Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The Holy Gate True Disciple's carriage had just left the capital when a Holy Gate core elder arrived.

As soon as he arrived, he heard everyone in the city discussing how the Holy Gate True Disciple had caused trouble at the Treasure Convergence Pavilion, injuring a pavilion master from the Medicine King Sect.

"Yan Rui is really…"

The Holy Gate core elder's face twitched, and the next moment he appeared in front of the Treasure Convergence Pavilion.

"Friends from the Medicine King Sect, my Holy Gate True Disciple is young and vigorous, and harbors resentment due to the death of Yan Linbo. Please forgive any offense."

After saying this, he didn't wait for a response from the Medicine King Sect's pavilion master and turned to head towards Sovereign King Mountain.

In his opinion, he had already expressed his apology, which was the most he could do.

As the leader of the overlords, his words and actions outside naturally had to consider the sect's prestige. Expressing an apology was already giving the Treasure Convergence Pavilion enough face. Asking him to lower his stance was absolutely impossible, as it would disgrace the Holy Gate's reputation.

"The people of the Holy Gate are getting more and more arrogant!"

The expression of the Spirit Control Sect's pavilion master was not good, and the expression of the Medicine King Sect's pavilion master was even more livid.

The pavilion masters of Ice Cloud Tower and the Great Brahma Zen Sect's Ancient Buddha branch all had gloomy faces.

Although the Holy Gate was the leader of the overlords, they were still at the overlord level. Even if they were a bit stronger, they were far from being able to be superior!

Moreover, they were all hidden sects, and they were not necessarily much weaker than the Holy Gate.

Now, the Holy Gate's disciple was extremely arrogant, and the management expressed their apologies, but there was no sign of sincerity, and they held themselves very high.

"It's too much of a coincidence that the people of the Holy Gate appeared in the capital! Now is the time of war between the two countries, and the forces behind Xilin that are driving the war are probably lurking in the capital as well. Is there collusion between them?"

The Spirit Control Sect's pavilion master said in a deep voice.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the pavilion masters changed.

This was a possibility they had all been guessing in their hearts, but no one had said it out loud.

If these forces, in addition to having the common goal of dealing with Jun Wuxie, had other connections, then things would be somewhat serious.

"This matter is no small matter. We also have this guess in our hearts. Whether it is true or not, we should report this matter to the sect and let the sect's higher-ups judge!"

"Every golden age will be turbulent. In the past golden ages, I don't know how many overlord-level forces were destroyed and how many overlord-level forces rose. We must all be cautious!"

They discussed with each other and then sent messages to their respective sects.

… …

At the same time.

A carriage appeared in front of Sovereign King Mountain.

Two ninth-order Thunderflame Leopards were covered in flames, the patterns on their bodies flickered with electric arcs, and their bloodthirsty eyes showed fierce light.

"Such a barren place, worthy of being called a sect?"

Yan Rui stood on the carriage, with his hands behind his back, and a cold look gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Well, that's it, I'll flatten it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two ninth-order Thunderflame Leopards pulling the carriage, as if they understood their master's thoughts, roared and pulled the carriage rumbling through the sky, rushing towards Sovereign King Mountain.

Along the way, energy swept across the mountains and fields like a hurricane, large swaths of trees broke, and the mountains shook, creating large cracks.

With a buzzing sound!

Yan Rui raised his hands high, and a six-star superb battle sword was sacrificed, flashing with Yan Yang runes, and the fiery sword energy soared into the sky, slashing fiercely towards Sovereign King Mountain.

The speed of the carriage was very fast.

Originally tens of miles away from Sovereign King Mountain, it was instantly shortened to a few thousand meters.

When Yan Rui's Yan Yang battle sword was slashed down, the sword energy stretched for more than ten miles, and the sword's edge covered part of the Sovereign King Mountain area.

The scorching high temperature caused large swathes of trees to wither even before the sword energy landed on the mountain, and the sharp sword intent caused the mountain to crack.

"Bastard!"

The strong men of all forces on Sovereign King Mountain showed cold light in their eyes.

The Three-Eyed Giant Race's Qingli slapped towards the sky with a dustpan-sized palm.

The blood energy on that palm was rolling, covering the sky and the sun, and with a bang, it shattered the sword energy in the high altitude. With a sweep of his palm and fingers, all the flame energy was extinguished.

"Half-demon race?" On the carriage, Yan Rui narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Half-demon race, how dare you oppose my Holy Gate?"

When Qingli heard this, his third eye suddenly opened, and a cold light burst out, "Is the Holy Gate very strong? If you have the guts, come to the Great Wilderness and fight my clan to the death!"

When everyone heard this, the muscles on their faces twitched a few times.

But they couldn't help but want to laugh. Qingli's words were a good retort, and the other party definitely wouldn't be able to answer.

Who would run to the Great Wilderness for no reason?

If the strong men of the human race gathered and went to the Great Wilderness to fight, then they would be mentally ill.

That is the home of the half-demons, and it is basically a one-way trip.

On the carriage, the corners of Yan Rui's mouth twitched a few times. He stared at Qingli coldly, and then shouted in a deep voice: "Jun Wuxie, I have come to take your head, come out and die quickly!"

"Damn it, this bastard is really arrogant!"

Xu Daoling and Kongxu heard the movement and came out from their cultivation place.

At this time, Jun Wuxie's door opened.

He walked out of it, staring coldly at the young man on the carriage in the void in front of Sovereign King Mountain.

"You are Jun Wuxie?" Yan Rui's gaze instantly locked on him, he raised his hands high, and the sound of the sword tearing the sky, directly slashed from the air: "Die!"

Jun Wuxie's eyes were like lightning!

In an instant, his figure burst out, like a humanoid beast out of a cage, rumbling and shattering the void.

The two major forbidden techniques of Primordial Soldier Dissolution and Transforming Blood into Demon were superimposed!

Roar!

A hundred-foot demonic form stood between heaven and earth!

The golden fist, covering the brilliance of the blazing sun, smashed the sky and killed forward!

Heaven and earth collapsed, the universe collapsed, the six harmonies reversed, and the yin and yang were reversed. All kinds of pictures emerged in the blooming of the fist mark.

With a bang.

The Yan Yang sword energy that seemed to be able to split the eight wastelands, directly collapsed the moment it collided with the fist mark phenomenon.

The power of the fist mark remained undiminished, unstoppable, and bombarded the carriage.

The two Thunderflame Leopards, with a miserable howl, were blown up on the spot, and the carriage was also torn apart.

Yan Rui on it, the layers of defense in front of him collapsed, and the whole person flew out, colliding with the void to present a broken vision picture, and a mouthful of thick blood spurted out from his throat.

He was blasted away with one punch!

"Damn it! You dare to kill my war pet, I will slaughter your entire sect!"

He stabilized his figure, covered his chest, and roared sharply. Because he was too excited, another mouthful of blood spurted out.

His lungs were about to explode. He hadn't used his strongest secret technique yet, and the other party came up with a lore.

"Scum!"

Jun Wuxie's words were quite contemptuous, and he stepped on the void, his killing intent soaring into the sky!

At this moment, a figure came from the distant sky like a stream of light, instantly arrived in front of Yan Rui, rolled up his sleeves, wrapped him up, and left in an instant.

"Let me go, I want to slaughter his entire sect!"

Yan Rui's full of baleful roar came from afar.

"Brother Wuxie, don't chase!"

Qingli and others called to Jun Wuxie and said: "The one who appeared later is a peak Sovereign King!"

Jun Wuxie's footsteps stagnated slightly. Seeing the moisture floating in Yue Yao's eyes in front of the room, and the worried eyes of Ling Fei and Su Xiaoxiao, he sighed in his heart and fell from the sky.

He dispelled the Primordial Soldier Dissolution and Transforming Blood into Demon, and secretly refined a drop of the Spring of Life to restore his own consumption.

The forbidden technique was used for a very short time.

This time, it did not affect the origin injury, and the damage to the body was also very small, and it quickly returned to its peak state.

He looked at the strong men of all forces and said: "Everyone, I have an unfeeling request."

"Brother Wuxie, please speak."

Jun Wuxie motioned them to sit down. After everyone was seated, he said: "Now, because of me, the sect is implicated. If my Sovereign King Academy wants to develop, it must have a strong man to sit in town."

When the strong men of all forces heard this, they understood what he meant, and couldn't help but look at each other, and then said: "Brother Wuxie's meaning is, do you want us to sit in Sovereign King Mountain?"

"I know this request is a bit too much."

Jun Wuxie nodded, and then said: "I only need you to help me sit in the sect for two years! Don't worry, everyone, I will never let you work for nothing, I will pay you spirit coins as a thank you!"

"Brother Wuxie, what are you talking about, what do you think of us? Are we the kind of people who covet spirit coins?"

The strong men of all forces were a little unhappy, as if it was a transaction.

Compared to spirit coins, they wanted Jun Wuxie to owe them this favor, so that they could better promote the relationship between each other.