A moment later:
The alliance's first brief meeting ended hastily, and the many Saint dispersed.
Currently:
The alliance's goal is to utilize the manpower and resources of the various holy sites to investigate the movements of the Sage Evolution Palace and the Emperor Yuan Palace.
In particular, news from the Taihuang Imperial Capital, the situation after the defeat of the Saint King Tianchen, and other such information are of paramount importance.
With this intelligence, they can plan their next move in a targeted manner and try to gain the upper hand in this war.
Boom! Boom!
Outside the Floating Heavenly Palace, streaks of light departed one after another.
Most of them were actually elders of the Void Penetration Realm, envoys from various holy lands, and so on.
They benefited from this today. After the Holy Land Alliance was officially established, only Saint at the Extreme Transformation Realm would be allowed to enter and leave the main hall of the Heavenly Palace to discuss matters or pay respects to the Alliance Leader.
Qingyu.
Ling Shuangxue's gaze was complicated as she whispered:
Congratulations!
He became the leader of the Holy Land Alliance, the true King of Saint, and the most powerful and highest-ranking being on the Desolate Continent.
Chen Qingyu laughed and stepped forward to rub her face:
Why would I ever care about any of that?
Are you trying to die?
Ling Shuangxue blushed, punched him lightly, and pinched his cheek:
You dare pinch my cheek? You have no manners!
Chen Qingyu chuckled, slapped her hand away, and said seriously:
I actually wanted to ask, when is my mother coming?
Ling Shuangxue shook her head and said:
According to the Supreme Ancestor, the current situation is turbulent and not safe.
Once I confirm the situation in the Taihuang Imperial Capital and the movements of the Sage Evolution Palace, I will personally go to fetch my mother.
Upon hearing this, Chen Qingyu nodded and said:
Indeed, it seems the Spirit Race ancestor has considered things very thoroughly.
With the previous fierce battles and the upheaval in Liangshan, neither he nor the Ninth Ancestor had time to send a message to the Spirit Race Ancestor, asking them to help bring Ling Qiuxia along.
By the time the Spirit Race Ancestor arrived in the Divine Capital, it was already too late.
The Emperor Yuan Palace knew his true identity, but the Saint King Tianchen was defeated and seriously injured, and was no longer able to kidnap him to threaten him.
What we really need to guard against is Sage Evolution Palace.
He knew that the Spirit Race Ancestor meant to wait until the Sage Evolution Palace resurrected the Saint King Corpse Demon and had all its attention diverted before secretly making his move. That way, even if the Sage Evolution Palace noticed, it would be too late to stop him.
Currently, the Spirit Clan's royal court is very safe due to the ancestral tree, and it is almost impossible for it to be breached by forces below the Quasi-Emperor level.
It's a pity, I have to stay in the Divine Capital and can't leave easily.
Chen Qingyu sighed:
Otherwise, it would be best if I went to pick up my mother myself, so that our family could be reunited sooner.
Upon hearing this, Ling Shuangxue grasped his hand and said earnestly:
Our family reunion is important, but your status has changed; it's even more important for you to be in charge of the Divine Capital.
If the Divine Capital falls, the Holy Land Alliance will be rendered meaningless, and we will suffer a crushing defeat.
Upon hearing this, Chen Qingyu nodded and said:
Don't worry, I understand.
As he spoke, he seemed to notice something out of the corner of his eye, and quickly said:
Sister, wait a moment, I'm going to meet a friend.
With that, he hurriedly bid farewell to Ling Shuangxue, rode away in his escape light, and blocked the silent figure that was moving away in silence.
Um?
Wang Pojun looked up, saw Chen Qingyu, and his expression shifted:
It turns out to be Chen Bu, Alliance Leader.
Brother Wang.
Chen Qingyu waved his hand and said:
The title of "alliance leader" is merely a name; Brother Wang, there's no need to be so formal.
Upon hearing this, Wang Pojun paused for a moment, then sighed.
I'm sorry, Brother Chen, I'm currently very confused and need to be alone for a while.
I understand. Meow Meow said
Chen Qingyu said earnestly:
The real reason I've come here is to return something to its rightful owner.
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled out a gleaming golden longsword, which he handed to Wang Pojun.
Brother Wang! Take it.
Is this Yang-Inscribed Dharma Sword?
Wang Pojun was taken aback and hesitated for a moment before saying:
The Yang-Inscribed Dharma Sword has already been given to you by the Supreme Ancestor. I...
Just take it!
Chen Qingyu shoved the Yang-Inscribed Dharma Sword into his hand and said:
To be honest, this sword is of little use to me now.
On the contrary, this sword is of utmost importance to you and to the Wang Clan!
If you still consider me a friend, then don't refuse anymore!
Back then, he sought the Yang-carved flying sword in order to unleash the power of the Nine Hells Heavenly Punishment Sword's sword spirit.
But later:
After comprehending the Path of Myriad Calamities, he never used the sword spirit again, and the sword became purely decorative.
Now that Liangshan has been destroyed, the Wang Clan has suffered a great calamity, with almost all of its direct descendants dead. Their only remaining support is the last remaining Supreme Elder and the Dao Son Wang Pojun.
The Yin-Inscribed Dharma Sword in Liangshan and the flying sword of the Heavenly Sword Saint King have both been lost.
For the Liangshan Wang Clan today, the Yang-Inscribed Dharma Sword is the only remaining heirloom in the world.
Wang Pojun clearly understood the significance of this sword. He gazed at the golden flying sword in his hand, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly bowed deeply in salute.
Thank you so much, Brother Chen! I will never forget your great kindness!
No need to say that.
Chen Qingyu helped him up and said earnestly:
I'm simply returning it to its rightful owner. This Yang-Inscribed Dharma Sword is, in itself, the inherited sword of your Wang Clan.
You are Dao Son of the Wang Clan family, and you are qualified to inherit this sword, to continue the Wang Clan name, and even to carry it forward and bring about its revival in the future!
Wang Pojun took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:
I see.
good.
Chen Qingyu smiled slightly and said:
Then I won't bother you any longer, Brother Wang. I need to go back and be with my sister.
OK.
Wang Pojun also smiled and nodded:
Then I'll take my leave, Brother Chen.
He bid farewell to Chen Qingyu and flew back towards the inn in the Divine Capital below, gripping his flying sword tightly in his hand.
At the same time:
Inside the main hall:
The Ninth Ancestor remained seated in the upper secondary position and did not leave.
Besides him, there were two other figures sitting in the hall: the patriarch of the Myriad Phenomena Holy Land and the patriarch of the East Flow Holy Land.
Brother Chen.
The patriarch of the Myriad Phenomena Holy Land spoke first:
Why did you deliberately keep me here, and even avoid your Shaojun?
yes.
The old patriarch of the East Flow Holy Land, standing to the side, also smiled and said:
I'm also curious, what's wrong with you that you can't say it to my face, and you have to avoid Qingyu?
The Ninth Ancestor's expression remained unchanged as he slowly said:
There are some things it's better not to let him know.
As he spoke, he looked at the two of them, paused, and his gaze deepened:
As for why I summoned the two of you, it's quite simple.
I would like to discuss with you two the issue of who owns the Great Void Authority!
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