YM778.TV Chapter 573 Temporarily Retreating
Dark clouds rolled and lightning surged.
The green-eyed black dragon flew out from the void, letting out a deafening roar.
Black Emperor Dragon Fist!
Guanhai County collapsed on the spot, and thousands of living beings died under this attack.
In the distant void, two figures observed He Chuan through special means.
"The Eunuch King should be able to force the Ghost King to reveal his trump card." The Celestial Cultivator smiled. Beside him stood Emperor Tianfang.
"What if the Ghost King dies without a trump card?" Emperor Tianfang suspected the Ghost King was He Chuan, but he wasn\'t so sure.
"It means that he hid it well." The Celestial Venerable continued,
Heavenly Emperor Tianfang thought to himself, "What a good fellow." So he was certain the Ghost King was a traitor.
The Black Emperor\'s Dragon Fist descended with the power to destroy the world.
"Someone is coming." Qie Lan reacted instantly and turned into a banyan tree, trying to block the falling Black Emperor Dragon Fist with its shade.
The pitch-black branches broke inch by inch, and the fallen leaves flew everywhere. The great banyan tree was on the verge of collapse.
"You can\'t hold them off. Retreat first." He Chuan said after thinking for a while.
The dragon opened its mouth wide, and a foul stench could be faintly smelled.
This person\'s temperament was similar to the reinforcements that the Eighth Prince had brought over. He should be from Great Yan.
"The famous Eunuch King? I\'m the Magistrate of Guanhai County." He Chuan said loudly.
"You dare to deny it? The bandits of the Great Black Mountain, Qinghe County, Xishan County, and Hongshan County are not your handiwork?" Eunuch Wang Qianli transmitted his voice and questioned,
"Qinghe County?" He Chuan instantly understood.
These few counties had been invaded by the Myriad Immortals Archipelago and their faith had been wiped out. It was the work of the Celestial Cultivator and the others, but they framed him. He Chuan instantly understood.
As the Black Emperor\'s Dragon Fist descended, the Beiyin Mountain appeared out of nowhere, blocking the descending black dragon.
The earth shook violently, and a blue sky appeared.
"The magistrate has such cultivation? You must stay here today!" The Eunuch King said,
Emperor Tianfang\'s eyes widened when he saw the Beiyin Mountain.
It was indeed him!
The Celestial Cultivator, who was secretly observing his expression, took in everything.
This person definitely came from the same world as the Ghost King.
The Eunuch King punched again, and the Beiyin Mountain disappeared.
Not only the Eunuch King, but even the Celestial Cultivator was very surprised.
"Where\'s the formation?" Logically speaking, He Chuan could not hold on any longer and chose to leave through the teleportation array.
At that time, Celestial Cultivator could make a move to intercept him, but he did not expect He Chuan to leave without anyone noticing.
"Your Excellency, this person should have placed the array on the mountain." Emperor Tianfang wasn\'t surprised. He Chuan was famous because of the Beiyin Mountain.
Although he was unwilling to admit it, Beiyin Mountain had brought him a lot of trouble.
He was elusive and unpredictable. If the other party wanted to escape, he really couldn\'t catch him.
"What a pity. Next time, I\'ll directly capture this person and interrogate him." The Celestial Cultivator was somewhat regretful.
"That secret technique…" Emperor Tianfang asked.
"Let\'s go back first." The Celestial Cultivator threw the secret technique to the other party.
Emperor Tianfang pondered as he held the secret technique.
Since He Chuan had returned and the Divine Emperor Sect couldn\'t catch him, they would need the help of everyone in the world.
"Let\'s go back to the Dahao Star first and put out He Chuan\'s bounty to spread the news of the resource-rich great world he discovered." Heavenly Emperor Tianfang was prepared to use someone else to kill him.
The entire Divine Emperor Sect was mobilized, and their big move attracted the attention of other sects. Only after asking around did they know that He Chuan had offended them again.
It was said that the coordinates of the great world had been stolen.
This time, the other sects were also tempted.
The Reincarnation Palace became a vortex.
He Chuan left Great Yan and did not return immediately. Instead, he came to Silver Mountain Star and transferred a portion of his people to the Southern Spiritual Region before destroying the array.
As soon as he walked out of the Teleportation Formation and arrived at the Central Hall of Changle Palace, many people rushed up.
Daoist Qing Feng, Yaoyue, Qie Lan…
"The Divine Emperor Sect wants to capture you, the 3000 Water Star Master wants to teach you a lesson, and the Scorching Sun Dynasty, Imperial Dragon Mountain, and Xijian Pavilion have their eyes on you because of the coordinates of the great world."
Daoist Qing Feng sighed deeply.
"So bizarre? Was the Myriad Treasures Exchange held by the constellations in two days?" He Chuan smiled and looked at Daoist Qing Feng.
"A few major Star Masters will also come. 3000 Water Star Master plans to find trouble with you in a few days."
"Don\'t they want the coordinates?" This was what He Chuan was thinking. Since they were unable to shake Great Yan\'s rule, they would send more people.
Anyway, the world did not belong to him, so there was no need to hide it.
"This plan is so vicious!" Daoist Qing Feng applauded. When ordinary cultivators obtained the world coordinates, they would hide it, afraid that others would find out.
It was even more valuable than a gold mine, and it was the foundation of Dao.
He Chuan didn\'t take this seriously and told everyone instead.
If everyone had the coordinates, it wouldn\'t be an exploration, but a world war, which would be even more chaotic.
For example, peerless secret manuals.
If someone got it, they would have the chance to dominate the martial world. If everyone got it, it would be a world-shaking catastrophe.
Everyone was involved in this war.
Qing Feng felt that this plan was very vicious, but it was not He Chuan\'s original intention.
If it weren\'t for them forcing him step by step, he wouldn\'t have done this.
Speaking of which, how should he announce the information?
He Chuan\'s head was worth a lot of money, so he would probably be hunted down the moment he showed his face. How could he have the time to listen to He Chuan\'s explanation?
Announce it at Myriad Treasure Meeting is just perfect!
"Is it 3000 Water Star Master?" Qing Feng said worriedly,
"I remember that the Myriad Treasures Exchange is managed by the Star Lord of Flaming Flame Star. I\'m afraid he\'ll have to mobilize your connections. After the matter is completed, you\'ll receive a commission from ten parties." He Chuan cupped his hands at Qing Feng and said,
You can\'t just rely on your mouth to get people to do things. Otherwise, they won\'t do their best.
Moreover, the other party didn\'t reveal the location of Changle Palace. It was considered that they valued their relationship and loyalty, so they had to pay him.
"Let me try." Daoist Qing Feng immediately sent a message to the Constellations.
Xuanhu Mountain was a neutral sect. Because they had alchemy skills, they had relationships with various large sects, so they could contact Flaming Flame Star.
The red light flew in front of Qing Feng and turned into a bird.
"What did the Star Lord say?" He Chuan asked,
"Yes, the Myriad Treasures Exchange doesn\'t allow fighting." Qing Feng explained.
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Two days later.
Xijian Pavilion, the Lake of the Fallen Sword.
The lake water was clear, and there was a faint white mist lingering on the surface of the lake.
Tens of thousands of swords could be seen under the river. The white mist was the sharp sword aura. If ordinary creatures walked into it, they would be scared out of their wits on the spot.
There were also golden carp in the water. These fish were spirits born from sword energy, and eating them had miraculous effects on sword cultivators.
The stream of light descended from the sky and smashed onto the ground. Sword energy surged and dispersed.
A silver shuttle that was flowing with light and color.
Blue and white patterns were inlaid, gold and silver outlined the pattern, and the gears slowly rotated.
A person in fiery red clothes walked out.
"Brother, long time no see." Laughter came from nearby.
The ethereal sword will rise from the mountain and split the clouds in half. Everyone on Nanming Lihuo Star felt a chill run down their spines and retracted their arrogance.
Soon, the sword will dissipate, and the elegant middle-aged swordsman with snow-white sideburns walked over on the water.
The death sword mist in the eyes of ordinary people had no effect on this person at all. It was like a breeze brushing against his face.
This was Xijian Pavilion\'s Master, the Tian Yang.
"Fellow Daoist Tian Yang." A bearded man with red hair walked out of the crowd.
"Everyone here is a hero. A country bumpkin like me doesn\'t deserve to be on stage." Daoist Tian Yang said with a smile.