Feng Ling's expression was gloomy. She quickly walked into the room and looked up. There was a bloody fellow lying on the bed. He was no longer human. His charred clothes stuck to his body like a piece of charred wood. If it wasn't for the slight fluctuations in his chest, he wouldn't have been able to tell that he was alive.

Seeing this, Feng Ling couldn't help but be shocked. She couldn't help but cover her nose, her eyes revealing disgust. The smell of burnt meat was too unpleasant. Liefa Sect Foundation Establishment Elder Liu Lang leaned over to the bedside and whispered, "Sect Master, Young Master Feng is here!"

Yun Chongzi's chest suddenly relaxed, and his lips buzzed, "Mm … Let's go out first … I have something to say to Feng Shaofeng!"

Liu Lang's eyes flashed with suspicion. Yun Chongzi was hit by Chu Jun's Explosive Spear. Seeing that he was going to die, he should look for himself if he wanted to explain the aftermath. How could he force someone to invite Young Master Feng over and even talk to him alone?

Although Liu Lang was puzzled, he still helplessly left the room and closed the door. Feng Ling also guessed that Yun Chongzi must have something secret to tell her, so she ignored the unpleasant smell of burnt paste and walked to the bedside and said, "Young Master Yun Chongzi, I'm here. If you have anything to say, just say it!"

Yun Chongzi's charred lips moved as he weakly said, "Young Master Feng, I have a secret to tell you!"

Feng Ling's eyes lit up and she hurriedly asked, "What secret?"

Yun Chongzi's eyes had already been blinded by the high heat of the flowing fire. His eyelids were all glued together, and blisters of all sizes appeared on his face. He looked extremely disgusting. "Chu … Chu Jun has … the Nine Dragons Tripod Emblem in his hand!" He whispered, as if he wanted to laugh.

Feng Ling's eyes suddenly opened wide and she anxiously asked, "Is this true?"

"Absolutely true. Your subordinates … can use nearly a hundred lives of the Lie Fa Sect to guarantee it!" Yun Chongzi said intermittently.

What this lowly person cares about is not how many people are happy, but how many people are painful. At the same time, he enjoys the happiness brought to him by other people's pain. Yun Chongzi was obviously a lowly person. He knew that he would undoubtedly die. However, he was unwilling. He wanted Chu Jun, and even the entire Zhengtian Sect, to be buried with him. Once the news of Chu Jun possessing the Li Dragon Cauldron Emblem spread, he and the Zhengtian Sect behind him would immediately become targets. It was only a matter of time before the sect was destroyed. Hence, Yun Chongzi forced his disciple to invite Feng Ling over, wanting to harm others before he died.

Killing intent flashed in Feng Ling's eyes as she quietly asked, "Who else knows about this?"

"No … no, only this sect knows!" Yun Chongzi said with difficulty.

Yun Chongzi thought that Feng Ling might kill people and silence them, so he didn't even tell the elders of the sect about this matter, so as to avoid causing a calamity of killing himself. The Feng Clan knew that they would definitely find a way to obtain the Li Dragon Cauldron Emblem from Chu Jun afterwards. In that case, the rumors would sooner or later leak out. At that time, the Heavenly Sect would face the coveting of various forces, and it would only be a matter of time before the sect was destroyed.

"Yun Chongzi, you did a good job. This young master will avenge you and help you build the Liefa Sect. Take good care of your injuries!" Feng Ling gracefully smiled, but her face was filled with cold killing intent.

Yun Chongzi's heart relaxed. His face twitched as if he was laughing. Suddenly, he thought, "Oh right, I still want to tell you about Chu Jun and Yu Zhenzi. Hehe, Chu Jun, even if I die, I won't let you be happy … Hiss!"

Just as Yun Chongzi was about to speak, his body suddenly tensed up. His throat let out a sizzling sound, and his sticky eyelids were actually forcefully broken by him. His deathly white eyes were covered with blood. Feng Ling quickly jumped backwards, took out a handkerchief and wiped the dagger in her hand. She glanced at the inhumane corpse on the bed, turned around and walked out of the room. She indifferently said, "Only the dead can keep a secret!"

Tielang Peak was enveloped by a solid defensive formation, and the yellow light illuminated the surroundings of Tielang Peak.

He He Mujian 's face was ashen. The flying sword continuously bombarded the defensive light shield. The other two golden cores were also working together to bombard the same spot. This grand mountain protection formation had a very vulgar name, called the Tortoise Formation. Its defense was extremely strong. Even Nascent Soul stage cultivators would have to spend a little effort to break it. It would probably take a little more than half a day for a Golden Core stage cultivator to reach this level. Although the Tortoise Formation's defense was strong, it had a fatal weakness. Once the formation was activated, the people outside couldn't enter, and the people inside couldn't leave either. They could only watch helplessly as the enemies outside broke through the formation and retracted their heads.

The three Golden Core warriors had already bombarded the formation for nearly half an hour. The defensive formation was still as stable as a rock, and the three of them were as tired as dogs. More and more people gathered in the distance and whispered to each other. He He Mujian was furious in his heart. He thought that it would be easy to defeat this small faction that didn't know the heavens and earth. He didn't expect that there would be a turtle formation on Tielang Peak. If he had known it, he wouldn't have been so flamboyant.

He He Mujian was arrogant and arrogant, and his aura clouds surged all the way here. His original intention was to attract more people to watch him destroy the might of the Zhengtian Sect. In the end, he was called over, but what he was looking at was not self-prestige, but embarrassment. The three golden cores were so tired that they were like dogs that they still couldn't knock off their turtle shells after knocking on them for more than half a day. The buzzing sounds of discussion were as ear-piercing as needles. He He Mujian only felt his ears burning. He wished that he could destroy the tortoise formation with a single sword strike and kill all the men on the Iron Nut Peak. All the women were stripped naked, chained around their necks, and pulled back like dogs to sell.

"Martial Uncles, step aside!" He He Mujian gritted his teeth and shouted.

Although the two Jindan beside him were Martial Uncles, However, He He Mujian was an outstanding disciple of the third generation, The celebrity beside the Sect Leader was usually polite to both his fellow disciples and uncles. As time passed, He He Mujian developed a habit of being arrogant. Apart from a few respected old fellows at the party, he never paid attention to anyone else, even shouting at Uncle Shi.

When the two golden cores saw He He Mujian take out a talisman that emitted intense energy fluctuations, their faces couldn't help but change slightly as they hurriedly flew into the sky. He He Mujian held the talisman in his hand and sneered, "Let's see how hard your turtle shell is!"

Outside the Iron Policy Hall, Zhao Yu and the others looked up at the sky with solemn expressions.

"Eh? Did they retreat?" Xi'er couldn't help but ask when she saw that the three fellows who had been knocking for more than half an hour had stopped.

Li Xiangjun's expression became even more solemn. She shook her head and said, "I'm afraid it's not … not good!"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and some of them even sat on the ground in horror.

"Watch this daddy smash your turtle shell!" He Mu Jian Ling stood high up in the sky, sneering proudly as he waved the talisman in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, nine muddy yellow mountains rose out of thin air and fell towards the defensive light shield below!

"Holy shit, it's Earth Element Level 4 Talisman Jedi Level 9. The Tortoise Formation is going to be finished!" Someone from the cultivators watching from afar cried out in alarm.

The level of talismans was divided according to the level of magic techniques. The magic techniques of the Spirit Condensation Stage were level 1 magic techniques, such as the Thunder Explosion Technique. The power of a Foundation Establishment stage spell was a rank 2 spell, such as the Berserk Lightning Blade. The power of the Golden Core Stage was a level 3 spell, such as Lightning Breaking through the Sky. The power of the Nascent Soul stage was a level four spell. He He Mujian 's talisman was a fourth-level talisman that contained a fourth-level Earth Element technique, the Ninth Layer of the Jedi. This level four talisman was specifically given to He He Mujian by the Primordial Chaos Pavilion Master, the Primordial Chaos Demon, to protect his life. Now, it was used to smash the "turtle shell".

Boom! BOOM!

Nine loud explosions rang out in succession, and the light of the mountain protection array shone out. It shook violently, and countless cracks finally appeared.

He He Mujian was overjoyed. He laughed wildly and shouted, "Those who offend our Chaos Pavilion will be executed!" The flying sword in his hand slashed towards the defensive light shield that was already riddled with holes and sore. The other two Golden Core warriors also attacked at the same time.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The tortoise formation shattered under the bombardment of three Golden Core warriors.

"Haha, kill all these ants!" He He Mujian swung his sword arrogantly and took the lead in pouncing towards the mountain peak, his Spiritual Energy surging.

"Woo!" With a sharp howl, a white shadow pounced on him like lightning, and its sharp claws reached out to grab his throat.

He He Mujian was shocked, and a solid earth shield quickly formed in front of him!

Hiss! It was as if a steel knife had scratched the bottom of a pot, and the earth shield had been cut in half by the sharp claws of the Snow Jade Fragrance Ghost Fox. He He Mujian retreated in shock. The two Golden Core warriors behind him also stopped their charge when they saw this and looked at the little white fox floating in the air in shock.

"Peak level four spirit beast?" The three of them blurted out at the same time, their eyes revealing a trace of fear. A peak fourth grade spirit beast's strength was equivalent to a late Gold Core stage spirit beast!

A girl in a green dress floated up, her long sleeves fluttering like a fairy in the mortal world. He He Mujian 's heart trembled, and even the two middle-aged uncles beside him were stunned.

Zhao Yuling stood in the void with a cold face. At this moment, Yan Shui's blurry eyes were somewhat sharp. The Snow Jade Fragrance Yin Fox rumbled and leapt into her embrace. She pricked up her ears and stared at Xu Mujian and the others with disdain in her eyes.

He He Mujian was intimidated by Zhao Yu's suffocating beauty and temperament, and he stood there in a daze.

At this moment, a distant cultivator flew into the sky and arrived in front of him in an instant. Zhao Yu's heart couldn't help but feel a little heavy. The person who came was also a Golden Core cultivator, and it was obvious that they were from the other party's group.

He He Mujian finally came to his senses and said, "Why is Martial Uncle Duan here?"

That Martial Uncle Duan glanced at Zhao Yu who was holding the Snow Fox and couldn't help but be shocked. He was secretly shocked, "This young girl's appearance and temperament is peerless, and she has already entered the Golden Core Stage at a young age. She can't be the granddaughter of that old monster, right? Hmm, very likely. Otherwise, how could that old ghost Liu Suifeng intercede?"

Martial Uncle Duan's lips twitched a few times, and He He Mujian and the other two golden cores immediately frowned.

He He Mujian took a deep look at Zhao Yu and revealed a trace of unwillingness on his face. He angrily said, "Let's go!" After saying that, he turned around and flew away.

In the blink of an eye, the four of them left without a trace.

The onlookers couldn't help but look at each other. The good show had only just begun, and it had always been aggressive. The side that was determined to obtain it had instead left in a dejected manner.

A light flashed in Zhao Yu's mind, and he had already guessed eighty to ninety percent. Yan Shui's blurry eyes swept across the surrounding cultivators in the distance, then he turned around and floated back to the peak.

The cultivators looked at Tie Lang Feng with a trace of reverence, but they were more puzzled!

The Heavenly Sect, an unknown sect, began to enter the line of sight of the major powers.