Ch. 114 - What Year Is It?

Qiongyu Daozi waved his hands, looking at the dead and silent Luoyan City, he asked, “Do you know what has happened here?”

The demon general of the True Dao Realm was dumbfounded for a moment, but he could not resist slandering in his heart without showing any expression, and said with an arch of his hand. “Your Royal Highness, I just arrived here, and don't know what happened in this city.”

“The God of the Cui Ri Land is really slack.” Saying this, Daozi Qiongyu sighed, with a look of compassion in his clear eyes, and continued. “The evil spirits spread across the territory, and thousands of the souls of the Luoyan City were killed, the perpetrators didn't even leave a trace. It's very abominable.”

A demon creature of the upper realm of True Dao realm stepped forward, and said with a flattering smile: “Your Highness Daozi is indeed kind-hearted, even if you’re not from the Yuanyan realm, you still care about the vastness of the world, which is really admirable.”

By now, the imperial chariot had landed beside Qingluan's side, and the continuous flattery of words lingered. Qiongyu Daozi always had a friendly smile on his face, nodded slightly from time to time, and there was a faint smile in his eyes just right. The arrogant look fully demonstrated the Taoist’s demeanor of the most powerful sect.

Walking to Ji Yuenian's side, Gu Hang looked at Yu Yan and Wang Yueyang who were on Qingluan's back, asked blankly, "Senior Brother Ji, what happened to Senior Sister Yu and Senior Brother Wang?"

Ji Yuenian glanced at Qiongyu Daozi strangely, then turned his head to Gu Hang, and said while shaking his head. “It's not a serious problem.”

Nodding his head, Gu Hang peeked at the starry-eyed Qiongyu Daozi not far away and said enviously: “I never thought that this young Taoist is actually the Daozi of the Royal Thunder Sect, whose status is so noble that it is comparable to that of the Saints of the Six Mountains of the Taiyu Holy Sect. Such a high-ranking person. It is difficult to even meet him in the sky, but Senior Brother Ji seems to be acquainted with him, I really admire him.” 　　 At this moment, Yu Yan and Wang Yueyang woke up one after another, Standing up on Qingluan's back, their eyes full of bewilderment.

“Junior Brother Ji and I have known each other for a long time. We can take this Luan Bird to the ancient city of Cui Ri.”

Under the gracious invitation of the demon general, Qiongyu Daozi's voice came from afar, causing Yu Yan, Wang Yueyang, and Gu Hang to freeze in place at the same time.

Brother Ji actually met His Royal Highness Daozi of the Royal Thunder Sect!

However, after thinking about Ji Yuenian's Tong Xuan Heart Ghost Bloodline, and also his Grade 4 Heart Fire Sequence and the identity of his as a Candidate Holy Son, this matter did not seem too difficult to understand.

Within a few breaths of time, Qiongyu Daozi walked over, while the three had already brainstormed countless images in the depths of their minds.

“Wang Yueyang has met His Highness Daozi.”

“Yu Yan has met His Highness Daozi.”

The blue-haired girl bowed her head slightly and was well-mannered.

Yu Yan would never have imagined that not long ago, His Royal Highness Qiongyu Daozi attacked her with a python mantra, which almost directly sent her to the afterlife.

Taking a seat on the left side of the sky-green crown feather on top of Qingluan's head, Qiongyu Daozi waved his hands. “The Taiyu Holy Sect has many contacts with the Royal Thunder True Sect, so senior brothers and sisters do not need to be polite.”

Ji Yuenian also flicked his black sleeve robe, and sat down on the right side of the sky-green crown feather, with a slight movement of his mind, Qingluan's huge wings flapped slightly, and under the pervasive blue light, it gradually crossed the dilapidated ruins below and headed toward the ancient city of Cui Ri.

The imperial chariot, which carried demon spirits and ghosts around the Shouyan Mountain Range, also followed, but was always several hundred feet behind Qingluan, to show respect to Qiongyu Daozi.

Once again, Luoyan City fell into dead silence, and there was silence among the ruined walls.

A vast and majestic shadow figure appeared, looking down at the tens of thousands of souls who had died brutally, and smiled coldly. Under the rolled-up sleeves, endless divine power surged out, capturing the lifeless flesh and blood of those souls in a place.

In just a few breaths of time, the flesh and blood of tens of thousands of living beings was completely condensed into a huge blood cell with red brilliance, which was directly taken into the sleeve of this figure.

The god of the land of the destruction of the sun (Cui Ri).

It was really strange to see this god who hid in the dark, and had not appeared in front of people for a long time, but at this moment, he suddenly appeared in Luoyan City to capture the flesh and blood of living beings.

The figure of the God of the Ancient City of Cui Ri gradually faded away, in the light and shadow of the place, the last dissipation was its eyes flooded with divine light.

Those gazes were freezing and indifferent, making people tremble and shudder at a glance.

…

Ancient City of Taichu, Anyang City.

“My lord, Ji's family is now in turmoil and on the verge of extinction. When are you coming back?”

Ji Bugui knelt alone in the ancestral shrine in the back hall of Zhenhai Hall, looking at the ancestors' memorial tablets on which they were enshrined, with a sad expression.

A chaotic noise came from all around, but he remained kneeling on the spot, as if he hadn't heard it.

Not long after, Ji Luoyang walked in with several direct descendants of the Ji family. He couldn't hold back the excitement on his face, and yelled at Ji Bugui: “Go away! I want to see if there are priemeval stones hidden behind these spirit tablets!”

Ji Bugui spun his head, and fiercely looked at Ji Luoyang, and snapped: “You have already looted all the Ji family's treasury, and now you still want to overthrow the ancestor's spirit tablets! If it goes on like this, how will Ji family survive?”

Ji Luoyang stepped forward, kicked Ji Bugui a few feet away, raised his head and laughed loudly: “The Anyang Ji family has thousands of blood relatives, and now there are only seven left. You are still talking to me about Ji's family's survival! Come on, move all these spirit tablets for me!”

The Ji family descendants behind him responded one after another, walked up quickly, and moved the spiritual tablets one by one.

Ji Luoyang was the only one who had advanced to the Xuan realm in Anyang City. Those who disobeyed him had been killed by him long ago, and now the remaining ones were all strong martial artists, and they all followed Ji Luoyang's lead in everything.

Blood dripped from the corner of Ji Bugui's mouth, looking up at the palace roof where the seals engraved on it, he murmured in a low voice: “If the ancestors of the Ji family had spirits, they would show up and put an end to this presumptuous rebellion!”

“Who are you calling a rebel?” Ji Luoyang walked over with a grim expression. “The Ji family has declined so much. Could it be because of me?” 　　 “Rebellion is always rebellion.” Laying on the cold palace bricks Ji Bugui, barely turned his head to his side, looking at Ji Luoyang his eyes were full of sarcasm. “The ancestors of the Ji family are superior, what is the use of deceiving yourself and others like this?”

Ji Luoyang subconsciously took a look at the spirit tablets that had been moved down, and in a fit of shame and anger, he directly put Xuan Qi in his palm, and slashed down viciously on Ji Bugui's head!

In an instant, blood spattered three feet.

The Ji family's direct descendants trembled slightly, not daring to look back at all, just moving the ancestors' spiritual stones quickly.

After a while, a Ji's family descendant looked panic-stricken and stammered: “Elder, I can't move …”

The cold gaze of Ji Luoyang glanced over, causing the first line of the Ji family to kneel on the ground in fright.

“Elder, I really can't move it!” The other direct descendants also knelt down, with cold sweat oozing from their foreheads from time to time.

Ji Luoyang looked up and saw that most of the hundreds of ancestor spirit tablets had been removed by now, revealing a scroll hidden behind the ancestral hall.

It's just that there was still a spiritual table directly below the scroll that has not been moved, and only three characters were engraved on it.

Ji Suming.

The only ancestor in Ji's family who has cultivated to the Realm of the God Sea Spirit.

Ji Luoyang's brows frowned as he tried hard to recall the records about this ancestor.

After a few breaths, he seemed to have made up his mind, and with a ruthless expression, said with gritted teeth, “Slash it with a sword!”

“Elder, give us a break! In the records of the Ji family, this ancestor is very mysterious. If you move his spirit without authorization, I'm afraid you will die a horrid death!”

Ji Luoyang sneered, pulled out a long sword with his backhand, and pierced directly into the neck of the Ji family descendant: ‘If you don't obey my orders, you all will get a good death now!” 　　 As for Ji Suming's spiritual position, Ji Luoyang has some fear in his heart, he would never move in person if it were not necessary.

The rest of the Ji family's descendants looked as white as a sheet and had no choice but to tremblingly raise their long swords and slashed towards the uppermost spiritual position.

Suddenly, everything in the ancestral hall came to halt.

The sound of an ancient sigh was imprinted deep into the hearts and minds of the people.

“It seems like a lifetime away, things are different and people are different. Tonight, what year is it?"

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