190: Ancient Martial Emperor

Bright Light Ancient City!

At this moment, in a certain part of the Ancient City, flames shot to the sky. By the time the strong practitioners in the city arrived, the place, apart from a few Martial Artists below the Heavenly Emperor Realm, had already become a ruin.

"The Zhang family is gone?"

"Who made the move? The Zhang family had four Saint King strong practitioners, and behind them was the Demon Soul Holy Land!"

"Gone! Gone! The Demon Soul Holy Land is gone!"

Suddenly, a cry of alarm rang out, and the master of a major power in the city was seen, his face filled with shock.

"What?"

Soon, the various big shots learned the news of the Demon Soul Holy Land's destruction, and their expressions immediately changed. In the entire Ancient Demon Saint Manor, only three forces could destroy the Demon Soul Holy Land, but only one could erase the Demon Soul Holy Land so easily.

In an instant, a terrifying thought surfaced in everyone's minds.

The Ancient Martial Emperor Sect had made a move!

But they didn't know that the culprit behind all this was currently heading towards the next target.

In just three days, dozens of Holy Lands, Holy Sects, and Saint Clans, excluding their strong practitioners who were away, were annihilated.

Coincidentally, all these forces had close ties with the Demon Soul Holy Land.

For a time, the entire Ancient Demon Saint Manor was filled with trepidation, and at this moment, the Manor Lord's Estate, which was at the center of the storm, was utterly bewildered.

Inside the main hall of the Manor Lord's Estate, the atmosphere was extremely strange.

The high-ranking officials of the Manor Lord's Estate displayed various expressions: some were puzzled, some were excited, and some were in deep thought.

At the head seat sat a black-clad middle-aged man, radiating authority without anger. He was Wu Hong, the Manor Lord who represented the Emperor Sect in governing the Saint Manor.

"The Sect has indicated that they did not do this!"

A moment later, Wu Hong's face was solemn.

"This..."

The high-ranking officials were clearly surprised by this outcome.

"Manor Lord, should we clarify?"

A general, clad in armor and exuding Killing Intent, asked.

"Clarify?" Wu Hong's face darkened. "How can we clarify? Now, not to mention the Ancient Demon Saint Manor, even the two surrounding Saint Manors already know about this matter. Do you think anyone would believe a clarification?"

"This Demon Soul Ancient Land deserved to be destroyed. They dared to openly and secretly oppose my Saint Manor, merely relying on the Extreme Yin Holy Land's backing. They deserved to be killed!"

"Furthermore, this Manor is the spokesperson for the Emperor Sect in the Ancient Demon Saint Manor. For this Manor to clarify, wouldn't that represent the Emperor Sect showing weakness?"

At these words, the high-ranking officials fell silent.

"The Manor Lord is absolutely right! Regarding the external rumors, my suggestion is to neither admit nor deny, and let them guess!"

"This way, without knowing the truth, they won't dare to act rashly. We can then seize this opportunity to bring all of the Demon Soul Holy Land's major ore veins and industries into our possession!"

A Martial Artist, appearing like a scholar, said.

The high-ranking officials couldn't help but be tempted, and even Wu Hong's eyes showed eagerness. The ore veins and industries under the Demon Soul Holy Land were enough to increase the Ancient Demon Saint Manor's foundation by at least double.

However, they still had some reservations in their hearts.

"What if the people who destroyed the Demon Soul Holy Land return? Wouldn't that anger them?" A high-ranking official worried.

At these words, the expressions of the high-ranking officials tightened.

The scholar smiled slightly upon hearing this.

"If those people return, we will then return these industries to them, calling it safeguarding their assets. The Manor Lord can take the opportunity to win them over. By killing the people of the Demon Soul Holy Land, they are opposing the Extreme Yin Holy Land. We are all in the same boat!"

"However, I don't think they will return!"

"Oh? Why?" Wu Hong asked upon hearing this.

"This group of people acts extremely mysteriously, all their actions are meticulously planned in advance, which is why we didn't discover them in time. But they destroyed the Demon Soul Holy Land and its close allies, yet they didn't take over their territory, clearly because they fear retaliation from the Extreme Yin Holy Land!"

"This means they don't have enough power to resist the Extreme Yin Holy Land. In this situation, they probably want to push this matter onto us!" The scholar said sagely.

A high-ranking official frowned and said, "But in that case, the Extreme Yin Holy Land will think we were the ones who did it!"

"Even if we don't take it, will the Extreme Yin Holy Land not think we did it?" The scholar retorted, "Since that's the case, it's better to take it and accumulate more strength!"

"Good! It's decided! I will report this to the Sect Master immediately!"

Wu Hong was persuaded by the scholar's words and immediately made the decision.

Meanwhile, Qian Duoduo and A Hui had already left the Ancient Demon Saint Manor and were heading to the Ancient Wind Saint Manor – Qingyang Heaven Province.

A day later, the Qingyang Feng family, the first family of the Ancient Wind Saint Manor, was annihilated. Apart from some clan members above the God-Emperor Realm who were away, only Martial Artists of the Heavenly Emperor Realm and below survived.

As the news spread, everyone was shaken. Just as many forces connected to the Feng family were filled with fear and unease, Qian Duoduo and A Hui had already entered the Teleportation Hall and left the Ancient Wind Saint Manor.

When they reappeared, they were in the Ancient Martial Saint Manor, which was also the center of the six manors, an area comparable to three Saint Manors.

"Who's next to be destroyed?"

A Hui asked excitedly.

"To the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect!"

Qian Duoduo laughed.

"Alright, then let's destroy... wait? Where did you say? The Ancient Martial Emperor Sect?"

A Hui thought he had misheard.

"The Ancient Martial Emperor Sect!"

Qian Duoduo said seriously.

"Is that enough?" A Hui scratched his head, looking puzzled!

"We can't do all the work, can we?" Qian Duoduo shook his head with a smile.

"Alright!"

A Hui was still a bit unsatisfied.

After several transfers, the two arrived at Ancient Martial Emperor City. This was a city near the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect, providing at least ten percent of the Emperor Sect's annual income.

This was also the base of the Two Towers and Three Clans, so even as the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect was nearing its decline, it had little impact on the lives of most people.

Of course, those forces with close ties to the Emperor Sect felt somewhat uneasy.

Qian Duoduo glanced at the city below, then headed east. This journey took them three hundred thousand miles away, a distance an ordinary person might not cover in a lifetime, but for someone of Qian Duoduo's cultivation, it was just a few leaps.

Before them, an ancient heavenly gate stood majestically. Beside the heavenly gate, there was a nine-zhang giant stele, with the characters "Ancient Martial" written in a flowing, powerful script, containing a terrifying Dao rhyme. Qian Duoduo felt horror within it.

Clearly, the person who wrote these two characters was definitely a figure above an unrivaled giant. Without accident, it should have been left by the Emperor of the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect.

It seems that even a declining Emperor Sect should not be underestimated.

Behind the heavenly gate was a cluster of ancient buildings built relying on a vast mountain range, spanning a million miles. Within it, mountains and rivers were magnificent, with immortal springs suspended in the air, ancient trees reaching the sky, and even immortal palaces and imperial gardens floating in the clouds.

In addition, Sacred Beasts roamed the mountains and forests, emitting divine light; Immortal Beasts soared across the sky, flying in the Nine Heavens, and in the deepest part, Myriad Daos of radiant light shot to the sky.

Most importantly, the entire architectural complex exuded an aura of accumulated years, an aura that ordinary Holy Lands simply could not compare to!

"This is the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect. May I ask who Your Excellency is? What brings you to our Sect?"

Just then, several streaks of immortal light swept from afar. After landing, six figures materialized. The leader was an old man with an otherworldly demeanor, his cultivation being that of a Saint King.

The few people behind him, however, were only in the Saint Realm.

"My surname is Qian, and I am here to visit your Sect Master!" Qian Duoduo said courteously.

"By order?"

The old man curiously sized up the young man before him. The young man's cultivation was the same as his, but he couldn't discern the strength of the burly man behind him, and could even faintly sense something terrifying.

This feeling, he had only ever experienced from the Sect Master.