Too Wild Swallowing Heaven

The three major sects merged and thought they had Liu Wuxie firmly in their grasp, but who would have thought that this would be the outcome.

They didn't even touch Liu Wuxie's sleeve and suffered heavy losses.

The top management of Meteor Villa forcibly tore open a crack to help Qiu Yin rush towards Liu Wuxie, and died together with Liu Wuxie by self-destructing.

Facing Qiu Yin who was rushing towards him, a hint of sarcasm appeared on Liu Wuxie's lips.

"Get lost! How dare you dare to hurt our boss!"

The sea crocodile rolled over, and its huge tail swept across like fallen leaves, shaking the earth and sky.

Qiu Yin was shocked, but it was too late for him to dodge.

Taiyin Youying suddenly attacked from behind, and slapped down in mid-air with its sharp claws.

"boom!"

Qiu Yin's body flew high up and was knocked away by Taiyin Youying's palm.

"die!"

Qiu Yin's body fell right at Xiao Peng's feet, and the latter raised his claws and stepped hard on Qiu Yin's chest.

"Crack!"

Qiu Yin was shattered into pieces, and the top elder of the Fengshen Pavilion died here.

The members of the Temple of the Gods were in a dilemma.

Shooting?

Liu Wuxie's side has an absolute advantage, and whether they take action or not has no effect on the battle situation.

Not taking action?

This means that the Heavenly God Temple has given up on Liu Wuxie. After all, when they were besieged by the three major sects, the first to stand up was the Shenshui Sect, not the Heavenly God Temple.

Liu Wuxie took in the expressions of everyone in the Temple of the Gods. His sharp eyes fell on Long Tianzhong's face, and the latter happened to look at Liu Wuxie as well.

The four looked at each other, and no one spoke. The three-year agreement had only a short time left, and they both knew it.

A trace of regret flashed across Long Tianzhong's eyes. He regretted not killing Liu Wuxie outright, or he regretted not currying favor with Liu Wuxie. Maybe it was both.

"Elder Long, remember our agreement!"

Liu Wuxie's lips moved, and Long Tianzhong heard Liu Wuxie's voice in his ears.

There was a hint of teasing and mockery in his words.

Long Tianzhong's eyes, which had a hint of regret in them, suddenly turned cold, and a hint of murderous intent filled the air.

Just as he was about to speak, Liu Wuxie retracted his gaze and ignored Long Tianzhong's existence, which made Long Tianzhong so angry that he clenched his fists.

The battle was gradually coming to an end, and most of the strong men from the three major sects had given up resisting.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

There were shouts of killing coming from afar again. Leng Zhaonan, leading Ma Jingjun and other masters, had already entered the periphery.

They were standing quite far away and had just been discussing something with the sect. When they learned about the battle here, they led their geniuses here as soon as possible.

"Brother Liu, we are late."

Leng Zhaonan said with an apologetic look on his face.

“I’m so glad you’re here!”

Liu Wuxie nodded at him. There was no need to be so polite between them.

With the joining of strong men from the Jingshen Sword Sect, many masters from the three major sects were all killed, without a single one left alive.

The entire Broken Head Mountain was in complete silence, and the leaders of all the major sects were all in a state of stillness.

After about three breaths, waves of gasps of air resounded through the sky.

Who would have thought it would end like this.

"How could this happen? The top leaders of the three major sects were all killed without even having the chance to resist."

An elder from Liangyi Mansion said with a look of horror.

After the seal of heaven and earth, many high-level people in the three central regions broke through to the coveted Divine Emperor realm. Their hearts had already expanded, but they did not know that too many things had happened in the Heavenly Domain Dojo during the past year.

This battle completely woke them up.

"It's terrible, too terrible. This Liu Wuxie not only won over the Shenshui Sect, but also won over the Jingshen Sword Sect. I believe it won't be long before he can dominate the three central regions."

The elder of Shenmeng Pavilion said with a sigh.

Fortunately, they did not offend Liu Wuxie, otherwise they would be the ones to be wiped out today.

The top leaders of the three major sects were all killed or injured, and the remaining people are not a concern as they will soon be devoured by other sects.

These are not what Liu Wuxie is concerned about. His most important thing now is to develop the Tiandao Society.

The top-notch sects are not scary. What is scary are those ancient families, who have existences beyond the level of the God Emperor.

"Liu Wuxie, when you see the Palace Master, why don't you step forward and pay your respects? Don't forget your current identity, you are still a disciple of the Heavenly God Palace."

Seeing that everyone was being polite to Liu Wuxie, Ren Weixian shouted loudly, he really couldn't bear it anymore.

Liu Wuxie is just a small disciple, and those powerful people surrounding him are all famous.

"I dare not forget my identity. I wonder what advice Elder Ren has for me."

Liu Wuxie was chatting with the top leaders of Jingshen Sword Sect and Shenshui Sect when Ren Weixian suddenly interrupted him, causing a cold murderous look to flash across his face.

Ren Weixian was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He was about to speak, but Pei Wuyi stopped him, "That's enough. Liu Wuxie has won too much honor for our Heavenly God Temple. Now that he has returned, we are so happy that we can't blame him for such a small matter."

Pei Wuyi's words were ambiguous. He openly said that Liu Wuxie had won honor for the Heavenly God Temple, and secretly told others that Liu Wuxie did not respect his elders, returned from the Tianyu Dojo, and ignored their existence, making the top leaders of the Heavenly God Temple lose face.

How could Liu Wuxie not understand the meaning behind Pei Wuyi's words? He didn't take it to heart at all.

After finishing things here, he will investigate what happened that year, why Qin Jing was poisoned, and why Shen Hong's father fell into the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons.

Among the people present at the Temple of the Gods, except for Old Fei and Tian Wuxin, Liu Wuxie had a very ordinary impression of them.

Although everyone, including Zheng Beiyuan, had helped him, he could feel that Zheng Beiyuan was very cold to him.

"The Palace Master is teaching me a lesson. I was rude to you. If I have offended you, please forgive me."

Liu Wuxie still needs to save face. At least now is not the time to fall out.

"The Tianyu Dojo has been closed, and the sect still has too many things to deal with. Do you want to go back with us or go back by yourself?"

Pei Wuyi walked over with a smile, and there was no sense of anger in his heart at all.

"I have other things to deal with. I will return to the sect after I finish them."

After Liu Wuxie finished speaking, he bowed to Pei Wuyi.

For now, he is still a disciple of the Temple of Heavenly Gods, so he has to pretend to be a disciple in order to avoid giving others excuses.

"In that case, we will go back first. The sect will hold a celebration meeting in five days. You must come back by then."

Pei Wuyi said earnestly.

It can be felt that he wants to ease the relationship between him and Liu Wuxie.

Holding celebration conferences is a tradition of all major sects.

Every time the Tianyu Dojo is opened, it means that a large number of powerful people will be born in the major sects. The purpose of holding a celebration meeting is to reward those disciples and make them feel more belonging to the sect.

"Disciple will definitely rush back."

Liu Wuxie nodded. Since it was a celebration meeting, he would definitely go back.

"In that case, see you in five days!"

Pei Wuyi did not exchange much pleasantries. After that, he left the Soul-Breaking Domain with many senior executives and the geniuses who had returned from the Tianyu Dojo.

"Wu Xie, it's getting late, let's go!"

Seeing that there was nothing exciting to watch, other sects left one after another. Only the Shenshui Sect and the Jingshen Sword Sect were left. Yunshui spoke at this time.

"Wait for me in the distance."

After Liu Wuxie finished speaking, he looked towards Broken Head Mountain.

When he came here a year ago, he noticed that the protruding peak of Broken Head Mountain was unusual and there must be something hidden inside.

At that time, his strength was too low, and even if he knew, he would not be able to break the entire mountain into pieces.

"what are you up to?"

Hearing that Liu Wuxie was unwilling to leave, Yunshui asked worriedly.

"It's okay, you guys leave first!"

Liu Wuxie didn't want to cause too much of a commotion, so he asked them to leave first.

"Do as Wuxie says."

Yunhua spoke at this time.

Seeing this, the others had nothing to say and retreated thousands of miles away on their flying boats.

Liu Wuxie asked Hailuo, Taiyin Youying and Xiaopeng to return to the Taihuang world, while No. 1 and No. 2 stayed at a distance to prevent any sneak attacks.

After sending the others away, Liu Wuxie was the only one left in the entire Soul-Breaking Domain.

The Soul-Breaking Domain is not big, but it has always been famous because it connects the three central domains.

Especially the Broken Head Mountain, which looks like a beheaded ancient giant god.

Liu Wuxie performed the Tianluo Step, and after a while, he arrived at Broken Head Mountain. Looking at the towering peak, he couldn't help but take a breath.

"It's that familiar smell again. What on earth is hidden in this Broken Head Mountain?"

After getting closer, Liu Wuxie clearly felt that there was a familiar aura hidden inside Broken Head Mountain, but he didn't know what it was.

After so many years, if there really was a treasure, the cultivators in the three central regions would not have been unaware of it and would have dug up the entire Broken Head Mountain long ago.

It seems that only Liu Wuxie noticed that faint breath.

"Earth-piercing Talisman!"

Liu Wuxie took out a talisman and drilled into the Broken Head Mountain.

The rock was extremely hard, and a talisman that could penetrate the ground only traveled a little over ten feet.

"No wonder Broken Head Mountain has stood here for so many years, but no one has mined it. The main reason is that the rocks here are too hard."

Liu Wuxie returned to the ground with a solemn look on his face.

"Since the earth-piercing talisman doesn't work, I can only use my ultimate move."

He summoned the Dragon-Controlling Sword, and a surge of sword intent swept across the sky.

The Shenshui Sect and the Jingshen Sword Sect, which had retreated thousands of miles away, watched this side quietly, with suspicion on everyone's face.

"Brother Liu, what are you doing? Why are you staring at Broken Head Mountain in a daze?"

Seeing Liu Wuxie standing under Broken Head Mountain, Leng Zhaonan and others said in confusion.

"Is there a huge treasure hidden in Broken Head Mountain?"

Ma Jingjun was well aware of Liu Wuxie's methods. He had learned from Gu Qingyan that it was not her who took away the Yin-Yang Ruler that day, but Senior Brother Liu.

"That's impossible. Broken Head Mountain has existed for countless years. If there really is a treasure inside, with so many sects in the three central regions, it's impossible that they haven't discovered it."

The other disciples shook their heads, thinking that the probability of treasures appearing inside was extremely low.

"Let's wait and see. Brother Liu will definitely not attack Broken Head Mountain without any purpose."

Leng Zhaonan still has great faith in Liu Wuxie. He must have his own purpose in doing this.

Liu Wuxie himself couldn't explain it clearly, he just sensed an inexplicably familiar aura in this place, and he didn't know anything else.

The Dragon Sword in his hand slashed down fiercely, and the unparalleled sword energy tore through the resistance of heaven and earth. Countless broken laws fell from the sky, causing the entire Soul-Breaking Domain to shake.

The Shenshui Sect and the Jingshen Sword Sect were thousands of miles apart, but they could still feel the violent force sweeping over them.