147: Chapter 147 One's actions remain unchanged, one's name remains unchanged.

In the end.

Xiao Yi let out a long sigh, leaning back against the chair, his voice hoarse and deep: "Tell me about your plan."

Zhao Heng smiled faintly, set down his wine cup, and spoke unhurriedly.

"Our plan is very simple."

"Inside this Xuantian Tower, there is a Golden Core Immortal Master from the Xuanyi Sect stationed here. We have already bribed the Disciples around him and placed soul confusing incense into his daily diet."

"soul confusing incense?"

Xiao Yi's pupils contracted slightly, his voice tinged with surprise.

"It is said that this thing can disturb the mind and erode the Primordial Spirit? You actually even have this thing?"

"That is only natural."

The smile on the corners of Zhao Heng's mouth deepened, and a trace of smugness flashed in his eyes, "My Blood God Sect has had its Legacy for a thousand years now; we still have a few treasures kept at the bottom of the box."

"Give you an inch and you take a mile."

Xiao Yi sneered.

"As far as I know, although that soul confusing incense has extraordinary effects, as long as the opponent exerts their full power and circulates their Spiritual Qi, they will be able to discover the abnormality within. What is the use of you going to such great lengths?"

Zhao Heng waved his hand, explaining unhurriedly.

"We naturally know this point."

"But Young Master Xiao can rest assured. This is the Longcheng Immortal Market; who would dare to cause trouble here? That Golden Core Immortal Master will not exert his full power without reason. We have been laying out the soul confusing incense for forty-eight days now, and it will be complete in just one more day."

A trace of surprise flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes.

"No wonder, you, a member of the Blood God Sect, would actually dare to show yourself in front of me."

Zhao Heng smiled, picked up his wine cup, took a sip, put it down, and said in a hoarse and flat voice: "Young Master Xiao, there are no permanent enemies in this world, only permanent interests."

"We each take what we need. You save your sister, and I destroy the Xuanyi Sect. Why not?"

Xiao Yi was silent for a moment, leaning back against the chair, picked up his wine cup, took a sip, and put it down.

His gaze fell on Zhao Heng's face, the coldness in his eyes remaining, but his tone softened a little: "There is still one last day left, so don't get cocky too soon."

Zhao Heng waved his hand, the smile on the corners of his mouth remaining, and spoke unhurriedly: "Rest assured, my Blood God Sect..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

The entire Xuantian Tower trembled violently.

The wine cups on the table jumped up, and wine spilled all over the table.

The night pearls on the walls shook, their light flickering uncertainly.

The clamor downstairs suddenly exploded; the sounds of breaking cups and plates, overturning tables and chairs, and the exclamations of Cultivators intertwined, creating chaos.

Immediately after.

A hoarse and cold voice came from outside the building, wrapped in the terrifying pressure of a Tier 3 Great Yao, exploding in the night sky like a thunderclap, causing the doors and windows to buzz, and even the runes on the walls lit up, desperately resisting the impact of that Demon Power.

"What Yao Race dares to act presumptuously in my Xuanyi Sect's territory!!!"

"Boom!"

"I do not change my name when I walk, nor my surname when I sit!"

"I am... the Protector Vanguard of Taiyue Mountain, Black Ape!!!"

"Gaga gaga!!!"

"Boom!"

The fierce might of a Tier 3 Great Yao was released without reservation, sweeping through the entire Xuantian Tower like a tidal wave.

The Cultivators inside the building turned pale, their legs trembling; some collapsed on the ground, some crawled under tables, and others scrambled toward the door.

The sounds of breaking cups and plates, overturning tables and chairs, crying, and screaming intertwined, and the entire Xuantian Tower became a mess.

In the private room, Zhao Heng's face instantly became ugly. The smug smile on the corner of his mouth had not yet fully unfolded before it froze on his face.

"How is this possible! Why at this time of all times!"

Xiao Yi's expression also changed, but he was much calmer than Zhao Heng.

He stood up, walked to the window, pushed it open, and looked out.

In the night sky.

A black figure hovered above Xuantian Tower.

It had a half-human, half-Yao body, wings spread behind its back, pupils as deep as an abyss, and it held a jet-black long halberd in its hand. Flames surged on the halberd blade, sizzling in the night wind.

"A Tier 3 Great Yao!"

"Have these Yao Race gone mad!!!"

Xiao Yi's pupils contracted slightly; he recognized that Yao crow at a glance.

"Why does he say his name is Black Ape? Isn't this Great Yao a crow?"

Half a year ago in front of the Secret Realm, Wu Li had single-handedly severely injured three Peak Foundation Establishment Elders of the Xuanyi Sect, and now he had even made a Breakthrough, advancing from half-step Tier 3 to a true Tier 3.

"Young Master, let's leave here first."

"That Yao is not coming for us; it looks like its target is Xuantian Tower," said the guard behind Xiao Yi.

In response.

Xiao Yi turned around and looked at Zhao Heng, "Your plan seems to have run into a little accident."

Zhao Heng's face was livid, his fists clenched so tightly they creaked.

He gritted his teeth, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "Damn it!!!"

He walked quickly to the window and looked out.

The crow hovered in mid-air, swung its long halberd, and a crimson flame shot out from the blade, slamming into the wall of Xuantian Tower.

The runes on the wall lit up, blocking the flames, but cracks had already spread like a spider web.

The Cultivators inside the building were even more panicked, crying and rushing out, causing countless stampedes.

Zhao Heng turned to look at Xiao Yi, his voice hurried: "Young Master Xiao, our business..."

Xiao Yi raised his hand to interrupt him, his voice as cold as ice shards: "Today is not the day for cooperation. You should solve the trouble in front of you first; we will discuss our business another day."

After speaking, he turned and walked toward the door.

The three people behind him followed quickly.

Zhao Heng stood in place, watching Xiao Yi's back disappear outside the door, his expression terrifyingly gloomy.

He turned and looked out the window.

The crow was still there; it swung its long halberd, and another flame slammed into Xuantian Tower, causing a large number of Cultivators to die.

Zhao Heng's fists creaked as he clenched them, gritting his teeth, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "Damn beast..."

"It was just a little bit away from dragging the Xiao Family into the water!"

...

Outside Xuantian Tower.

Wu Li hovered in mid-air, his blood-red pupils overlooking the chaotic crowd below.

In his right hand, he held the great flame dragon halberd, the flames on the blade surging, sizzling in the night wind.

He did not hesitate, swung his long halberd, and another crimson flame shot out from the blade, slamming into the wall of Xuantian Tower.

The runes on the wall had long since shattered by more than half, and this strike directly blasted through the wall; flames shot into the building, exploding into a wave of air.

Gravel splattered, dust filled the air, and screams rose one after another.

A second strike, a third strike, a fourth strike...

Wu Li swung his halberd four times in succession; four flames slammed into the four corners of Xuantian Tower, and the entire building began to tilt.

The Cultivators inside the building cried and rushed out, causing countless stampedes; blood stained the threshold red, and the Foundation Establishment Cultivators who stepped forward to try to stop Wu Li were directly reduced to ashes under Wu Li's casual strike.

"Help!"

"Run!"

"Yao Race attack!!!"

"Save me, save me!"

Screams rose one after another.

Wu Li did not look at them; his Blood Pupil opened silently, and scarlet light swept across the ground.

After determining the location, Wu Li picked up the great flame dragon halberd again and unleashed a powered-up strike at that spot.

"Boom!!!"

Terrifying Demon Power surged.

Fifty meters underground.

Wu Li's claws were like hooks, breaking through gravel, soil, and foundations, layer by layer; soon he reached deep underground.