669: Xuanhe Lufeng? Join Xuanhe Sect

"You little beast, this old man will definitely grind your bones to dust."

The old man roared with intense killing intent in his eyes upon seeing Murong Han slain.

"So eager to die? I'll go find a good burial plot for you right now."

Xie Weilou casually tossed aside his halberd and flew away.

"Damn little beast, still trying to escape?"

The old man's eyes were fierce as he quickly gave chase.

Half an incense stick later.

Thirty li outside the city, at the peak of a mountain.

Xie Weilou stood with his hands behind his back, the Taixu Spirit Fire and Nine Luminaries Star Fire rapidly fusing in his palm.

He looked indifferently at the old man who had caught up: "Old man, look at the grave I've chosen for you. How does it feel?"

"Die!"

The old man roared, swinging his crutch, and instantly attacked Xie Weilou.

Buzz!

Just as the old man pounced, Xie Weilou flicked his sleeve, and the fused Other Shore Star Spirit Fire flew out.

"This is... not good..."

The old man's face changed drastically as he sensed the terror of this flame, and he quickly brought out a defensive treasure.

Boom!

The Other Shore Star Spirit Fire immediately exploded, and terrifying flames swept out, engulfing the old man. The area within ten thousand meters instantly turned into a sea of fire.

Xie Weilou's eyes flickered with a faint light, and his powerful divine soul transformed into an invisible sword, silently striking out.

"Ah..."

Within the flames, the old man looked pained, holding his defensive treasure and struggling to resist. The treasure continuously cracked, unable to withstand the power of the raging flames.

His body was also affected by the Strange Fire, rapidly cracking, his blood being madly incinerated.

Chila!

Just then, Xie Weilou's divine soul sword arrived.

Before the old man could react, his head was pierced, a gush of blood sprayed out, and his soul was instantly annihilated.

The raging flames enveloped his body, burning him to ashes.

"Just an old man."

Xie Weilou said indifferently, then left with his hands behind his back.

There was no need to stay long in Xuan Cang City; he could go explore other places.

Half a day later.

Emperor Daye was extremely enraged upon learning of Murong Han's death.

He issued another wanted order, seeking the whereabouts of Xie Wushi, and even declared that he would personally slay that hateful scoundrel.

Xie Weilou didn't pay much attention to this matter; he had already left Xuan Cang City and was heading to other areas of Xuanji Province... ------

Half a month later.

In a large canyon in the central region of Xuanji Province, Xie Weilou, dressed in a black robe, walked forward calmly.

During this time, he had traveled through many areas, hoping to find a place for cultivation, but had not found an ideal spot.

Bang!

Just then, a figure fell from the cliff above, smashing onto a rock ahead, blood splattering.

...

Xie Weilou looked at the person in front.

It was a young man in a black robe, with a cultivation of the early Shackles Realm. His body was covered in sword wounds, his head was pierced, and he had no breath; he was already dead, clearly having encountered a powerful enemy.

Xie Weilou came to the young man's side and took out a white jade token from his body: "Xuanhe Sect, Lu Feng?"

After a moment of thought, Xie Weilou extended his hand towards the young man's head. A wisp of a fading remnant soul appeared in his hand, and he probed its memories.

A few breaths later.

Xie Weilou lowered his hand, the remnant soul dissipated, and he muttered to himself: "Xuanhe Sect is a cultivation sect in Xuan Province, with an early Guixu Realm ancestor presiding over it. It's a good place; perhaps I can go there."

Buzz!

With a casual wave of Xie Weilou's hand, the Corpse Skeleton in front of him turned to dust. He instantly transformed into Lu Feng's appearance and flew upwards.

Above the cliff.

Stood a group of cultivators holding long swords.

When they saw Xie Weilou, their expressions changed: "How is this possible? How is this Xuanhe Sect waste still alive? And how have his injuries recovered?"

...

Xie Weilou swept his gaze over these people.

From Lu Feng's memory, these people were from the Ancient Sword Sect of Xuanji Province.

Xuanhe Sect and Ancient Sword Sect had always been at odds. This time, Lu Feng was ambushed by Ancient Sword Sect disciples while out, which led to his demise.

"Kill him."

These Ancient Sword Sect disciples' eyes turned ruthless, and they immediately attacked Xie Weilou.

Boom!

Xie Weilou took a step, and a fierce aura erupted. These Ancient Sword Sect disciples were all shaken into dust.

...

Xie Weilou didn't spare them another glance, directly transforming into an afterimage and flying into the distance.

The next day.

Xie Weilou arrived before a massive green mountain.

This mountain was a thousand meters high, surrounded by a star-blue river, and shrouded in mist above, truly magnificent.

...

Xie Weilou's figure moved, rushing towards the mountain peak.

Not long after, he reached the top of the mountain.

There was a plaza here, with numerous array patterns, allowing entry into the Xuanhe Sect from this point.

According to Lu Feng's memory, Xuanhe Sect was one of the four major sects in Xuanji Province, with a Guixu Realm ancestor presiding over it. Although its foundation was not as strong as the Great Ye Dynasty, it was still not simple.

Xie Weilou took out Lu Feng's token.

Buzz!

The grand formation activated, and a mysterious power swept over, enveloping Xie Weilou's body. Xie Weilou instantly disappeared from the mountain peak.

When he reappeared, Xie Weilou was already on a giant mountain suspended amidst the nine heavens.

Below his feet was a white jade plaza, with ancient halls on both sides. Light shone, runes permeated, shimmering with a seven-colored glow.

In front were eight hundred sloping steps, at the end of which was a massive light gate.

Entering the light gate revealed an even larger grotto-heaven, truly containing its own universe.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Several figures reappeared on the plaza, all disciples of Xuanhe Sect returning from outside. They didn't spare Xie Weilou a second glance and rushed towards the light gate.

Within this Xuanhe Sect, Lu Feng, a mere Shackles Realm cultivator, was like an ant and naturally not worth a second look.

Xie Weilou flew forward, quickly entering the light gate.

Beyond the light gate was an even vaster space.

The spiritual energy here was incredibly rich, with clouds and mist swirling, mountains suspended, and countless pavilions and buildings, like a fairyland.

In front was a ten-thousand-meter white jade corridor suspended in the void.

At the end of the corridor was another massive plaza, and beyond the plaza, an ancient and mysterious white jade main hall, which was the main hall of Xuanhe Sect.

Xuanhe Sect was divided into Nine Peaks and Second Hall, and its heritage was quite good.

Lu Feng, on the other hand, was on Qingmu Peak, an ordinary disciple of Qingmu Peak.

"It's indeed an excellent place for cultivation."

Xie Weilou thought to himself, then flew towards a mountain peak.

Qingmu Peak.

It was not a small single peak, but a massive peak composed of several mountains, incredibly vast.

Cultivators here were close to wood-attribute, so there were many trees, a serene environment, and abundant spiritual energy, making it very good.

Waterfalls, rivers, dense forests, pavilions, halls, and more could be seen all around.

On a white jade avenue.

Xie Weilou was walking forward, surrounded by many Qingmu Peak disciples.

They glanced at Xie Weilou indifferently, a hint of mockery in the depths of their eyes, but said nothing more.

On Qingmu Peak, Lu Feng was a joke!

"Senior Sister Mu Qingyu is here."

Just then, an excited voice rang out.