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This old man was dressed in a thick fur short coat and trousers. The fur was soft and thick, closely fitting his body. The bottoms of his trousers were neatly tucked into a pair of heavy leather boots.

He wore a triangular hat with a slightly downward-sloping brim. The edge of the hat was decorated with a circle of exquisite silk thread embroidery, the workmanship delicate and intricate, each stitch and thread outlining a totem symbolizing strength and courage.

He had a broad, round face with high, prominent cheekbones. The goatee beneath his chin swayed gently in the breeze.

But the most impressive feature was his eyes.

These eyes were like those of a gray wolf, filled with fierce and cunning light.

"A man from the Black Dragon Kingdom!"

The crowd recognized his origins instantly upon seeing the old man's unique attire.

Especially since this person's aura was incomparably powerful, a palpable pressure permeating the air. Without a doubt, he was definitely a Third-Rank expert!

The appearance of a Third-Rank martial artist was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing a great uproar, causing the heads of the three major sects to look sideways.

A Yina stood up abruptly.

Her understanding of this old man was several times greater than that of others.

This person was the chieftain of a tribe in the Black Dragon Kingdom that she had mentioned to Liang Jin, a capable general under Tu Xie Wang, and the biological father of Hu Yan Di—Hu Yan Xian!

At this moment, Hu Yan Xian was tightly holding a decaying corpse in his arms, which was the body of his son, Hu Yan Di.

Hu Yan Xian's face was as ferocious as a demon, his face filled with endless hatred and anger, like a volcano about to erupt.

In particular, the fierce and violent aura emanating from him was like a surging undercurrent, causing everyone present to be terrified.

"Speak!"

Hu Yan Xian's voice was like thunder, echoing through the valley:

"Who killed my son?"

"Otherwise, no one will leave here alive!"

At this moment, Ming Cangwu slowly stood up.

He had a seemingly calm smile on his face and said:

"Chieftain Hu Yan, please calm down for the time being."

"Now that the heads of the three major sects are all here, we might as well discuss it first—"

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Hu Yan Xian's angry roar.

Hu Yan Xian said in a deep, angry voice:

"Shut up!"

"Nothing is more important than finding the murderer who killed my son!"

Ming Cangwu frowned secretly. Although there was anger in his heart, he could only suppress it for the sake of the overall situation.

Seeing this, Bai Qiuying sneered and said sarcastically:

"Ming Cangwu, you invited a wolf into the house. I'm afraid you'll end up suffering the consequences."

"This Western Desert is our Western Desert. How can we allow outsiders to interfere at will?"

Ming Cangwu smiled slightly. At this moment, he was not flustered. He continued to sit down leisurely and drink tea, as if everything was under control.

The Dharma King of the Immeasurable Bright King Sect still sat on the lotus platform like a statue, his eyes closed, chanting scriptures, as if he was deaf to the noise around him.

Hu Yan Xian's fierce gaze slowly shifted to Bai Qiuying, and he said fiercely:

"You seem to be the most arrogant here!"

"Could it be that you killed my son?"

Bai Qiuying was too lazy to talk nonsense with the people of the Black Dragon Kingdom. With a wave of her hand, she said resolutely:

"Nonsense."

"Let's go!"

"I said, no one is allowed to leave!"

But how could the people of the Great Snow Mountain Sect pay attention to him? They walked towards the outside of the valley on their own.

Seeing this, Hu Yan Xian's eyes were filled with murderous intent, like a real blade.

He slowly placed his son's body gently on the ground.

Then, his whole person was like a starving wolf, rushing towards Bai Qiuying, roaring angrily:

"Die!"

This rush was fierce, as if he wanted to tear everything in front of him to pieces.

Bai Qiuying's eyes were also filled with raging anger, and she shouted loudly:

"Form the formation!"

With her order, the surrounding peak masters, palace masters, and a group of elite disciples immediately understood and quickly cooperated with her to form a large formation.

This formation was the Snow Flower Formation, which was famous in the Jianghu.

With the completion of the formation, a powerful force surged within the formation, as if countless ice and snow were condensing, making people frightened.

Even Hu Yan Xian couldn't help but feel fear and stopped abruptly.

He stared at Bai Qiuying with his wolf-like eyes and said coldly:

"Do you want to bully the few with the many?"

"Don't think that you are the only ones with a large number of people!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Yan Xian raised his head and let out a long howl that shook the valley.

Along with this long howl, figures flew down from the high ground of the valley like ghosts.

Judging from the lightness of these people's qinggong, it could be seen that they were by no means ordinary experts.

These people were all dressed as Black Dragon Kingdom warriors. They held various weapons, which shone with a cold light in the sunlight, quickly and neatly guarding Hu Yan Xian's side.

Moreover, they were numerous. Roughly counting, there were at least a hundred people!

In today's Jianghu, not everyone can easily pull out a team of hundreds of experts.

"My tribe's warriors are best at charging into formations!"

"Today, I will kill you all!"

With an order from Hu Yan Xian, like a mad beast, he immediately led a group of Black Dragon Kingdom warriors and rushed towards the Snow Flower Formation of the Great Snow Mountain Sect like a tide.

The two sides instantly fought together, the battle was extremely tragic, and many people were splattered with blood as soon as they came into contact.

The group of experts led by Hu Yan Xian were all extremely fierce, like a group of hungry wolves, putting great pressure on the Great Snow Mountain Sect.

At this time, Cang Du and a group of Jishi Factory's followers were also in the formation, cooperating with the Great Snow Mountain Sect to fight against the enemy.

While fighting with the enemy, Cang Du keenly observed the surrounding situation.

The good news was that the people of the Star Demon Sea did not act rashly.

They did not cooperate with Hu Yan Xian to attack the Great Snow Mountain Sect together, as if they were waiting for something.

The bad news was that the people of the Immeasurable Bright King Sect did not move either.

The Immeasurable Dharma King still sat quietly on the lotus platform, chanting scriptures with his eyes closed, as if the fighting outside had nothing to do with him.

This made Cang Du anxious and couldn't help but shout loudly:

"Immeasurable Dharma King!"

"If the Great Snow Mountain Sect is defeated, how will the Immeasurable Bright King Sect protect itself in the face of the Star Demon Sea and the Black Dragon Empire?"

Cang Du's shout clearly spread throughout the audience.

However, the Immeasurable Dharma King remained as stable as Mount Tai, without the slightest response.

At this moment, an old voice slowly sounded:

"Lord Cang, there's no need to shout."

"The Dharma King has reached an agreement with the Star Demon Sea and will not help you."

Along with this voice, Cang Du quickly turned his head to look and saw an old figure slowly walking out of the big hole in the abandoned mausoleum.

This person was actually the Bull Head Bright King.

Cang Du was shocked when he heard the words of the Bull Head Bright King.

If this was the case, wouldn't the Great Snow Mountain Sect face a three-sided siege today?

In such a situation, defeat was inevitable!

At this time, the Bull Head Bright King waved his hand.

Then, a shocking scene appeared.

Among the Immeasurable Bright King Sect, at least half of the disciples quickly gathered around the Bull Head Bright King, and even the Horse Head Bright King stood beside the Bull Head Bright King.

The Immeasurable Dharma King, who had been sitting on the lotus platform, finally spoke slowly:

"Amitabha."

"Bull Head Bright King, are you so eager to ascend to the position of Dharma King?"

"Can't you wait a few more years, until this old monk passes away, and then rightfully assume the position of Dharma King?"

The Bull Head Bright King snorted coldly:

"If we wait a few more years, I'm afraid you'll sell the Immeasurable Bright King Sect to the Black Dragon Kingdom!"

"Immeasurable Dharma King, have you forgotten the grand aspirations of the Immeasurable Bright King Sect?"

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized that the Immeasurable Bright King Sect had already fallen into division.

Half of the people stood on the side of the Immeasurable Dharma King, while the other half stood on the side of the Bull-Headed Bright King.

Indeed.

Only to hear the Immeasurable Dharma King sigh deeply:

"The Ancient Elephant Kingdom can no longer be restored, why must you be so persistent?"

"If we can get the help of the Black Dragon Kingdom, we may still have hope for the revival of our sect."

The Bull-Headed Dharma King snorted coldly again:

"But if we rely on the Black Dragon Kingdom, it will be even more difficult for our Immeasurable Bright King Sect to continue."

"The Black Dragon Kingdom has its own state religion, and now there is the Star Demon Sea, where will the Immeasurable Bright King Sect have a foothold?"

The two sides argued fiercely, and it seemed that neither could persuade the other in the end.

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Then, there is only one last path left.

Especially at this tense moment, the two sides are destined to reach this point.

Immediately.

Only to see the Immeasurable Dharma King turn his head and say to Ming Cangwu:

"Sect Leader Ming, this old monk will first deal with some family matters of this sect."

"I hope you will not interfere in the internal disputes of my Immeasurable Bright King Sect."

Ming Cangwu nodded, considering it a guarantee.

Although he was inclined to help the Immeasurable Dharma King solve the Bull-Headed Bright King, he also knew that now was definitely not the time to go against the Immeasurable Dharma King's wishes.

Only to see the Immeasurable Dharma King slowly rise from the lotus platform, his expression solemn, and said:

"Bull-Headed Bright King, this dispute is between you and me, do not let the disciples of the sect kill each other, increasing unnecessary casualties."

The Bull-Headed Bright King also slowly stepped forward, chanted a Buddha's name in a low voice, and replied:

"This humble monk has the same intention."

With a wave of their hands, their respective disciples dispersed, forming a wide space around them.

Then, only to see the two slowly approach, their steps steady and firm, until they were almost less than a meter apart.

Subsequently, the two suddenly exerted their power.

"Bang!!!!!"

The ground suddenly trembled violently, as if it had suffered a small earthquake.

Only to see their feet as if they were deeply rooted in the earth, motionless, like two towering mountains.

The martial arts of the Immeasurable Bright King Sect emphasize the power originating from the ground, the more stable they stand, the stronger their power will be.

Then, only to see the two raise their palms together, with the force of a thousand pounds, and bombard each other.

"Bang!"

With a dull loud noise, the palms of the two were tightly joined together.

In an instant, the robes of the two monks moved automatically without wind, their large sleeves bulging, and even their eyebrows and beards fluttered in the wind.

From the beginning, they directly launched a contest of internal force.

Competing in internal force is the simplest and most brutal way to determine victory or defeat.

This is purely a contest of whose internal strength is deeper, completely abandoning the exquisite moves and the influence of fighting will.

And this kind of competition is often particularly cruel, and a little carelessness can lead to serious injuries.

On the other side, the battle between the Great Snow Mountain Sect and Huyan Xian and his group was much more exciting.

Bai Qiuying is worthy of being the head of the Great Snow Mountain Sect, with both palm techniques and swordsmanship being superb. Once he starts fighting, it is as if he has attracted the cold wind and ice and snow of the entire snow mountain. The overflowing ice and snow chill freezes the surrounding air.

Huyan Xian is good at saber techniques and claw skills. His whole person is like a fierce beast, charging and rampaging through the crowd. Wherever he goes, the light of the saber flashes, the shadows of the claws are sharp, making people shudder.

The two sides not only engaged in fierce competition in forming and breaking formations, but also had desperate fights between individuals, as well as close cooperation between their subordinates and experts, and so on.

For a time, the two sides fought inextricably, and victory or defeat was unpredictable.

Seeing this scene, Cang Du decisively ordered his subordinates:

"Send two people, be sure to quickly transmit the situation here!"

Two Jinyiwei immediately accepted the order, their figures like lightning, and turned around to run towards the outside of the valley.

These two Jinyiwei were very skilled in lightness skills, running as silently as ghosts, as if their whole bodies were integrated with the shadows, making them difficult to detect.

But before the two could run a hundred steps, they suddenly seemed to have hit an invisible barrier, and their figures suddenly stopped.

The expressions on their faces instantly became extremely stiff, as if they had been cast with a petrification spell.

The next moment, a horrifying scene occurred.

The two Jinyiwei actually shattered into pieces in an instant, turning into countless pieces of corpses.

It was as if they had been cut into countless sharp blades in an instant.

Such a bizarre scene shocked many Jinyiwei, and endless fear surged in their hearts.

Cang Du's expression was stern, and he hurriedly grabbed a torch and threw it forward with force.

Taking advantage of the flickering firelight, it could be seen that there were some faint blood lines on the path that the two Jinyiwei had passed.

But upon closer inspection, these were not real blood lines!

But countless fine threads that were almost imperceptible to the naked eye crisscrossed, and the blood from the two Jinyiwei was stained on these threads, which presented the appearance of blood lines.

"It's the Golden Silkworm Silk of the Star Demon Sea!"

Cang Du couldn't help but be taken aback.

The golden silkworm silk is extremely thin, but it is extremely tough and sharp. Once the human body's flesh, blood, and bones hit the golden silkworm silk, they will be easily cut open like tofu.

Now, the exit of the valley has been firmly sealed with hundreds of golden silkworm silks, airtight.

The two Jinyiwei had just unknowingly slammed into this large net of interwoven golden silkworm silk, and were suddenly cut into countless pieces.

"Release the carrier pigeon!"

Cang Du decisively issued another order.

A Jinyiwei quickly opened the pigeon cage, tightly tied a note with a message on the pigeon's leg, and then threw the pigeon forcefully into the sky.

The carrier pigeon immediately spread its wings and flew high.

However, when the carrier pigeon flew to a height of less than twenty zhang, the tragedy was staged again.

The carrier pigeon also instantly turned into countless pieces, falling from the sky, like a bloody rain.

"The top of the valley has also been arranged with golden silkworm silk?!"

Seeing this scene, Cang Du couldn't help but gasp, and secretly exclaimed that it was not good.

The next moment, at the entrance of the valley, a gloomy man in black robes slowly appeared.

This person is actually the Right Demon Envoy Black Vulture of the Star Demon Sea!

Ming Cangwu sent him to get tea before, but he never returned.

It turned out that he had secretly used golden silkworm silk to completely seal the exit and top of the valley, setting up this deadly trap.

Only to see the Right Demon Envoy Black Vulture smile grimly at Cang Du, the strange patterns tattooed on his face twisted and wriggled with his smile, appearing particularly hideous and terrifying.

Then he slowly opened his mouth, only to see that his tongue was pierced with more than a dozen copper rings, shimmering with a strange light under the illumination of the firelight.

"Tonight, no one can leave!"

"Giggle giggle giggle giggle!"

The Right Demon Envoy Black Vulture let out a creepy sneer, the laughter echoing in the valley, like a curse from hell.

His face was full of madness, and his eyes were filled with boundless bloodlust, like a hungry beast, staring at the prey in front of him.

Cang Du stared coldly at the Right Demon Envoy Black Vulture, his face gloomy, and anger surged in his eyes.

He knew very well that there was no way to end this peacefully today.

Immediately, Cang Du's hand rested on the hilt of his saber.

The long saber is about to be unsheathed!