In the divine realm of the Nine Heavens, a streak of azure light rapidly merged into the body of the Lord of the Nine Heavens.
The Lord of the Nine Heavens, who was in the midst of a game of chess with the Green Ox Sage, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face visibly paling…
"Nine Heavens, what is wrong with you?" The Green Ox Sage grabbed his hand to check his pulse. Moments later, his expression changed drastically. His divine soul was damaged, and his cultivation had dropped by a realm.
"You are muddle-headed! You used a clone from beyond the realms, not a puppet technique? Who killed your clone?" The Green Ox Sage pulled out a ninth-grade soul-returning pill and forced it into Nine Heavens' mouth. This was medicine for the divine soul, and he only had three. Without caring about the cost of the medicine, he hurriedly asked,
"It's nothing, this lord was overconfident. It was Qingyang Immortal Venerable, the chief of the Seven Star Guards under the Divine Venerable Ju Xian. I was careless and got trapped by his formation, a combination of confinement and killing arrays. He injured this lord with a weapon never seen before," Nine Heavens said after the pill took effect and he had a moment to regulate his breathing.
"That's not right, you have the carapace of the Black Tortoise. How could it be injured?" The Green Ox Sage was puzzled. One should know that the tortoise shell could withstand three strikes of a Divine Venerable's divine power.
"The power of that explosion was comparable to a strike from an Immortal Emperor. Yet that despicable Qingyang, he dropped over a hundred of them and attacked this lord with sword techniques and lightning," Nine Heavens gritted his teeth as he spoke.
The Green Ox Sage's lips twitched slightly. This was too tragic, a tactic of closing the door to beat the dog… He sympathized with Nine Heavens for a second.
"In the end, I had to sacrifice the tortoise shell and one-third of my divine soul to escape."
"Master, a disciple from Qinghua Cave reports that Qinghua Venerable has been killed, he has perished!" A figure landed outside the pavilion, respectfully bowing to the two in the Enlightenment Pavilion. His tone was slightly panicked.
"What?" The Green Ox Sage jolted upright!
"Do you know who did this?" Nine Heavens asked urgently.
"The one who came is Qinghua Venerable's disciple. According to him, he did not see the person, only vaguely heard a dragon's roar!"
"Summon him for questioning."
"Yes, Master!" The person in the green Daoist robe responded and left.
The reason he didn't directly bring him to the mountain was that on that day, three thousand disciples were captured by Divine Venerable Ye. No one expected that the smiling Divine Venerable Ye, after being invited to the mountain for tea, would capture his fellow disciples from the training grounds. It was also coincidental that the sect competition was approaching in a few days, and the senior brothers and sisters had all returned to the sect.
He was able to escape this disaster because he went to report to his master's cave dwelling.
If he had known that Divine Venerable Ye was prepared, and that he had spared him because he had accepted a cup of immortal tea from him, and to avoid karmic entanglement, he had deliberately left him behind. Letting him go. Perhaps he wouldn't feel so guilty.
The Green Ox Sage also knew this clearly and did not blame him.
The person who arrived was the eldest disciple of Qinghua Venerable, Yang Hua Ling Zun.
"Sage, Divine Lord, my master has perished!" Yang Hua Ling Zun saw the two and collapsed to the ground in grief.
"Please rise quickly! Tell us what happened, quickly!"
"That day, master was performing his daily divination as usual. Suddenly his expression changed greatly, and he only said: 'My life is forfeit today!'"
He then hastily instructed us to guard the mountain gate, not to let anyone in or out. Then he entered the sect's forbidden area. The forbidden area had the ancestor's strongest defensive formation. Once opened, outsiders could not enter no matter what."
Yang Hua Ling Zun recalled, still trembling. He only managed to shut down the protective mountain array before he realized that the entire space had frozen. After three breaths, it returned to normal. When the ground-shaking sound came from the forbidden area, he finally understood what his master had said: unknown enemies had entered the sect, and even someone as powerful as his master could only hide in the forbidden area.
He frantically ran in circles, vaguely hearing a dragon's roar. However, there were no divine dragons in the divine realm anymore. He feared he had misheard.
Such a great disturbance caused all the high-cultivation individuals in the sect to gather. However, everyone was helpless. The entire sect was under a restriction imposed by the visitor, making it impossible to send out messages or request rescue.
The sect's ancestor had already gone to the outer regions for training. How could rescue arrive in time?
The disciples of Qinghua Venerable, including Yang Hua Ling Zun, all gathered in the room where the soul lamps were placed. Fifteen minutes later, the soul lamps extinguished!
Their expressions changed drastically. Their master had already possessed a divine spark, he had become a god. Who could kill a god?
Yang Hua Ling Zun looked at the two with apprehension after he finished speaking.
The Green Ox Sage and Nine Heavens had ashen faces, and a bad premonition welled up in their hearts. Dragon's roar? In the divine realm, only the neighboring Divine Wood Realm had divine dragons. But after the calamity a million years ago, hadn't they all been wiped out? It must be Qinghua Venerable's enemies who had come to the door.
But how could such a powerful god? Demon? Or devil come to the divine realm? Moreover, the fall of a god did not trigger heavenly punishment. It seemed that karmic entanglement was involved, and even the Heavenly Dao approved of his demise.
In short, the Heavenly Dao deemed him deserving of death, that he died well, died precisely, died splendidly.
One should know that when the Divine Venerable Ju Xian perished, the heavens wept blood for nine days and nine nights in the celestial and divine realms. This was called the Tears of Heaven!
The annihilation of the Divine Wood Realm caused the sun and moon to not appear, the stars to be unseen, and the celestial phenomena to be too abnormal. The nine of them jointly lost their cultivation to conceal the heavenly secrets and passed it off. After that incident, some went into seclusion, and others cultivated. It wasn't until the Divine Venerable Ju Xian secretly investigated the Divine Wood Realm that the subsequent schemes were hatched.
At this time, they had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter. Even if they had some guesses, they did not believe them. The nine-tailed fox beside the Divine Venerable Ju Xian, although from the Divine Wood Realm, its current cultivation was absolutely not enough to kill Qinghua Venerable. Moreover, the dragon's roar did not match.
The Dragon God, who was being spoken of, landed on Divine Venerable Ye's couch, looking exhausted.
"Tsk tsk, off to kill and set fires again? Making yourself look so disheveled?" Divine Venerable Ye tossed a pill to Long San.
"Wow, so generous? A ninth-grade rejuvenating immortal pill?" After speaking, he quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
"Heh, if you were any slower, this lord would regret it!" Divine Venerable Ye said with a look of disdain. The aura of worldly charm and grace that enveloped him vanished. His languid figure reclined on the chaise lounge opposite, a true deskmate without any pretense.
A moment later, the pill healed the Dragon God's internal injuries.
"That old thief Qinghua, killing him took some effort. I didn't expect him to almost turn the tables by using his sect's forbidden area formation!" Long Shen had heard Ju Xian's occasional modern Chinese phrases for a long time, and now he used them with ease.
"It's only you. If it were someone else, try it. They would either die or be peeled off. This lord would also have to spend some effort to deal with him." Ye Ming pondered, recalling Qinghua Venerable's famous Hunyuan cultivation technique. Many immortals and gods had died at his hands.
"This old thief was also one of the people who attacked this lord back then. Although his appearance was hidden, his cultivation technique could not deceive people!" Long San had entered the Divine Realm's Exquisite Pagoda after returning from the Guixu Realm. The tower spirit within knew everything, and various cultivation techniques and immortal arts were listed in detail. He knew who had attacked and killed him back then.
What he hadn't told Ye Ming was that Hei Hun had helped him a lot. Otherwise, if too much time had passed, other masterminds would have come, and he would have been exposed.
At this moment, Hei Hun was in his divine soul space. Qinghua Venerable's divine soul was a great tonic for Hei Hun. By continuously absorbing the divine soul power of two gods, he had hope of reshaping his true form!