Number one in the world!
Seeing the excited gestures and words blurted out by everyone in the hall, Chen Yuan's eyes also showed a sense of accomplishment and strong self-confidence.
Judging from his current strength, it is not an exaggeration to call him the best in the world. After all, the world actually refers to the ranking of Emperor Wu City on the Heavenly Ranking.
And this is only on the surface. In fact, Chen Yuan's strength is much more terrifying than they expected, because Xiang Qianqiu is a true immortal.
In the end, he died in his hands. In short, he now truly possesses the power to defeat immortals and is completely at the top of the human world.
He could even say arrogantly, among the immortals, whoever comes will die.
Even the immortals...can kill them!
Now, he truly has some strength and confidence.
"What's the next step?"
Taoist Tianxu changed his tone and began to ask Chen Yuan about his next move, whether he should continue to march straight into the Central Plains and annex the Central Plains, or wait a little longer.
But no matter which one it is, they have the confidence.
Chen Yuan kept tapping his fingers on the table and said dullly:
"This time when we attacked Xiang Qianqiu, Qishaodian dared to secretly help him. He was simply seeking death. Now, the south is all in our hands. Only Qishaodian is left with a thorn in his side. He is... a thorn in his side. The hidden danger is that this king has decided to destroy the Seven Kills Palace and let the people of the world see it. Anyone who dares to stand in front of the Yan army will be punished!"
Taoist Tianxu was stunned, and after pondering for a moment, he thought that what Chen Yuan said made sense. As long as the Seven Kills Hall was destroyed, there would no longer be any top forces in the entire south.
Can truly condense Yan Jun's subordinates into an iron plate.
Furthermore, recovering the entire Blood State was something that even the founder of the Jin Dynasty could not do. If Chen Yuan could do it, how much prestige would he get?
"What do you need me to do?"
Chen Huaiyi then asked.
Before the showdown in the Goddess Palace, he was almost the recognized deputy master of the Seven Kills Palace. The secrets he knew and the power he controlled were second only to the master of the Seven Kills Palace.
Therefore, even after knowing Chen Huaiyi's true identity, the Master of the Seven Kills Hall still wanted to win over him.
"The location of the Seven Kills Palace's mountain gate is a secret in the world. My uncle only needs to reveal the traces of its hiding place. The rest... is to destroy it." Chen Yuan smiled.
Destroying the Seven Kills Hall is really not as difficult as imagined. Although it is a powerful immortal sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, its strength is not what he looks up to.
It's nothing more than an immortal sitting in charge, but so what?
Chen Yuan is enough to match an immortal, as well as Moro and many Yang Shen Zhenjun. As long as there are no other surprises, he can just push through.
"Okay, when will we do it?"
Chen Huaiyi nodded.
"You all set out immediately and go to the mountain gate of the Seven Kills Palace in Blood State. No one is allowed to go. So what about the Millennium Immortal Sect? It is nothing in the face of the general trend of the world."
Chen Yuan stood up, suddenly waved his sleeves and shouted coldly.
There is a strong sense of confidence and power all over his body!
The Qi Sha Palace is responsible for its own fault, so it can only kill the chickens to scare the monkeys.
...
Blood State, the gate of the Seven Kills Palace.
Just as Chen Yuan was about to take action, the Patriarch of the Seven Kills Hall, who had escaped with his life from Moro, finally tore apart the void and returned to the secret realm of the Immortal Sect of the Seven Kills Hall.
Regarding the departure and return of the Patriarch, only the Palace Master in the entire Seven Kills Hall knew about it, so he immediately went to pay homage to the Patriarch after his return.
I am very eager to know what happened with the attack on Chen Yuan. If Xiang Qianqiu succeeds, everyone will be happy, but if it fails...
It was a huge disaster that brought the Seven Kills Hall.
All immortal sects are in danger of collapse.
There was still that huge crack, but what was different from before was that the bronze coffin had disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a pool of blood.
The founder of the Seven Kills Hall is sitting cross-legged in the blood pool to rest his body, his face extremely gloomy.
The battle in the Void Realm damaged most of the energy he had accumulated over the years. If he did not return to the Seven Kills Hall in time to recover, he would be in danger of falling.
After all, he is already a thousand years old. He can get a lifespan that far exceeds that of ordinary immortals. Naturally, he has to pay some price.
"Disciple meets the Patriarch!"
The Master of the Seven Kills Hall, dressed in black robes, appeared in the void. When he saw the injured Patriarch, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he had a vague premonition.
"Um...."
The Immortal of the Seven Kills Hall was indifferent and just vibrated in the void in response.
"May I ask the Patriarch if this trip went well?"
"I don't know yet."
The Patriarch of the Seven Kills Hall slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the Master of the Seven Kills Hall.
"I don't know?"
The master of the Seven Kills Palace was a little surprised. This time he was clearly targeting Chen Yuan. No matter whether he succeeded or not, there should be an answer. How could he not know?
The Patriarch of the Seven Kills Hall's eyes were gloomy. He really didn't know what the situation was between Xiang Qianqiu and Chen Yuan. After all, he didn't fight until the last moment.
After Moro showed that he was more powerful than him, he had the intention to retreat. In the end, an aura that frightened him emerged and made Moro stop.
Otherwise, it is still unclear whether he can escape unscathed.
However, although he didn't know what the final outcome would be, he still preferred Xiang Qianqiu to be the final winner. After all, Xiang Qianqiu was a genuine immortal.
With the powerful heritage of the Xiang royal family and the most powerful immortal weapon, it would be useless even if Chen Yuan understood the rules and could face the immortals without dying.
That's why he dared to return to the Immortal Sect of the Seven Kills Hall.
Otherwise, he would have fled long ago to avoid Chen Yuan's revenge.
"If Chen Yuan wins..." The eyes of the Master of the Seven Kills Palace were full of gloom and worry. If the old and new accounts were calculated together, the Seven Kills Palace would not be able to withstand the current King Yan.
"Xiang Qianqiu has entered the Sixth Realm. Even if it is not satisfactory, Chen Yuan will definitely end up seriously injured. Unfortunately, Xiang Qianqiu doesn't know what he is doing.
There was no response to any of the messages I sent him, or maybe... they are still fighting fiercely in the void. "The Patriarch of the Seven Kills Hall said in a deep voice.
"Then what should the Seven Kills Hall be doing now? Is it just sitting there waiting to die?"
The Patriarch of the Seven Kills Hall was silent for a moment and said in a solemn voice:
"This is the stupidest way to do it."
"That...."
"The victory or defeat has not yet been decided, but the strength of Chen Yuan's side is very extraordinary. I am no match for that monster monk Moro, let alone fight against him.
You should immediately send people to King Yan's Mansion in Shuzhou City and tell him that Qisha Palace is ready to surrender to King Yan, and from now on, he is willing to work with Tianmo Palace to expand territory for King Yan.
We can also put many of the forces of the Seven Kills Palace in the world under the control of King Yan, in order to make up for the previous mistakes. I only hope that Lord Yan will be more powerful and never be the same as the Seven Kills Palace.
What happened this time was really because I couldn't refuse Xiang Qianqiu's employment due to rules..."
The matter was so important that the hoarse and slow voice of the Seven Kills Hall Master had long since been replaced.
"This..." After hearing the Patriarch's arrangement, the Master of the Seven Kills Palace was instinctively unwilling to surrender to Chen Yuan again. After thinking for a moment, he said: "What if Chen Yuan dies in the hands of Xiang Qianqiu in the end?"
The Patriarch of the Seven Kills Hall raised his head and looked directly at him:
"Promise is the most worthless thing in the world. If Chen Yuan loses, he will naturally still support Xiang Qianqiu. In short... whoever wins will get the support of the Seven Kills Palace.
Both father and son are smart people and know what is important and what is important. As long as the interests are appropriate, the past grudges will not matter. The grudges... will only be deliberately forgotten. "
"Disciple understands."
"Go, my injury is not serious and I need to recover for a while. If there is any news, please inform me as soon as possible for precaution..."
"Disciple resigns."
The Master of the Seven Kills Palace nodded, bowed and retreated, disappearing into the void.
...
Shuzhou City.
After Chen Yuan ordered the attack on the Seven Kills Hall, Chen Huaiyi, Taoist Tianxu and Monk Xuyan had already set off for the location of the mountain gate of the Seven Kills Hall in Blood State.
Wu Daozi stayed in Shuzhou City. Although he had recovered a lot from his injuries, he did not like to fight and kill. Chen Yuan now had enough of the former, so he also hoped that he could enjoy his old age in peace.
The physical body was wiped out, the soul was severely damaged, and the origin was damaged. It can be said that no matter what spiritual object it is, it is impossible for Wu Daozi to recover. He can only wait for the day of his death.
The three Yang Gods were not sent out to destroy the Seven Kills Palace. They were actually going there to set up a formation near the mountain gate of the Seven Kills Palace to prevent anyone from escaping.
Chen Yuan and Moro arrived shortly afterwards.
The reason why he didn't go with them was because Chen Yuan wanted to completely eliminate Zhou Zhong in Shuzhou City before that, so as to prevent him from becoming a hidden danger.
The two sides are almost at loggerheads and must resolve this as soon as possible.
The previous market had not dispersed yet, and you could still see the bustling flow of people. When Chen Yuan stood in front of Zhou Ji Baozi again, he could still see an endless stream of people queuing up to buy.
It seemed that the bun was really a rare delicacy, but only Chen Yuan knew that the stuff inside the bun was, of course, human flesh.
Zhou Zhong dared to be so blatant, and he was obviously well prepared. However, Chen Yuan didn't know what his purpose was. Could it be that he just came to meet Chen Yuan?
Still the same as before, Chen Yuan ordered a basket of steamed buns and asked the waiter to call Zhou Zhong over. The other person looked familiar to him and thought he was a repeat customer today.
But he didn't suspect anything and started shouting directly inside.
Not long after, Zhou Zhong placed the hot buns in front of Chen Yuan and asked with a smile:
"Are you done?"
"You're done, why don't you come over quickly?"
Chen Yuan looked at Zhou Zhong and smiled.
"You're hungry, try this bun."
Zhou Zhong strongly invited and pushed the bun in front of Chen Yuan, as if it was a delicacy in the world no matter who it was for.
"Business was normal before, why are there so many people now?" Chen Yuan glanced at the buns in front of him, ignored them, and asked instead.
Zhou Zhong shook his head:
"Not long ago, I learned a skill from a beggar. Adding some good stuff to the steamed buns can immediately enhance the taste. Now it turns out that it's true.
Boy Yuan, you don’t know that the supply of these buns exceeds the demand every day. If it weren’t for Lao Zhou and me giving those guys a little extra money, I would have given up my job long ago.
If I work for a while longer, I can buy a house in the city. "
"What good stuff did you put there?"
"What do you think?"
"The meat has changed."
Chen Yuan said.
Zhou Zhong patted his thigh lightly and said:
"I've known for a long time that you, Mr. Yuan, can become something big. Look, you can guess it right with just one guess. That's right, the meat here has been changed. It used to be all pork."
"What now?"
"It also uses pork..."
"Hehehe..." Chen Yuan smiled but said nothing.
"In addition, add a little bit of human flesh. Uncle Zhou didn't do this. It was all given by beggars in the city. It's really strange to say that the taste of this pork is different when it is mixed with human flesh."
Zhou Zhong said in a low voice.
"This is a serious crime of decapitation."
"Hey, since you're looking after me, boy Yuan, what can the government do to me?" Zhou Zhong looked at Chen Yuan with a smile, with some unspeakable mystery in his eyes.
Chen Yuan looked at the crowd around him and suddenly said:
"who are you?"
"Who am I? Boy Yuan, you can't stop recognizing people when you become rich, right?" Zhou Zhong pointed at himself.
"I really don't recognize who you are. It stands to reason that with my king's cultivation, I can tell what is hidden under your skin, but I can't see clearly.
It's a bit weird, but now that we've reached this point, why do we still need to play these tricks? "
"Hehehe...."
Zhou Zhong smiled sadly.
"From the first day I saw you, I noticed something was wrong with you."
"Then why didn't you expose it then?"
"I had other things to do at the time, and I didn't want to be troubled by some trivial matters. Unexpectedly, you couldn't bear it, and first killed the leader of the Yuhai Gang.
They started selling human meat buns again, wasn't it just to make me realize something was wrong and lure me here? Now that I am here, let me tell you what my purpose is.
Oh, you also need to tell me the news about Zhou Zhong and his daughter, otherwise... I will also turn you into a bun. "Chen Yuan looked at Zhou Zhong, pointed at the buns on the table and smiled.
There were no other changes due to the other party's abnormality, as if they were still chatting as usual.
"You are worthy of the king of Yan who has millions of troops, occupies half of the Central Plains, and looks down on the world. He is worthy of being a descendant of the Xiang family.
Hahaha...."
Zhou Zhong twisted his neck, seeming a little uncomfortable, and then continued:
"If your father, Xiang Qianqiu, were here, he would probably be able to see through Uncle Zhou's identity at a glance. It's a pity... he must have died in your hands, right?
Hehehe...regicide...patricide...what a heroic figure. If it were placed a few hundred years ago, it is still unclear whether the world would have been in chaos.
It's a pity that you and I were not born in the same era, tsk tsk tsk..."
Chen Yuan stared at the other party and said word by word:
"This king is asking about your purpose and identity. I am not here to listen to your regrets. When you die, you will naturally have the opportunity to feel your regrets."
Zhou Zhong nodded and said with a smile:
"Okay, then listen carefully, my name is Sima Yuande."
"What a great name. It's a pity that I have never heard of it."
Sima Yuande: "..."
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