Serpent Ancestor

On the other side.

The news of Huang Yifan’s death quickly spread back to the Yan Dao Sect, causing an uproar.

Everyone knew the cause and effect of the incident: Huang Yifan wanted to rob and kill Xu Hei, but ended up being lured into the Tianhen Sword Sect’s formation and was killed in return. It was entirely his own fault.

Anyone with a brain could see the essence of the matter: Huang Yifan deserved it.

Even if there was trouble to be found, it should be the Tianhen Sword Sect that was questioned, not Xu Hei.

Initially, under the leadership of Sun Wuxiang, they indeed thought this way.

But just two days later, for some unknown reason, Sun Wuxiang was placed under house arrest.

Everyone then turned their attention to Xu Hei.

...

Three days later, the five major forces of the Outer Battlefield each sent representatives to hold a significant meeting.The catalyst for this meeting was a killer organization not affiliated with any side, called Tianwang.

Tianwang also publicly released detailed information about Xu Hei for free.

”The largest city in the eastern wasteland, Liefeng City?”

”Heh, I was just looking for a reason to deal with them, and now it’s perfect. They’re harboring a criminal, so we’ll take care of them altogether.”

”The inheritance of the Void Realm cannot be swallowed by rogue cultivators.”

The five forces present—Tianhen Sword Sect, Yan Dao Sect, Ancient Tomb Sect, Blood Refining Sect, and Divine Puppet Sect—quickly reached a consensus under the facilitation of Tianwang.

The attack on Liefeng City was ostensibly to capture Xu Hei, but in reality, it was for the three law inheritances behind them.

Only fifteen people came out alive, three of whom were in Liefeng City. Such a large piece of cake couldn’t help but attract attention.

Even powerful sects like theirs only had one person come out alive, and the Ancient Tomb Sect and Tianhen Sword Sect had none, with their entire forces wiped out.

Liefeng City had three survivors; how could that not make people envious?

They had long been plotting in secret against Liefeng City, but first, they didn’t have a suitable reason; second, Liefeng City wasn’t an easy target, with strong formations and experts aplenty. A single sect couldn’t handle them alone.

Now, with the five sects joining forces and Tianwang stepping in, they were the strongest force in the Outer Battlefield, and Liefeng City would be completely erased!

Next, they discussed the details of dividing the spoils. The Ancient Tomb Sect and Tianhen Sword Sect insisted on taking one law inheritance each, and the Blood Refining Sect also wanted one.

Xu Hei and the rest of the spoils would be divided among everyone.

”This matter is of great importance, so please keep it confidential and catch them off guard!”

”You have one day to prepare. Tomorrow at noon, we set off!”

...

Divine Puppet Sect.

Qin Xuanji didn’t know when he had taken over Ji Shu’s body. As soon as he exited the Void Realm, he forgot everything and found himself already in control of Ji Shu’s body.

Although unclear about the process, he understood that this matter must not be exposed!

Therefore, whenever anyone came to question him, he remained silent, never speaking, like someone truly amnesiac.

With half of his body metalized and severely injured, the sect elders didn’t trouble him and sent him back to their base in the Central Plains.

By playing dumb, Qin Xuanji survived the first week.

Even after his injuries healed, he hadn’t left seclusion.

During this time, the Grand Elder would come to the cave dwelling entrance every day to inquire about his condition, but Qin Xuanji consistently ignored him, pretending his injuries were too severe.

But this was not a long-term solution; eventually, someone would notice something amiss.

”I must break through to the Divine Transformation Stage; it’s my only way to survive!” Qin Xuanji thought to himself.

He probed the puppet ring with his divine sense.

The puppet ring was a magical treasure similar to a Spirit Beast Ring, containing all his puppets. At this moment, these puppets were arranged in a peculiar formation within the ring, with each position having significance.

He had long discovered that this was a code he left for himself.

These days, he had been trying to decipher this code, but progress was slow.

”The memories of the Void Realm cannot be taken out; this should be a hint I left for myself,” Qin Xuanji thought.

But the hint was too complex, and until today, he had only deciphered two words: Inner Demon.

Does it mean there’s an Inner Demon in the Void Realm?

”Buzz!”

Suddenly, a formation light flashed behind Qin Xuanji, and a young man wearing a black cloak appeared.

”Who?!”

Qin Xuanji quickly stood up and retreated, staring at the cloaked youth, who then removed his hat, revealing a young and weary face.

”Brother Ji Shu, it’s me, Chen Zimo,” the cloaked youth said with a clasped fist.

This person was the missing formation master from Liefeng City, Chen Zimo.

Or rather, Mo tzu Chen, his real name. He was a descendant of the ancient Mo family, proficient in formations, and had significant ties with the Divine Puppet Sect.

However, Qin Xuanji didn’t recognize this person, nor did he understand why he appeared in Ji Shu’s cave dwelling.

But he vaguely remembered that the missing formation master from Liefeng City seemed to be named Chen Zimo.

”Chen Zimo, the missing Master Chen from Liefeng City?” Qin Xuanji squinted his eyes.

Chen Zimo sensed something was wrong and cautiously took a few steps back, staring at Qin Xuanji, saying, ”Brother Ji Shu, don’t you remember me?”

After a moment of silence, Qin Xuanji smiled and said, ”Heh, of course, I remember.”

Chen Zimo wasn’t naive; he keenly noticed the change in Ji Shu, as if he had become a different person.

But he didn’t foolishly press the issue, only showing a nervous expression and clasping his fists, saying, ”Then what you promised me before...”

”Thud!”

Before Chen Zimo could finish his sentence, a black hole appeared in his forehead, his sea of consciousness pierced through with a single strike.

Yet he didn’t die, only showing disbelief in his eyes, saying, ”You, why...”

Qin Xuanji didn’t speak, directly raising his palm, countless puppet threads stabbing towards Chen Zimo, penetrating all his meridians and joints.

Chen Zimo’s eyes dimmed.

He wasn’t afraid of death; to achieve his goal, he could sacrifice everything, including his life.

But he couldn’t die yet!

However, Qin Xuanji gave him no chance, increasing the force, the puppet threads turning into a storm, shattering his divine sense.

The light of hope burning in Chen Zimo’s eyes extinguished.

...

Liefeng City.

Ding Yi suddenly stood up, taking out a formation disk, easily dissolving the divine sense seal on it.

Then, he pressed the formation disk on the ground, effortlessly controlling the city’s super formation, his divine sense able to see every corner.

With a single thought, he could control the life and death of everyone.

”Hahaha! Chen Zimo is dead, dead, hahaha!”

”No one can stop me now!”

His excited roars echoed inside and outside the City Lord’s mansion.

That night.

Four figures appeared in the sky above Liefeng City: Ding Yi, Wang Xiu, Gongsun Bo, and City Lord Luo Gang.

They looked down at the thriving Liefeng City from above. Today, the city’s popularity had reached a peak, marking a moment of utmost glory.