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423: Chapter 433 Shifting the Blame Eastward! Lingxiao Jin Taiye!

After Great Emperor Wandu delivered his harsh threats, he did not linger for a moment. Taking the last remaining Saint death soldier with him, he transformed into a cloud of green poison mist and vanished into the wind and snow of the far north.

On the way back, the expression on Great Emperor Wandu's face was so gloomy it seemed capable of dripping water.

If one were to speak of true combat strength, he was confident he could firmly suppress Zhu Nanrong.

But unfortunately, the suppression from the Winter Abyss Formation was too terrifying. It had been set up by several ancient powerhouses working together and was the very Foundation upon which the entire Winter Abyss stood.

Fighting on someone else's home turf, he could not gain the slightest advantage.

Thinking of how his Sect of ten million years had been destroyed, the divine medicine for his Breakthrough stolen, and now that even his personal intervention had ended in failure, the rage in Great Emperor Wandu's chest burned wildly, yet he had nowhere to vent it.

If that group of damned Su Family brats just holed up in Winter Abyss like cowards, he really had no way to deal with them in the short term.

"Sect Master... I... I keep feeling like I've seen that group of people from just now somewhere before!"

Saint Wandu, who was following behind, suddenly stopped in his tracks, knitting his brows tightly as he struggled to recall something in his mind.

Although Great Emperor Wandu was agitated, he still patiently came to a halt.

"Found it!!"

Suddenly, Saint Wandu's pupils brightened, and he shouted excitedly. He hurriedly rummaged through his storage space, pulled out a golden Jade Slip, and handed it over with both hands.

"Sect Master, look! It's the [Heavenly Palace Execution Order] issued by the Lingxiao Alliance a few years ago! The villains wanted for bounty on it are exactly this group of people!!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, the gloom in Great Emperor Wandu's eyes was instantly swept away, replaced by surprise and fanaticism.

He snatched the bounty Jade Slip, his Divine Sense probing into it like a gale.

When he saw those familiar yet hateful faces of Su Hao, Su Mo, and others clearly imprinted on the Jade Slip's light screen.

Great Emperor Wandu's shoulders could no longer be restrained and began to tremble violently.

"Hehehe... Hahahahahaha!!!"

The wild laughter that shook the heavens echoed over the ice field. The laughter was filled with venomous madness, and even the falling snowflakes nearby were corroded into nothingness by the poison Qi within the laughter.

"Truly, the heavens do not wish for the destruction of my Myriad Poison Demon Sect! The heavens do not wish for my end!!!"

Great Emperor Wandu clutched the Execution Order tightly, turned his head with a sinister grin, and stared deeply in the direction of Winter Abyss.

"Zhu Nanrong, oh Zhu Nanrong! Do you think you can protect them just by hiding inside?"

"I want to see how you will harbor these damned brats when your Winter Abyss faces the wrath of this Emperor and the Lingxiao Alliance simultaneously!!"

...Meanwhile. In the central region of the Brilliant Star Domain, at the highest point of the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace.

This was an independent space floating above the Nine Heavens gale winds. The palace was built entirely from Innate immortal ores, with glazed tiles for roofs and white jade for steps. The Immortal Qi permeating the air was so dense it was almost turning into liquid.

In the deepest part of the great hall, a massive Spirit-Gathering Formation was slowly rotating.

At the eight positions of the Formation sat eight beautiful female cultivators of the Golden Immortal Realm, all possessing the Yuan Yin Body.

Their faces were pale, and they were gritting their teeth, struggling to support the Formation, continuously channeling their own purest Origin vitality into the center of the Formation.

And at the center of the Formation eye.

The supreme ruler of the Lingxiao Alliance, Old Master Jin, was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, greedily absorbing this vitality.

As one of the first top-tier experts in the Brilliant Star Domain to step into the Late Stage Great Emperor Realm, Old Master Jin could once be said to have covered the sky with one hand.

But now, the ruthless passage of time had carved deep marks upon his Physical Body and Divine Soul.

Not only had his cultivation reached its limit, unable to advance even a single step, but because his Lifespan was nearly exhausted, there were faint signs of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, and his Realm was beginning to regress.

Therefore, he could only use this extravagant method to forcibly maintain his Great Emperor Realm.

"Reporting to the Alliance Master."

A trusted aide of the Jin Family, a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, walked quickly into the hall and knelt on the ground, "Great Emperor Wandu from the southern Poisonous Miasma Mountains has sent a cross-domain communication request."

Old Master Jin slowly opened his murky old eyes, his brows slightly furrowed, his voice hoarse and dry: "Wandu? What does that brat who produces Lifespan-extending pills want with this old man? Connect it."

The aide immediately activated a communication water mirror.

In the water mirror, Great Emperor Wandu's gloomy face immediately appeared.

"Old Master Jin, I trust you have been well." Great Emperor Wandu greeted him with a fake smile.

"Wandu, wasn't your old nest uprooted by someone? How is it that you still have the leisure to look for this old man to catch up?" Old Master Jin mercilessly exposed his shortcomings, his tone carrying a hint of arrogance.

Great Emperor Wandu's eye twitched, but he suppressed his anger and said, "Old Master Jin's sources are indeed well-informed. However, I have come to you today to deliver a great gift. Aren't you always helpless against that group of madmen who provoked the majesty of the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace?"

"How so? Do you have their whereabouts?" A glint flashed in Old Master Jin's murky eyes.

"This group of people is currently hiding in Winter Abyss in the far north!!"

Great Emperor Wandu said through gritted teeth, "That Zhu Nanrong is relying on the protection of her Formation and refuses to release them. Old Master Jin, those are people specifically named by your Lingxiao Alliance; for Zhu Nanrong to harbor them like this, she clearly holds no regard for you, old man."

Old Master Jin naturally saw through this crude attempt at provocation.

But he didn't care.

As long as he could make an example of them to warn others and solidify the rule of the Lingxiao Alliance, he didn't mind being this blade!

"Winter Abyss? That little girl Zhu Nanrong?"

Old Master Jin sneered and slowly straightened his hunched body from the Spirit-Gathering Formation.

As he stood up, the eight female cultivators nearby, their Yuan Yin exhausted, instantly turned into withered bones and vanished into ashes.

And Old Master Jin's originally shriveled Physical Body instantly regained its vitality, and a terrifying pressure belonging to the Late Stage Great Emperor Realm swept across the entire Lingxiao Heavenly Palace with a boom!

"In the Brilliant Star Domain, my Lingxiao Alliance has dominated for a billion years!"

"Never has anyone dared to act recklessly before me. These few death-seeking brats deserve to be executed!"

Old Master Jin violently flicked his broad golden sleeves, his voice exploding in the great hall like Nine Heavens thunder:

"Pass on my Alliance Master Order!"

"Immediately summon all Great Emperors within the Alliance! Bring the Alliance-Suppressing Formation—[God-Slaying Heaven-Burning Formation]!"

"The army shall march to the far north! If that little girl Zhu Nanrong dares to offer even half a word of resistance, today, her Winter Abyss shall be leveled!"

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