Dominating Martial King
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501: Chapter 258: Meeting (Please Subscribe)_4 501: Chapter 258: Meeting (Please Subscribe)_4 Chu Xisheng’s eyes narrowed, he didn’t know whether this “War God” Li Tan’s favor was a good or bad thing for him.

The advantage was that the power of his Sword Energy would greatly increase in the future, but the disadvantage was being constantly watched by a Demon God.

At this moment, Chu Xisheng’s expression changed, and he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

It was because there was an old man in a green robe standing on the river in front of him.

The old man was around seventy years old, with white beard and eyebrows, a ruddy complexion, and thin cheeks.

Around him spiraled mist like celestial qi.

Next to him floated a broadsword with a magnificent blend of golden and red colors, its beautifully carved blade curved elegantly.

This blade trembled slightly, causing a surge of blood energy inside Chu Xisheng.

His Vengeful Blade Intent and Vengeful Bloodline responded in unison, astonishingly condensing a Vengeful Giant Beast, ten zhang tall, manifesting above the river.

“What’s this?”

Bu Yancheng also stopped in his tracks, staring ahead at the old man with a trace of shock.

He couldn’t see through the old man’s cultivation, only feeling that he was profoundly inscrutable, like a bottomless abyss and a towering mountain across the river.

“I am Qingxuzi from the Formless Divine Sect Teaching Institute,” the old man said, fixing his gaze on Chu Xisheng with a warm and gentle smile.

“I have come specifically for the Young Flag Owner Chu today.”

Bu Yancheng’s expression slightly changed.

The man before him was none other than Qingxuzi, the Grand Elder of the Formless Divine Sect’s Teaching Institute, a Second Grade master!

Although not ranked on the Earthly List, his strength was already approaching the front ranks of earth, nearly reaching the extreme of Martial Arts, a peak existence in the world!

This Grand Elder had personally come here.

What did he intend?

Just for Chu Xisheng?

Chu Xisheng’s eyes also sharpened, and with a solemn face, he bowed with his fists clasped.

“Chu Xisheng, a Registered Disciple of the Formless Divine Sect, greets the Grand Elder!”

“Rise,” commanded Qingxuzi, flicking his sleeve to help Chu Xisheng to his feet.

“I wonder if the Young Flag Owner Chu is free at the moment?

I have some matters to discuss with you.”

Chu Xisheng had originally planned to rush back to the Iron Banner Gang Headquarters to offer the head of Songfeng Sword Lin Shi as a sacrifice to Iron Madman.

But now, even if he wasn’t free, he had to make himself available.

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Meanwhile, at the Haiqing Gang’s Water Fortress, Lang Tianzhong, a True Disciple of Blood Bat Mountain, stood before the headless corpse of Songfeng Sword Lin Shi, his eyes shadowy and cold.

At his side were ‘Blood Wind Sword’ Li Daogui, ‘Purple Lightning Blade’ Shan Zilong, and the Governor Sikong Chan’s steward, Sikong Pan.

The three men’s expressions were extremely grim as they scanned the chaotic scene inside the fortress.

In today’s battle, not only had the chief and deputy leaders of the Haiqing Gang been slain, but also over two thousand gang members had been injured by Chu Xisheng’s Sword Intent.

They all lay on the ground in agony, wailing ceaselessly.

“This boy is truly arrogant!”

Lang Tianzhong sighed deeply, wishing to expel all the resentment in his chest.

But in the next moment, he still felt a stabbing pain in his abdomen.

“Dao Gui, make preparations.

Once Junior Brother Le arrives, we’ll make our way together to the Iron Banner Gang Headquarters.

I cannot quell my hatred without killing this boy today!”

Blood Bat Mountain had mobilized a large force to hunt down Chu Xisheng because the Xiushui Governor, Sikong Chan, had offered a bounty of two million taels of Demon Silver, promising to cooperate with Blood Wind Thieves in their investigation into the whereabouts of the Rebellious God Flag and Lie King’s Treasure.

This boy was key to several significant casualties of Blood Wind Thieves and had long been a thorn in their side.

But before they made their move, none had anticipated just how troublesome Chu Xisheng would be.

Chu Xisheng had remained unscathed to date, while their Blood Bat Mountain suffered heavy casualties.

Up to now, five Inner Disciples from Blood Bat Mountain had died in battle, and the count of Outer Disciples and Registered Disciples was even higher, reaching into the dozens.

Not long ago, another True Disciple, ‘Little Sky Hook’ Li Yuming, also disappeared in Taishan County.

This matter was now not only about the deep-seated hatred due to the deaths and injuries of many fellow disciples but also concerned the face of Blood Bat Mountain!

Li Daogui was taken aback at these words and hesitated.

“Brother Lang, the Iron Banner Gang contains many mysterious experts, and I fear that their headquarters might be a Dragon Pond and Tiger Cave.”

“What is there to fear?”

Lang Tianzhong’s gaze was icy.

“Could their cultivations possibly surpass mine, a Fourth Grade?

Now that Chu Xisheng is seriously injured, with your help and Junior Brother Le’s, it won’t be difficult to kill him, and I’m sure Governor Sikong will be pleased to help.”

The Junior Brother Le he mentioned was ‘Devil Scissors’ Le Wen.

This Inner Disciple of Blood Bat Mountain was even more talented and powerful than Blood Wind Sword Li Daogui, with a combat strength also near Fourth Grade.

He had initially been in charge of overseeing the encirclement in Taishan County but had now hastened his journey here.

Li Daogui was not only worried about those mysterious experts; he was more concerned about Jian Cangfeng of the Formless Divine Sect.

Recently, this person’s movements had been unpredictable, and it was unknown where he had gone.

Ever since the battle at the Police Pool of Blood prison, Li Daogui had been extremely wary of Jian Cangfeng.

He could not see through this person and always felt that Jian Cangfeng might have been hiding his true strength back then.

Those who had hurried to the bottom of the prison, including Chu Xisheng, might have saved his life.

Just as he thought of Jian Cangfeng, he heard a ‘ho ho’ laugh behind him.

Li Daogui was very familiar with this sound, and he immediately looked back.

There, suspended in mid-air twenty zhang away, was a plump youth of medium height.

It was indeed Jian Cangfeng, who smiled at Lang Tianzhong, “Brother Lang has remarkable courage!

The Iron Banner Gang Headquarters is fraught with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, inscrutable to the extent that even I am slightly wary.

But Brother Lang fears nothing, truly worthy of a True Inheritor of Blood Bat!”

He then glanced sideways at Li Daogui and smiled briskly.

“This is an old acquaintance, Blood Wind Sword Li Daogui.

I’ve been looking for you since the battle at the prison.”