A Single Punch to Prevent a Hundred More

Within the Wasteland Ridge branch.

Chen Yuan lifted the formation and stepped out of his secluded retreat hut, his expression immediately changing slightly.

At this moment, the branch contained not only him, but also Mr. Bei, whose aura was powerful yet somewhat unstable.

There were also Wan Guiyuan, master of Heavenly Pivot Hall, and Zu Qingzhi, master of Houtu Hall.

As well as a strikingly beautiful woman with a rather sharp aura. She was Yu Hanmei, Lu Beiming's liaison envoy and personal disciple.

Everyone present was one of Lu Beiming's trusted subordinates.

These people had previously been outside, but Lu Beiming had now summoned them all back.

And although Mr. Bei's aura was formidable, he had yet to enter the Ninth-Realm Heavenly Profound. Yet he had still been called out of seclusion, which showed just how serious the matter was.

Mr. Bei exchanged a glance with Chen Yuan. Both roughly guessed what had happened, and their expressions grew solemn.

The two of them could currently only be considered half a step into the Ninth-Realm Heavenly Profound and half a step into the Eighth-Level Divine Altar Realm. Their combat strength far surpassed martial artists of the same realm, but they had yet to truly break through.

Who would have thought the imperial court would move so quickly? In only a few months, it had caused such a tremendous stir that Deputy Cult Master Lu had summoned everyone back?

"The imperial court has made its move."

Lu Beiming said gravely, "To be precise, it is not the imperial court alone. The imperial court has taken the lead, and the major factions of the martial world have formed the Demon-Suppressing Alliance. They are preparing to convene in Yongzhou to suppress our Radiance Cult, and they specifically demanded that they bring back your head."