Yuan Mutong's expression changed slightly, "I don't dare to talk about your Majesty's affairs lightly."
Ye Bufan was quite surprised by his reaction. He had not shied away from Emperor Su Yong before, but he dared not talk about this matter. Could it be that the status of the woman in white was higher than that of the sect leader?
However, he couldn't ask more questions without being told, so he changed the topic and asked: "How many powerful people can there be in Taixu Palace and above the tribulation stage? How strong are they?"
In fact, he wanted to know the background of the Holy Sect, but it was difficult to explain the Xuantian Sect, so he directly used Taixu Palace instead.
Yuan Mu Tong was so smart that he naturally knew what he wanted to know and smiled slightly.
"I don't know the specific situation of Taixu Palace, but there must be a few people who have transcended the peak of tribulation.
The total number of other strong men who have transcended the tribulation stage and above can be as many as fifty or sixty."
"There are so many!"
Ye Bufan couldn't help but take a breath of air. It seemed that he still underestimated the power of the Holy Sect.
Afterwards, the two chatted for a while. Yuan Mutong told him directly if it was convenient for him to talk about it, and just laughed it off if it was not convenient for him to talk about it, and Ye Bufan stopped asking any more questions.
The top-grade flying spiritual weapon was extremely fast, several times faster than Jiutian, and it arrived near Taixu Palace from a distance in about two hours.
Out of courtesy, Emperor Su Yong walked out and took away the windmill magic weapon. The three of them flew towards the mountain gate together.
From the perspective of a cultivator, compared to the Taixu Palace in Jueqing Valley, it is extremely luxurious.
Before reaching the mountain gate, an extremely rich spiritual energy rushed towards me, and all kinds of birds and beasts danced around in an endless stream.
The entire mountain gate looks ethereal, like a heavenly palace.
There are eight disciples guarding here in front of the door, and all of them have cultivation levels above the Dongxu stage.
Ye Bufan secretly sighed in his heart, those who reached the Dongxu stage in Tianluo State were definitely the strongest among the strong. No matter which sect they were placed in, they would be worshiping elder-level beings. When they arrived at the Holy Sect, they could only be a gatekeeper.
As soon as the three people arrived in front of the mountain gate, more than a dozen people came out to greet them. The leader was Shan Pingxin, the general manager of Taixu Palace.
Normally, the relationship between Taixu Palace and Xuantianmen is never good, but this time the situation was special. Taixu Palace had a request from Emperor Su Yong, so it traveled thousands of miles to invite him.
When he saw the head of the Holy Sect, Shan Pingxin's face was full of respect, and he immediately bowed rudely after going out.
"Shan Pingxin, the general manager of Taixu Palace, has met Master Su. Please forgive me for my Master being unable to attend."
"Get up." Su Yonghuang waved his hand casually. As the leader of the Holy Sect, he did not pay attention to such a small person at all.
"Thank you, Master Su."
Shan Pingxin stood up straight and said, "Please follow me."
Just as he was about to walk towards the door, he caught sight of Ye Bufan, and his expression suddenly changed with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
However, Emperor Su Yong brought the person here, so he did not dare to offend in any way. He respectfully led the way and led the three of them towards the Taixu Palace.
Ye Bufan had recognized Shan Pingxin a long time ago. He frowned slightly and kept his eyes on the other person.
Yuan Mutong thought that he still held grudges about what happened in the Cold Sword Immortal Sect, so he sent a message and said: "Don't worry about it, Divine Doctor Ye. They don't dare to mess around with my family leader."
Ye Bufan asked: "General manager, don't mind if I ask a random question.
If you or other core disciples of the Holy Sect died outside, would the Sect be aware of it?"
"this……"
Yuan Mutong was stunned for a moment, obviously his brain couldn't keep up. He didn't expect Ye Bufan to ask such a question.
He thought for a while and said: "In our Xuantian Sect, the strong men above the Tribulation Stage all have soul tablets.
Once the fallen soul card is shattered, the sect will find out immediately."
"Oh!" Ye Bufan nodded and asked seemingly casually, "Is it the same with the other two holy sects? Are there no disciples with low cultivation levels?"
Yuan Mutong said: "As far as I know, the three holy sects should all have soul tablets, but disciples whose cultivation level is below the tribulation stage are not eligible for this."
Ye Bufan is not surprised by this. After all, this is a holy sect. There are dozens of strong men above the Tribulation Stage. It is normal for disciples in the Mahayana Stage not to have this qualification.
The last two people said nothing more and entered the Taixu Palace behind Emperor Su Yong.
But the strange thing is that Shan Pingxin did not lead everyone to the reception hall, but instead came to the back of the sect.
Just after turning around a rockery, the expressions of several people changed.
In front of them was a very magnificent pavilion, about a hundred feet high, with a shining bead suspended on the top of the building.
Although the distance is thousands of meters away, you can still feel that the bead contains extremely rich spiritual energy.
The most surprising thing is that at this moment, more than half of the entire pavilion has been swallowed up by the black energy.
The black air was billowing like a giant beast with its teeth and claws, as if it was going to swallow up the pavilion in one breath.
But when I reached the top, I was immediately overwhelmed by the spiritual light emitted by the bead.
The bead was constantly fighting with the surging black energy, but the light of the bead was getting darker and darker, and it was obviously at a disadvantage.
But the black air below is constantly surging and overwhelming, constantly swallowing up.
If this trend continues, I'm afraid it won't take long before the entire pavilion and the bead will be swallowed up.
Ye Bufan had a look of astonishment on his face. He was very familiar with this black energy, which was the demonic energy of the Demon Sect.
But I don't understand why there is demonic energy in Taixu Palace, and it is so strong.
His eyes moved around and he saw dozens of people standing not far from the pavilion. Each of these people had solemn expressions and frowned at the scene in front of him.
The leader was an old man with white hair and a long beard, wearing a gray robe, and his aura was not inferior to that of Emperor Su Yong.
He is Yu Buzhou, the headmaster of Taixu Palace.
Seeing Ye Bufan and others coming in, he turned around and greeted them politely.
"Master Su, I have a lot of work to do this time."
Emperor Su Yong looked at the demonic energy that was constantly spitting out in front of him, and his expression was extremely surprised.
"Master Yu, what is going on? How come there is so much demonic energy?"
"I don't know this either!"
Even though Yu Buzhou was a strong man in the later stages of the Tribulation, he still looked helpless at this moment.
"Seven days ago, this demonic energy began to appear in the library in my sect. However, it cannot be suppressed or purified, and it is getting more and more powerful.
When I asked Master Su for help yesterday, I had just swallowed half of it, and now it is like this."
Su Yonghuang's expression was serious, and he was no longer as calm and relaxed as before.
"Master Yu, let's suppress that thing under the library. Could it be that something happened to it?"
Yu Buzhou nodded: "That's right, one of the three major evil spirits of the Demon Sect, the Soul-Destroying Magic Bell, is under this library pavilion.
Back then, in order to hide the information from the people of the Demon Sect, the ancestors suppressed the Soul-Destroying Demon Bell here and placed a Holy Light Bead on it.
A hundred years have passed without incident, but I don't know why it suddenly became like this recently.
So many people from Tianzong have tried their best, but they still can't crack it.
I felt that the soul-destroying magic bell was about to escape, so I asked Master Su for help!"
He thought that Ye Bufan was a disciple of Xuantian Clan, so he did not shy away and told the whole secret without reservation.
