Chapter 340

Ruined city, rolling thick smoke, and countless scattered evil seed remains.

Qingyun world, scarred everywhere.

In fact, since the Primordial Remnant Race disappeared from this world, the seven great Xian Sects have always stood on the entire continent, towering and motionless.

Just like mortals facing the immortal family gates not daring to look up, the countless aristocratic families in Qingyun also only dared to be in awe and look up when facing the Xian Sect dojos.

But no one ever thought that one day this place regarded as a holy land would be attacked until the mountains and rivers were broken.

Along the way back, looking at the countless ruined appearances, everyone's hearts were trembling.

The Mountain Sea Pavilion members were the first to arrive at the sect, after all, they were very close to the entire ruins.

Dense members followed behind Huo Xingzhong, trekking across the mountains, and saw collapsed halls, corpses exposed in the wilderness, and thick smoke rolling toward the sky along the way.

They were silent, not saying a word, until they came to the ruins that had already been razed to the ground.

When seeing the majestic figure in the ruins, and the heavenly bell constantly ringing in the firmament, Huo Xingzhong breathed a sigh of relief.

Asking Dao Sect Holy Son Shang Senior Xi Yao also returned to Asking Dao Mountain at this time, looking at his father standing proudly at the peak of the broken mountain, the anxiety in his heart instantly vanished.

As for the two direct disciples of the Chen Clan, Chen Luo and Chen Xi, they did not see their clan leader grandfather when they returned to the mountain.

However, the elders in the sect said that the old clan leader was fine, just seriously injured and in seclusion to heal, letting them eat a reassurance pill.

The only difference is the Profound Origin Immortal Mansion group.

After the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice scattered, there was the might of the holy artifact surging on the dojos of other Xian Sects, representing that the worst result did not happen, only they did not have the light of the Profound Origin Bead.

At this moment, Zhong Qi, who was secretly designated as the next Abbot by the Profound Origin Abbot, stepped up the mountain, leading the mighty Profound Origin members all the way to the ruins of the Abbot's Immortal Palace.

Before they could search, a group of members guarding the sect appeared in front of Zhong Qi.

At that time, they were surrounding a circle, staring at the center position without saying a word.

And when the footsteps of Zhong Qi's group sounded, one person in the crowd turned his head.

"Old Eight."

"Big Brother?"

The Profound Origin Abbot's direct son named Zhong Yun, followed by countless relatives, looked at Zhong Qi for a moment and then glanced back, so the people around him quickly cleared a path.

Along this gap that was cleared, Zhong Qi saw the scene in the center of the crowd.

The Profound Origin Abbot was lying on a mountain cliff at this time, his broken body leaning against the cliff wall, his weak aura seemed to be cut off in an instant, clearly already at the end of his life.

Except for the Pill Sect, this Profound Origin Abbot was the first one to go into seclusion to try to ascend, and also the longest one.

In order to get rid of the shackles of the physical body on the spiritual soul, he had been complying with the will of heaven to let the body age, and constantly cutting off the connection between the physical body and the spiritual soul, doing preparations for the final ascension.

In other words, except for the Little Inspector who temporarily took over the Spirit Mirror, he was the weakest of the six people approaching ascension.

In the past, he did not need to worry about anything with the holy artifact protecting his body, but when the holy artifact failed, and an Approaching Immortal in his prime took action against him, a dead end was doomed.

Zhong Qi clenched his fists after seeing this scene: "What about that monster?!"

"The Heavenly Tian Shuyuan Dean came to help, that Chu family head failed to succeed, and fled from the mountain, and was chased and killed to the west."

Zhong Yun pointed to the sky after finishing speaking, and there was still a trace of immortal light piercing through the sky in the west.

The Profound Origin Abbot was defeated very regrettably, because he was only one moment away from the recovery of the Profound Origin Bead.

But the battle that turned the world upside down is like this, a miss by a hair is a thousand miles away.

However, fortunately, the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan Dean arrived, which made the monster unable to find the Profound Origin Bead, and was blasted into a blood mist, fleeing crazily.

"This catastrophe is equivalent to a disaster, causing heavy casualties to my Profound Origin Immortal Mansion, and even father will fall in this calamity, but Profound Origin cannot be without a master for a day, father has already sent a message before, saying that he wants to pass the position of Abbot to me to take over."

"?"

Zhong Qi came to his senses upon hearing this, retracted his gaze from the sky, and after a buzz in his brain, widened his eyes in disbelief: "Big Brother, are you not joking?"

Zhong Yun looked at him with burning eyes: "I dare not joke about such a big matter, the matter of passing the position can be testified by the uncles and uncles present, if you don't believe it, you can go and ask them."

Zhong Qi looked at those uncles and uncles of his, and saw them all nodding.

This seems to be like a secular monarch issuing an edict before death, seemingly without any problems.

But the problem is that others don't know, but they, these relatives, know very clearly that they have always been the chosen successor.

Just thinking for a moment, Zhong Qi understood that in the gap after his father was defeated, they should have reached some kind of deal.

He is the successor, but he has always been hiding behind Chu Xian, and then hiding behind the third, and others in the sect do not know his father's decision.

Especially the eldest in front of him, who was the direct eldest...

Zhong Qi was full of anger, and killing intent surged in his eyes.

But even full of hatred, he still suppressed his flames after thinking carefully.

Because he knew that the current situation was unfavorable to him, and he had no way to prove that he was the chosen one, so he could only endure.

It was just that what he didn't expect was that just when he had just suppressed his flames, the Dao sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed, as if controlled by someone, making him instantly widen his eyes.

A cold color flashed in Zhong Yun's eyes: "Profound Origin disciple Zhong Qi, does not respect the Abbot's order, intends to kill, and should be executed."

"Hum——"

A burst of clear iron ringing, blood color rose again instantly.

At this time, the Profound Origin Abbot leaned on the broken mountain rock and watched this scene, blood constantly overflowing from his mouth.

His internal organs had already been shattered, and his spiritual soul had also suffered heavy damage, unable to speak and having no strength to speak.

And the blade and sword have no eyes, such a close-range battle would naturally affect him, so in an instant, he was slashed by the deflected blade light, and blood marks constantly appeared on his face.

Anger constantly attacked his heart, making this Profound Origin Abbot who could not move tremble, and the blood in his mouth overflowed more and more.

But even so, no one put him in their eyes anymore.

He was originally a vicious character, refining pills with people, dissecting people to observe corpses, and naturally raised a group of wolf cubs.

Soon, his favorite son also fell in a pool of blood like him.

But the dispute did not end there, because following Zhong Qi's death, Zhong Yun, who had not yet had time to raise the corners of his mouth, immediately saw a long sword pierce through his body.

Turning his head to look, the third uncle who had been betting on him revealed a trace of ruthlessness.

This third uncle of his was one who had no intention of fighting during the previous power transition, but the ambition suppressed for a hundred years finally erupted.

But the Xian Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and there is more than one who has been suppressing ambition under the decline.

After confirming that the old Abbot lying on the broken cliff could hardly move even watching the brothers killing each other, one of the perfections of the Upper Five Realms who followed Zhong Qi to the ruins suddenly released his aura.

In the blink of an eye, a swathe of slaughter...

And the same whispering, secret eye contact, also appeared on the way back for the Spirit Sword Mountain group.

They had already arrived in Lingzhou at this time, and before they reached the foot of the mountain, they had already seen the situation of their own dojo clearly.

None of the low peaks surrounding the three main peaks of Spirit Sword Mountain were intact, and there were deep pits and gullies caused by the battle everywhere, covering the earth.

The most critical thing is that the entire Heavenly Jianfeng had collapsed.

The three main peaks that were originally standing suddenly lost one, and that kind of overwhelming perception made everyone clutch their hearts.

Just like what Ji You was worried about, in fact, the people of Spirit Sword Mountain also knew clearly in their hearts that once the holy artifact failed, Spirit Sword Mountain without an Approaching Immortal Realm sitting in town was the most defenseless.

Amidst the humming sound, the hundred-odd Elders and thousands of disciples on the flying boat landed on the mountain road.

At this time, someone in a high position could not help but hold the sword lightly.

No one knew whether they were holding the sword because the Inspector died, the monsters were still in the mountain, and they wanted to stand up to protect the sect, or someone could not suppress their ambition and began to move.

But no matter which one, it was not a good thing at this moment.

"The situation within the sect is currently unclear, all disciples rest at the foot of the mountain first, I will go to the mountain to survey the situation first, to ensure everything is safe."

"?"

Everyone was slightly stunned, looking at Yan Wei, the Deputy Peak Master of the Heavenly Jianfeng who spoke.

This Yan Wei is Yan Zhong's cousin, although he holds the position of Deputy Peak Master, he actually does not have much real power, just equivalent to a core Elder.

However, in the absence of the Inspector, Abbot, and the three Peak Masters, he is indeed the one with the highest status.

It is just that his arrangement here is indeed a bit strange, and it is hard not to think more.

It is true that Spirit Sword Mountain is broken, but there is no sound in the mountain, what is the reason for not letting others enter the mountain gate.

Ding Yao could not help but frown tightly: "The Inspector's safety is currently unknown, the Deputy Peak Master is giving such an order, I am afraid it is difficult to obey."

"Remember the respect and inferiority of the young and old, when is it your turn to speak here?!"

"Spirit Sword Mountain disciples all know, I only listen to the Inspector's order."

"The Inspector's safety is currently unknown, could it be that no one can manage you? I made such an arrangement for the safety of the disciples in the sect, fearing that there might be an ambush in the mountain early on!"

Zhuo Wanqiu opened her mouth lightly at this time: "Is the Deputy Peak Master really so kind, or does he want to enter the mountain to find something?"

Yan Wei instantly froze his eyebrows after hearing this, and a trace of ferocity appeared on his old face.

The Heavenly Jianfeng was razed to the ground, in his view, the Abbot was probably already dead, and the monsters wanted the holy artifact, and the Inspector was probably also dead.

This Spirit Sword Mountain should also be his to be the master of.

The situation here is unclear, but he felt that his status was already high, and seeing someone dare to contradict him to his face, he would naturally be angry.

"You two cheap maids, your courage is too big."

With a roar, Yan Wei raised his palm suddenly.

But before the palm fell, he found that the Profound Jianfeng disciples in front of him suddenly knelt on the ground.

After his eyes froze slightly, Yan Wei could not help but look toward the west side.

On the cliff of the Profound Jianfeng, an immortal light was shooting into the sky, constantly rippling in the cloudless sky, spreading pieces of golden ripples.

And under this immortal light, there was a graceful figure looking at them.

She was wearing an immortal robe of red and white, overlooking them like a goddess descending to the world, the mystery around her constantly roaring and circling in the mountain wind, her face carrying aloofness and indifference.

And on her right side, the Spirit Mirror containing endless might was constantly ringing and trembling, passing on a sense of closeness while staying by her side.

When seeing this scene, all the complex moods of the Spirit Sword Mountain members instantly vanished, and what replaced them was awe and looking up.