Battle

South Blue, deep beneath the sea.

Ziyun Palace, First Phoenix, Second Phoenix, Third Phoenix, Golden Beard Slave, and the others faced a formidable enemy.

"What brings Your Excellency to my Ziyun Palace?" As the palace mistress, First Phoenix stood before the gates.

Zheng Sen had descended to a depth of a thousand feet beneath the sea. His gaze was as still as an ancient well as he looked at the people of Ziyun Palace.

They immediately felt chills run down their spines, as though every secret in their hearts had been seen through by him.

The hot-tempered Second Phoenix immediately struck out with her palm. "Die, you demonic cultivator!"

The palm force, like an ocean tsunami, struck Zheng Sen's body and vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

"Your sins run deep. You used the blood and vitality of mortals to cultivate demonic cultivation. I sentence you to death." Zheng Sen's voice was exceedingly calm, yet his words were as piercing and frigid as an icy wind.

"Arrogant..."

Before Golden Beard Slave could finish speaking, his chest exploded. His internal organs shattered, and with a grasp of Zheng Sen's hand, his Primordial Spirit was captured in his palm.

What?

It all happened in a flash. First Phoenix, Second Phoenix, and the others could not react in time before Golden Beard Slave perished, body and soul destroyed.

Zheng Sen had never intended to subdue Ziyun Palace. Though Mount Emei would later act tyrannically, Ziyun Palace itself was hardly any better.

As lofty cultivators, First Phoenix and the others cultivated demonic cultivation. The reason it was called demonic cultivation was that it often required sacrifices, cultivation vessels, souls, and the like.

For the unorthodox sects, evil heretics, and other practitioners of demonic cultivation, other cultivators were naturally