192: The ancient Wudi clan is at odds, and Wu Luo appears

“Hahaha!”

“Sect Master, I heard there were distinguished guests visiting. Why didn’t you inform me, Gu? I could have fulfilled my duties as a host!”

Just then, a hearty laugh echoed into the Taiji Hall.

Wu Xingqiong’s expression immediately darkened upon hearing the laughter, while Qian Duoduo revealed a meaningful smile, unhurriedly recapping the bottle, looking completely at ease.

Wu Xingqiong saw this scene and looked outside the Taiji Hall, a deeply hidden killing intent flashing in his eyes.

“Elder Qianhe, please invite Old Ancestor Gu in!”

Wu Xingqiong clenched his fist, then released it.

“Yes, Sect Master!”

Wu Qianhe accepted the order and left.

Soon, the latter led a group of people in, looking distressed.

Seeing this, Wu Xingqiong’s eyes turned cold.

“We pay our respects, Sect Master!”

Everyone bowed to Wu Xingqiong, the leader being a burly, leopard-headed, round-eyed middle-aged man.

Everyone present exuded divine light and surging Saint Power, the Origin circulating around them seemed to evolve into a world, terrifying to the extreme.

These people were all Saint Emperors and above.

This was the foundation of an Emperor Sect; the Demon Soul Holy Land only had one Half-Step Saint Monarch and five Saint Emperors.

But in the Taiji Hall, there were ten Half-Step Saint Monarchs alone, and fifty-seven Saint Emperor powerhouses, while the burly middle-aged man was even a Saint Monarch in the Early Stage.

With such strength, if not for their apprehension of the Extreme Yin Holy Land and the Nether God Holy Land behind it, they would have long since suppressed the Demon Soul Holy Land.

“No need for formalities!”

Wu Xingqiong said in a cold voice.

Soon, this group of people stood in three factions: one led by the burly middle-aged man, another led by a white-haired Old Ancestor (Wu Qianhe was in this group, clearly these were Wu Xingqiong’s people).

The third faction was a group of eighteen Saint Emperors led by two Half-Step Saint Monarchs.

Tsk~

Qian Duoduo found this scene amusing.

“Is this the distinguished guest?”

The burly middle-aged man glanced at Qian Duoduo, his brows furrowing.

He had not Cultivated pupil techniques, so he couldn’t discern the extraordinary nature of Qian Duoduo and A Hui.

And all the core Elders of the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect also looked at Qian Duoduo.

Facing the gaze of the strong individuals, Qian Duoduo sat in the Taiji Hall, calm and at ease.

He was joking; he had served Xu Qing for many years, and the pressure in the Taiji Hall, like the Heavenly Dao, was far more powerful than these people.

“I think he’s quite ordinary!”

The next moment, the burly middle-aged man sneered.

“Gu Xingkui!”

Upon hearing this, Wu Xingqiong roared immediately.

Although he knew Qian Duoduo had another motive, that half an Emperor Pill concerned the Old Ancestor’s Lifespan, and even the future of the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect. He dared not let Gu Xingkui offend Qian Duoduo.

But before Gu Xingkui could cause trouble, Qian Duoduo did.

A terrifying Quasi-Emperor pressure erupted from A Hui and slammed onto Gu Xingkui.

“Pfft!”

Gu Xingkui immediately bled all over the Taiji Hall, his entire body instantly sent flying, heavily crashing into a stone pillar in the Taiji Hall.

“Quasi-Emperor!!!”

At this moment, everyone in the Taiji Hall looked at A Hui in shock, seeing his aura soaring to the sky, three black Emperor Rings floating behind him, emanating terrifying power.

Wu Xingqiong was also shocked. Although he had known A Hui was a Quasi-Emperor, he hadn’t expected him to be a Three-Step Quasi-Emperor.

Such strength was enough to crush all forces in the Wuqian Territory.

“Sometimes, people can’t control their mouths, and they lose their lives!”

“Sect Master Wu, don’t you agree?”

Qian Duoduo glanced at the half-dead Gu Xingkui and asked with a smile.

“This…”

Wu Xingqiong didn’t know how to answer for a moment. After all, no matter how much he disagreed with Gu Xingkui, he couldn’t agree with Qian Duoduo’s words.

“Young friend, what you said is very true!”

Just as Wu Xingqiong was in an awkward situation, an old voice sounded from outside the Taiji Hall. Two Old Ancestors walked in.

Leading them was a stooped Old Ancestor, leaning on a withered wooden cane, each step laborious. A very strong decaying Qi circulated around him, completely unrestrained.

Following the Old Ancestor was a burly Old Ancestor with a very unpleasant expression.

“We pay our respects to Old Ancestor, and Old Ancestor Batian!”

The person who just spoke was the decaying Old Ancestor, and this person was the Old Ancestor of the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect, Wu Luo.

A Two-Step Quasi-Emperor, who had lived for five hundred and thirty eras, an ancient existence who had lived from the third era of the Near Ancient period until now.

“Presumably, this is Senior Wu Luo!”

Qian Duoduo’s tone was a bit more polite upon seeing the Old Ancestor, but only slightly.

“Insolent junior!”

The burly Old Ancestor named Old Ancestor Batian, after checking Gu Xingkui’s condition, his Face grew even uglier. Hearing Qian Duoduo’s words now, he took the opportunity to cause trouble.

“Heh! If you also had a Quasi-Emperor enforcer, you could also be arrogant!”

Qian Duoduo sneered.

“You…”

Gu Batian was furious but had nothing to say.

“The child merely spoke disrespectfully; there’s no need to be so heavy-handed, is there?”

Gu Batian said in a deep voice.

Qian Duoduo said unceremoniously, “I’m already giving your Sect Face. If this were outside, he would already be a dead man!”

Gu Batian heard this and stopped speaking, but his Face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

And all the core Elders of the Emperor Sect shrunk back. If it were anyone else, they would have verbally attacked a few times, but seeing A Hui, they could only give up.

All of this stemmed from a lack of strength.

Wu Xingqiong saw this and a look of unbearable sorrow flashed in his eyes.

However, looking at Qian Duoduo’s demeanor, he felt sad. A dignified Emperor Sect had fallen to this extent. Then his gaze fell upon Wu Luo.

The latter seemed to sense it and then looked at the core Elders.

“Retreat!”

Although Wu Luo’s Lifespan was nearing its end, his prestige was extremely high. With a single word, the Elders all bowed and left, leaving only Wu Luo, Wu Xingqiong, and Gu Batian on the scene.

Oh, and a coma Gu Xingkui lying in Gu Batian’s arms.

“Young friend! Let’s discuss the conditions!”

At this moment, Wu Luo had already taken the main seat.

“Submit to our clan!”

Boom!

These simple five words made the three people in the Taiji Hall shake violently. Gu Batian even erupted with a terrifying Qi.

Saint Monarch Perfection; no wonder Gu Xingkui was so arrogant.

“Young friend, what you just said is a bit too demanding! Our Ancient Martial Emperor Sect was founded in the ancient times and has existed for fifteen thousand one hundred thirty-two eras. Even if Wu Luo dies, he will not tarnish the prestige of our Ancestors!”

From ancient times until now, there have been two hundred and nine eras, with each era lasting twelve million nine hundred sixty thousand years. The Ancient Martial Emperor Sect has experienced nearly one hundred and fifty-two eras.

It can be said that most of the Emperor Sects on the Eternal Continent today have not existed as long as the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect.

“Is that so? That’s a bit of a pity!”

Qian Duoduo smiled, stood up, and prepared to leave. A Hui, though puzzled, also stood up.

“It’s understandable that your Sect wants to maintain the dignity of an Emperor Sect. It can only be said that it is the will of Heaven. Our clan has no destiny with your Sect, so I, Qian, can only choose someone else!”

“What a pity! What a pity…”

Qian Duoduo clasped his fist, then shook his head and sighed. His voice was not loud, but all three heard it, and their pupils simultaneously contracted.

Wu Luo and the other two, of course, understood the meaning of these words.

“Young friend, wait!”

Wu Luo disregarded his Face and quickly stood up to stop him.

He really wanted to use the Sect’s foundation to forcefully suppress Qian Duoduo and A Hui, but he considered that the two’s Origins were unknown. If doing so provoked an even more terrifying force, it would be tantamount to accelerating the Sect’s demise.

“Senior Wu Luo, what further instructions do you have?”

Qian Duoduo asked with a smile in his eyes, but a look of confusion on his Face.

“Young friend, let’s talk things over. This matter is of great importance, and I cannot make decisions on my own!”

Wu Luo said with a beaming smile.