Wipe Out the Li Lineage?

Above the firmament.

Inside a great hall in a hidden small world.

On the main seat, a middle-aged man with a powerful presence looked livid as he spoke in anger.

"Are you all trash? Are you?"

The elders standing on either side of the hall kept their heads firmly lowered, not daring to make a sound.

The Sacred Envoy glanced at those below him, his anger boiling over.

Just a few days ago, God-Worshipping Mountain had opened.

Of the Soul-Chasing Taboos that had lit up, he had suddenly sensed two go out.

Even now, he still had not figured out what had happened.

The Sacred Envoy glanced toward the firmament above, feeling somewhat anxious.

On God-Worshipping Mountain was a phantom left behind by that lord above. In this world, that lord's cultivation realm would be suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, preventing him from unleashing his strength.

And the purpose of their existence was to handle this matter for that lord.

To kill any cultivator in this world who stepped into the saint realm.

Thus, whenever God-Worshipping Mountain opened every hundred years, they left marks on geniuses who had a chance of entering the saint realm. He could sense those who had been marked.

Afterward, to avoid exposing themselves and causing unnecessary conflicts, they generally waited until those people were on the verge of breaking through into the saint realm before making their move.

As for geniuses who had never been subjected to the Soul-Chasing Taboo, only rogue cultivators without any faction behind them fell into that category.

Without the support of a lineage or sect, rogue cultivators could not possibly have enough resources to cultivate to the saint realm.

God-Worshipping Mountain opened once every hundred years, also allowing them to screen their targets to the fullest extent. No sect or lineage would let the same person receive the Divine Blessing twice.

Of course, although their plans had not accounted for every possibility over the years, overall, they had handled things quite cleanly.

The weakest among those in their hall was in the middle saint realm, while he himself had reached the late saint realm. In this Upper Realm, no one had ever been able to threaten him.

Yet the recent turn of events had left him uncertain.

"What's going on with that Li Lineage?"

The Sacred Envoy asked with a dark expression.

Below him, an elder hesitated before stepping forward to speak.

"Lord Sacred Envoy, rumor has it that Li Xiao has reached the peak saint realm. He should have only broken through recently."

The Sacred Envoy considered this for a moment.

"Li Xiao, the Li Lineage!"

As though something had occurred to him, he continued.

"A thousand years ago, that Li Yan of the Li Lineage was an unparalleled genius. His growth exceeded our expectations, forcing us to act early. Now there's another one, Li Xiao. Good. Very good."

"An eighteen-year-old at the peak saint realm."

The Sacred Envoy angrily slammed the table and chair beside him, and the chair exploded off to one side.

"The Li Lineage cannot be allowed to remain."

The Sacred Envoy turned his palm over, and a black iron box appeared in it.

He tossed it down to them and said,

"Inside is a magical artifact bestowed by that lord above. Go meet up with Tang Xuan and settle the matter of the Azure Dragon Sect. That Li Xiao has only recently broken through to the peak saint realm, and his cultivation is still unstable. Kill him before it's too late."

The Sacred Envoy spoke in a grave voice.

"Also, find those rats who hid away back then and wipe them out while you're at it."

Hearing this, those below hurriedly picked up the iron box, bowed, and withdrew.

The Sacred Envoy rubbed the space between his brows.

When they had acted back then, a few rats had escaped and gone into hiding. They had not shown themselves to this day. Even when they had destroyed the factions those rats belonged to, none of them had appeared. Since then, they had also been unable to sense the Soul-Chasing Taboos on them.

He had felt increasingly uneasy these past few days, and now there was a Li Xiao as well.

They were all destabilizing factors. If this went on, he would not survive as Sacred Envoy.

The thought of that lord's methods sent a chill down his back.

They prevented people of the Upper Realm from ascending to the Divine Domain merely because they feared someone might threaten their position. In their eyes, the people of this plane were all ants they could trample at will. Such a reason was truly laughable.

The Azure Dragon Sect.

Towering mountains rose and fell, winding for ten thousand miles. Clouds and mist curled between the ranges, Spiritual Qi hung thick in the air, and the place resembled an immortal realm.

At that moment, within the Azure Dragon Forbidden Land.

An old man was breathing out clouds and mist. A true dragon phantom swam back and forth around him, blazing with golden light.

In an instant, a massive hand descended from the sky, bearing a terrifying presence.

Sensing it, the old man's cloudy eyes snapped open. He instantly mustered all his spiritual power and dodged sideways.

Though it had not struck him head-on, the old man spat blood. He stared darkly at the massive hand before him, then took out a jade slip and instantly crushed it.