Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

The four of them rose and walked out of the Lucky Inn.

Wen Qingye led the way. The four of them headed toward the long alley where the Heaven-Burying Sect was hidden. Because he possessed Hei Xuan’s memories, he knew the location of the Heaven-Burying Sect’s headquarters like the back of his hand.

After a short while, they passed through crowded streets and bustling marketplaces, arriving at the end of the long alley. Before them stood a solid black wall.

Sima Feng pointed at the thick, heavy black wall before them and asked in a low voice, ”This is the place?”

Although he had once been a disciple of the Heaven-Burying Sect, he hadn’t been qualified to know the exact location of its main headquarters. So, he was somewhat puzzled as he looked at the black wall.

Wen Qingye nodded grimly. ”This is it. This black wall is just a simple Illusionary Array. We can break through it with brute force.”

Tu Bai drew the giant saber from his back and grinned. ”Good, leave it to me. I love this kind of simple, brutish method. The three of you, step back.”

Seeing Tu Bai draw his giant saber, the other three slowly backed away several steps.

Tu Bai gripped the hilt of the giant saber with both hands, then violently swung his arms forward. An azure Sword Aura erupted from the blade of the giant saber, slashing toward the heavy black wall.

BOOM!

A deafening roar echoed in their ears, and cracks spread across the black wall like a spiderweb, slowly extending outward.

CRACK! CRACK!

The moment Tu Bai slowly lowered his saber, the black wall collapsed with a crash. As it fell, the scene beyond was laid bare.

Exquisite pavilions, dance stages, gazebos, and fragrant gardens appeared before their eyes, a stark contrast to the dilapidated exterior.

”Crap, enemies!”

Suddenly, two Heaven-Burying Sect disciples appeared not far from the group of four. One of them began to roar with all his might.

A cold glint flashed in Sima Feng’s eyes. Two cyan Flying Sabers materialized in his palm and shot toward the two men.

SHLKT! SHLKT!

Two streaks of cyan light flashed like an aurora, piercing the void and instantly running through the throats of the two Heaven-Burying Sect disciples.

Hoisting his giant saber, Tu Bai was the first to step over the collapsed wall and walk forward. At the same time, an intimidating, awe-inspiring aura spread out from him.

Simultaneously, the entire headquarters of the Heaven-Burying Sect erupted into chaos. Countless disciples swarmed out from all directions like a black tide, glaring at Wen Qingye’s group with furious eyes.

”Wen Qingye! That’s Wen Qingye!”

Suddenly, a Heaven-Burying Sect disciple pointed at Wen Qingye and exclaimed in shock. He was one of the lucky survivors from the battle in the Celestial Martial Country’s Imperial City; how could he not recognize Wen Qingye?

The surrounding Heaven-Burying Sect disciples erupted in an uproar. Countless gazes, filled with apprehension and fear, were cast upon Wen Qingye.

”So this is the peerless genius of the Celestial Profound Sect, Wen Qingye?”

”The legends say he froze Elder Lim Tian of the Taiyi Pavilion with a single sword strike and annihilated Wang Zhen in one move. Is that really this young man before us?”

”He killed dozens of Life and Death Realm experts with one strike... Does this mean our Heaven-Burying Sect is truly doomed this time?”

...

Watching Wen Qingye, the Heaven-Burying Sect disciples cried out in alarm one by one, then subconsciously took a step back.

”Wen Qingye?”

Suddenly, a loud shout came from among the Heaven-Burying Sect disciples. A figure shot into the air, a crimson saber in his hand, and looked down on Wen Qingye’s group.

This man was none other than the Heaven-Burying Sect’s Left Protector, Luu Jing.

Wen Qingye’s expression was cold. He took a small step forward and said slowly, ”The end has come for the Heaven-Burying Sect.”

”The end?” Luu Jing sneered at Wen Qingye’s words. ”You think you can destroy my Heaven-Burying Sect with just you—a worthless, disorganized mob? What a joke!”

”’A worthless, disorganized mob?’” Hearing Luu Jing’s words, Tu Bai’s voice seethed with irrepressible anger as he snapped his head up.

Luu Jing looked at Tu Bai and said disdainfully, ”What, you have a problem with that?”

Wen Qingye frowned and said in a low voice, ”Don’t be careless. This Luu Jing’s cultivation seems... different.”

Yue Mingzhu nodded and said slowly, ”That’s right. Luu Jing’s cultivation is no longer at the Life and Death Realm Fifth Layer. From what I can tell, he has reached the Sixth Heaven of Life and Death Realm.”

Tu Bai licked his lips, a hint of madness in his eyes. ”Madman, what do you say? The two of us, together?”

Sima Feng gave Luu Jing, who was still in mid-air, a cold glance and nodded. ”My thoughts exactly. I’ve been wanting to test out the Combined Attack Skill of the Azure Dragon Break Extreme Dao.”

”You wish to draw your weapons in my Dayan Dynasty? The people of my Dayan Dynasty will not allow it.”

Suddenly, a voice like a clap of thunder exploded in everyone’s ears. The faces of the Heaven-Burying Sect disciples turned pale as they looked toward the source of the rumbling sound.

Several figures were seen drifting over from the distant sky. In the lead was a middle-aged man in imperial robes. His face was pale, his brow held a trace of Yin Qi, and his entire being exuded a sinister aura, giving off a very strange feeling.

This was the super expert ranked 317th on the Immortal Ascension List, one of the more outstanding emperors of the Dayan Dynasty, known as the Evil Emperor, Tian Youwei.

Standing beside Tian Youwei were Zhao Huiyi and several other experts from the Dayan Dynasty.

Yue Mingzhu frowned upon seeing the people from the Dayan Dynasty. Sima Feng had learned from Wen Qingye that the Dayan Dynasty had already sided with the Taiyi Pavilion, but she didn’t know this yet.

’A thought flashed through her mind, and she seemed to understand. The Taiyi Pavilion has already extended its reach into the Dayan Dynasty.’

She immediately drew a sharp, cold breath. ’The current Pavilion Master of the Taiyi Pavilion is far too cunning.’

’The Taiyi Pavilion hasn’t even made its real move yet, but it has already exhausted the Celestial Profound Sect. If the Taiyi Pavilion were to attack with full force, could the Celestial Profound Sect withstand the assault?’

’The Heaven-Burying Sect, the Asura Sect, True Disciple Wang Hao is a traitor, Peak Master of Purple Bamboo Peak Situ Yun is a traitor... Just how many tricks does the Taiyi Pavilion still have up its sleeve?’

’Furthermore, no one knows the true extent of the Taiyi Pavilion’s power. It’s a mystery just how many of the top thirty on the Immortal Ascension List belong to the Taiyi Pavilion.’

Seeing the arrivals from the Dayan Dynasty, Luu Jing couldn’t help but smile.

Meanwhile, the surrounding Heaven-Burying Sect disciples were overjoyed to hear Tian Youwei’s words, though some were confused. ’Isn’t the Dayan Dynasty a subordinate state of the Celestial Profound Sect? Why would they help our Heaven-Burying Sect?’

When Zhao Huiyi saw Wen Qingye and Yue Mingzhu, he was taken aback. ”It’s you?”

”Huiyi, you know them?” Tian Youwei asked with a frown.

Zhao Huiyi bowed and said respectfully, ”Your Majesty, the Crown Prince was injured by that Wen Qingye.”

”Oh?” A cold light glinted in Tian Youwei’s eyes upon hearing Zhao Huiyi’s words. He turned his gaze to Wen Qingye. ”Wen Qingye. I don’t care who you are, what a genius you may be, how arrogant you are, or what important status you hold. But for you to dare injure the Crown Prince of the Dayan Dynasty, right here in our territory... you’ve got some nerve. It seems you don’t take my Dayan Dynasty seriously at all.”