The Legend of Qingpeng: Starting from the Costinus

Just when Li Qing and Chi Feng were immersed in tenderness and sweetness.

Inside the Holy Fire Sect, however, the atmosphere was solemn. A Nascent Soul and several Golden Core elders gathered together, brows furrowed.

At this time, on the sandbar, the Shadow Building spread like a plague.

The human race was originally gathering strength and had just regained peace not long ago, but due to the large-scale killings that broke out in the spiritual land, it fell into chaos again.

After a year of mediation by the Holy Fire Sect, there were finally signs of a cessation, and the chaos on the sandbar was slowly subsiding.

However, the sudden rise of the mysterious Shadow Tower has reignited the evil thoughts of the monks on Sandbank, which undoubtedly became one of the key factors in the many disasters.

This force makes many monks become unscrupulous. They will easily take people's lives just for a small reward, or hire someone to kill someone after making a grudge, without having to do it themselves.

Originally, the upper clan had hoped that they could manage the sandbar in an orderly manner, preferably to have peace and stability for a thousand years, to recuperate, and to train talents in preparation for the next war.

However, things went against one's wishes and the situation got increasingly out of control.

Faced with such chaos, these elders have considered taking tough measures to close the Shadow Building.

But every time someone tried to attack the building, one of the people involved would suddenly die, and the murderer would never be seen.

What’s even more shocking is that the dead person was actually a Jindan cultivator!

You know, this is not just as simple as the ordinary Qi Refining Stage or Foundation Building Stage.

Jindan cultivators are already the backbone and core force of this world. They are at a relatively high level and can be said to be truly powerful.

A person of such a level died suddenly and inexplicably. This strange situation frightened everyone. Who would dare to take the risk again?

Amid anxiety and confusion, the elders racked their brains but could not find a good solution to the problem.

As time went by, the chaos on the sandbar intensified, making them feel more and more stressed.

How can we break this deadlock? How can we eradicate the cancer of Shadow Tower and restore peace to Shazhou?

"How about talking to Yanjian Sect? Invite a sword immortal?" One of the middle-aged men looked at everyone in silence and couldn't help but break the deadlock and put forward his own opinion.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was met with a chorus of rebuttals.

"Ask the sect for help? How could you even think of that!" someone shouted angrily.

"Yes, now that our sect has an entire continent as its foundation, I wonder how much manpower, material resources, and financial resources have been spent to smooth out various relationships!" another person echoed.

“But now, such a chaotic situation has emerged in just three years. If we anger the upper sect because of this, they only need to say a word and someone will come to replace us. By then, all our previous efforts will be in vain!” said the old man in white robe with a serious face.

Facing the accusations of the crowd, the middle-aged man did not back down, but immediately retorted: "Since we cannot seek help from the upper sect, then in your opinion, how should we solve the current predicament?"

“If we fail to properly handle the chaos on the sandbar and allow it to continue to deteriorate, once the clan leader is alerted, the consequences will be disastrous.

By then, not only will we lose the sandbar, but we may also be punished more severely.”

The others listened to the argument between the two in silence, feeling increasingly heavy-hearted.

After hearing the middle-aged man's question, the old man in white robe opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally chose to remain silent and just sighed heavily.

Boom boom boom!

Amid the noise and bustle, two deep, powerful knocking sounds were suddenly heard.

The sound was like thunder, piercing the sky, deafening the ears, and instantly drowning out all the noise around.

The knocking sound was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart, making their heartbeat faster and their breathing quicken.

In just a moment, the originally lively scene became silent. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look upwards at the same time.

There sat a burly, red-haired man wearing a tattered battle robe and emitting a powerful aura.

He didn't say a word from beginning to end, but at this moment he became the focus of the whole audience.

His eagle-like sharp eyes scanned the crowd below, and no one dared to look him in the eye.

"We must not leave the Shadow Tower alone any longer. Otherwise, how can we convince the people and explain to the Sword Sect? With Shazhou in such a mess, how can we settle down and work hard to grow stronger?"

Pei Yan spoke in a low and powerful voice, his voice as loud as a bell, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

"The Ascension Platform has been destroyed. The future of the human race is bleak. The upper sect strictly prohibits large-scale killings. We need to conserve our energy and wait for a thousand years. The Shadow Tower is undoubtedly digging its own grave!"

"Early tomorrow morning, I will personally go to the Shadow Tower to find out what's going on. I'm sure there must be a Yuanying-stage Taoist behind the Shadow Tower, but if they don't give me the slightest bit of face and refuse to back down, don't blame me for fighting them!"

Pei Yan's words revealed an extremely firm belief and strong self-confidence.

Hearing this, a hint of joy that was barely noticeable flashed across the eyes of the several Jindan elders around them.

They secretly rejoiced in their hearts that they had finally received this statement from the Grand Elder.

In fact, the heated debate just now was nothing more than a show performed for Pei Yan.

Because everyone knew that under the current circumstances, only the only Nascent Soul cultivator in the sect could stabilize the situation and calm the storm.

As for these Jindan elders, how could they have the courage and qualifications to issue orders to the Supreme Elder?

Moreover, the Grand Elder had shown extraordinary bravery and fearlessness during the war between the two tribes. It was precisely because of this that he was appreciated and respected by the higher-ups, and the issue of the ownership of the sandbar was resolved so smoothly.

However, in that fierce and brutal battle, the Supreme Elder inevitably suffered some injuries.

And now whenever something happens they have to ask the Supreme Elder who is recuperating from his injuries to personally lead the fight. Wouldn't that make them seem incompetent and useless?

After the relevant regulations were formulated, several Jindan stage cultivators filed out and dispersed.

Each of them conveyed instructions to their disciples through communication magic weapons and began to prepare and deploy work, waiting to destroy the Shadow Towers built in various towns and cities in one fell swoop tomorrow.