Divine Sect

On Blood Saber Peak, Lu Shaoyou tucked the Dragon Vein Earth Key into his robe and stood quietly.

The air still held the lingering aura of malice from the Blood Saber Ancestor's self-detonation, along with his dying curse about the "Divine Sect."

Regarding the "Divine Sect" mentioned by the other party, Lu Shaoyou felt no fear in his heart. Instead, a trace of curiosity arose.

For a power that the Great Gan Dynasty feared so much they would set up the "Sky Locking Array," a feat of astonishing scale in Qingzhou, it was likely not some insignificant nobody.

This made things more interesting.

Otherwise, this land of Qingzhou would be far too dull.

At the very moment the Blood Saber Ancestor crushed the token.

Outside Qingzhou, in a hidden, unknown place.

Here, clouds and mist swirled, and cranes flew freely. Majestic blood-red palaces floated above the sea of clouds, exuding a grand aura, like a divine realm.

Within the most magnificent of these great halls.

A man clad in an intricate blood-red Daoist robe, with a handsome and ethereally beautiful face and closed eyes, sat cross-legged on a throne.

No aura emanated from him, yet he gave the illusion of being one with the entire world, as if he were the Sovereign of this realm.

Suddenly, his eyelashes, long as butterfly wings, trembled slightly, and his eyes snapped open.

What kind of eyes were they?

Deep, indifferent, as if containing the birth and death of stars, the cycle of reincarnation, devoid of any human emotion.

He slowly raised his right hand, palm facing upward.

Hum…

Space rippled slightly, and an ancient, blood-red token appeared out of thin air.

However, in the next moment, a crack appeared on this token without any warning.

Crack!

With a soft sound, the crack spread rapidly, and the entire token turned into specks of light, dissipating into the air.

The brow of the blood-robed Daoist finally furrowed slightly, and a ripple appeared in his ancient, unchanging eyes.

This Blood God Token was a token he had left for the pawn in Qingzhou's Blood Saber Sect, with a faint connection between them.

It would never be used unless the sect faced annihilation and was at the brink of life and death.

Something had happened in Qingzhou?

As he pondered, a stream of light flew in from outside the hall. A young disciple, dressed in blood-red armor, rushed into the great hall with a panicked expression and knelt on one knee.

"Reporting to Divine Master! A grave matter! The soul lamp of… Xue Tianya, enshrined in the Soul Hall, has been extinguished!"

Upon these words, the air in the great hall seemed to freeze instantly.

A clear coldness finally appeared on the incomparably handsome face of the blood-robed Daoist.

"I know."

His voice was calm and placid, revealing no hint of joy or anger, yet the disciple felt as if his blood was about to freeze. He hurriedly lowered his head further.

"Issue my decree," the blood-robed Daoist's voice echoed through the vast hall with unquestionable authority. "Summon the elders of the Blood River Hall, Blood Fiend Hall, and Blood Demon Hall to the Divine Sect's main hall for a council."

"Furthermore, activate the 'World-Breaking Star Disk.' I will personally travel to Qingzhou."

The disciple heard this and suddenly looked up, his face filled with horror.

The World-Breaking Star Disk? The Divine Master's personal visit?

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What kind of matter could compel the Divine Master to go personally, regardless of the cost?

He dared not ask further and quickly took his leave.

The vast hall returned to silence once more.

The blood-robed Daoist slowly stood up and walked to the edge of the hall, standing with his hands behind his back. His gaze seemed to pierce through the endless void, looking in the direction of Qingzhou.

"Blood calamity… Dragon Vein… Great Gan Dynasty…"

He murmured to himself, the coldness in his eyes growing deeper.

"Which ant dared to ruin my great plan?"

Blood Saber Peak.

Not long after Lu Shaoyou crushed the token.

Two figures appeared before him like ghosts.

They were the Commander-in-Chief of the Demon Suppressing Division, Qin Wuya, and the grey-robed elder.

"Brother Lu, your…"

As soon as Qin Wuya appeared and saw the scene before him, even with his composure, he couldn't finish his sentence.

He looked at the peak, half of which had been brutally blasted away, resembling a bite mark from a giant beast, and then at the messy forbidden ground with rivers of blood.

Lu Shaoyou, standing amidst the ruins, completely unharmed, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his eye.

He had expected Lu Shaoyou to deal with the Blood Saber Sect, but not in this manner.

This wasn't just uprooting a nail; it was like tearing down the entire mountain!

The Grey-robed Elder beside him looked at Lu Shaoyou with eyes that had shifted from initial scrutiny to pure shock.

"Here, the thing you wanted."

Ignoring their astonishment, Lu Shaoyou casually tossed the Dragon Vein Earth Key over.

Qin Wuya quickly reached out and caught it. Feeling the ancient and pure Dragon Vein aura emanating from the key, the shock on his face was instantly replaced by boundless joy.

"Good! Good! Good!" He said "good" three times in a row, his gaze towards Lu Shaoyou filled with undisguised admiration. "Brother Lu, you've made a great contribution this time! I truly didn't misjudge you!"

"Enough with the pleasantries," Lu Shaoyou said flatly. "Don't forget what you promised me."

"Of course!" Qin Wuya patted his chest to guarantee it, then his expression turned serious. "There's no time to delay. With the Blood Saber Sect destroyed, the Demonic Sect must have received the news. Strong figures will likely come to investigate soon, and we must find the Qingzhou Ding before they do!"

He channeled his true qi into the Dragon Vein Earth Key, and the ancient bronze key immediately emitted a soft azure light.

Following that, a phantom beam of light shot out from the key, pointing towards the distant northwest.

"It's that way!" Qin Wuya's eyes flashed with sharp light. "It's... the Old Qingzhou City!"

"Old Qingzhou City?" Lu Shaoyou raised an eyebrow.

"Indeed," Qin Wuya nodded. "That was the location of the Qingzhou provincial capital. Two hundred years ago, the Great Gan Dynasty and the Demonic Sect engaged in a world-shattering battle there."

"The entire city was reduced to ruins, and since then, it has become a desolate place, ignored by all."

"I never expected the Qingzhou Ding to be hidden there."

He put away the key, his expression grave. "Let's go! We depart immediately!"

As his words fell, Qin Wuya exchanged a glance with the Grey-robed Elder. Both men acted simultaneously, an invisible force enveloping Lu Shaoyou.

The three of them transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky and rapidly streaking towards the northwest.

Their speed far surpassed any movement technique Lu Shaoyou had ever witnessed.

Clearly, these two important figures from the imperial dynasty were now also unleashing their true strength.