Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

Faced with Beichen Xinghe's interrogation, Grand Elder Fang showed no signs of weakness. Instead, he challenged him right back.

The sharp, confrontational exchange filled the air with an explosive tension.

"Heh," Beichen Xinghe sneered. "A disciple of your Lingyun Sect murdered someone, and you think you're in the right?"

"Beichen Xinghe, enough talk," Grand Elder Fang said. "For millennia, the rule in the Southern Wilderness Martial Arts World has been that peers can compete against one another. It is how the sects temper their successors. Now that someone from your Beiming Sword Sect has fallen, you want to interfere? Are you trying to break this rule?"

"If your Beiming Sword Sect wishes to break this rule, my Lingyun Sect doesn't mind seeing this through to the end," Grand Elder Fang said, his tone unyielding.

"And how will you do that?" Beichen Xinghe asked coldly.

Even he was surprised by the Lingyun Sect's unyielding stance.

For centuries, the Beiming Sword Sect had been the hegemon of the Southern Wilderness. In many matters, they always had the upper hand over the Lingyun Sect.

The Lingyun Sect had always seemed forbearing, as if tacitly acknowledging its position beneath the Beiming Sword Sect.

But now, it seemed this sect had no intention of yielding any longer.

"As I said, until my Lingyun Sect's disciples come out, no one is to enter the Dongze Sect. Otherwise, don't blame this old man for being merciless," Grand Elder Fang said domineeringly.

For the safety of his sect's disciples, he had to be this domineering.

Otherwise, if he allowed these geniuses, each wielding a Profound Spirit Treasure, to go inside, how could Ling Fei possibly be safe?

This was a risk he was absolutely unwilling to take.

For this, he was willing to fight with all his might and bear this risk himself.

"Such nerve, Fang Zhijing. In that case, I have a word for you today as well. If your Lingyun Sect doesn't hand over the murderer, my Beiming Sword Sect's disciples will storm the Dongze Ruins and personally take Ling Fei's life. As for you... heh heh... I would very much like to test your skills, Elder Fang," Beichen Xinghe snorted.

With these words, he had all but declared war on the Lingyun Sect.

"You want a war? Then you'll get one!" Fang Zhijing's white hair whipped about as a towering battle intent surged to the heavens. He stared forward and said, word by word, "How could the people of the Lingyun Sect possibly fear a fight?"

"That's right! Why would the people of the Lingyun Sect fear a fight?" Beside him, Elder He also spoke up, his deep voice echoing across the sky.

"Fight!" Beside them, a glint flashed in Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun's eyes, and a Fire Flame flickered within them. A scorching aura swept out from his body.

The combat prowess of a Nascent Soul Realm Pill Master was not to be underestimated.

Fight!

Behind these three Nascent Soul Realm Powerhouses, the seven Vice Peak Masters of the Seven Peaks all stepped forward, their deep voices thundering out.

These men were only at the Quasi-Nascent Soul Realm, but at this moment, they showed no fear of battle.

Fight!

The nearby Celestial Pill Realm cultivators also began to shout.

In an instant, every cultivator from the Lingyun Sect was filled with a formidable battle intent, shouting at the top of their lungs.

Their voices echoed through the Void, shaking the world in all directions.

At this moment, it was as if the people of the Lingyun Sect were announcing to every other sect that this King, who had been silent for so many years, had awakened today and intended to claim the throne of the overlord.

The determination of the Lingyun Sect cultivators left sects like Thousand Lakes Mountain utterly astonished.

'It seems the Lingyun Sect truly wants to use this opportunity to revive their kingly demeanor!' the elders of the major sects all muttered to themselves.

'This really is an opportunity for them,' everyone thought, nodding slightly.

This was especially true for the people from the four Minor Sects.

Their disciples had sent messages back, telling them how Lian Shuang had single-handedly faced three great geniuses.

This news was shocking.

If a person like that was allowed to mature, how many people in the future would be her match?

With the addition of a Pill King, the Lingyun Sect would surely develop at a tremendous pace.

At that point, it was feared that even the Beiming Sword Sect would only be able to watch their backs from a distance.

With such a great opportunity right in front of them, if the elders of the Lingyun Sect didn't know to seize it, they would truly be incompetent.

But the reaction of these Lingyun Sect elders proved they were no fools. Their thousand years of lying low had simply been in anticipation of an opportunity.

'This is a rare opportunity. If we strike together with the Beiming Sword Sect, we can deal a heavy blow to the Lingyun Sect,' an elder from one of the Three Great Sects thought, his eyes flashing. After exchanging a look, they began to communicate via voice transmission.

They were all Nascent Soul Realm Powerhouses. If they allied with the Beiming Sword Sect to deal with the Lingyun Sect, wouldn't it be an easy task?

That way, the members of the Beiming Sword Sect could enter the Dongze Ruins and execute Ling Fei.

As long as Ling Fei was dead, their goal would be achieved.

"Elder Fang, isn't your Lingyun Sect being a bit too domineering?" at this moment, Elder Zheng of the Dongze Sect said, his gaze darkening. "Even if it's tempering among peers, why did you have to kill everyone? I just received news that my grand-nephew, Zheng Yang, has been killed by your Lingyun Sect's Ling Fei. This is simply going too far!"

"My great-great-grandson, Wen Qianshan, was also killed by your Lingyun Sect."

"My grand-nephew, Mo Ziyou, was also killed by your sect! You must give us an explanation!" Immediately, the elders from Thousand Lakes Mountain and Wind Watching Cliff chimed in.

'Interesting!' Upon hearing this, the several elders from the Beiming Sword Sect all narrowed their eyes.

'By the looks of it, these three sects plan to kick the Lingyun Sect while it's down and use this opportunity to strike!'

'Excellent,' Beishan Jianxiong thought, a savage light in his eyes. 'Now that these three major sects are on our side, what can the Lingyun Sect possibly do?'

The combined strength of their four powers was more than enough to suppress the three Nascent Soul Realm Powerhouses from the Lingyun Sect.

That way, their juniors could enter the Dongze Ruins and kill Ling Fei.

As long as Ling Fei was dead, their goal would be achieved.

"Heh heh, Fang Zhijing, it seems your Lingyun Sect has incurred public wrath!" Beichen Xinghe said with a savage smile, his voice low and menacing. "I'll ask you one more time: will you hand over Ling Fei or not!"

"Public wrath?" Fang Zhijing snorted. "My Lingyun Sect's disciple is without fault. Who dares to bully him? Don't talk to me about public wrath. So what if we make an enemy of the entire Southern Wilderness Martial Arts World? As long as our disciple is not in the wrong, the people of the Lingyun Sect are willing to shed their blood and die for him."

"That's right! The Lingyun Sect will not be bullied! Even if we are old, we will shed our blood and die for this cause!" the elders beside him echoed.

Their soaring voices shook the heavens, displaying the Lingyun Sect's current stance.

"It seems that unless I teach you a lesson, you, the Lingyun Sect, really think you're still the overlord you were a thousand years ago," Beichen Xinghe said, his face cold and severe.

His gaze then shifted to the people from the Three Great Sects. "Fellow Daoists, the Lingyun Sect's arrogance is incurable. Let us act and wake them up!"

"We will follow Elder Beichen's lead!" the elders of the Three Great Sects immediately declared.

"Good. Attack!" A glint flashed in Beichen Xinghe's eyes. "Sword Hero, you will escort these disciples into the Dongze Ruins shortly."

At the same time, he didn't forget his goal of killing Ling Fei and the other Lingyun Sect geniuses.

"Rest assured, Granduncle. As long as Fang Zhijing and the others are held up, my Beiming Sword Sect disciples will definitely enter the Dongze Ruins," Beishan Jianxiong said.

"Kill!" With a flash in his eyes, Beichen Xinghe strode forward and charged.

SWOOSH!

Light Patterns flickered at Beichen Xinghe's Dantian, swirling like a vortex as an astonishing Sword Qi erupted from within.

The Sword Qi howled, and a Magic Sword shot out from the vortex.

The sword was not long, but Light Patterns flowed across its surface. From within his Dantian, a Divine Pattern shot out and merged into the Magic Sword.

Instantly, the Magic Sword's brilliance surged, and it transformed into a thousand-zhang-long Giant Sword.

Seeing this, the members of the nearby major and Minor Sects felt a chill run down their spines.

'Celestial Pill Realm powerhouses can comprehend Divine Technique Mystical Techniques and then condense them into Divine Patterns, like a brand of their Divine Techniques.'

'Upon reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, these Divine Pattern brands condense into a Divine Technique Wheel. Generally speaking, the more Divine Technique Wheels a Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse condenses, the stronger their combat prowess. Of course, Divine Technique Wheels also vary in strength. This Beichen Xinghe has condensed the Sword River Divine Wheel. It's said that he has already condensed seven Divine Wheels.'

The cultivators from the four Minor Sects were filled with dread.

In their eyes, Nascent Soul Realm Powerhouses were synonymous with having vast, incredible powers.

With a single thought, such a figure could use their Divine Technique Wheel to slay someone from ten thousand meters away. They were far beyond anything a Celestial Pill Realm cultivator could compare to.

"Take my sword!" Beichen Xinghe's eyes flashed. With a flick of his Hand Technique, the Long Sword flashed and slashed toward Grand Elder Fang.

Star River Sword!

The deep words escaped Beichen Xinghe's lips.

SWOOSH!

The Sword River slashed down with ferocious momentum, truly like a Star River pouring down from beyond the heavens.

This single sword strike contained the momentum of a great river, threatening to drown the world.

But within that great river, Sword Qi rampaged, splitting the Void. Its sheer ferocity was terrifying.

This sword strike had clearly fused two different Mystical arts.

Kill!

After Beichen Xinghe attacked, the other three elders from the Beiming Sword Sect also made their move.

Each of them manifested Sword Patterns, which transformed into startling rainbows of light that slashed forward.

The resplendent sword light bloomed, dazzling and brilliant.

Kill!

The members of the Three Great Sects attacked as well.

The man from the Zheng Clan's Dantian flickered with Light Patterns, manifesting a Red Python that pounced forward.

This Red Python was massive, a thousand zhang long, and was accompanied by a torrent of scorching fire. It was as ferocious as a Fire Dragon.

With a wave of his hand, the Dantian of the elder from Thousand Lakes Mountain flickered with Light Patterns, manifesting mountains and rivers. The mountains were majestic, and the great river swept forth like a raging serpent.

A giant claw flew out from the Dantian of the Wind Watching Cliff elder, slapping directly forward.

This was the Puppet Dao, refined into a Supreme Treasure and nurtured with Divine Dao Patterns.

'Eight Nascent Soul Realm Powerhouses attacking at once is enough to scare those three old geezers from the Lingyun Sect witless. That way, I can escort Beichen Feng and the others into the Dongze Ruins. Then, we'll kill every single Lingyun Sect genius inside and completely wipe out this generation of theirs,' Beishan Jianxiong thought with a cold sneer from the side.

How many powers in the Southern Wilderness could withstand such a display of force?

Opposite them, the Lingyun Sect elders wore grave expressions.

The terrifying aura carried by the sky-filling attacks pressed down on their location, a pressure like Mountains Overhead.

That Power shook many of the juniors, making their blood and qi roil within them.

"Fight!" Fang Zhijing's gaze darkened. With a wave of his hand, an Array Map shot out, moving to block the incoming attacks.