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He Chuan did not want to care about it at first, but the appearance of the monster aroused his interest.

How powerful were the so-called gods and demons?

He really wanted to see it.

The purpose of this trip was to see all kinds of experts, as well as the gods and demons recorded in books.

"This Young Master wants to see if the legendary thing is really that powerful!"

...

At the White Lotus Cult\'s Central Plains stronghold.

The White Lotus Cult in the past had been quiet for a period of time after they were chased out of the central plains.

After the White Lotus Cult lost its backbone, Jue Wutian, the various elders of the sect were not satisfied with each other and all of them wanted to fight for the position of Cult Leader.

A few elders fought each other and went their own ways. The White Lotus Cult began to fall apart.

Jue Lengxin was Jue Wutian\'s eldest son. After he went out to train, his temperament changed greatly, but his cultivation was abnormally high.

A few years later, Jue Lengxin returned with a group of mysterious experts. He defeated all the elders in a sweeping manner and said ruthlessly, "Either submit or die."

Those who refused to submit were subjected to the punishment of having their hearts and livers dug out.

The members of the White Lotus Cult were forced by Jue Lengxin\'s tyrannical power and could only submit obediently.

After Jue Lengxin became the new Cult Leader, he issued all kinds of new orders, requiring the various elders to contribute nine boys and girls every month. Those who could not complete the task were killed.

The White Lotus Cult\'s desire to unify the martial arts world of the Central Plains did not die. Over the years, they had been secretly plotting their development.

Jue Lengxin led the White Lotus Cult to kill all the major sects in the outer realm and crazily recruit disciples.

Within three years, the White Lotus Cult had become the number one sect in the outer realm.

If there were any that did not submit, they would kill them. If they resisted, they would kill them. If they acted in defiance, they would kill them!

In the eyes of the other members of the White Lotus Cult, Jue Lengxin was even more terrifying than demons and ghosts. This was because he had no humanity at all.

Killing people was as easy as drinking water, and he had to drink a cup of fresh blood every morning.

There were some who resisted in the dark, but Jue Lengxin was too powerful, so they were all suppressed.

This made the others secretly guess whether the new Cult Leader had already become a half-step saint cultivator.

There was also a group of mysterious experts that he brought back. Each of them was ridiculously powerful and abnormally bloodthirsty!

Every once in a while, Jue Lengxin would pick a few loyal subordinates and send them into the secret chamber to cultivate. Those who could survive would all become Xiantian ninth-stage or half-step saints cultivators.

However, those who came out alive would have a huge change in temperament.

But, the temptation of strength was still very prominent. Therefore, there was no lack of licking dogs on Jue Lengxin\'s side. They wanted to enter the mysterious secret chamber to increase their strength.

In the Great Hall of the White Lotus Cult.

Jue Lengxin was wearing a golden dragon robe and sitting on the throne which symbolized the position of the Cult Leader.

The chairs he used were all made of gold. There were nine five-clawed golden dragons coiled around the sound of the chairs, symbolizing the position of the mighty Emperor.

His ambition was self-evident.

Unifying the martial arts world of the Central Plains was the goal of his Father, Jue Wutian. Jue Lengxin wanted to be the Emperor that unifies the five lakes and four seas!

"Have you finished the preparation?!" Jue Lengxin was shrouded in a black mist. His tone was lifeless and cold as if it could freeze the air.

The aura he emitted was extremely terrifying, and it pressed down on the four elders and the disciples, making them unable to breathe.

"Reporting to Cult Leader, the Central Plains\' cities are all under martial law, and we are doing a lot of things. This month, we are still short of sixteen virgin young girls and boys. We hope that Cult Leader can forgive us..."

Before this Xiantian ninth-stage expert disciple could finish his words, a terrifying aura swept over him.

Before anyone could see clearly, Jue Lengxin had already arrived in front of this Xiantian ninth-stage disciple and pressed his palm on his head.

A shrill scream resounded throughout the main hall.

Very quickly, this Xiantian ninth-stage disciple became a dried corpse, his flesh and blood completely sucked dry.

Jue Lengxin once again returned to the Golden Dragon Chair. The entire process took less than ten seconds.

"What\'s the point of keeping trash who can\'t complete the mission!" Jue Lengxin said.

"Cult Leader, a large number of experts have appeared in various parts of the Central Plains, and they are all investigating cases of missing people," The Great Elder Yang Wenquan stood out and said.

Because of the mission that Jue Lengxin had given, they had to do everything they could to complete it.

However, now that they had already attracted the Great Zhou Empire\'s attention, it was too difficult to accomplish the task.

Yang Wenquan had also entered the secret chamber that Jue Lengxin had created.

Although it was called a secret chamber, it was actually no different from the nine layers of hell.

His entire body and mind were feeling endless pain and torture. At that time, Yang Wenquan had thought of dying.

Fortunately, he had withstood it head-on, and his entire person had also broken through from a Xiantian ninth-stage to a half-step saint cultivator.

Most of them died in the secret chamber and became nourishment for the secret chamber.

Originally, there were nine elders of the White Lotus Cult, but only four survived. One could not help but sigh.

The other three elders who survived also became half-step saints cultivators.

"The Great Zhou Imperial Court is nothing. Even if nine thousand-year-old Wei Zhengchun comes, I will make him become nourishment for the secret chamber!" Jue Wuxin was very confident in his strength.

Even if all the experts of the Great Zhou Empire gathered together, they would not be able to do anything to him.

The only thing he had to worry about was the mysterious sect that had defeated his father.

"I heard that the Imperial Court has invited a half-step saint cultivator to join the investigation. Last time, that mad monk from the western regions accidentally exposed the location of the headquarters in Yangzhou City. I am afraid that something might go wrong," Yang Wenquan said.

He maintained a sliver of clarity in his heart. He always wanted to escape from the White Lotus Cult, and then leave this troublesome place.

However, he was unable to break free and gradually fell into the hands of Jue Lengxin.

"A half-step saint cultivator! Very good! At that time, I will personally meet him and suck all the energy from his body dry. It will be more useful than a virgin boy and girl!" Jue Lengxin took two intakes of air, it was as if he had thought of something wonderful.

Yang Wenquan had goosebumps all over his body. He was afraid that this Cult Leader would come over and suck his body dry.

Where was the lesson from just now?

"You don\'t have to worry. When I complete the ceremony, I will become a true saint cultivator!" Jue Lengxin\'s laughter echoed in the entire hall.

"The Cult Leader is invincible. The leader of the sacred sect is a man of great virtue. He will rule the world of martial arts world for thousands of years!"

Everyone quickly knelt down and respectfully flattered him.

...

Yangzhou City.

Wei Qiancheng listened to his subordinate\'s report and felt as if he had been hit by a frost.

The two experts from the Imperial Court had not returned. It was likely that they were doomed.

But now, they finally had a clue.

Who would have thought that this group of people would use the temple as a cover?

The two bailiffs also felt a lingering fear in their hearts. If they had not returned earlier, they would probably have lost their lives.

However, they have no one now. They could only wait for reinforcements to arrive.

"Now we can only wait for the half-step saint cultivator of the Gumu Sect to arrive. I\'m afraid that the Imperial Court\'s experts aren\'t a match for them."

He had a scale in his heart. The two experts from before were both outstanding in Qinggong. Unless the gap between them and the enemy was too big, they would definitely be able to escape.

The gap between a half-step saint cultivator and a Xiantian expert was too big. It wasn\'t something that could be exchanged for an advantage in numbers.

"The half-step saint cultivator from the Gumu Sect is on his way here, but I am afraid of the temple in Yangzhou City is just one of the enemy\'s strongholds," Said one of the bailiffs.