He understood that lying before these three sages was meaningless.
Upon hearing this, Li Shaochun did not become angry. Instead, he smiled faintly, "You are correct. This Burning Origin Pill should indeed be strictly prohibited, but it was preserved by the previous generation's Heavenly Master."
"Since it was preserved by the previous generation's Heavenly Master, then naturally he had his reasons," Yu Daohen chuckled.
This was not flattery. Those who could become the sect leader of the Heavenly Master's Mansion must be individuals of noble character.
There was also the most important point.
To this day, there had been no rumors in the martial world of disciples from the Heavenly Master's Mansion using the Burning Origin Pill to perish with their enemies.
If Li Shaochun had not brought it up, even he himself would have forgotten that the Heavenly Master's Mansion possessed this mutually destructive Burning Origin Pill.
Li Shaochun slowly spoke, "Before the previous generation's Heavenly Master ascended, he used the last vestiges of his lifespan to cast a divination for this martial world."
At these words, Yu Daohen's expression immediately turned solemn. "May I ask what the content of that divination was?"
The previous generation's Heavenly Master, Li Xiaosheng, was universally acknowledged as the pinnacle of the martial world.
For two hundred years, he was the only one who could be called a pinnacle.
And the reason he was called a pinnacle, besides his unrivaled strength, was his divination skill.
It was widely known that the only one who could rival the previous generation's Heavenly Master in divination was Li Tian, known as the number one diviner in the world.
But alas, both of them were long gone.
If they were still alive, dealing with those people from the Divine Religion would have been much easier.
However, his final divination before his death must have revealed some extraordinary heavenly secret.
Li Shaochun slowly stated, "My grand-master's final divination before his passing only left a few words."
"'The world is in peril, only Yu Ren can break this calamity.'"
Upon hearing this, Yu Daohen immediately understood the meaning of these words.
This "one" was changed to "Yu."
Wasn't this clearly stating that only he could save this calamity?
However, this ancestor truly thought highly of him.
Or perhaps he had already seen the future.
But regardless of which possibility it was, he was certain that he would act.
Indeed, fortune-tellers were the most troublesome to deal with.
Li Shaochun looked at Yu Daohen, his gaze firm.
"Didn't you say that with the great enemy at hand, those who refuse to fight would incite rebellion? I have already issued an order that before the great disaster arrives, all disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion must resist to the death, not retreating even if only one person remains. With this alone, it is enough to eliminate those who refuse to fight."
Yu Daohen no longer knew how to respond.
The spirit of the person before him had surpassed his comprehension.
Yu Daohen cupped his hands and guaranteed, "This junior will not fail the mission and will eliminate all who refuse to fight!"
At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped.
Yu Daohen looked outside and saw that they had arrived at a forest.
Cars were already parked all around, and there were also large amounts of bloodstains.
This clearly indicated that a fierce battle had taken place.
"Let's get off."
After Li Shaochun finished speaking, the four of them alighted from the carriage.
As soon as Yu Daohen's feet touched the ground, he felt something sticky and wet, as if he had stepped on mud.
Looking down, he saw that the soil was indeed soaked with blood.
Although all the bodies had been removed, one could imagine how brutal the battle had been.
"The three sect leaders, you have arrived."
At this moment, a familiar figure walked over.
Yu Daohen glanced at him and saw that the person was holding a long spear but was a one-armed man.
Nanjing Shuo was somewhat surprised to see Yu Daohen and smiled, "So Master Yu has also arrived."
Yu Daohen cupped his hands in a salute, "Greetings, Master Nan."
"Master Nan?" m..oΓg
Nanjing Shuo smiled wryly and shook his head, "Do I still deserve the title of Master Nan now?"
Yu Daohen shook his head, "Master Nan fighting for the common people of the world is enough to deserve the title of Master Nan."
Nanjing Shuo looked at his empty sleeve, put away his sorrowful expression, and smiled, "I had originally planned to congratulate Master Yu on his entry into the Black List, but as you know, the Supernatural Affairs Bureau is too busy with matters now, and I couldn't get away."
Yu Daohen waved his hand and chuckled, "Master Nan, there's no need to worry. I wasn't planning to host a banquet anyway."
With Hao Tian Quan dead, Nanjing Shuo was now the only capable fighter the Supernatural Affairs Bureau had.
"Master Nan, what is the current situation?" Yu Daohen inquired.
Nanjing Shuo looked into the forest and shook his head, "We pursued the Divine Religion all the way here, and finally had a bloody battle with them here. Then they hid in the forest."
Looking at the gruesome scene around them, Li Shaochun closed his eyes slightly and asked, "How many people were sacrificed?"
Nanjing Shuo hesitated for a moment, his voice becoming choked with emotion, "Three hundred and sixty-one people were sacrificed."
Hearing this enormous number, Yu Daohen had already expected it.
These people were pursuing Shen Tianming.
Ma Shaogang and the monk Ni Cang remained silent upon hearing the death toll, but their expressions were enough to convey their anger at that moment.
"Tell the pursuing disciples to return," Li Shaochun said slowly.
Nanjing Shuo nodded, picked up the walkie-talkie, and began to issue orders, "Tell everyone to return."
Li Shaochun looked at a distant hilltop and said slowly, "Is that fellow there?"
Ma Shaogang and the monk Ni Cang simultaneously looked at the hilltop.
The monk Ni Cang asked, "Should we deploy the formation now?"
Li Shaochun shook his head, "No, let's go over there first."
Yu Daohen also looked at the distant hilltop and saw a plume of white smoke rising.
This was clearly a deliberate marker left by someone.
No!
Yu Daohen's expression turned solemn, and he began to ponder.
Shen Tianming should have intended to use the forest's advantage to escape after entering it.
But why would he self-destruct to reveal his trail?
This made no sense at all.
Yu Daohen looked at the three of them and said, "Seniors, there is something strange about this matter."
Li Shaochun smiled faintly and turned to look at Yu Daohen, "Kid, you really can't see it?"
Yu Daohen immediately understood.
With Shen Tianming's abnormal behavior, these three could not have failed to notice it.
Since both sides were aware of it, and they were determined to fight, then there was only one explanation.
Both sides intended to fight to the death to kill the other.
Nanjing Shuo looked at the three of them and said slowly, "Are the three seniors insistent on doing this?"
Li Shaochun displayed a fearless smile, "To die for the common people of the world is what we should do."
The monk Ni Cang clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, if I do not go to hell, who will?"
Ma Shaogang beside them laughed heartily and looked at everyone present, "The protection of this mortal world from now on depends on you all."
Li Shaochun then looked at Nanjing Shuo and instructed, "Once everyone is out, immediately activate the formation."
Nanjing Shuo nodded, "I understand."
Li Shaochun nodded, then waved his sleeve and strode towards the forest.
"Let's go, let's make one last contribution for the common people of the world."
Immediately, Ma Shaogang and the monk Ni Cang also strode towards the forest.
Everyone present cupped their hands in a salute and said in unison.
"Wishing the three seniors victory!"
"Wishing the three seniors victory!"
"Wishing the three seniors victory!"