The powerful sword seal transformed by the scribe divided into faint light particles and dissipated in the air.
Almost at the same time, a mark of divine consciousness slowly condensed in Wang Chen's divine sea.
"What is this mark?" He carefully explored.
Boom! There was a sound of thunder in his mind, and a bright red consciousness suddenly rushed out and turned into a pagoda with three sides and four arms in the divine sea, which shocked him.
"This is...? Six Paths Sword Technique?"
The power of the same source allowed him to instantly recognize the content contained in this divine mark.
"He is indeed Wu Shang."
It is recorded in Guangyuan Tongjian Lu that among Huang Yi's descendants, only Wu Shang mastered two sword techniques among the six paths.
Wang Chen was stunned.
And these sword seals with three sides and four arms are obviously another sword technique besides the Human Dao Sword Technique practiced by Wu Shang, the Shura Dao Sword Technique.
He stood in the air for a long time before coming back to his senses.
"Senior?" he called.
No response.
"Senior Wu Shang?"
Sighing secretly, Wang Chen murmured, "I wish you will enter reincarnation soon."
Above the blue sky, the moonlight shines down.
After the evil god was killed, the black mist that shrouded Nanhai City dissipated.
The long-lost light gives people a sense of survival after a disaster.
This feeling made some survivors finally couldn't help it and sobbed softly.
I don’t know if it’s for the ruined home, for the relatives and friends who died in this disaster, or for the joy of regaining life.
A rough man walked towards Wang Chen. He was a cultivator who was half-stepping into foundation building.
"Senior Eight!" He handed over his hand.
In the world of cultivation, those who have gone before are considered seniors, regardless of age.
"My life-saving grace will never be forgotten by my Qian Zhongbai!"
"Senior Eight saved the country from danger, and I admire you from the younger generation." Another cultivator came over and bowed his hands in salute.
Wang Chen looked at them.
He was a little surprised by the reactions of these cultivators.
More and more cultivators flew in and saluted respectfully.
"You regard him as a hero?" Nanhai King sneered loudly and strode forward.
"Don't forget who released this evil spirit. Who caused all this!"
King Nanhai's voice was excited. He saw Wang Chen's aura dropped sharply and knew that the magic of divine fighting might have dissipated, so he stood up.
"Even if he was lucky enough to kill the demon, who will be responsible for these people who died unjustly?"
"Who is responsible for these homeless people?"
"How many cultivators have been cultivating for a long time, but died in today's disaster? Doesn't he need to be responsible for releasing evil spirits?" Nanhai King shouted excitedly as he walked away.
"If I were you, I would commit suicide on the spot to apologize!" King Nanhai looked at Wang Chen and said loudly.
"A demon in one mouthful? Isn't that the god you kneel down to serve?" Wang Chen looked at the King of Nanhai coldly.
Nanhai King's eyes suddenly widened and he was speechless.
At this time, the sound of sword whistling came from the horizon, and a cultivator approached quickly from the air with an astonishing momentum.
Looking up, four huge fireballs were rolling in from the sky. Among the fireballs, four figures were faintly visible.
The fireball arrived here in an instant and landed with a crash.
They are four old men uniformly dressed in red robes. The cuffs of their robes are inlaid with gold edges, and a dancing flame is tattooed on their chests.
"The master of Huayan Sect."
"It's the Four Elders of Huayan." A cultivator recognized the person and was secretly shocked.
The Four Elders of Huayan are the masters of the outer sect of Huayan Sect who have been traveling all year round. Due to their hard work and great achievements, they have all received the inheritance of Huayan Sect.
As an elder of the sect, it is extremely difficult for ordinary cultivators to meet even one of them. Unexpectedly, there were four of them this time.
The King of Nanhai was overjoyed. He asked Elder Zhang to take advantage of Wang Chen's battle with the demon to release the telegraph from the crack in the black mist, and finally there was a response.
"Junior Brother Zhang, how did Nanhai City become like this?" Looking at Elder Zhang who was in ragged clothes and extremely embarrassed, a fat old man among the four elders of Huayan frowned.
"Senior Brother Wu, it's a long story." Elder Zhang couldn't help but shake his head. He was struggling in his heart. Just now he knelt down in front of the evil demon. Everyone saw it. This was very damaging to the majesty of the Huayan Sect. If he was
I know that I will inevitably be punished and give an explanation to the world.
"Senior, all of this was caused by him." Nanhai King stepped forward first and pointed at Wang Chen from afar.
"Are you the King of Nanhai?" Senior Brother Wu recognized this junior who often served him very comfortably, and then he frowned and looked at Wang Chen.
"who is he?"
No matter how you look at it, this young man in rags does not look like a murderer capable of causing such astonishing damage.
"He is the Silver Demon Jiba who has been acting very aggressively recently. It was him who deliberately released an evil demon and destroyed the entire Nanhai City!"
"Thousands of city residents have turned into wronged souls at this moment and died in his hands. Master uncles must make the decision for Nanhai City."
When the King of Nanhai got excited about it, he actually put his head in his hands and bowed respectfully, just like a wise king petitioning for the people.
"Hmph! King Nanhai, do you still want to show your respect?" Qian Zhongbai, who had just taken the lead in thanking Wang Chen, couldn't help shouting.
"Just now the demon was raging, and you were the first to kneel down and kowtow to the demon. It was extremely embarrassing, and now you are slandering the eighth senior who was trying his best to kill the demon."
"Don't you want to live anymore? Trash!" Nanhai yelled at Qian Zhongbai.
"You think he can protect you? He just used the magic of magic to gain strength. He may not be able to recover it in ten or eight years. Who do you think you are? How dare you insult me? I will definitely do it someday."
I will peel off your cramps and skin, and hang them at the gate of the city."
"I, Qian Zhongbai, nodded my head. I was scared just now, and now I am no longer like you, a weakling who confuses right and wrong." Qian Zhongbai said loudly.
His words resonated with some practitioners.
Several people actually spoke out to support Wang Chen, and several people stood in front of Wang Chen.
But the vast majority of people chose to remain silent, and some even chose to side with the King of the South Sea.
"What's going on?" Among the four elders of Huayan, an old woman with an ancient but rather long face asked.
The four of them have become mature and mature, and they have already discovered from the clues that things are not what the King of Nanhai said.
At that moment, the King of Nanhai elaborated on the scene that had just happened. Of course, it was indispensable to describe Wang Chen's despicableness, deliberately releasing an evil god, and using the magic of magic to wash away his blackness.
The more they listened, the expressions of the four elders of the Huayan Sect darkened.
Especially when they heard that the evil god was refined into a golden crystal, the four of them exchanged their spiritual consciousness.
"This evil god is so powerful, and Nanhai City has been destroyed like this. After it is fully restored, it will reach the legendary golden elixir realm. So, isn't this golden spar the same level as the golden elixir?"
"Judging from the situation here, the evil spirits may not have been released by Ji Ba, but he saved these people..."
"Who knows this? No matter how we get this spar, if it is refined with the help of the Eight Diagrams Furnace inside the sect, it may not be able to bring us a step closer to cultivation, and our status in the sect will be greatly improved by then."
"The Art of Divine Fighting is a rare forbidden art. If we let him go today, I might die in his hands when he recovers. It's better to kill him with one blow."
The four people's eyes met, and they had made a decision in their hearts.
Immediately, the figure flashed, and the four people were already standing faintly at the four corners of the southeast, northwest, and surrounded Wang Chen in the middle.
"Jiba! You released the demons and committed crimes, do you know your sin?"
A tall and thin elder of Huayan Sect shouted, holding a red arrow in his hand, flashing with a dark red light.
"Are you judging me?" Wang Chen raised his eyebrows.
"You caused the destruction of Nanhai City and the death of people. Do you know your guilt?"
The fat elder held a long whip and did not answer, but said in a deep voice.
"You colluded with evil spirits in an attempt to hide the truth and steal your reputation. Do you know your crime?"
A short elder with a high-pitched voice screamed loudly.
"You harbor evil intentions and make all living beings in Nanhai City suffer. Your intentions can be punished. Do you know your sin?"
The old woman said in a deep voice, as if scolding a younger generation.
Wang Chen sneered: "The demons are raging and the lives are in ruins. When the people in your sect kowtow to the demons for life and mercy, where were you? After the demons were killed, you jumped out and looked like a judge. I just want to ask a question.