"No matter what, I am cultivating the Pangu Holy Physique after all, and my self-healing ability is extremely strong. I don't believe that this Yama Ghost Picture can really suck me dry!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a ruthless look, he bit his thumb and covered it on the end of the scroll of the Yama Ghost Picture.
Zhuo Wen was shocked, as if struck by lightning. He felt that the essence and blood in his body were being sucked uncontrollably by the scroll, and the blood in his body was reversed at an extremely fast speed...
The next day, when Sun Ruoyu knocked on the door of the sect master's hall, what he saw was a young man with oily hair, dirty face, shriveled cheeks, and dull eyes.
If it weren't for the clothes this young man was wearing, Sun Ruoyu would have almost not recognized that this was Zhuo Wen.
"Brother Ma, what's wrong with you? What happened last night?" Sun Ruoyu asked strangely.
Zhuo Wen looked up at the panda eyes and said reluctantly: "Nothing happened. I was too excited and couldn't sleep last night. The sect leader succession meeting is about to start. Let's go now!"
With that said, the moment Zhuo Wen stepped out of the door, he staggered. If Sun Ruoyu hadn't supported Zhuo Wen in time, Zhuo Wen would have fallen and died.
"Brother Ma, are you sure you're okay?" Sun Ruoyu asked worriedly.
"It's okay, it's just the sequelae of insomnia. Just support me!"
Zhuo Wen forced a smile, but he was scolding in his heart.
Last night, he was almost sucked dry of blood by the Yama ghost figure several times. If his own self-healing ability was not really abnormal, Zhuo Wen would have died countless times.
However, the final result made Zhuo Wen quite satisfied. The Yama Ghost Figure had indeed developed a sense of dependence on him and successfully recognized its master.
The succession ceremony of the sect leader was held in the largest square in the sect. At this moment, the square was deserted, and all the monks in the sect were here, with excitement on their faces.
At the front of the square, there is a huge high platform. On the high platform at this moment, figures with six powerful auras are standing.
These six people are the six elders who were previously given the Destiny Pill by Zhuo Wen.
The auras of these six elders are much stronger now than they were seven days ago, and one of the elders has even advanced to the half-step destiny master.
Obviously, the six special destiny pills obtained by the six of them had all been used, and the effects were very good.
The six of them were very grateful to Zhuo Wen, and at the same time, they were looking forward to Zhuo Wen giving them the Destiny Pill again.
They knew that with just a few more special destiny pills, they could break through the destiny master in a short time and step into the coveted second step of enlightenment.
However, when Zhuo Wen's face turned pale and he was helped up to the high platform by Sun Ruoyu, everyone looked surprised.
It had only been one night, how could the new sect leader, who was so strong at the beginning, become so weak?
"Sect Master, what are you..."
The elder who was the first to advance to the half-step of Destiny Lord quickly stepped forward, looked at Zhuo Wen and Sun Ruoyu, showed a hint of "I understand" in his eyes, and coughed dryly: "Sect Master, you must be moderate, take care of yourself!"
Zhuo Wen looked at the teasing expression on the elder's face and his head was full of black lines. Where did this old guy think? He had such obscene thoughts.
Sun Ruoyu also heard the overtones of this elder's words and spat, her ears turning red.
"Okay, let's start the sect leader succession ceremony now!" Sun Ruoyu changed the subject and said.
The six elders naturally had no objections, and the subsequent succession ceremony was very boring. It was just Zhuo Wen going up to talk and express his feelings.
Then Sun Ruoyu, as the granddaughter of the old sect master, officially handed over the sect master's token to Zhuo Wen. Although Zhuo Wen had already obtained the sect master's token, it was a ceremony after all, and the superficial work still had to be done.
In order to win over people's hearts, Zhuo Wen promised to distribute Judao Pills to everyone within half a year, which received warm applause from everyone.
"Wait a minute!"
Just as the succession ceremony was about to come to an end, a loud roar came from afar.
Everyone looked over and saw two streams of light passing by and landing directly on the high platform above the square.
The first person was a middle-aged man with eyes as sharp as an eagle, and next to the middle-aged man was a man with a charred face.
The dark-faced man behind the middle-aged man was familiar to Zhuo Wen. He was naturally Chen Siyong, who was struck by a thunder array seven days ago and his body was completely bruised.
The thunder produced by the thunder array arranged by Zhuo Wen was no ordinary thunder. Although Chen Siyong was a powerful person who had achieved enlightenment, he was seriously injured by such a powerful thunder. It was impossible to recover in a short time.
As soon as Chen Siyong landed on the high platform, his eyes were fixed on Zhuo Wen. His skin was originally very fair, but now he had a completely black face, almost disfigured, and he had a deep resentment towards Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen ignored Chen Siyong, but looked at the middle-aged man in front of Chen Siyong and said: "Chen Yuanshui?"
"I have good eyesight, but I guessed my identity!"
Chen Yuanshui looked proud, and immediately a powerful aura suddenly emerged from his body, and the pressure in the entire square increased sharply.
The moment everyone in the square felt this pressure, their scalps went numb and they exclaimed: "Master of Destiny, Elder Chen has successfully been promoted to Lord of Destiny!"
Sun Ruoyu's eyes also changed slightly. She remembered that Chen Yuanshui had not been in seclusion for long, but he came out of seclusion so quickly and successfully broke through. This was really beyond her expectation.
Listening to the exclamations of the people below, Chen Yuanshui looked proud and squinted at Zhuo Wen: "I heard that your name is Ma Yujie, right? And I also heard that you are a destiny-level formation master and a destiny-level alchemist.
, it’s just that the strength is a bit weak!”
"Originally, the things you caused in the sect were enough for me to punish you with death, but I am magnanimous and can let you live. The prerequisite is to hand over the sect leader's token, kneel down and swear allegiance to me."
"As long as you do this, I can put the blame in the past and use you again, making you the dog I value most."
As soon as Chen Yuanshui finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere around him.
Because the people in the audience did not raise any voice to support him, but looked on with cold eyes.
And the young man supported by Sun Ruoyu in front of him looked at himself jokingly, as if he was watching a clown talking.
This silent contempt made Chen Yuanshui feel angry and said coldly: "What? You look down on me?"
As he spoke, Chen Yuanshui's aura became more powerful, and he released the powerful power unique to the Lord of Destiny without hesitation.
"You're just a clown, I don't even bother to look at you!" Zhuo Wen shook his head speechlessly.
This Chen Yuanshui is nothing more than the Lord of Destiny. In his eyes, he is indeed similar to a clown.
"You are looking for death!"
Chen Yuanshui was angered by Zhuo Wen's indifferent attitude. He kicked his right foot and hit Zhuo Wen with a palm.
Powerful energy ripples formed a huge palm shadow in mid-air, and fell on Zhuo Wen's head. He wanted to destroy this arrogant boy with an absolute advantage.
Unfortunately, a flash of sword light destroyed the shadow of the palm, and Chen Yuanshui didn't even react. His limbs hurt and he fell to the ground.
By the time he reacted, his limbs had been chopped off at some point, and blood was pouring out desperately.