"Oh, Nan Batian also has a senior brother? His cultivation is not the most powerful in that Gulangmen?" Elder Tian Qing was surprised.
Jin Hong, the Son of Heaven, nodded and said, "Yes, there is a senior brother above Nan Batian. According to Nan Batian himself, his skills were all taught by his senior brother.
"Have you met Nan Batian's senior brother?" Elder Tian Qing asked, his expression serious.
Originally, according to the previous plan, Jin Hong, the Son of Heaven, would leave seclusion at the last moment to participate in the final battle of the sacrificial ceremony. This was already arranged by Elder Tianqing, and he wanted to take the opportunity to build momentum to make Jin Hong, the Son of Heaven, famous all over the world. , let the major sects know from now on that the eldest disciple of the Tianyao Sect has forgotten the goddess Hong Zixia, which is a key to whether the restructuring can be completely successful. Because of this, this sacrificial ceremony will be extra grand and unprecedented in scale, but the emergence of Nan Batian suddenly disrupted all arrangements. Ouyang Huo's butcher knife broke early, and he had to summon the son of heaven, Jin Hong, in advance.
The Tianyao Sect is full of talents and masters, but among the younger generation, apart from Hong Zixia, the goddess of heaven, the only one with the most outstanding cultivation is Jin Hong, the son of heaven who has been cultivated in recent years. Nan Batian from the overseas world attacks fiercely. In the eyes of Elder Tian Qing, only Jin Hong, the son of Tian, can defeat him. The latter is also the only hope to win the top prize in this competition.
As a trump card, Elder Tianqing still has confidence in the combat effectiveness of Jin Hong, the Son of Heaven. The latter has already reached the peak of the real person realm. As long as he is given another powerful treasure, defeating Nan Batian should not be a problem. But now, I suddenly heard that Nan Batian has a senior brother, and the latter's cultivation level is far higher than that of Nan Batian, so that would be troublesome!
"I've seen him before, but I haven't fought against him directly."
Jin Hong, the Son of Heaven, paused and said: "I'm sorry for my incompetence. I can't see through that person's cultivation level, but I have a feeling that Nan Batian's senior brother is definitely not simple. It's very likely that he's a big, hidden person." The master is very low-key. He always wears a large hat on his head in front of outsiders, hiding his facial features. Great Elder, I suspect that he is probably the one who forced his way into Xiaoyao Lake to kill the leader of Xiahou Hall two days ago. uninvited guest!"
"Pass me the warrant and ask Elder Black and White to take action in person. Go to Yingke Peak to carefully check Gulangmen to see if the senior brother from Nan Batian is the person we are looking for!" Elder Tianqing made a decision immediately and gave the order without any trace. hesitate.
On the night of the accident at Xiaoyao Lake, he had no direct contact or confrontation with the uninvited guest. The person in the sect who was most familiar with the uninvited guest was probably the punishment hall master Xia Houqing. But the latter has been killed, so only the black and white elders are most familiar with the uninvited guest. The two have had close encounters and contests with him. Based on the cultivation and experience of the two elders, Black and White, as soon as they meet, they can immediately identify whether Nan Batian's senior brother is the uninvited guest!
"yes!"
A confidant standing below bowed and took orders and left quickly, conveying Elder Tianqing's order. Soon, a large group of sky demon guards, led by the black and white elders, rushed towards the Yingke Peak. The guards also received the order, held high torches and rushed towards the Yingke Peak from all directions to surround it.
Late at night, in a quiet room at Yingke Peak, Ye Chuan sat cross-legged on the ground, his body twitching and dripping with sweat.
After succeeding at Pigeon Peak, he quickly returned to Yingke Peak and began to meditate cross-legged. But not long after entering samadhi, the Octopus Queen's punishment came.
Every three days, the octopus talisman will attack, and each time the person will suffer inhuman torture. This torture will not kill people, but it will make people shed a layer of skin every time, itching that goes deep into the bone marrow, heart-wrenching pain, a dull feeling that is almost breathless..., all kinds of pain, all superimposed on Ye Chuan in an instant .
The Octopus Talisman left by the Octopus Queen in Ye Chuan's body increased his strength a lot, but it also brought unimaginable pain to ordinary people. It breaks out every three days. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be unable to hold on and collapse. If he didn't die suddenly from a demonic attack in the center of pain, he would have to endure inhuman torture and commit suicide in search of relief.
Huh..., Ye Chuan let out a howl from his throat, his body twisted, twitched, and kept shaking, but he endured the pain and continued to sit cross-legged, using his strong will to resist the waves of pain.
Inhuman suffering can make people go crazy and collapse, but as long as they survive it, this is not a different kind of experience!
In the intense torture, Ye Chuan kept a trace of reason, did not blame others, did not roar in vain, and regarded the Octopus Queen's punishment as a kind of experience. This world is originally about survival of the fittest and the weak. If you don't have strength, you will be bullied and suffer all kinds of disasters. Big figures who are lawless in the eyes of ordinary people may have unspeakable sadness behind them and are oppressed by more powerful figures. The Octopus Queen who is trapped in the world of ancient tombs is an example. So what about the saint realm? Isn’t it just like being imprisoned by others for a long time and unable to escape? If you want to finally be proud and proud without being bullied by anyone, then you can only swim against the current until one day you reach the pinnacle of cultivation. Those who fail to realize this are not, strictly speaking, true practitioners. They are like flowers in a greenhouse, no matter how beautiful they are, they will wither one day.
Ye Chuan is different. He has a clear understanding of the world for a long time. In the previous life, he covered the sky with one hand and called for wind and rain in the wild world. That was not a benefit that fell out of thin air, but came from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. All the opponents who had ridden on his head had either succumbed to his force or had turned into cold corpses.
"Come on, Octopus Queen, let your punishment come harder!"
Ye Chuan raised his head, opened his mouth and spurted out a bloody arrow. His body was seriously injured but his spirit roared loudly. He did not give in under the inhuman suffering, but became more courageous and motivated as he fought. He turned a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window, tried his best to resist the fierce suffering, and tasted pain that ordinary people could not imagine.
"Quickly, surround this courtyard and not even a fly can fly out!"
"The Heavenly Demon Guards are doing their work, and those who are idle should stay away. Those who disobey orders will be killed without mercy!"
The sound of heavy footsteps came, and large groups of demon guards holding sharp weapons and holding torches surged up like a tide, completely surrounding the quiet courtyard, each one filled with murderous intent. There was a young disciple of a small sect who was dazed in his sleep. He felt the ground shaking and rushed out without knowing what was going on. However, before he could see what was going on, he was knocked away with a bang. When he landed, he had changed. Became a corpse. The two old men, one black and one white, flew down in the courtyard. The power fluctuations in their bodies made even the masters at the peak of the real world tremble with fear.
Half-Saint Master!
Still two!
The sect disciples in each wing were all frightened and hid on the spot in panic, their teeth chattering behind the doors. Only the wing where Gulangmen was located was quiet and motionless, as if everyone was asleep.