Facing the coercion of the three God Tiers, two figures radiating imperial majesty exchanged a glance within the Human Empire camp, a trace of gravity flashing through both their eyes.
One of them, an old man with white hair and beard, clad in a robe embroidered with the sun, moon, and stars, slowly spoke. "The three of you, we understand your demands."
"But regrettably, the Human Empire cannot meet these demands..."
At these words, the Holy Light radiating from the three God Tiers opposite them paused slightly. Then Ji Yun traveled for a month and a half before finally reaching the outskirts of Kaifeng City. Seeing Liao Kingdom soldiers burning, killing, and plundering everywhere, while the people of the Central Plains suffered untold misery, she was overcome with grief and indignation.
Unable to directly pierce through and connect the eight meridians, Xiao Ling had considered finding a meridian that could link them together. Yet after searching for some time without results, he later realized that he had fallen into a misunderstanding.
Song Ruilong swept his large hand, crushing all fifteen arrows into powder with his palm.
However, Yuanyang Sect prided itself on being the orthodox Chan Sect and would not accept such cultivators. Other major sects did not have this rule. As Xiao Qingfeng understood it, the Martial Dao Sect and Passion Demon Palace, even Eastern Sea Palace and Mountain Suppression Sect, all had the position of sect protector. Such protectors were precisely those gifted individuals who entered a sect already possessing their own skills.
Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong directly revealed their identities and had Steward Liu Wang of Master Dong's household lead them to Dong Yunheng.
"Ye Qi, I want you dead!" Huoxiang's resentful voice came from behind Ye Qi. A streak of light followed, and Huoxiang hurled