Including the ancestors of the Hehuan Sect, those stupid guys with insufficient cultivation realm failed to perceive this detail and did not know Sun Haoran's identity, so they naturally dared to have thoughts about him.
They are too lazy to care about this and can't do anything about it.
After all, your life is yours. Who can stop you from seeking death?
They have no obligation to tell these ignorant ants not to die.
At most, it was just to stop his sect from causing big trouble.
As for the Lord Qingtian dispatched by Haotian Sect at that time?
It was completely a source of resentment. After all, when Lord Qingtian was dispatched, he was notified that someone had destroyed two sect Jindan realm elders outside the secret realm. At that time, Sun Haoran had not yet entered, nor had he talked to the Sanxian inside. Start a war.
Later, when the ancestor of the Haotian Sect realized the seriousness of the matter, it was too late to recall the Lord Qingtian. It can only be said that this guy just happened to be unlucky.
Afterwards, it was certainly impossible for the Haotian Sect to take revenge on Sun Haoran for him. After all, only a fool would do it to offend a guy who could kill Sanxian for the sake of a Nascent Soul monk.
At this moment, many people had gathered in the meeting hall of the Hehuan Sect's main hall.
Among them, the person sitting on the main seat is naturally the ancestor of Hehuan Sect, Situ Yongpeng.
He seemed to be in his thirties, with a feminine appearance and an inexplicable evil aura about him.
Of course, looking young does not mean that he is really young. The age of a monk can never be judged by his appearance. Especially the people of Hehuan Sect pay most attention to appearance. Unless they have some unique hobbies, they will maintain their appearance. in a youthful state.
Speaking of Situ Yongpeng, as the ancestor of the famous Hehuan Sect in the world of cultivation, he naturally has something.
At least on the surface, at his combined stage, he can be regarded as a strong person in almost the entire world of cultivation. Otherwise, he would not be able to lead the entire Hehuan Sect to dominate one side.
The elders in the Mahayana stage or even the Tribulation stage have not been born for a long time. Most people even think that there are no strong people in this world who can reach this level.
Of course Situ Yongpeng himself thought so.
He knew that there were only a handful of people in the same realm as him. There was one in the Haotian Sect. The real strength of the four great monarchs of the Dragon Clan should also be in this realm. As for other races such as the Monster Clan that had not been born for a long time, he was not sure.
In short, in Situ Yongpeng's view, even the Haotian Sect is not much better than their Hehuan Sect. No, it seems that it should be inferior to their Hehuan Sect now.
Humph, you still claim to be the best sect in the world? A mere man picked up by Qingshui Palace from nowhere can scare these guys into not taking action. Is this worthy?
He is now very sure that the man from Qingshui Palace is at the same level as himself at most, and cannot be much stronger. Now that he has gathered about thirty sects and tens of thousands of disciples, is he still afraid of his little one? A smaller Qingshui Palace?
As for why he is so sure that Sun Haoran's cultivation level does not exceed his own?
Because the people he sent out came back.
That's right, the golden elixir monk whom Sun Haoran deliberately let go is back.
"You, tell everything that happened in Qingshui Palace in front of all the sect leaders present."
In order to let the heads of the various sects who were summoned to the meeting hall understand at this moment, Situ Yongpeng smiled contemptuously and asked the Jindan monk to repeat what happened in front of the Qingshui Palace Mountain Gate.
"Yes Yes!"
The golden elixir monk looked around in horror.
After seeing that he was surrounded by elders who were several levels higher than himself in cultivation, he finally felt a little more at ease, thinking that with so many powerful people here, he should be safe, right?
So he began to retell the process of being humiliated by Sun Haoran.
"At that time...two deacons and I went to Qingshui Palace to test the depth of that person on the orders of our ancestors...Unexpectedly, before we stepped through the gate of Qingshui Palace, the person appeared and suddenly launched a sneak attack! Senior Brother Wang was like that He was slapped under his palm and flew to a distant mountain peak, probably in danger..."
"Wait! Qingshui Palace is not
In Qingtian City? How dare this man kill people in the city? "When someone heard this, they couldn't help but curiously asked.
"I think it was...a mistake, right?" The golden elixir monk recalled the conversation between Sun Haoran and the people from Qingshui Palace at that time, and guessed, "That person seems to have some friendship with the city lord, so even if he kills people in the city, he will not be punished. Investigate... But it seems that he still seems to have some regard for the rules set by the city lord. The remaining senior brother Li and I were just beaten up, and the other party didn't seem to intend to continue killing people. But... but who knew that senior brother Li suddenly went I stimulated this person, so he missed again..."
"So you're the only one back?"
Everyone frowned upon hearing this.
"Yes, it is."
The golden elixir monk said with some fear, "That man kept his word. He really let me go when he said he would let me go..."
"Stop, stop, stop, when did I ask you to tell me how you managed to live an ignoble existence?" Situ Yongpeng frowned slightly and glared at this loser, "I asked you to tell me, have you tested out that person's depth?"
"Um... this... no... no..." the golden elixir monk replied weakly, "but I think that this person's cultivation level must not be as good as your ancestor. After all, if you want to kill me, ancestor Yes, where is the need to take action? Isn't that just a matter of thought? And if he is really that powerful, how can he give face to the Lord of Qingtian City?"
"Hahahahaha—that's right!"
Yes, this is what Situ Yongpeng wanted to hear.
He summoned the heads of various sects here today just to let these people understand that the demon from Qingshui Palace is nothing to be afraid of.
They are bound to win this battle!
"Everyone, what do you think?"
"We have the same idea!"
One of the monks replied flatteringly.
"That's right, it's just about killing two Golden Core cultivators. Anyone with a cultivation level above Nascent Soul can easily do it! If that person's cultivation level is really as high as you, Senior Situ, then why do you need to do it yourself? ? A single thought can make a monk in the golden elixir realm worse than death."
"Yes, I must have set up an ambush to kill two Nascent Soul Realm monks outside the Primordial Secret Realm that day! After that incident, we all sent people to the scene to see it. Judging from the damage traces and area , it’s impossible for one person to do it!”
"But this also means that there may be a powerful force behind this person."
"so what?"
"We are the masters of justice! All we have to do is be a little merciful and spare this man's life. Moreover, this man actually led everyone in Qingshui Palace to join the demon clan. So what if he is killed?"
"Yes, yes! Even if the family behind this person comes, I think Senior Situ will uphold justice for us!"
"Hahahahaha!"
Situ Yongpeng was overjoyed when he heard this and laughed.
The mobilization effect he wanted has been achieved, and the time is ripe.
"In this case, everyone has no objections, then let's get ready to set off! Let's destroy the Qingshui Palace together! With me in charge, even the Lord of Qingtian City has to give face, and there is no obstacle that can stop us!"
"Senior Situ is mighty!
"
After the meeting, people from all the sects quickly returned to their camps outside the Hehuan Sect to prepare for the march.
Soon, Sun Haoran, who was guarding outside, saw the mighty army beginning to march in the direction of Qingshui Palace.
Although it claims to have an army of 100,000, in fact, even with these idle sects, the Hehuan Sect only has a few tens of thousands of people together.
However, the leaders of these sects are at the lowest level of the Nascent Soul realm, and coupled with the powerful strength of the Hehuan Sect itself, no one can take on the power gathered like this.
Even the Haotian Sect would not be able to cope with such a large army approaching the city if their ancestors in seclusion did not come out.
Situ Yongpeng's confidence comes from this.
Having gathered so much power, even if he were asked to defeat the Haotian Sect now, he would be unable to do so.
Dare, it’s just that the master is Wu Ming. It’s impossible for these people to follow him and offend the Haotian Sect.
But this time the annihilation of Qingshui Palace was different. Just like everyone thought, they were "teachers of justice" and were going to defeat the traitors who betrayed the human monks!
After all, many sects have long been dissatisfied with sects like Qingshui Palace that rely on the Dragon Clan to survive.
People who are not from my race must have different thoughts, but these stinky bitches actually succumbed to the Dragon Clan's city and accepted the Dragon Clan's protection.
If it weren't for the fear of the power of the four monarchs, Qingshui Palace might have been crushed long ago.
And now Qingshui Palace not only relies on the Dragon Clan, but also colludes with the Demon Clan. Can this be tolerated?
Therefore, even the Dragon Clan monarch cannot protect Qingshui Palace this time.
Unless the Dragon Clan monarch wants to officially start a war with so many of their sects, even if Qingshui Palace is in Qingtian City and they pass by, the monarch can only watch them destroy Qingshui Palace.
As long as this dragon king has some brains, he will not make enemies of Qingshui Palace and a strong human being.
Seeing that these guys had come over on their own initiative, Sun Haoran naturally didn't bother to get close. He found a more conspicuous mountain peak and casually broke off a branch from an ancient tree and waited for the army to attack.
"Report—!
"
Soon, among the advancing army, one of the leading monks spotted Sun Haoran.
So he hurriedly came to Situ Yongpeng to report.
"Report to Ancestor! There is something suspicious on the mountain peak a hundred miles ahead——"
puff--
However, before the man could finish speaking, a flash of red shot out from his open mouth.
Something penetrated his head.
Situ Yongpeng frowned slightly and reached out to wipe his face. At this moment, his face was stained with the blood of the disciple who came to report. The blood seemed to be mixed with something sticky, probably brain matter...
This disciple is a deacon of the golden elixir realm within the sect. Even a monk would not be able to survive if his brain was pierced before he formed the Nascent Soul.
Of course, it is not surprising to easily kill a monk in the Golden Core realm.
What surprised him was the weapon used by the people in the distance to kill this disciple.
If he saw it correctly just now... it should be a branch.
Situ Yongpeng looked at the figure on the mountain in the distance with a gloomy expression.
I saw that the man was cutting a branch of an ancient tree with a stone in his hand, and the branch that penetrated the golden elixir monk just now was picked off by this man and thrown over.
From a distance of a hundred miles, he could actually kill a Golden Core monk by flying flowers and picking leaves. Who is this person?
"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way!?"
"bar?"
Hearing this, Sun Haoran chuckled, stopped what he was doing, blew the sawdust on the branches, and raised his head.
And the moment he raised his head, everyone on the opposite side seemed to feel that the world seemed to suddenly become darker.
It was clear that what they saw in front of them was just a lonely, small figure standing on the mountain peak, but at this moment, in their eyes, it looked like a giant statue standing tall and blocking out the sky and the sun.
The whole world seemed to be shrouded in its shadow, and a terrifying sense of oppression came over the face, as if the sky was falling, making everyone feel breathless.
There were even monks with low cultivation levels who were immediately forced to kneel on the ground by this terrifying sense of oppression, unable to lift their knees no matter what.
Even Situ Yongpeng, who had the strongest cultivation among the people, realized that something was wrong at this moment and was sweating profusely.
He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make a sound because of the horrible oppression.
How can it be?
The person in front of me clearly seems to be in the foundation-building realm. Even if he hides his cultivation level...wait a minute...what kind of realm would it be for a being who can hide his cultivation level so seamlessly that even he can't see through it?
For a moment, Situ Yongpeng felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, as if there was not a single person standing on the mountain in the distance.
, but some kind of great terror.
"No...impossible...how could anyone in this world be able to..."
The limit of this world is only the realm of transcending tribulation. How could anyone be able to transcend this limit?
The Immortal Road was cut off tens of thousands of years ago! There is no way such a person can exist! ?
"Who are you!? Who are you!?"
"Look at what you said..."
Hearing this, Sun Haoran carried the stick and grinned, "Aren't you just going to find me? What? Aren't you happy that I'm here?"
This voice was partly ridiculing, and the rest was full of disdain.
But no one on the opposite side dared to have an opinion, including Situ Yongpeng himself.
Situ Yongpeng immediately knew that he might have fallen on the iron plate this time.
The next moment, there was only one thought in his mind.
escape!
Nonsense, why don't you run away and wait to die?
He never dreamed that there would be such a terrifying existence in this world.
Although they haven't fought yet, he already knows that it is impossible to defeat him.
This time I can only admit defeat.
Although the sect he worked so hard to establish may be destroyed and these ignorant followers will be implicated, he believes that as long as he is alive, he will be able to make a comeback one day!
Not only did he have the idea of escape, but so did everyone here?
But even if you want to escape, you must have that kind of strength.
Among them, the one most likely to succeed in escaping is naturally Situ Yongpeng, who has the highest level of cultivation.
Therefore, everyone's eyes are full of resentment and regret at this moment.
They resented this hateful guy Situ Yongpeng for leading them to crusade against such a terrifying existence! I regret that they really thought they could succeed and followed me!
How is this possible?
