Chapter 1478
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Tian Haoqi lay sprawled in the ruins, his body covered by chunks of broken stones. He looked exactly like a corpse, his mouth wide open and his eyes staring fixedly at the sky.
“Grand Palace Master, you…”
Qi Yuanming’s face changed when he saw Tian Haoqi’s long robe stained with blood, his long hair in disarray and more than a dozen wounds on his body. He cursed, “That Yin Shenghao! It was just a friendly exchange, but why did he strike so brutally?”
Qi Yuanming quickly helped Tian Haoqi up.
Gasping for breath, Tian Haoqi looked at Qi Yuanming and said intermittently, “Don’t… talk nonsense…”
After sitting on the ground for a while to catch his breath, Tian Haoqi let out a sigh.
“Grand Palace Master…”
“The gap between the Star-Reaching Transformation Realm and the Saint-Entering Heavenly Realm is too great!”
Tian Haoqi said bitterly, “Unless I risk my life, I might be able to injure Yin Shenghao, but… it’s impossible to seriously wound him.”
“He has just entered the Saint-Entering Heavenly Realm. Given him some more time, as he progresses further in this realm, those people in the Spirit Sword Pavilion are really in danger.”
Qi Yuanming exclaimed in surprise, “Is he really that terrifying now?”
“Hmm.”
“In the Saint-Entering Heavenly Realm, there are three later stages: the Void Soul, True Soul, and Soul Refining… I now have a bit of understanding of what the Void Soul is…”
Tian Haoqi then said, “I’m going to go into seclusion after I get back. You can handle all the matters.”
“Okay!”
Qi Yuanming knew that if Tian Haoqi was going into seclusion at this stage, it meant that the beating he took in this battle was not in vain.
Then, Qi Yuanming helped Tian Haoqi up.
“By the way.” Tian Haoqi said seriously, “The news of my fight with Yin Shenghao should be known only to you and me. There must be no third person knowing about it.”
“Yin Shenghao also knows…”
“I believe he won’t talk nonsense!”
“All right!”
The two of them turned back towards the Heavenly Dao Palace.
Just as they secretly returned to the mountain where the Grand Palace Master’s residence was located, before Qi Yuanming had a chance to apply medicine to Tian Haoqi, powerful auras suddenly arrived outside the palace. “Qi Yuanming, what’s wrong with the Grand Palace Master?”
“Is he seriously injured?”
“Take us to see him quickly!”
Qi Yuanming was stunned when he saw the Palace Masters and Elders of the Heavenly Dao Palace looking so concerned.
“How did you know?” Qi Yuanming asked in surprise.
An old man with white hair cursed, “That Yin Shenghao was shouting outside our Heavenly Dao Palace that the Grand Palace Master was so badly beaten by him that he couldn’t even walk. He asked us to go and pick up the Grand Palace Master.”
Upon hearing this, Qi Yuanming was at a loss for words.
Inside the room, Tian Haoqi’s swollen face turned red with embarrassment.
“Damn it! Why is that Yin Shenghao so shameless?”
Tens of thousands of li away from the Heavenly Dao Palace, Yin Shenghao walked in the air and laughed heartily, “I gave you a good beating, and it can also help me build my reputation. With such a good opportunity, why should I hide it?”
Anyway, everyone in the Central Land knew that he, Yin Shenghao, was coming back. There was no need to be secretive about it.
There was no need!
He still had to meet his old friends.
And he still had to kill those people who deserved to die.
…
The Central Land.
The central region.
The vast expanse of heaven and earth, with mountains, rivers, cities, deserts, and grasslands stretching as far as the eye could see.
This was the cultivation holy land where the spiritual energy in the Central Land was the most concentrated.
This was also the territory controlled by the Spirit Sword Pavilion.
Since the establishment of the Spirit Sword Pavilion over two thousand years ago, the central region of the Central Land had been the territory of the Spirit Sword Pavilion, and no one could shake its position.
The huge Spirit Sword Pavilion was located right in the center of the Central Land.
Spanning over a hundred li, the Spirit Sword Pavilion was surrounded by mountains and water. Not only was the scenery extremely beautiful, but the carved beams and painted rafters hidden among the mountains, forests, and water were as mysterious as a paradise.
Even in many places within the Spirit Sword Pavilion, the spiritual energy was so dense that it was like mist, lingering around and making people yearn for it.
In the entire Central Land, countless people wanted to be admitted to the Spirit Sword Pavilion every year.
At this moment.
At the foot of a mountain in the hinterland of the Spirit Sword Pavilion, in a valley, within a palace.
The majestic palace was integrated with the mountain, showing its magnificent and imposing manner.
Inside one of the palaces.
Several figures stood still.
Xu Ziyun, the Fourth Elder of the Spirit Sword Pavilion, and Xing Hanwen, the Seventh Elder, stood on either side.
Next to the two of them was a middle-aged man in white with white hair. He looked to be less than forty years old, with a stern face and a sharp aura all over his body.
This man was Bu Baiyi, the Fifth Elder of the Spirit Sword Pavilion!
Originally, there were nine elders in the Spirit Sword Pavilion.
But everyone in the Central Land knew that Wu Chuxue, the Twelfth Elder, although not openly defecting from the Spirit Sword Pavilion, was actually equivalent to leaving it.
So, in fact, there were only eight elders in the Spirit Sword Pavilion.
During this trip to Spirit Sword Mountain, Wen Lingqiu, Duanmu Tao, Yu Hongzhou, and Zhong Lingxiu, the four elders, were killed.
At present, in the Spirit Sword Pavilion, in the true sense, there were only four elders left.
Xu Ziyin.
Xu Ziyun.
Bu Baiyi.
Xing Hanwen.
This was a huge blow to the Spirit Sword Pavilion.
At this moment, behind the three elders, Lu Yixian stood in a long robe, his face also looking rather gloomy.
Next to Lu Yixian, the father and son Qi Hexuan and Qi Heyu also had worried expressions on their faces.
In addition to these people, the Sword Protectors Gu Yaoyang, Gong Mingying, Shen Hongyuan, and others also stood there.
And at the head seat of the palace.
A man in his thirties, tall and slender, with a gentle face and his long hair tied up, sat in a domineering manner.
This man was Xu Mingxiu, the current阁主 of the Spirit Sword Pavilion.
Xu Mingxiu saw that everyone was as listless as eggplants beaten by frost, and he secretly sighed in his heart.
But as the阁主, he knew that at this moment, he had to boost everyone’s morale!
Xu Mingxiu stood up and smiled slightly, saying, “I already know that you all have encountered some setbacks this time.”
