"The true lair of the Blood Baleful Intent Tower... is actually in the Heavenly Evil Devil Sect!!"
Chu Yunfei's eyes narrowed slightly as his divine sense swept over the last few lines of text.
Heavenly Evil Devil Sect?
The entire Demon Sect, from the Supreme Elder to the Sect Master and other high-ranking members, was composed entirely of people from the Blood Baleful Intent Tower.
All previous speculations were completely confirmed in that instant.
"My husband..."
Wen Jiao gripped Chu Yunfei's sleeve tightly, her voice trembling:
" The Blood Baleful Intent Tower is terrifying... It has five deputy tower masters, and a monster tower master who has just broken through to the Dao Mysterious Realm Fourth Layer. Now it also has the Demonic Sect and half of the Seven Sects as cover."
"With our current strength, we are simply no match for them."
This is almost a dead end.
Chu Yunfei took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the murderous intent surging in his eyes.
He held Wen Jiao's trembling shoulders and comforted her in a deep voice:
"Don't panic."
"You can immediately make a copy of the jade slip and personally hand it to your father, Wen Daoyuan. He has been in charge of the Pill Pavilion for many years and knows what to do."
Chu Yunfei's eyes flashed with a cold light as he methodically issued his orders:
"At the same time, send a trusted confidant to the Heavenly Edict Sect's headquarters to secretly contact the Holy Maiden Si Yunshu, and have her use this list as evidence to quickly report to the Supreme Elder Qin Yangui."
"Let the seven sects resolve their internal troubles themselves."
Wen Jiao nodded emphatically, her expression extremely solemn. "I understand. And what about you, my husband? What are your plans next?"
Chu Yunfei slowly stood up, turned his head to look at the outline of the Great Qian Imperial Palace, and his eyes were filled with a violent and chilling killing intent.
Neither the Blood Baleful Intent Tower nor the Seven Sects are the most important matters right now. The urgent task is to rescue Xueyao from the palace as soon as possible.
I need to prepare some things.
The quiet room fell silent once more.
Chu Yunfei locked the heavy iron door of the secret chamber with his backhand, and his dark golden spiritual power surged wildly, completely isolating the entire secret chamber and the fluctuations within his sea of consciousness.
Deep within his consciousness, Xiaoxiao Dragon's illusory figure was abruptly cut off from all perception before he could even ask a question.
Inside a dimly lit, secret room.
Chu Yunfei flipped his palm and took out an object, his eyes flashing with an almost crazed fierce light, and muttered in a low voice:
Hopefully, the process goes smoothly...
at the same time.
Deep within the Great Qian Palace, in a forbidden karst cave.
The pungent, bloody aura of demonic energy churned within the vast underground cavern, while molten lava gurgled and bubbled.
Ling Chengxuan, who had just left the Pill Pavilion, was now standing quietly at the edge of the churning demonic array.
Behind him, a middle-aged man in a gray robe, exuding a powerful aura of the Divine Sea Realm Eighth Level, expressionlessly removed the spiritual energy shackles from the back of his neck.
These are assassins secretly recruited and trained by Ling Zhantian, at the Late Divine Sea Realm.
Above the sea of fire on the high platform in the center of the cave.
The massive, mountain-like Crimson Flame Berserk Lion stood with its head held high, its enormous eyes blazing with golden-red flames, radiating an overwhelming demonic aura that suffocated the soul.
Dao Mysterious Realm Third Layer!
After devouring and refining the Grade 7 Nine-Aperture Life-Restoring Pill, this ferocious beast that had been dormant for many years had completely regained its vitality and returned to Dao Profound.
Just one glance from those savage, beastly eyes, and Ling Chengxuan's clothes were instantly soaked with cold sweat.
But he did not back down an inch.
The moment he stepped into the Pill Pavilion, he was prepared to die.
Tap, tap, tap.
The dull sound of footsteps slowly emerged from the shadows.
It was Ling Zhantian.
But at this moment, his deep eyes held only indifference.
"Why are you going to the Pill Pavilion... to see him?"
Ling Zhantian's voice wasn't loud, but it carried the terrifying power of the Nine Heavens Divine Sea, causing the surrounding air to vibrate violently.
Ling Chengxuan's expression remained calm, but his eyes revealed a hint of mockery:
"What? The mighty Emperor of the Great Qian, with spies all over the land, can't even guess why I went to see him?"
Ling Zhantian frowned slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in his imperial eyes. "You seem... to know something?"
"What have I learned?"
Ling Chengxuan snorted coldly and said sarcastically:
" Ling Zhantian, do you really think that during the ten years you were poisoned and unconscious, I would just sit there and wait for you to breathe your last?"
"If that's really the case, you're underestimating me far too much."
boom.
The calm on Ling Zhantian's face was finally shattered, and his expression turned so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.
"How much do you actually know? And how much did you tell Chu Yunfei?!"
Ling Chengxuan grinned and said teasingly, "Guess?"
"Court death!"
A cold glint flashed in Ling Zhantian's eyes, and he casually waved his hand.
boom.
The immense imperial spiritual power slammed into Ling Chengxuan's chest like an invisible hammer.
With a cracking sound, the boy flew backward dozens of feet like a broken sack, crashing heavily through the dark rock wall behind him, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
After struggling for half an incense stick's time, Ling Chengxuan finally managed to prop up his broken body with his trembling fingers.
He leaned against the rock wall, looking at the emperor in the distance, whose face was extremely ugly, and laughed maniacally and shrilly:
"Haha... cough cough... that feels great!"
"Seeing your furious face now is a hundred times more satisfying than killing me!"
He pointed to his dantian, his eyes filled with extreme provocation:
"Come on, you beast, isn't it just that you want the essence of my constitution?"
"Get it! Come and take it!"
Ling Zhantian slowly descended from mid-air, each step leaving charred footprints on the ground.
"Was it that monster from the Blood Baleful Intent Tower... who told you?"
Ling Chengxuan did not answer directly, but simply stared coldly at the man in front of him.
" Ling Zhantian, you despicable hypocrite who has lost all conscience and slaughtered entire villages... you don't deserve to hear any answer from me!"
"Presumptuous!!"
Ling Zhantian was completely enraged and suddenly raised his palm to strike down from a distance.
Bang!
Ling Chengxuan was once again violently driven into the hard rock by the palm force, his chest caved in, and countless bones in his body were broken.
But he was still smiling.
The laughter, intermittent yet like a malevolent curse, echoed endlessly in the hall.
"Cough cough... Hahahaha... Is that all the strength you have? What? Afraid of slapping me to death and shattering your coveted source of power?!"
Ling Zhantian's eyes were sinister, and he said coldly:
"You really think... that just because Chu Yunfei knows these truths, he has the guts to storm the palace alone for a woman?"
Ling Chengxuan spat out a mouthful of thick blood mixed with minced meat, his eyes filled with contempt:
"You underestimate him, and you overestimate yourself."
"Wash your dog neck clean and wait; sooner or later he'll come to the palace with his sword and tear you to pieces."
"Not only that... but the heinous crimes you have committed over the years will soon be exposed to the world."
"At that time, not only will you, Ling Zhantian, die without a burial place, Great Qian Imperial Family's ten-thousand-year foundation will also be infamous for ten thousand years along with you!!"
Dead silence.
A violent killing intent exploded around Ling Zhantian like a tsunami, and the sea of magma and fire beneath his feet surged back dozens of feet high.
"To be infamous for eternity?"
Ling Zhantian's face twisted in pain as he stepped towards the youth, his voice chilling. "Once I shatter these shackles, ascend to the Dao Profound, and restore the dynasty's dominion over the Eastern Continent, who will dare to speak ill of me?!"
Ling Chengxuan looked at him coldly and sneered contemptuously:
"You think you're worthy of learning from Ling Taixuan and ruling the Eastern Continent?"
Ling Zhantian's right hand, which was hanging in his sleeve, trembled suddenly, and the killing intent in his eyes materialized completely at that moment.
"I originally intended to spare your life for a few more days, but now it seems... you're eager to see your entire, long-dead clan."
Ling Zhantian raised his right hand expressionlessly, his five fingers grasping at the air.
"Then... die!!"
call.
An invisible force instantly locked onto Ling Chengxuan's entire body, and with a sudden jerk, it threw the tattered blue-robed figure into the core of the roaring, raging blood-red demonic array behind him.
Rumble.
The moment the magic array sensed the life force and special essence of the living being, it began to operate wildly.
Ten thousand crimson rays of light, like venomous snakes, burst forth from the sky, piercing into Ling Chengxuan's limbs and bones, tearing and roaming wildly along his eight extraordinary meridians.
"Ughh...
The unimaginable, intense pain instantly tore through Ling Chengxuan's last line of defense.
That was the ultimate torture, where the soul was torn apart piece by piece and the flesh was ripped away alive.
But he stared intently at the figure in the bright yellow dragon robe outside the formation, and with his last breath, amidst a piercing wail, he let out a maniacal laugh and a curse:
" Ling Zhantian!! You'll die a horrible death!!"
"I will keep my eyes wide open in the depths of hell as I watch Chu Yunfei behead you with a single sword strike!!"
"I hate it... I wish I could... devour your flesh raw!!"
The shrill, desperate roars gradually faded away amidst the raging roar of the array.
In the center of the formation, Ling Chengxuan was completely shrouded in a thick blood mist, his limbs were a bloody mess, and his bones were exposed.
After a full incense stick's time.
The screams abruptly stopped.
A mass of primordial essence, radiating a pure, deep blue light, was forcibly torn and detached from the damaged dantian by the demonic array, and slowly rose into the air.
That is... the pure essence of the Soul Origin Spirit Physique.
The remaining flesh and bones of Ling Chengxuan, upon losing their source, were instantly engulfed by the raging demonic fire and completely burned into ashes.
The Third Prince of the Great Qian Dynasty... has fallen!
Ling Zhantian, expressionless, flicked his sleeve, and the ball of dark blue soul essence landed steadily in his palm.
However.
Just as the Third Prince's body turned to ashes...
Within the charred remains, deep within, a faint, almost imperceptible wisp of golden spiritual light suddenly appeared.
Buzz.
A tiny, hair-thin spatial rift quietly opened up in the void.
Taking advantage of the moment the demonic array's spiritual energy fluctuated, that wisp of golden light vanished into the void fragments at an unfathomable speed, disappearing without a trace.
Ling Zhantian was completely unaware of this.
He stared at the source in his hand, his eyes devoid of any joy at achieving his goal; instead, they gleamed with a violent and sinister gloom.
He shouldn't have allowed Ling Chengxuan to contact the Blood Baleful Intent Tower Blood Baleful Intent Tower back then in order to obtain information about it, which has now created a hidden danger.
"Now that that little beast knows the truth... he can't possibly remain indifferent. It seems we need to make more preparations..."
A chilling whisper echoed deep within the empty, deathly silent cave.
As darkness fell.
Imperial Palace Pill Pavilion, secret chamber in the backyard.
The heavy, dark iron stone door slid open silently and slowly to both sides.
Chu Yunfei changed into a clean and neat black robe and stepped out of the dimly lit secret room. His aura was harmonious and restrained, just like that of an ordinary person.
Over the past few hours, he had made countless attempts and encountered many extremely dangerous accidents, but the trump card tailor-made for Ling Zhantian was finally successful.
The barrier within his sea of consciousness quietly disappeared.
Chu Yunfei determined the direction, his figure swayed slightly, like a fleeting shadow in the night, silently vaulting over the high wall of the Pill Pavilion, and flying straight towards the west of the imperial city.
The grand competition is imminent, and a storm is brewing.
He needs to see Lin Wanyin.
(P. S.: Dear readers, please don't let the book sit unfinished, and please don't skip chapters. The single-chapter completion rate is too low, sob sob, the platform is cutting traffic, please help us!)