Wan Wudi

Seeing the Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master Hao Dan in his crazed state, everyone fell silent.

"You lost." Lu Yiping stopped his hands and said calmly.

You lost!

Lu Yiping's voice echoed through the great hall.

His voice was calm, yet to Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master Hao Dan and the others, it boomed like thunder.

Lu Yiping put away the manuals for the Heavenly Elephant Divine Prison Fist and the Time Divine Fist. At some unknown moment, a sword had appeared in his hand.

"Crimson Flame Sword!" an ancestor of the Blazing Fire Sect cried out in shock.

Everyone's eyes fell upon the Crimson Flame Sword.

The great hall fell deathly silent once more.

An aura of death began to spread through the hall.

Even Wan Hong, the Wan Family's Young Patriarch, felt his throat go dry. Could it be that Lu Yiping truly intended to kill the Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master?!

Big Dipper Great Emperor Zhou Ding Tian hesitated for a moment before speaking with difficulty. "Young Master Lu, you and Young Sect Master Hao Dan used the zither to add to the celebration. It was an elegant affair. As for this wager, I think it would be best to let it go."

Yet before Big Dipper Great Emperor Zhou Ding Tian could finish speaking, a flash of sword light suddenly shot forth.

The sword light was fiery red!

When the sword light vanished—

Everyone looked over and saw Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master Hao Dan clutching his throat, staring at Lu Yiping in disbelief. Golden blood gushed endlessly from his throat.

"You!" Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master Hao Dan pointed at Lu Yiping.

Then his entire head rolled from his neck into the center of the great hall.

Blood spurted without end.

The great hall was filled with the blood of Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master Hao Dan.

Staring at the head that had rolled away from Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master Hao Dan, everyone was dumbfounded.

Even Big Dipper Great Emperor Zhou Ding Tian, Wan Hong, and Empress Baihua were startled.

Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master Hao Dan had died just like that?

No one had seen clearly how Lu Yiping had drawn his sword.

Moreover, no one had sensed any fluctuation of divine power just now.

"Young Sect Master!" Ba Tian, Long Tian, and the others of the Yin Ghost Sect also stared at Hao Dan's corpse in disbelief.

After swallowing medicinal pills, Ba Tian and Long Tian had recovered considerably from their injuries.

Ba Tian, Long Tian, and the other two from the Yin Ghost Sect stared blankly at Hao Dan's corpse, feeling as though the heavens had collapsed.

After a long while, the four finally tore their eyes away from Hao Dan's corpse and glared furiously at Lu Yiping. Yet in the end, none dared to make a move.

"Lu Yiping, another day, the Yin Ghost Sect and the experts of Netherworld Prison will come visit you again!" After a moment of silence, Ba Tian spoke in a low voice, his eyes blood-red.

Hearing Long Tian mention Netherworld Prison again, everyone in the hall shuddered inwardly.

The Yin Ghost Sect had indeed joined hands with Netherworld Prison!

Lu Yiping responded calmly, "Even if your Yin Ghost Sect does not come then, I will pay a visit to the Yin Ghost Sect and Netherworld Prison."

Ba Tian and the other three took Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master Hao Dan's corpse and soared into the air, vanishing beyond the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Watching the Yin Ghost Sect members disappear into the horizon, the hall remained silent. No one spoke, nor did anyone dare to be the first to break the silence.

The great hall was stiflingly oppressive.

With a sweep of both hands, Lu Yiping drew over the Space Rings of Hao Dan and the others from the Yin Ghost Sect, along with the Yin-Yang Furnace. Then he tossed everything to Zhang Jin, Zhao Wen, Wei Bing, and Chen Yongyuan. Even the Yin-Yang Furnace was given to Zhao Wen.

Seeing that Lu Yiping had truly given everything to Zhang Jin and the other four, including the Yin-Yang Furnace, everyone felt complicated emotions.

Afterward, the still-shaken Zhou Ding Tian had his subordinates clean up the great hall, and the celebration continued.

News of Lu Yiping's zither contest with Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master Hao Dan in the main hall quickly spread to the inner hall, the square, and the entire imperial capital.

The previously bustling streets of the imperial capital grew quiet.

Although the celebration continued, because of what had happened to Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master Hao Dan, everyone in the main hall felt as though they were sitting on pins and needles, their hearts unsettled.

Those experts who, like Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master Hao Dan before them, had harbored killing intent toward Lu Yiping were even more terrified.

Even Wan Hong found it difficult to suppress the fear in his heart.

However, since Lu Yiping had not left, no one in the hall dared suggest departing.

At last, they endured until the celebration finally ended.

When the celebration ended, even Big Dipper Great Emperor Zhou Ding Tian himself visibly let out a great sigh of relief.

When Lu Yiping's group departed, Big Dipper Great Emperor Zhou Ding Tian personally saw them off all the way beyond the gates of the imperial palace.

Watching the Golden Ox Chariot gradually travel away, Big Dipper Great Emperor Zhou Ding Tian wore a complicated expression.

The instant Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master Hao Dan's head rolled away kept replaying in his mind.

As did that flash of Lu Yiping's sword light.

Only after the Golden Ox Chariot disappeared did Big Dipper Great Emperor Zhou Ding Tian let out a deep sigh.

Now, Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master Hao Dan was dead!

He could imagine what would happen next.

The Yin Ghost Sect would certainly send experts, perhaps even an army. At the thought of the Yin Ghost Sect's army arriving, his scalp went numb.

For the past several hundred years, the Hengyuan Plane had been relatively peaceful. But after today, the Hengyuan Plane likely would never know peace again.

After the Big Dipper Empire's celebration, nearly all the experts who had originally planned to remain in the Big Dipper imperial capital for some time hurriedly left.

In just one day, the once exceedingly lively Big Dipper imperial capital had suddenly become much more desolate and cold.

Even the original residents of the imperial capital shut their doors one after another.

After leaving the imperial capital, Wan Hong and the Wan Family experts stopped for a moment atop a mountain peak.

"Uncle Peng, what realm do you think that Lu Yiping is in?" Wan Hong asked an elderly man beside him.

This time, not only had Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master Hao Dan brought a True God Realm expert, Wan Hong had as well—the elderly man beside him, Wan Peng.

The elderly Wan Peng was an early True God Realm expert. Recalling Lu Yiping's sword strike, his eyes flickered with uncertainty, but he remained silent for a long time because he truly could not judge.

"And how does this Lu Yiping know our Wan Family's Golden Flame Divine Fist?" Wan Hong asked gravely.

The Wan Family experts fell silent.

"Has the news been reported to Patriarch Lord?" Wan Peng asked with a solemn expression.

The Golden Flame Divine Fist, the Wan Family's secret art never passed down to outsiders, had actually been learned by an outsider. This was an exceedingly serious matter.

"It has already been reported to Father. He has probably entered the ancestral grounds by now to report it to Grandfather," Wan Hong said.

At this moment, in the Wan Family ancestral grounds.

Wan Family Patriarch Wan Cheng was respectfully reporting the events at the Big Dipper Imperial Palace to Wan Wudi.

"Lu Yiping's subordinate knows the Golden Flame Divine Fist?!" Wan Wudi was greatly startled upon hearing the report.

Only the successive patriarchs of the Wan Family could learn the Golden Flame Divine Fist. It was impossible for it to be passed outside.

Could it be that some former Wan Family Patriarch had passed the Golden Flame Divine Fist on to outsiders?