Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1356 I Don’t Agree

Outside Changtian Gate, several leaders of small sects gathered together.

"What do we do now? Should we go in?"

Previously, they were blocked outside by the mountain protection formation. Although they were unhappy, they did not feel any real pressure.

The news of the ancient key came out of nowhere. It was obvious that someone was trying to destroy Changtianmen, but it was still unclear whether it existed or not.

But what does this have to do with them? A small sect like them can only follow the overall situation and join in the fun, not wanting to miss out on the benefits.

They were not in a position to lead the charge anyway, so they just sat outside the formation, making up the numbers. If anything really happened, they would have the Taixu Palace and other major sects at the front to handle it.

But now that the mountain protection formation has been withdrawn, they don’t know what to do and are in a dilemma.

"Everyone from Taixu Palace has been inside for a while and there hasn't been any noise. Everything should be fine, right?" someone said with a little trepidation.

"How can the Taixu Palace be the same as us?" another person objected. "They're superior to us in status, strength, everything. They've been fighting the Changtian Sect for so many years, and yet the Changtian Sect hasn't done anything to the Taixu Palace. What about us? Anyone can crush us with just a finger, right?"

"That doesn't mean..."

"Why not?" The timid man immediately retorted, "Just that pressure from before! I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but even thinking about it now makes me feel trembling. That person must be above the level of a Spirit Severing Realm. A Mahayana cultivator would be enough to crush us to death. What if he's still going through a tribulation..."

Everyone was silent.

It was a nice day, with clear skies, bright sunshine, birds singing and flowers blooming.

As a result, three people suddenly appeared in the sky, riding on flying swords and rushing towards the gate of Changtianmen Mountain.

Many people saw it, but didn't pay much attention, thinking it was another sect coming. Who could have imagined that the other party would stop in mid-air and challenge Changtian Sect to let them in?

The unobstructed sound like a huge bell made everyone look out to see which idiot was so idle, only to see that the mountain protection formation was really closed.

Before they could react, they saw a cloud of white rising up in front of them.

Immediately afterwards, the pressure dropped suddenly.

The flying figure in white instantly fell to the ground, unable to move. Everyone's heart instantly beat like a drum, their body tensed up, and they fell to the ground involuntarily, with only their own heavy breathing in their ears.

I don’t know how long it will take before I look up again.

There was no longer any mountain protection formation outside Changtian Gate. It was just wide open, without even a Taoist boy guarding the gate.

But who would dare to even think about going in? Even the group from Taixu Palace took a long time to rest before packing up and going in. The dozens of people looked mighty, but it was clear they were lacking courage and were just trying to hold on.

After Taixu Palace, several major clans also brought people in one after another. None of them were stopped, and there was no subsequent movement, but no one came out either.

What happened?

Curiosity is like having claws, scratching and scratching in your heart, making you feel restless.

"I previously heard rumors that Changtianmen had ancient cultivators, but I didn't believe them," someone else sighed. "The world is truly far from what we perceive. Everyone, I'm not going to get involved in this anymore. Let's say goodbye."

The man bowed and was about to leave, but was stopped.

"Oh, no!" They had originally hoped to rely on numbers to give them courage, and now that there were fewer people, there was no way they could make it. "We didn't intend to get involved, and we can't get involved either."

Whatever they had thought before, they now understood the world anew.

I had thought that the highest level of cultivation was no more than the Divine Spirit, and that those of us at the Golden Core and Nascent Soul levels still had room to catch up. But today, this guy was completely defeated the moment they met him, unable to move. What was there to chase after?

The gap is so big that there is no thought of catching up.

"I don't think that person is the murderer," someone else said, "and he might not be from Changtian Sect either. Otherwise, why would he call for the gate to open?"

"That makes sense." Someone immediately agreed. "If he really wanted to, we'd all be dead by now, so there's no chance for us to talk. In that case...why don't we go in and take a look?"

"You are crazy!" The person who wanted to leave tried to leave, but was held tightly by several arms.

"Let's just watch and do nothing." Everyone urged, "Just watch, they can't do anything to us, right?"

"Yes, yes. Let the disciples retreat first. We'll watch from a distance. Aren't you curious about that person's cultivation level?"

"Yeah, that ancient guy... He's quite impressive just thinking about it. I wonder what he likes. Do we have a chance to please him?"

"And that secret realm key? Does Changtian Gate really exist? Anyway, if we miss today, we'll have no chance to find out later. With something so big happening right before our eyes, we just need to go in and take a look..."

"You are crazy! Really crazy!" Those who wanted to leave were pulled back and couldn't, and their hearts began to relax a little.

Who is that monk who is obviously more powerful than them?

How did Changtianmen become friends with him? Do they have a chance...

While several people were arguing, in the meeting room of the leader of Changtian Sect, a monk in a white robe and a tall crown slammed the table and stood up.

"I disagree!"

Feeling the gaze from above, he realized that the person sitting there today was not Cheng Kong. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly changed his tone and bowed.

"Your Excellency, please forgive me. The Chaos Pearl is truly the greatest treasure of our realm and cannot be given away lightly. Especially to such an ignorant and unmannered child!"

As he spoke, his gaze turned to Lin Fan and Antonio, who were sitting in the front row, as still as a mountain.

I don’t know what these guys from Changtianmen are thinking, they are really too unruly!

When the people from Taixu Palace arrived, Yin Ze had already finished telling about his past relationship with Lin Fan and the others on Yuehua Star.

The white-robed monk saw that the seat where the head of the sect should be sat was occupied by an unfamiliar middle-aged man. Judging from his clothes and appearance, he must be the powerful man who had intimidated them.

Strength is respected, and it’s no big deal for Chengkong to give up his seat to such a big shot.

What he didn't understand was that there were two unfamiliar faces sitting on both sides of the upper seat.

A servant wearing a short shirt with frayed edges and with messy hair, who looked like a cleaning boy dragged from somewhere, was tilting his head and squinting his eyes, as if he was dozing off.

The other one hadn't opened his eyes, his face sullen, his arms folded across his chest, looking unpleasant and distant. I'd never seen him before, either, and had no idea what kind of person he was.

And Chengkong and his group of normally arrogant guys were actually sitting below the dozing man, each of them looking so well-behaved as a young disciple who had just entered the immortal sect.

Lin Fan, however, was even more unruly, sitting opposite her master, the head of a sect. According to the hierarchy, the elders from Lichuan, who should be her uncles, sat below her. It was simply...

And that red-haired guy, he can't even sit properly, with one foot slouched on the chair... Hmm? Red-haired? Didn't the Youye Sect say they couldn't come? Could it be that legendary elder?

If that's the case, then Lin Fan shouldn't sit above him...

The white-robed monk was filled with anger at the sight of them, and cursed in his heart that the people from Changtian Sect were so old that they looked like dogs.

But no matter how much he thought or cursed, the leader of Taixu Palace was no fool. Seeing that no one was trying to stop him from entering, he left his disciples behind him outside the door and walked in quietly.

He had wanted to move forward and sit below the red-haired man, but when Yinze looked up, his body involuntarily sat down at the very end of the Changtian Gate, not daring to move.

The conversation continued despite the arrival of new people. Lin Fan and Antonio recounted the ancient situation, with Yin Ze occasionally adding to the story.

Chengkong listened quietly, occasionally asking questions about words he had never heard before. The ancient situation gradually unfolded before everyone in the conference room.

The white-robed man observed the calm expressions of the Changtianmen and thought they must have known about the situation long ago. Lingzhen Pavilion hadn't lied to them; the Changtianmen indeed possessed the ancient key. He was playing the innocent game, haha!

It was not until the Chaos Orb was mentioned that its extraordinary properties finally caused the first wave of commotion.

When the white-robed monk learned that such a miraculous magic weapon was going to be given to Lin Fan, he finally exploded with anger.

That's the Chaos Pearl that can create a world! Why is it being given to Lin Fan? To Changtianmen?

No! We can't let Changtianmen continue to gain power!

Otherwise, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky for them to stretch the Tianmen down!

When I woke up today, it suddenly became cold.

Just like when summer suddenly gets hot, it's exactly what I expected.

There were constant reports of rain, but it never came. But the weather was getting cooler.

If it gets any hotter, I think it's too abnormal.

I hope the warm weather can last a little longer and winter won’t come too soon.

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