I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

Lu Xiaodie's realm has been greatly improved since she obtained Ye Chongren's heart.

In addition to obtaining some of the authority of Shura Dao, her current realm has reached the sixth level of half-step dominance.

The two rushed towards the fierce wilderness.

Ye Chongren’s first target is the Ximen imperial family!

At this time, Ximen Jie happened to set out from the Beast Emperor Palace.

"Everyone, listen up! If we capture Ye Chongren this time, the Divine Punishment Mysterious Art will belong to our Ximen Imperial Clan. With the Divine Punishment Mysterious Art, we will surely become a super-powerful existence that surpasses the Imperial Clan and rivals the three great divine kingdoms!"

After Ximen Jie finished speaking, the eyes of the disciples of the Ximen Imperial Clan below lit up.

After all, the Divine Punishment Mysterious Art is exclusive to the Kingdom of God. Even in the Kingdom of God, only a very small number of core disciples can practice it, and it must not be leaked in the slightest.

Otherwise, they will face the punishment from the entire kingdom of God.

And now, Ye Chongren actually possesses a mysterious skill of divine punishment. How can people not be envious of him?

Originally, Ximen Jie wanted to send Ximen Xue, but after thinking about it, he decided that it would be better for him to do this kind of work himself.

Therefore, Ximen Xue was left in the Beast Emperor Palace.

He himself led all the protectors except the ninth-level half-step master.

"Cousin, wait for me to come back. When I get back the Divine Punishment Mysterious Art, you will be the first hero!" Ximen Jie patted Ximen Xue's shoulder and said with a smile.

Although Ximen Xue was a little unhappy, she still greeted him with a smile: "Brother, I dare not take credit for what you said."

"Haha... let's go!" Ximen Jie laughed loudly and immediately led the team to set off.

Ximen Xue looked at the figures of the people leaving, and his expression suddenly returned to normal.

Then, Ximen Qing said in a low voice from behind Ximen Xue: "It was clearly your plan, but in the end the credit was taken away by him. It's really despicable!"

"He was about to give up before. I just can't understand why the Emperor Clan would send all these people here, and let them be the ones giving orders. Are all the elders of the Di Clan confused?"

Ximen Qing said the last few words with gritted teeth. He hated Ximen Jie.

At the same time, I am also grateful to Ximen Xue.

"Shut up!" Ximen Xue scolded in a low voice, and continued: "You don't understand, no matter how useless he is, he is still a core member of the main branch of the Ximen Imperial Clan!"

"But you too..."

"I'm not... I have blood, but no status!" At this point, Ximen Xue's eyes flashed with unwillingness and faint anger.

The imperial family is like this, and what divides people of low status is bloodline and status.

No matter how dissolute and useless Ximen Jie was, he still held Ximen Xue's head tightly.

"But... I really can't accept that he took away the credit for nothing. Look at his face, it makes me want to bite him!" Ximen Qing continued.

"Hmph... If he wants to make a contribution, let him go. Just don't risk his life there!"

Ximen Xue said this in her heart.

Although he had previously felt that Ye Chongren would indeed suffer a serious blow, they could reap the benefits.

But after saying it, I thought about it carefully and felt that something was wrong.

I always feel that this person won't be defeated so easily.

……

And far away in the city where the Seven Killing Sect is located.

In a dark place, an old man suddenly frowned.

"How is it possible...Shi Potian's nameplate is cracked!" The old man looked at a wooden token in his hand, which was covered with dense cracks.

"It's not broken, which means he's not really dead. The life chain and the main body necklace have become like this now. Even if he's not dead, he's probably almost dead."

"But who on earth could possess such power as an Eighth-Level Half-Step Lord? A mid-level loser wouldn't be possible. Could it be someone from one of the Four Imperial Clans or the Three Divine Kingdoms?"

He immediately stood up, took a step out, and came to Jiang Qisha's room.

"Uncle Jiang..." Jiang Qisha stood up and called out respectfully when he saw the person coming.