"Crash!"

The ancient scrolls are mottled, and the Jiuli Tu is gently moving in the air. Just the sound of the Tao can make an ordinary monk bleed from the seven orifices!

The place where Si Xuan stood was now filled with blood mist. As the great powers fell, strange phenomena would arise. Together with the two so-called protective beasts, Si Xuan had already killed seventeen powerful figures!

The power of the lunar calendar in these people feeds back to the sky. The torrential rain and thunder tonight are even more intense, and the heavy rain even has a tendency to turn into large-scale hail!

"continue!"

Si Xuan gently closed his eyes. Killing the enemy with his own hands made him feel a lot more relaxed, but there were still many traitors, and he didn't want to let go of any of them.

Jiuli Tu shrouded his head, and Si Xuan walked towards the depths of the Taiyin God Sect as if strolling in a garden!

Old Man Dongfang Taiyi was like the shadow of Si Xuan, without a trace of breath, and was not noticed by the Taiyin Sect throughout the whole process.

All the king formations and semi-saint formations along the way were easily crushed in front of the emperor's power. Even if there were occasional saint-level formations, the old man Dongfang who was hiding in the dark would turn them into ashes with just a finger. There was no way he could stop them.

Keep up their pace.

The strange thing is that Si Xuan walked for a long time, only the formation was triggered, and no one was seen. After killing more than ten powerful men, the Taiyin God Sect seemed to be empty!

In this way, he passed through the pavilions and finally arrived in front of an ancient palace.

The hall was very dark, and there was also a soul-freezing chill raging, as if there was an extremely terrifying beast entrenched in it.

In front of this hall, there were many gorgeously dressed men, women and children standing outside, all staring at Si Xuan with their eyes fixed on him. The resentment and murderous intent in their eyes could not be hidden!

"It turns out that they are all here. I never thought that one day Si would be so criticized by thousands of people."

Si Xuan faced this group of people with a sneer. He could see that they all practiced the "Taiyin Manual" and were all related by blood. They must be the Duanmu clan who slaughtered the Ziwei Taiyin Si clan back then!

"Are you from the Si clan? A traitor from the Duanmu clan!" A girl who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old sneered at Si Xuan, her eyes full of contempt and disdain.

"Back then, your clan, the royal orthodoxy of the Duanmu clan, still had the nerve to come back and seek revenge?" Under the protection of her elders, this girl was confident and spoke evil words to Si Xuan.

The girl's words resonated with many people. In their eyes, tens of thousands of years of ancient history clearly stated that the Duanmu clan was the true orthodoxy of the Human Emperor, while the Si clan were just traitors who wanted to seize power but failed!

"You traitors really think that you are the orthodox human emperor? Ancient history says that every few thousand years, our religion will be invaded. I really don't know what to say!"

Another young man who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old sneered at Si Xuan, regarding Si Xuan as a failed traitor! His temperament was very feminine and deep, and he was the son of the Taiyin God Sect!

"This weapon surpasses the great holy weapon! Is it a quasi-imperial weapon? It may even be the weapon of the enlightened! Boy of remnants, is this your confidence?" Beside the Taiyin God Son, there was a stalwart figure looking at Si Xuan indifferently.

The emperor picture above his head said, "The gap between Immortal Er and Saint cannot be evened by a mere quasi-emperor weapon!"

He is the contemporary leader of the Taiyin Sect. With a wave of his hand, the men, women, and children gathered nearby made way for Si Xuan, leading directly to the door of the dark palace!

"Go in if you can! Revenge is right in front of you! Our ancient saint is among them, and you must be punished for your arrogance!" The girl who spoke first sneered at Si Xuan!

Everyone is staring at Si Xuan. In their eyes, they hold great righteousness and are stronger. Si Xuan is undoubtedly a mantis now!

"One saint, four half-saints!"

Dongfang Taiyi secretly sent a message to Si Xuan, saying that he would take action at any time.

"good!"

Si Xuan nodded and strode into the ancient palace. The Jiuli Tu three feet above his head shook slightly. Old Man Dongfang was one foot behind him. There was a Holy King and four saints inside. Si Xuan

Without blinking an eye!

"tread!"

"tread!"

"tread!"

Si Xuan's footsteps stepped on the stone steps that had not been visited for who knows how many years, making a clear and loud sound, which was extremely conspicuous in this empty hall.

"Interesting, you can't tell from other formations, but the soundproof formation has several layers. Who are you guarding against?" Si Xuan strode into the pavilion and sneered.

In the main hall, four old figures were sitting cross-legged on futons. They were all in the semi-holy realm, each shrouded in thick black mist, like four evil spirits in the darkness.

Above the hall, there is a tall figure sitting there, hidden in the thick darkness, overlooking everything!

"I haven't seen you for thousands of years. Is there another royal blood returner born in your clan? A boy with the surname Si?" A half-saint in the black mist spoke up.

"After tens of thousands of years of hunting, your clan can't be wiped out!"

All the semi-holy figures turned their eyes towards Si Xuan. Unlike the people outside, they obviously understood the truth and had no intention of pretending.

"Four losers, even if the Emperor's Sutra is placed in front of you, you can cultivate into such a state that you are neither a human nor a ghost. Are you worthy of cultivating the Taiyin Sutra?"

Si Xuan stared at these four semi-saint-level old men. If the people outside are ignorant of the truth, then these are the people who are not hiding it at all!

"How brave! Facing the saints of our clan, who do you think you are?"

"So what about the Human Emperor's bloodline? They haven't been exterminated by our clan!"

The four semi-saints roared, with the saints by their side, their confidence was very strong!

"Noisy!"

Si Xuan took action directly, the divine light of Taiyin on the Jiuli Diagram shone brightly, and the four waterfall-like imperial powers pounced directly on the four semi-saints!

"boom!"

The saint at the highest point of the palace took action. There was an artifact in his hand that glowed. With his saint-level cultivation, he actually blocked the imperial power emitted by the four Nine-Li Tu.

"People of the Si tribe, this is the weapon of the fifth generation grandson of the Emperor of your tribe." The saint's voice was loud and domineering.

He suppressed the brilliance on the instrument and revealed its true appearance, which was a gray mace that had reached the level of a quasi-emperor's soldier.

"But now, it is the weapon of the fifth generation grandson of the Human Emperor of our clan." The saint smiled at Si Xuan, raised his hand, and the gray mace fell into his hand.

"Winners are kings and losers are bandits. History is always written by the victors. If the Si clan loses, the entire Ziwei clan will forget them. If my Duanmu clan wins, then the entire Ziwei clan will recognize us as the orthodox human emperor!"

With that said, the saint stood up from the highest seat, and the darkness that always shrouded him faded away, revealing his true appearance.

This is a man who looks to be in his mid-twenties, wearing ice-blue holy armor and holding a gray holy mace. He looks much younger than the other four half-saints. He is a real saint!

He drew a stroke in the void with one hand and took out a pitch-black skull. The skull was completely preserved, and endless darkness was unconsciously permeating from its seven orifices!

"Just like this skull, the whole Ziwei community knows that this is the head of a traitor of the Si tribe. Back then, this person wanted to plot our clan's imperial scriptures, but he was killed by my ancestors and his head was sacrificed as a weapon. This is acknowledged by the entire Ziwei community.

"fact"!"

He emphasized the word "fact" very hard, with a look full of ridicule and disdain. He pointed the mace in his hand at Si Xuan and sneered:

"My name is Duanmu Zhen, a saint from the Duanmu clan of the Taiyin royal family. Tens of thousands of years ago, the Si clan, a traitor to the human race, tried to seize my clan's imperial scriptures and was destroyed by our clan. Can you recognize the remnants of the Si clan?"

He was filled with holy power, and he seemed to be truly righteous and confident.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Three loud shouts resounded throughout the entire sky. The palace where Si Xuan and others were sitting was directly shaken into powder. The majestic holy power rippled. The four semi-saints shrouded in black mist fell directly to the ground. They

His orifices were bleeding, and his breath suddenly dropped!

Such a terrifying effect is naturally not something that Si Xuan can achieve. The one who spoke out was Dongfang Taiyi!

"Who are you!"

Duanmu Zhen looked at the sudden appearance of Dongfang Taiyi in shock. He had just said a lot, but he had never noticed the figure of the old man carrying the big stick of bones!

"The forty-first grandson of the Human Emperor, the true disciple of the Great Sage Si Feng, Dongfang Taiyi!"
Chapter completed!