling Chaos Ji Molie’s wife from the Dragon God Clan?”

Upon hearing this, Yue Weizheng’s face showed surprise, as he thought that this Prince Lu Chi, who was not favored in the Divine Capital, intended to win over the Princess Consort.

“Indeed.”

“Shall I go and invite the Princess Consort to come see Your Highness?” Yue Weizheng said with a smile.

“Wretched girl?”

Lu Chi expressionlessly turned his large head to Elder Mo by his side.

“Elder Mo… slap her mouth.”