In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path Chapter 1068

Chapter 1068: 426: Inescapable capital punishnt!

Death glare!

Hand-crushing system (Requesting monthly votes) Chapter 1068: 426: Inescapable capital punishnt!

Death glare!

Hand-crushing system (Requesting monthly votes) Plotting against the royal family, intervening in court politics, and interfering with the normal succession system of ceremonial abdication—it was a grave sin within the Longevity Sect.

At this mont, as Master Qiandan, appearing to have lost his mind, listed many cris, both inside and outside the King’s Mansion were in an uproar.

So cultivators who considered themselves close to Master Qiandan were pale and very uneasy, but they dared not flee at this ti.

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The King of Zhongyong’s face turned ashen as he stared at Master Qiandan, then looked at Chen Dengming with eyes full of surprise and suspicion.

In the eyes of the Prince of Zhongyong, Bai Shouhong, that hint of sudden realization grew stronger, only to gradually be replaced by deeper confusion.

“Hmm?”

Chen Dengming and Su Yanyan both sensed sothing was off.

The Divine Spirit of their second senior brother and that of Bai Shouhong didn’t seem to ld significantly at this mont; the soul fluctuations were not particularly strong.

At this ti, Master Qiandan had finished confessing his cris, and as Chen Dengming withdrew his intimidating spiritual power, he suddenly ca to his senses.

His face beca extrely ugly, and terrified, he stared at Chen Dengming, furiously pointing and shouting, “You…

you demon, you dared to cast the Intimidation Art on ?

You, you bewitched into confessing things I never did.”

As these words ca out, many people were also visibly shocked, turning their gazes towards Chen Dengming with varied expressions, yet instinctively keeping their distance.

Just then, a thunderous roaring sound suddenly ca from the distant sky.

A torrential and imnse Spiritual Might was rapidly approaching from afar, rolling in like a gigantic millstone from east to south.

“It’s that Golden Core Great Cultivator!”

A cultivator shouted, as countless people looked up to see a figure ‘rolling in’ through the clouds; he was indeed rolling down from the sky, creating gusts of wind that tousled many people’s hair and robes.

This unique and unusual manner of flying left many people montarily stunned.

Seeing such a fierce display, Master Qiandan was overjoyed, howling as if he had found his backbone.

“Master!!

Your disciple is here!!

This person has manipulated your disciple with the Intimidation Skill—Master, please seek justice for your disciple!”

Ten miles away, Luo Huatian, who had almost exerted all his strength to arrive within the span of a tea ti, upon hearing this, almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, fuming with anger.

After his long howl, Master Qiandan, while retreating into the air, glared fiercely at Chen Dengming and yelled, “Demon, now that my master is here, you…”

“Hold your insolence!!!” Luo Huatian, terrified and anxious, lest he anger Chen Dengming, let out a thunderous roar, sounding like a bolt from the blue, shattering the skies.

This voice also transford into a huge wave of sound, surging like rolling thunder, vibrating everyone’s eardrums.

Master Qiandan felt his mind buzz as this wave of sound and Divine Sense swept over him; his robes billowed, his body shook, and blood like little snakes flowed from his seven orifices, giving rise to a rather admiring yet peculiar thought.

“Master’s strength is truly terrifying; a single shout to restrain this demon, and even I am utterly shaken…”

As soon as this thought erged, he suddenly felt a tightness all over, as if a giant hand had pressed down on him, uncontrollably plumting downward.

With a loud “boom,” the ground of the King’s Mansion trembled violently, the paved stone tiles instantly shattered, turning largely into dust.

Master Qiandan scread as his knees smashed and burst open, blood sprayed amidst the dust, flowing over the shattered stones; the intense pain crumpled his entire face, tears and snot nearly gushing out.

Such a shocking turn of events dumbfounded many spectators.

All they saw was the Golden Core Great Cultivator arriving with a nacing montum, then suddenly with a roar, he pressed his own disciple to the ground, blood staining the earth.

Then he himself rolled onto the ground, kneeling without dignity, right in front of that mysterious and powerful young cultivator.

Foundation Establishnt disciple, blood-stained on the earth.

Golden Core Great Cultivator on his knees!

This utterly unbelievable scene unfolded in broad daylight, shocking everyone’s eyes and minds, feeling like the world itself was being overturned, hard to accept.

Especially for many who had co seeking immortality, seeing the Golden Core Great Cultivator kneel without any dignity, the Spiritual Light and Spiritual Might emanating from their body seed all too surreal, making them widen their eyes, their minds blanked as the faith they pursued seed to waver.

“Senior!

This junior, Elder Luo Huatian of the Elixir Sect, respectfully abides by senior’s command, rushed here within a tea ti to listen to senior’s teaching!”

Just then, Luo Huatian bowed his head with utmost deference, his words pulling everyone back to reality.

Senior?

As it turned out, this seemingly ordinary young man was a high-ranking senior whom even the Golden Core Great Cultivator had to respectfully address as senior.

But, who could make a Golden Core Great Cultivator kneel in such a grand ceremony—could it be a Nascent Soul True Monarch?

Many Qi Cultivators who ca to their senses shook, legs turning weak, and without hesitation, also knelt down one by one.

Facing a True Monarch is like facing a True Immortal on land; not to ntion the Golden Core Great Cultivator was kneeling, which Qi Cultivator dare stand?

At that mont, even Master Qiandan, who was screaming in pain, froze, disbelievingly looking at his master who was also kneeling beside him.

The intense palpitations made his pupils constrict, cold sweat break out, and the anguish in his knees seed trivial at that mont.