Star Sky Professional
Chapter 714 - 612: Left Emissary

Chapter 714: Chapter 612: Left Emissary

Qingmu Ridge.

Shennong Hall.

Fang Xing, who was busy planting trees, suddenly heard the urgent sound of bell tolls.

The sound was continuous, seemingly echoing throughout the mountain ridge.

As the bell tolled more than thirty-six times, all the cultivators’ expressions changed dramatically.

"Qingmu Bell tolled forty-nine times... Is there a great calamity enough to destroy the sect? Could it be that the Killing Sect has truly arrived?"

A hint of curiosity emerged at the corner of Fang Xing’s mouth as he maneuvered his tunneling light to reach the Patriarch Hall.

Upon entering, he saw Qingyuzi and three Yin God True Persons, along with many Dao Foundation cultivators, all present.

’Over the years, although Qingmu Ridge has been generously distributing Dao Foundation spiritual objects, forging a Dao Foundation still carries a risk of failure...’

’To this day, there are still less than a hundred Dao Foundation cultivators...’

Fang Xing glanced around, sighing inwardly.

The battle with the Blood Shadow Sect hit the sect’s foundational land hard, and Qingmu Ridge’s recovery of primordial qi would take centuries.

"Everyone..."

Qingyuzi, carrying a wooden sword, glanced around, raised his hand, and cast a prohibition, sealing the entire Patriarch Hall.

Subsequently, he surprisingly stepped aside, indicating he was not the host of this meeting.

’Qingyuzi isn’t the host... what does that mean?’

Fang Xing’s eye twitched.

Sure enough, at the next moment, a tall figure in a green robe appeared.

With his tangled beard and hair, who else could it be but the Qingmu Patriarch?

’Huh? Something’s not right!’

Now being an 18th-level Druid, Fang Xing’s nature perception was increasingly sharp, and as a Yin God True Person who had cultivated the ’Flesh and Blood Derivative’ divine skill, he understood this well.

Thus, he could sense that although Qingmu Patriarch’s body appeared very old, it was actually very ’new’!

’It’s like he had prepared a drop of essence blood in advance, and then used the flesh and blood derivative divine skill to regrow anew...’

’Moreover, although he tried hard to conceal it, his aura was somewhat weakened... Is this the aftereffect of rebirth?’

’Did Qingmu Patriarch encounter a formidable enemy and was slain outside?’

Fang Xing lowered his eyelids, his face showing no emotion.

Qingmu Patriarch scanned the room and said, "The Killing Sect has come from the south, the situation is set!"

With these words, many disciples’ faces turned pale.

"Silence!"

Qingyuzi stepped forward, his cold eyes sweeping the room, suppressing any chaos.

"According to the Ten Sect Alliance, our Qingmu Ridge will be carved up to feed the tiger..."

Qingyuzi continued, "But the patriarch dared to take a great risk and has obtained evidence of the Killing Sect’s intent to destroy the ten sects... According to the Upper God Temple Alliance, the Killing Sect’s malevolent ambitions must be collectively struck down by the ten sects..."

’What evidence?’

Fang Xing’s curiosity was piqued: ’Could it have been obtained by selling out to them?’

After all, at the higher levels, the true strength is evident, leaving little room for scheming.

Qingmu Patriarch either sold out or would die in battle.

Given a Yang God True Monarch’s cautious nature, ninety-eight percent would sell out!

’Coupled with his recent rebirth method, is it possible that even the dogs wouldn’t accept him?’

Fang Xing sneered inwardly, almost unable to stifle a laugh.

’Hold on, can’t laugh... If I laugh, I’ll have to take down Qingmu Patriarch, um... seems doable... Nowadays, the entire Qingmu Ridge could barely become my domain—the ’Sacred Forest,’ and although Qingmu Patriarch’s strength is in the Yang God Realm, he’s weaker among the Yang God Initial Realm... And he’s just sacrificed his true form, even with means to revive, his strength would be weakened by another three tenths...’

’Raising a banner now and using Yin God True Person strength to reverse slay the Yang God True Monarch, I would become Qingmu Ridge’s new patriarch!’

’Um... this persona seems unsuitable for me.’

Fang Xing pondered for a moment, opting not to show his extreme prowess, watching Qingmu Patriarch issue orders, directing a Yin God True Person and Dao Foundation cultivator to contact various factions.

Even Hall Master Min was sent out to contact Corpse Chasing Sect.

The cultivators present, upon hearing this, showed improved expressions.

Compared to earlier abandonment by the ten sects, now they could unite against their enemy.

The famed reputation of the righteous and evil ten sects was solid!

Or rather, these cultivators from the Outer World hardly understood the might of Great Zhou Divine Dynasty.

But for them, their sect may not be a match for the Killing Sect, but ten families united could even withstand Great Zhou Divine Dynasty, surely they could repel the Killing Sect!

Fang Xing observed coldly, believing the situation wouldn’t be so optimistic.

Thus, he took advantage of Hall Master Min’s absence, deploying many hands to continue planting trees!

...

Months later.

Qingyu Hall.

"This Killing Sect, they’re truly maniacs..."

Fang Xing looked at Fei Yong, who was covered in wounds, and couldn’t help but shake his head: "They didn’t even bother to argue and directly waged war against the righteous and evil ten sects?"

Fei Yong, receiving treatment from Fang Xing, already was much better than when he was first seen, he smiled bitterly: "Exactly so... but these maniacs are incredibly fierce, making the Feijian Sect unable to raise its head..."

Previously, with Qingmu Patriarch’s evidence, the ten sects were finally forced to join hands again to resist the Killing Sect’s invasion.

One wondered what the feeling would be when Qingmu Ridge cultivators encountered Blood Shadow Sect cultivators in the same trench on the battlefield?

But the Killing Sect truly had hard heads, gallantly invading nevertheless.

At the Feijian Sect frontline, the sky had already collapsed, mountains of corpses and blood seas.

Although the righteous and evil ten sects united, the greatest effort was still from Feijian Sect, Corpse Chasing Sect, and Qingmu Ridge... Simply because they were the closest!

Fei Yong just went to the front line once, and was carried back down.

"Fortunately, although the battle was intense, in the end, the position of Qingmu Ridge is secured."

Fei Yong took a sip of Spiritual Tea, looking quite optimistic.

"I don’t know what possessed the Killing Life Sect to send even the left envoy personally to the Outer World to supervise the battle..."

Fang Xing shook his head: "The Killing Life Sect as a whole is very strong, and the Da Zhou’s defense generals at Three Extremes Pass are doing nothing, just watching the tigers fight from the mountain... I think the pressure on the front line is immense."

The Killing Life Sect has a True God to worship, the power of the sect members is very strong, and they even have some special methods.

Actually, the war situation on the front line is very unfavorable.

But for Qingmu Ridge, everything is a blessing.

"Hmm..."

Fei Yong thought for a moment, then sighed.

After years of fear, now that the stone has finally landed, he instead feels a strange sense of relief.

"However... the Killing Life Sect is so desperate, they must enter the Outer World no matter the cost."

Fang Xing raised an eyebrow: "Could it be... the existence they worship has encountered a problem?"

"Can a True God really encounter problems?"

Fei Yong blinked, as if he had never considered this aspect.

"Think about how the Killing Life Sect used to stand firm in the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty, but suddenly they suffered losses... Even though they later had a great victory to make up for it, it’s still not fake."

Fang Xing smiled: "This seems to indicate some problems... or perhaps, the Killing Life Sect decided to betray the True God they worship and became people without faith like us?"

The strength of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty lies in the word ’Divine.’

Fei Yong’s eyes widened, seemingly forgetting how to speak for a moment.

...

Outside the Three Extremes Pass.

The Black Dharma King gazed towards the northeast, with a very complex expression.

At this moment, he has already broken through the bottleneck and reached the Middle Realm of the Yang God!

The further you progress in cultivation, the greater the gap becomes.

Even though the gap between an ordinary Initial Realm Yang God cultivator and a Middle Realm cultivator is just a small realm, in reality, the gap is larger than between the late Dao Foundation and Yin God True Person!

"Great Zhou..."

"Thinking about how a small portion of our sect’s power must leave this place, including me... it truly feels somewhat melancholic."

"Hehe..."

A sharp laugh sounded, it was the White Dharma King: "The Heavenly Court is strong, avoiding the edge temporarily is the only way... but how would those petty sects in the Outer World, most of which are remnants of ancient orthodoxies, know the strength of a sect protected by a True God?"

Ancient Orthodoxy!

The Black Dharma King chewed over this term, and suddenly laughed.

The older it is, doesn’t mean the stronger it is!

It might even be abandoned old antiques!

If it weren’t for the special circumstances of the Outer World, these ancient orthodoxies would have been swept away by the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty long ago.

Even now, as long as they’re willing to pay the price, sweeping across the Outer World isn’t too difficult.

But due to some special factors, and since the Outer World can serve as a place of exile, they’ve reluctantly tolerated it.

The Three Extremes Pass, rather than saying it’s a front-line fortress resisting the invasion of the Outer World, is more like a guardian warder.

The Great Zhou Divine Dynasty has always kept the door open for transcendent sects that willingly exile themselves.

But after the exile, trying to return is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

"Hmm, let’s go!"

The Black Dharma King and the White Dharma King walked to a military camp.

In the camp, strange soldiers clad in iron armor could be seen everywhere.

Their armor was pitch black, with unique patterns and symbols on it, emitting strong Spirit Light.

On their faces, bodies... there were strange black tattoos.

"Five thousand Guardian Soldiers..."

The Black Dharma King swept his eyes over them, feeling very satisfied.

This is a god-favored army, not only obeying orders but also cheap to train!

Each of them is equivalent to a Qi Sensing ninth level cultivator from an ancient orthodoxy, yet they can erupt with Dao Foundation combat power. Combined into a battle formation, their power increases dramatically.

The two of them entered the main tent, meeting another person, who looked like a scholarly young man holding a folding fan.

But if the Green Wood Ancestor saw this person, they would be shocked beyond measure.

Because this person’s single Yang God divine thought was already like a living person of flesh and blood, a Great Cultivator of the Post Realm of the Yang God!

"Left Envoy!"

The Black Dharma King and the White Dharma King quickly saluted.

"Hmm, this time, the sect has decided to thoroughly sweep the Outer World, and has instructed me to bring a Divine Artifact over... previously not using it, feigning weakness to the enemy, was to buy time to prepare a large-scale ceremony."

The Left Envoy’s voice was very gentle, carrying an air of a modest gentleman with a temperament as mild as jade: "We must use the destruction of the entire Outer World to please our Lord!"

Divine Artifact!

This is unique to the Killing Life Sect, capable of even defeating the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty’s reliance!

"Yes!"

The Black Dharma King and the White Dharma King exchanged glances, feeling somewhat excited.

Although being sent to this Outer World feels like exile, it seems the sect takes it seriously.

Moreover, there are many sacrifices available to please the divine, receiving divine favor.

In this light, it doesn’t seem too bad?