Train to Another World.

Chapter 339 It’s over
"Oh, there are other experts?" Li Zhuoguang looked over and found that it was Master Dong. He lost interest for a moment. Even someone like Li Zhuoguang would not bother to bully an old man who was so weak that he would not live for many days.

Minister Sun turned a deaf ear to them and just pinched the chins of the eight men, lifting them up one by one, looking for the one with the fattest head and the biggest ears. The fat head is not easy to deform after being pickled, and it will remain the same after many years. In this way, if it is placed in front of the tablets of the eldest and second sons, they can look at it for a few more years.

Unfortunately, these eight people were all masters of their respective sects, with elegant looks, and none of them were fat or big-eared. This disappointed Minister Sun.

"Dongliang, this is all because of me, just kill me to vent your anger." Dong Shangshu struggled to get up and walked to the side of Sun Shangshu. The civil servants around him wanted to stop him, but he waved them away.

"You? You won't live long like this, how can you be compared to an immortal? Also, in the court, call me Minister Sun." As he said this, Minister Sun cut his palm with a knife and covered his face with his hand: "I guess you are thinking about revenge too? Revenge!"

As Minister Sun finished speaking, some figures appeared in front of him. The strongest one walked towards Minister Sun, but was pushed back by him.

Sun Shangshu showed a puzzled look and shouted again: "Protect the royal family!"

More figures appeared beside him. He looked around but didn't see the face he wanted to see.

He dispersed his secret technique again, and after thinking for a long time, he finally sighed and said, "Protect my sister!"

A tall figure who looked somewhat similar to Minister Sun appeared beside him. He held a shield in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, looking very heroic. He looked at Minister Sun in confusion, and Minister Sun nodded at him.

The figure walked towards Sun Shangshu and gradually merged into his body. With a sharp movement of the knife, a huge head flew up into the sky.

The rest of the people were shocked. Even though the Taoists were caught, they never thought that someone would dare to kill them. When they saw that someone was really dead, they immediately panicked and threatened and begged for mercy.

Seeing that Sun Shangshu really took action, Master Dong closed his eyes in pain, but he immediately knelt down in front of Po Jun: "Of the ten major sects in the world, Yan only occupies two. If all these people die today, then Dashun will be the enemy of all practitioners!"

Pojun scratched his head and looked at Li Zhuoguang. If there is something you don’t understand, just ask your superior. The superior will always have a solution.

Li Zhuoguang looked at Master Dong and said, "You said that your Dong family is a prominent family, right?"

Master Dong didn't understand but answered honestly, "Yes."

"I think their number is not as large as the ghost clan back then, but I am in charge and will do a losing business. As long as you nod, I will go and kill the Dong family. Even if the revenge of the ghost clan's genocide back then is even, I will let these people go."

Grand Tutor Dong was stunned and subconsciously looked back. There were quite a few people from the Dong family in the palace, and they all looked at Grand Tutor Dong with pleading expressions on their faces.

Master Dong turned back in a daze, caught in a dilemma.

Li Zhuoguang didn't have time to wait for him: "I'll count to five. One, two, three..."

Master Dong just stood there in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking. When Li Zhuoguang finished counting, he did not nod. All the members of the Dong clan present breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Zhuoguang waved his hand, and Pojun drew his long sword and walked towards the men. Master Dong stopped Pojun again and asked, "How many heads can my head be worth?"

Li Zhuoguang replied: "One."

Upon hearing this, Grand Tutor Dong took off his official hat and kowtowed to the emperor and Minister Sun. Minister Sun was unwilling to accept it, so he stepped aside. The emperor looked reluctant, but he didn't say anything. Grand Tutor Dong looked at the remaining seven Taoists and said, "I am willing to exchange my head for the Taoist priests of Yuhua Palace to return safely."

Yuhua Palace is the most powerful sect that came this time.

But unexpectedly, Li Zhuoguang waved his hand and said, "You misunderstood. The one I mentioned is your head, which is worth a ghost's head. But I advise you not to exchange it. After all, a head alone is meaningless. Do you want to consider my suggestion again?"

Minister Dong was now completely desperate.

Li Zhuoguang waved his hand, and Pojun chopped off all the Taoists' heads without waiting for them to beg for mercy. Then, he wanted to tie the heads around his waist.

But just as she stretched out her hand, she was stopped by Minister Sun, who said righteously: "You have never pickled a head before, and your skills are very poor. I will keep it for you first, and you can come back to get it when I am done pickling it."

Pojun nodded in confusion.

Li Zhuoguang looked at Master Dong and shook his head: "You said you love Dashun, I believe you. You may really love it, but there are too many trade-offs involved.

Look at the following people with the surname Dong. And think about where the people with the surname Sun are now.
Your noble spirit is not to be wasted unjustly."

Upon hearing this, Grand Tutor Dong was struck by lightning. He struggled to get up and walked through the hall tremblingly, even dropping his official hat on the ground and forgetting to pick it up. No one came to help him wherever he passed, including the Dong family members.

Just let him walk out of the hall trembling like this.

Li Zhuoguang pointed at the headless corpses on the ground and asked the emperor, "How strong are they in their respective sects?"

The emperor replied: "They are all elders from various sects, and their cultivation is extremely high."

"I thought that by showing my strength, I would avoid trouble, but I didn't expect that trouble would still come to me."

Hearing what Li Zhuoguang said, the emperor could only smile awkwardly.

"Since they think it's an illusion, I'll make something that's easy to verify so they know whether it's an illusion or not." Li Zhuoguang looked at the emperor and asked, "Among the eight sects that came today, which one is the closest? Do you have a map?"

The emperor probably guessed what Li Zhuoguang wanted to do, but he still excitedly took out the map. The night before his father passed away, he pulled him in front of him and told him a lot. How could he not know how his brother's family died? It was that Dashun was not strong enough, otherwise he would have cut down the mountains and destroyed the temples long ago.

Of course he was very happy to have someone willing to do it for him this time.

Without Grand Tutor Dong present, no one dared to speak at this moment. They could only watch as the emperor had someone bring a map, and then happily introduced the geographical locations of various sects to that person.

Then the short and strong man took out a ball of what looked like burning coal from his pocket and threw it out of the hall. Once the coal was out of the hall, it grew in the wind and turned into a huge monster with wings on its back, sharp teeth and claws, and flames on its body, and flew away.

After the banquet ended that day, everyone was in a state of unrest. A few days later, news came that the Dengtian Temple had been wiped out and the mountain gate had been burned to the ground.

(End of this chapter)