My filial piety will never change

Bai Chong looked around at these powerful enemies. They were like hungry wolves, with red light in their eyes, as if they were about to pounce on them and eat them up in the next moment.

Something is wrong, so wrong.

In the past few days, in addition to mobilizing the elites within the sect, he also sought help from some allies, but 90% of those allies refused in person, and the remaining 10% were vague, saying that it depends on the situation.

In desperation, he went to the Holy Son, but the three guardians around him said that the Holy Son was in seclusion and unable to personally mediate the dispute. They said they would issue a warning to Qiankun Palace in the Holy Son's name, asking them to refrain from causing any disturbance and, ideally, to avoid any loss of life. However, this warning was not made public. He didn't even know if it had been issued.

In other words, the Holy Son tacitly allowed the Qiankun Palace to exert pressure and provoke, and the so-called warning was just a pretense.

A very bad idea emerged in Bai Zhong's mind: someone hoped that the four great immortal clans would be completely unified, and would start with the weakest Divine Sword Clan.

After taking a deep breath, he remembered the reminder from his ancestor Shen Qingyang and said, "How about this? Let's give the Divine Sword Sect a few more days to think it over. After all, this matter concerns the future of the entire sect."

Seeing Bai Zhong's attitude soften, Lin Zhenkan's tone also softened. "It's not that I won't give you time, but the situation is urgent. If the demons from outside the domain attack tomorrow, and we can't unite, won't we become a pile of scattered sand?"

Bai Zhong was so angry that he almost gasped. If the demons from outside the domain really attacked, even if Qiankun Palace didn't put pressure on them, the four great immortal clans would have no choice but to cooperate. Why make it so complicated? To put it bluntly, they were just going to force their way into defeating the Divine Sword Sect.

"It is not easy for demons from outside the domain to enter the Holy Land, so there is no need to worry. Five days, five days later, I will definitely give Qiankun Palace a satisfactory answer."

Bai Zhongqinghong's changing expressions made the people in Qiankun Palace even more proud.

"Master Bai, I do have a small suggestion." It was Lin Qi, the young master of Qiankun Palace, who stepped forward to speak. He spoke softly, looking like a good old man. "Although Su Xin and I are engaged, we've barely spoken. This isn't conducive to a deeper relationship. So, I'd like to invite Su Xin to stay at Qiankun Palace for a while so she can familiarize herself with the environment. If you agree, Qiankun Palace can leave immediately and not disturb us any further."

These words were Lin Zhenkan's signal. It seemed like he was pretending to retreat, but in fact he was making further advances. As long as Shen Suxin was in his hands, the Divine Sword Sect would have no room to resist.

Bai Zhong knew this, so he remained calm and said, "Su Xin went out for something a few days ago and hasn't returned yet. I can try to contact her, but it's hard to say when she'll be back."

Lin Zhenkan had lost his patience. "In ten breaths, if I don't see Shen Suxin or you don't agree, don't blame me for being rude."

The verbal confrontation was fruitless, so it was time for a battle of combat power.

Ten breaths passed quickly, Lin Zhenkan roared, and turned into a stream of light and rushed straight towards Bai Zhong.

Bai Zhong went forward with gritted teeth.

Suddenly, the waves sparkled and spiritual energy filled the air.

The monks brought by Lin Zhenkan also rushed towards the Divine Sword Sect.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

Including Lin Zhenkan and external aid, there are a total of six True Immortals in Qiankun Palace, and this is after removing Bingying.

The Divine Sword Sect, including Bai Chong, only had two True Immortals. He himself was restrained by Lin Zhenkan, and the remaining elder had to face the siege of five True Immortals. He was completely no match for them.

The number of elites within the sect is indeed greater than that brought by the Qiankun Palace, but the gap between the top combat powers has already determined the direction of this battle.

However, in just half a minute, Bai Chong was forced to retreat back into the barrier with his men under pressure and became a coward.

Lin Zhenkan stood in mid-air and snorted, "Brother Bai, it's a wise idea to rely on this sect protection formation to buy time, but look at this!"

An octagonal object appeared in Lin Zhenkan's hand, emitting a mysterious light.

Bai Zhong's face changed drastically: "The relic of the old saint, the nemesis of formations, the 'Divine Breaking Mirror', how did you get this thing!"

Before the other party could answer, he received a new message: The Son of God ordered that the entrance to the holy land be closed for a month, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

In other words, the outside reinforcements Bai Zhong hoped for were no longer possible. All the men he could muster from the Holy Domain were already here. Originally, relying on the sect's protective formation and internal resources could hold out for a while, but now the enemy possessed the Holy Son's relic, the Divine Breaking Mirror, and the combined power of six or seven True Immortals. The sect's protective formation might not even hold out for half an hour. By then, the Divine Sword Sect would completely lose its home-field advantage, and only defeat awaited them.

Bai Zhong finally confirmed that this action wasn't just the Qiankun Palace's own actions, but also had the support of the Holy Son. This was truly too much.

The God-Breaking Mirror was summoned. Lin Zhenkan no longer needed to explain anything. He threw the mirror out and prepared to activate it.

"The Divine Sword Sect has stood in the Holy Land for tens of thousands of years. How can you youngsters easily take it down?"

A thunder-like sound rang out, and before the aftermath had faded, the giant sword on the top of the Divine Sword Mountain turned into a stream of light and stabbed towards Lin Zhenkan.

Ding!

Lin Zhenkan used the God-Breaking Mirror to resist and kept retreating. A figure appeared, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and exerted force to knock Lin Zhenkan away.

When everyone saw the person coming, they all stared.

The ancestor of the Divine Sword Sect, Shen Qingyang!

The Great Elder Xuan Cheng of Qiankun Hall took a deep breath. "His spirit and aura are extraordinary. He doesn't look like someone nearing the end of his life. His cultivation is also close to his peak. Can he really reverse his destiny?"

The appearance of Shen Qingyang boosted the morale of the Divine Sword Sect, and they all started shouting.

Shen Qingyang looked around at the enemy, his old eyes fixed: "As long as I am alive, the Divine Sword Sect will never be bullied! Whoever dares to come will die!"

Along with the spread of the sound waves came the invisible sharp sword energy, and all those below the level of True Immortal retreated in fear.

"Hahaha!" Another burst of laughter spread. "Old friend, old friend, why bother with the juniors? Since you are in good health, why don't you play with me!"

A burly old man came riding on the black wind, with a smile on his face.

The ancestor of Qiankun Palace is extremely barbaric!

Chapter 114 Being treated like a monkey

Shen Qingyang was not surprised by Manji's arrival. This was a matter concerning the overall situation of the four great immortal clans. How could his ancestor not show up?

"Brother Man, we haven't seen each other for decades. It's not good to kill someone when we meet." Shen Qingyang stroked his beard and smiled faintly.

Manji waved his hand and said, "If Brother Shen is afraid of death, then cooperate with me. I promise not to hurt any of your disciples."

Shen Qingyang said, "I have grown up to this age and have let go of everything. The only thing I haven't let go of is my bones. I'm afraid I can't do what Brother Man wishes."

"Hahaha~~" Manji laughed loudly, "Come on then!"

boom!

A battle between the two giants of the Holy Land, Man Ji and Shen Qingyang, was inevitable. The slightest collision would cause the earth to shake.

The two were equally strong, and it was hard to tell who would win. The fight grew farther and farther apart, until they vanished from everyone's sight.

This is a good thing for Qiankun Palace. Without Shen Qingyang, the Divine Sword Sect has returned to its original situation.

Lin Zhenkan held up the broken magic mirror and smiled sternly: "Brother Bai, the fate of the Divine Sword Sect is already determined, accept it!"

The God-Breaking Mirror shone brightly, condensing into a beam of light that was about to hit the Divine Sword Sect's protective formation.

But suddenly, invisible silk threads fell from the sky, covering the group of people from Qiankun Palace like a spider web.

No one below the level of True Immortal noticed it, and above the level of True Immortal, only Xuan Cheng and Lin Zhenkan noticed it.

Lin Zhenkan suddenly felt a sense of alarm in his heart, realizing that if he continued to put all his strength and mind into activating the God-Breaking Mirror, it would definitely be dangerous.

In an instant, Lin Zhenkan forced himself to stop working, used his spiritual power to protect his body, and threw out a curtain to protect others.

But he was still a step too late.

"Pfft~~"

"Ah~~"

Hundreds of immortal monks were killed or injured in the sneak attack by the invisible silk thread, and only three were lucky enough to escape.

Even two True Immortals were injured.

"Who is it!" Lin Zhenkan could hardly suppress the anger on his face as he looked for the traitor.

Shengying and Qingmeng also looked innocent and looked around blankly.

"Father, the True Immortals standing in the front row can basically be ruled out. The traitor is hiding among the Immortal Realm cultivators."

Lin Qi was not injured thanks to his life-saving magic weapon. He sensed the general direction of the source of the fluctuation at that moment, but could not locate the murderer.

Great Elder Xuancheng said, "These Immortal Realm cultivators are all carefully selected trusted followers, and the method they used just now was very strange. At least in the Holy Land, I have never seen it before."

The answer was clear, and they fixed their sights on Shengying, Qingmeng, and Bingying. The only thing they didn't understand was these three outsiders.

Shengying Yin Yang said, "You all won't doubt me, will you? I am only a cultivator in the Yuhua realm, and my sneak attack just now was more powerful than that of an ordinary True Immortal."

Qing Meng agreed and said, "Yes. It's impossible for me, I can only reach the eighth level of the Celestial Realm."

Now, the most likely person became Bingying. She was not standing in the front row just now, but hiding in the second echelon as a slacker. In addition, she is a true fairyland, so the possibility of her being an insider reached 90%.

Puppet Bingying's face was expressionless. "Xuanyuan Nation still needs your support. I have no reason to do this."

Bingying was recruited by Elder Xuancheng. If she was truly a traitor, he would be ashamed of his ancestors. He couldn't help but say, "National Master, there's really no reason for him to do this. Besides, the method he used just now doesn't seem to be something that Xuanyuan Nation would use."

Sheng Ying said seriously, "Perhaps a demon from outside the domain has infiltrated, intending to take advantage of the opportunity to inflict damage on both Qiankun Palace and the Divine Sword Sect, so that they can reap the benefits."

When they heard the words "foreign demons", the crowd began to panic.

Bai Zhong, the leader of the Divine Sword Sect, laughed within the protective formation, saying, "Brother Lin, things are so strange. If Qiankun Palace insists on coming, not only will they not be able to please anyone, but they will also suffer a great loss. I suggest that we call it a day today! lest we harm ourselves and others!"

This time, it was Lin Zhenkan's turn to blush. He had been full of confidence this time, but he hadn't expected someone to play tricks on him. He didn't know who the traitors were, or how many there were. If he continued his rash attack, he would suffer a great loss.

But if they retreat today, their momentum will also decline. On the contrary, the Divine Sword Sect will get a respite, and it will also give other forces some confidence. After a few rounds of this, it will become a luxury to take it down again.

"Amitabha, I have a breath-seeking bowl. I can use the remaining breath to find the person who caused the trouble. I can help Mr. Lin."

A large bald man came flying over, wielding a Zen staff. The monk was about sixty years old, of medium build, and dressed in a cassock. He had a kind face and a compassionate expression. He dropped the golden bowl in his hand, gathering the energy from before.

"Golden Cicada Buddhist Temple! Master Wuyu!"

Seeing the newcomer, there was another wave of excitement. Master Wu Yu was one of the three great masters of the Golden Cicada Buddhist Monastery and the abbot. He was renowned in the Holy Land.

Qing Meng's beautiful face turned solemn, and she whispered to Sheng Ying, "It was this bald donkey who led the team to destroy my clan and cursed my mother."

Shengying said: "Keep calm. Follow my instructions."

"Ah."

...

Lin Zhenkan seemed to have known Wuyu would come, and he showed a relieved expression, "Then I'll have to trouble Master Wuyu."

Everyone then realized that the Golden Cicada Buddhist Temple was also involved in this operation. No wonder Qiankun Palace was so determined to capture it. The Divine Sword Sect was finally doomed.

The golden bowl is quickly collecting the remaining energy, and it is only a matter of time to lock down the traitor.

At this moment, Bingying pointed her finger, and white light shot out from the golden bowl, interrupting it. "Don't look for it anymore, I am the traitor."

Great Elder Xuan Cheng's face suddenly became uglier than pig liver. He had just spoken for her, but now his attitude had turned around, making him want to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

A group of True Immortals immediately surrounded Bingying.

Xuan Cheng asked angrily: "Why are you doing this?"

Bingying said, "Because I can't stand seeing so many of you bullying the Divine Sword Sect, I want to enforce justice on your behalf!"

Xuan Cheng spat, "Bah! You're even sacrificing your own people from Xuanyuan Country, and you're talking about enforcing justice here. Once I capture you, I'll find plenty of ways to get to the truth!"

No one was angrier than Xuan Cheng. He wished he could tear Bingying into pieces right now. He roared and turned into a stream of light, rushing straight towards Bingying.

Bingying didn't dodge or evade, but went forward to meet the attack. When the two sides were about to make contact, a bright red light appeared on her body.

This is a sign of self-destruction.

Xuan Cheng immediately withdrew, and the others also retreated. They thought it was a True Immortal-level self-detonation, and the power must be strong.

boom!

The ice tassel turned into powder, but its power was not as strong as that of a transcendent monk.

Xuan Cheng grabbed a piece of debris from the air, his eyes wide open, "Puppet!"

Lin Zhenkan reacted the fastest and shouted, "Master Wuyu, quickly find the traitor!"

Wu Yu understood and activated the golden bowl again.

"Oh, no need to look for him. But don't act rashly. He will be cut into slices as long as I think about it." Sheng Ying's voice came, attracting everyone's attention.

She and Qingmeng had captured Young Master Lin Qi without knowing when.

Lin Qi was entangled by the Zhanxuan silk and could not move.

Everyone's jaws dropped in shock. They were really being made a fool of!

Chapter 115 Are you ready to be saved?

Xuan Cheng's old eyes widened, "She is actually your puppet!"

Not to mention the suspension ride, Lin Zhenkan and others were also extremely puzzled.

Bingying is a True Immortal, so why has she become a puppet of Yin Yang Valley? Why did they come to this sacred area on their own initiative? Is it related to the Divine Sword Sect? Or is there some mysterious force behind this?

The strangest thing is that no matter how one perceives, Shengying's cultivation is only at the ninth level of Yuhua. How could he be capable of carrying out the sneak attack just now?

It is not logical for Lin Qi to be captured. Although he is only at the ninth level of the Immortal Realm, he has always been cautious and has his own magic weapon to protect him. How could he be captured so easily?