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Chapter 766

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"This is the seal of the Yu Kingdom's imperial family."

Li Rui gazed at the intricate flame patterns on a stone pillar at Mount Funiu.

He had seen this design before.

It was exactly the same as the one within the Nine Dragons Heaven-Sealing Array deep inside the Yu Kingdom's imperial palace.

He never would have imagined.

That he would see it again today, here in Mount Funiu of the Chaotic Demon Plains in Central Province.

Ever since he stepped into the Heaven-Human Realm, the Holy Emperor of Yu had told him many secrets of the Yu Kingdom, including the fact that these flame patterns were carved personally by the founding Emperor.

Coupled with the fact that Fufeng Zhenjun Black Wind had repeatedly asked him about Taihua Province, he could not help but suspect that there was a deep connection between Mount Funiu and Taihua Province.

"Legend has it that the founding Emperor of Yu, Zhu Yuanlong, established the Yu Dynasty with a reverence for the virtue of fire, thus setting the Divine Fire patterns."

"It shouldn't be a coincidence."

Li Rui pondered.

While he was deep in thought, the voices of two Mount Funiu disciples suddenly rang in his ears.

"Damn it, the broads from Southern Nan Zhengyangzhou are truly fierce, but this is the Chaotic Demon Plains; we can't let these sword cultivators act so arrogantly. Call the senior brothers and junior uncles, let's go together."

"Let's go!"

Shortly after, a series of sounds of things piercing through the air could be heard.

Such scenes were actually not uncommon on Mount Funiu.

Being a demonic sect, it was nothing more than killing and being killed.

When they couldn't win a fight, they would call for help; there was no need to talk about morality anyway, and being able to swarm an opponent to death was also a kind of skill.

It was just that this Southern Nan Zhengyangzhou...

Li Rui's heart stirred slightly upon hearing this.

His figure flashed, and he vanished from where he stood.

On the Chaotic Demon Plains.

A male and a female sword-carrying cultivator were surrounded by a group of Mount Funiu cultivators.

"Fuck, daring to kill our brothers, today even if this little broad is nothing but a corpse, I'm going to have a taste."

"Fuck her!"

Hearing the foul language, the female sword cultivator frowned slightly.

It was only because they were in the Chaotic Demon Plains.

If they were in Southern Nan Zhengyangzhou, these foul-mouthed demonic cultivators would certainly have been corpses long ago.

The middle-aged man, however, looked completely unfazed: "Junior Sister Qingluan, these demonic cultivators are truly rude; Senior Brother will just draw his sword and slay them all."

"Senior Brother, this is the Chaotic Demon Plains."

The middle-aged man shook his head: "No matter, with the Old Ancestor here, they can't turn the sky upside down."

Hearing this man and woman say this.

Some of the demonic cultivators' expressions changed instantly.

The sword cultivators of Southern Nan Zhengyangzhou were not without ruthless characters.

Not to mention anything else.

Daoist Shuangquan was powerful enough in Central Province, but when he encountered that Ye Jiuzhou, who held the title of the sole Dragon Slayer, he still had to swallow his pride and admit defeat.

The leading Mount Funiu Elder was suspicious at heart, but on the surface, he remained fierce but cowardly:

"State your names, so you won't have to go to the underworld as confused ghosts."

But just as he finished speaking.

A voice rang out: "A bunch of trash, you wouldn't even know if you were about to die."

The Mount Funiu crowd was furious and about to lash out.

They turned their heads.

Their expressions all changed.

A young man walked in with a frivolous look on his face.

It was none other than the Great Guest Elder personally invited by Fufeng Zhenjun Black Wind.

Although everyone was unconvinced by his strength, his status was too high, so the demonic cultivators bowed respectfully one by one: "Greetings, Great Guest Elder Lu."

Li Rui nodded lazily.

He looked the middle-aged man up and down, then spoke: "Are you Ye Yuan, of the Ye family from Southern Nan Zhengyangzhou?"

Hearing the name Ye Yuan.

Those Mount Funiu cultivators shuddered instantly.

Good heavens.

They had actually provoked the King of Hell.

Ye Yuan, ranked in the top ten of the Earth Volume of the Heavenly Mystery Record, was the only person in the world to have received the true teachings of that Dragon Slayer.

Sword cultivators were inherently powerful in killing, and that Dragon Slayer was known as the world's number one in killing power.

If Ye Yuan drew his sword today, would they even survive?

They had lingering fears.

For a moment, they felt immensely grateful to this new Great Guest Elder.

Indeed.

The two people before them were none other than Fairy Qingluan and Ye Yuan.

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