Innate Religion.
Main altar.
The Teleportation Array suddenly blazed with white light, surging skyward.
Space within the array rippled violently. In an instant, seven figures in white robes and golden rings appeared.
At that moment, all seven were stained with blood, their auras in disarray. They looked utterly disheveled.
A three-legged round cauldron floated beside them, its aura deep and uncanny. It was none other than the Ben Shi Ji Qi Ding.
As the white light faded, the many Innate Religion cultivators guarding the Teleportation Array saw the scene and bowed in greeting. "We pay our respects to the Supreme Protectors!"
Huo Qizao, Ren Jiao, and the other five looked at the familiar surroundings and all breathed a long sigh of relief. They couldn't help but curse telepathically, "That junior Pei Ling is truly outrageous!"
"That lowly wretch dared to defy the will of Heaven. He'll never meet a good end!"
"Though his perverse ways will surely lead to a grisly end, his destiny has yet to run its course, and his strength is formidable. We suffered heavy losses this time..."
"Let's first report the situation to the Leader and see how we should deal with this human-slave bloodline..."
As they spoke, Huo Qizao and the others quickly cast spells to tidy their appearances, then sped toward the palace where the Leader resided.
A short while later.
Inside a pleasure boat on an emerald pool, Ji Lu once again dismissed two peerlessly beautiful cauldrons. Frowning, he took a newly made jade slip and pressed it to his brow to examine it.
It was a recording Huo Qizao had made, showing the entire battle between Pei Ling and the many Supreme Protectors of the Innate Religion.
Soon, Ji Lu finished watching the recording and set down the jade slip.
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