2050: Chapter 2040: ng Shentong 2050: Chapter 2040: ng Shentong “The news of Long Yan’s performance inside The Secret Territory of Shadow of Blood swept through the Blood Shadow Sect like a storm.
Lan Feng of the Supre Elder pulse died in the secret realm.”
“What?
Feng’er is dead?”
Lan Qianzhong could not sit still any longer; his palace shook with his anger, like an earthquake.
In front of him, a disciple who ca to report trembled.
“Which little beast dared to kill my Lan’er.”
Not only was Lan Feng a grandson Lan Qianzhong cherished, but he was also an important piece in his plan to overthrow ng Shentong.
Now with Lan Feng’s death, all his plans had fallen apart.
“It was…
it was Long Yan.”
The kneeling Inner Sect Disciple felt a cold sweat all over his body and trembled as he uttered Long Yan’s na.
“Good, good, good, a fine Long Yan…the old man will kill you.”
A hint of madness flickered in Lan Qianzhong’s eyes.
A casual wave of his hand turned the kneeling disciple in front of him into a Blood Mist that scattered with the wind.
His body shimring with light, and with a flash, Lan Qianzhong had disappeared from the palace.
“You may keep this Innate Blood Fruit for yourself.”
ng Qianning looked at Long Yan with a complex gaze.
She felt indescribable emotions towards Long Yan, and as for the Innate Blood Fruit, she owed her survival from the ordeal to Long Yan, so naturally, she had no designs on the fruit.
“Alright then.”
Long Yan casually placed the blood fruit inside the Azure Dragon Ring.
Such Heaveny Treasures were rich in Yang energy; Long Yan felt that he might even attempt to break through to the God King realm later.
“Long Yan, you little beast, co out!”
A loud shout ca from outside the palace, and an overwhelming aura enveloped the entire mansion.
“It’s Lan Qianzhong.”
A grave look suddenly appeared in ng Qianning’s gaze.
She hadn’t expected Lan Qianzhong to be so shaless as to actually co to their doorstep to seek retribution.
Long Yan wasn’t too surprised, though.
In his view, it would be strange if Lan Qianzhong didn’t co looking for him.
“Co out!”
Outside, Lan Qianzhong’s cursing continued.
It seed Lan Feng’s death had truly driven him to rage; otherwise, with his status, he wouldn’t have resorted to making a scene at the doorstep of a junior’s mansion.
“You old thing, what are you shouting about at soone else’s doorway?”
Long Yan’s lazy voice reached Lan Qianzhong’s ears as he had just flown out from ng Qianning’s mansion, standing in front of Lan Qianzhong.
Lan Qianzhong, as a Supre Elder, had never endured such an insult.
His True Qi surged, and he actually wanted to strike on the spot.
“You little beast, daring to harm a fellow disciple, today I shall clean house for the Blood Shadow Sect!”
A red glow gathered in Lan Qianzhong’s hands, and just from its presence alone, one couldn’t underestimate the power of this attack.
Long Yan also secretly prepared the Ti Law, ready to flee the mont Lan Qianzhong made a move.
The Lan Qianzhong in front of him was already an 8th-Rank God King, not soone who the current True God Eighth Order Ye Feng could deal with.
“Elder Lan, it doesn’t seem quite right for you to publicly attack a junior, does it?”
A voice ca through the air, and the blood-red light gathered in Lan Qianzhong’s hand dissipated into nothingness as a slender man, with the gentle visage of a scholar, suddenly appeared out of thin air.
“ng Shentong, do you really intend to stop ?”
Lan Qianzhong’s face turned sowhat ugly.
He was an 8th-Rank God King, and so was ng Shentong.
If it ca to blows, neither would get the better of the other.
“Is an Outer Sect Disciple worth your personal intervention?”
Lan Qianzhong did not wish to dispute with ng Shentong at the mont and could only say so.
“Elder Lan, do you still rember the rules of our Blood Shadow Sect’s Secret Territory?” ng Shentong slowly said, his tone neither fast nor slow, but with a sense of oppression.
“This…” Lan Qianzhong knew, of course, that the life and death of disciples within the Secret Territory of Shadow of Blood were left to fate.
He had thought he could swiftly kill Long Yan before ng Shentong’s arrival, but he did not expect him to co so quickly.
Lan Qianzhong’s face looked extrely ugly.
Today, it was impossible to kill Long Yan to avenge Lan Feng, so he just glanced fiercely at Long Yan and then turned, transforming into a streak of blood-colored light.
Long Yan also quietly withdrew his Power of Ti and gave ng Shentong a cupped-fist salute.
“Many thanks, Sect Master.”
Being a Core Disciple of the Blood Shadow Sect, Long Yan had to pay his respects upon seeing the Sect Master.
After thanking him, Long Yan turned his head, intending to leave, but ng Shentong stopped him.
“Wait.”
Long Yan stood in his place, thinking that ng Shentong had helped him because he belonged to his lineage.
It seed there was sothing more that ng Shentong wanted.
“Don’t be nervous, I just want to ask you so questions.”
ng Shentong laughed a little as he saw Long Yan on guard.
ng Shentong tried to avoid the topic of the artifact in Long Yan’s hand, rely asking about the events that occurred in the Secret Territory of Shadow of Blood, and Long Yan told him truthfully.
Hearing that ng Qianning had refused the Innate Blood Fruit from Long Yan, ng Shentong burst into a mysteriously significant laugh, simply comforting Long Yan to go back and focus on his Cultivation, and not to worry about Lan Qianzhong.
However, seeing the seriousness behind ng Shentong’s laughter, Long Yan had already anticipated that the peaceful days of the Blood Shadow Sect were coming to an end.
Lan Qianzhong, having lost his grandson, had to advance his plans.
ng Shentong would likely go to communicate with the Heavenly Gate Sect backing him.
Long Yan felt quite relieved in his heart.
The more chaotic the Blood Shadow Sect beca, the easier his mission would be to accomplish.
Now, what he needed to do urgently was to elevate his own strength.
Imrsed in his spiritual world, the Innate Blood Fruit on the Nine Dragons Tripod released a faint red essence as the Strange Fire continuously burned it, which Long Yan collected carefully into a small bottle.
Around him, red mists constantly entered his body, and after taking in the essence of the Innate Blood Fruit, a vast mist gathered around Long Yan.
With each breath, he felt the strength within his body growing steadily.
“True God Ninth Level!”
“True God Level 10!”
As Long Yan’s montum climbed step by step, his Cultivation Base grew as rapidly as a roller coaster, and the nine suns within his body shone ever brighter.
“Boom!”
With a tremor from the Azure Dragon Ring, Long Yan’s Cultivation finally ceased its growth, and the surrounding blood mist swiftly entered his body.
Opening his eyes, an excited expression imdiately appeared on Long Yan’s face.
He had not expected the Innate Blood Fruit to be so domineering, causing such an enormous surge in his Cultivation.
Long Yan’s Cultivation had now reached God King Level 1, finally stepping beyond the True God Realm.
In this world, a God King could already be called a Strong One.
Feeling the surging Power within, Long Yan clenched his fist.
It was finally ti to leave.
However, before leaving, Long Yan still needed to prepare.
After all, there was the deal with the Ghostly Demon Princess, and once the mission was over, it ant handing over the things he had obtained in the tower to her.
So Long Yan needed to prepare.
With his current strength, he could briefly hold his ground against the Ghostly Demon Princess, but if an actual fight broke out, it was uncertain whose hands victory would fall into.
…
In the night, several figures in black clothes appeared on the roof of the Sect Master’s Main Hall.
Finally, after Lan Feng’s death, Lan Qianzhong had decided to make a desperate attempt.
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