Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 219 The Convening of the Top Meeting of the Extraordinary People World
“Zhang Huaiyi forced his way into the Tang Clan and was eventually killed by me on the mountain. His body is now next to me. What do you think your Celestial Master's Mansion plans to do? Should you take the body back, or simply return it to its roots?”

Chen Feng gave a brief account of the whole incident and expressed his own views.

There's not much to say, just telling the truth.

He understood Zhang Zhiwei's temperament, and the two had some friendship. It wasn't worth it for Zhang to clash with him over something so unreasonable.

Good heavens, your junior brother was one of the Thirty-Six Thieves of the Jia Shen Rebellion, and now he has even forcibly broken into the Tang Clan. Under these circumstances, killing you would be the only acceptable course of action.

To put it bluntly, Zhang Huaiyi deserved to die for his actions.

Moreover, the Tang Clan is now in no way inferior to the Celestial Master's Mansion in any aspect.

After a long silence, the calm voice of Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei came out.

"Alright, I still have to thank Brother Chen this time. He left my good-for-nothing junior brother with a complete body. I know about his situation. He died without any loss. Hmm, I will take people to Tang Sect tomorrow to retrieve the body. After that, I'm afraid I will still have to trouble my friends in Tang Sect."

However, Chen Feng still sensed the extraordinary inner emotions of this exceptional individual, clearly indicating that Zhang Huaiyi's death had had a significant impact on him.

All of this was expected. Chen Feng nodded, said nothing more, and then hung up the phone.

But at that moment, on the other side, Yang Lie had also just hung up a phone call, his expression somber, and he took the initiative to explain.

"It's all connected to Director Zhao's phone. I guess the news about Zhang Huaiyi has already spread outside. This guy made a special call to inquire about the situation."

"After I told him the details, this fat man insisted on coming to see the situation in person, and also told me that he wanted to take advantage of your time in this country to hold a high-level meeting of the superhuman community."

"I heard they're preparing to convene the Ten Elders to discuss various matters, and the location has been chosen near our Tang Clan. They're up to no good. Besides, you don't know, but in recent years, this Fatty Zhao has been looking for an opportunity to abolish our Tang Clan's large-scale mechanisms. He's already talked to me several times."

Now, thanks to Chen Feng's intervention and cooperation with the higher-ups, the Tang Clan is developing at a very rapid pace.

Over the decades, the sect has produced many skilled disciples, and its overseas ventures, in particular, have developed more smoothly thanks to Chen Feng's strength.

There are nearly twenty skilled fighters in the domestic arena alone, not to mention those abroad.

The Tang Clan overseas carried out assassination missions. There were many skilled members there, all of whom were elites and highly proficient in killing techniques.

It's fair to say that the Tang Clan is the number one force in the overseas underworld today.

There's no one the Tang Clan can't kill if they want to...

Under these circumstances, it's hard for the company not to be wary of the Tang Clan. After decades of cooperation, they know all too well how formidable the Tang Clan's assassination capabilities are, especially considering Chen Feng is a top-tier expert who successfully assassinated the Emperor...

Chen Feng let out a soft breath and rubbed his temples: "If the other party is pushing too hard, then let's concede some of our interests. As long as the Tang Clan is not touched domestically, everything is negotiable."

"The large machinery has kept the core technology and discarded everything else. So, Fatty Zhao can rest assured. There's no way around it, that's just how it is. If I were in his shoes, I would worry about these things too."

The Tang Clan is, after all, a sect that kills people, unlike the orthodox Taoist sects like Wudang and Longhu.

It's normal for someone to be feared when they become powerful.

However, there is at least a decades-long foundation of cooperation, and there are quite a few Tang Clan members in Na Du Tong, some of whom even hold important positions.

Under such circumstances, Zhao Fangxu certainly wouldn't go too far.

Meanwhile, at Longhu Mountain.

In the lobby, Zhang Zhiwei, with a somber expression, hung up the phone, his hand suddenly trembling.

Not far in front of him, Zhang Lingyu, who was cultivating, raised his head and asked curiously:
"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Upon hearing the question from his youngest disciple, Zhang Zhiwei smiled to ease the seriousness on his face, his tone as gentle as ever.

"Well, it's nothing serious, just some old chores to take care of tomorrow. Sigh, things are never that simple..."

Zhang Zhiwei was originally very confident in Zhang Huaiyi's strength; there was almost no one in the world who could defeat his junior brother.

Even if a dozen or so masters from the Quanxing Sect rushed at him, Zhang Huaiyi would still have a chance to escape.

But Zhang Zhiwei never expected that his junior brother would dare to go to that person from the Tang Clan.

Zhang Zhiwei and Chen Feng had some acquaintance, and their relationship could even be considered quite close.

Ever since the end of the great war between the righteous and the demonic forces, Zhang Zhiwei has been amazed by Chen Feng's strength.

After being unrivaled among his peers for so many years, he has finally found someone who is his equal.

In the decades that followed, the two had several exchanges and sparred, and were generally evenly matched, but neither of them went all out.

Sigh, as the third strongest fighter in the world, why did you have to go after Chen Feng, who is among the top two? It's truly unpredictable.

With these thoughts in mind, Zhang Zhiwei walked to the backyard, arrived at the door of a room, knocked twice, and went inside.

In the center of the room, an elderly man with all four limbs disabled sat in a chair, resting with his eyes closed. He was Zhang Zhiwei's junior apprentice, Tian Jinzhong.

Noticing his senior brother's arrival, Tian Jinzhong opened his slightly ruby-like eyes and asked, "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

After a moment of silence, Zhang Zhiwei finally spoke: "Junior brother, Huaiyi is dead."

"How can it be!?"

The moment the words left his mouth, Tian Jinzhong's eyes widened in disbelief. As the person who knew Huaiyi best, he knew just how powerful his junior brother was.

Even without the Qi Source Flow, his Thunder Technique and Golden Light Mantra are enough to make him stronger than anyone else.

If Huaiyi had been by my side back then, no one could have hurt me, and I wouldn't be in this situation today.

Such a powerful junior brother Huaiyi was killed just like that.

Seeing Tian Jinzhong's silent and sorrowful appearance, the old master sighed and recounted the whole story.

Due to the War of Resistance against Japan, only the three of them remained of their original generation of fellow students.

Because of this relationship, the three of them shared a deep bond.

As a result, one became one of the thirty-six bandits in the Jia Shen Rebellion, and the other became a cripple with all four limbs crippled.

It can be said that among the disciples of the venerable Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing, only Zhang Zhiwei truly grew up and did not go astray.

Looking at Tian Jinzhong, who was agitated and even somewhat distraught, Zhang Zhiwei sighed, walked to his side, and patted him on the shoulder.

"In Jinzhong, life and death are predestined. Take it easy. I will personally go and bring Huaiyi's body back to Longhu Mountain later."

After saying these words, even someone as strong as Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but feel melancholy.

"I am truly filled with remorse. If I had found Huaiyi sooner, none of this would have happened. But the thing I regret most is that one time. If I had known, I would have hardened my heart and killed Wugensheng directly, and then so many bad things would not have happened afterward."

Back then, because of the Sany incident, all factions gathered at Longhu Mountain.

At that time, Zhang Zhiwei had the idea of ​​taking this opportunity to slap Wugensheng to death.

Unfortunately, Zhang Jingqing stopped him later. If he had been more decisive at the time, there wouldn't have been this sworn brotherhood, and his junior brother from Jinzhong wouldn't have had his limbs crippled...

"Wugensheng, if I ever have the chance to see him again, I will kill him the very next time!!" ...

The Tang Clan of Sichuan.

On the mountain, in the main hall.

It was early morning, the golden sun was rising, reflecting off the clouds on the horizon, and a cool autumn breeze was blowing.

Tang Miaoxing walked to the front of the hall, knocked on the red paulownia wood door, and bowed respectfully.

"Master, the Celestial Master has arrived."

After saying this, he led the Celestial Master and one of his disciples, Rong Shan, into the main hall.

In the center of the hall, a coffin was placed there, containing the body of Zhang Huaiyi.

Chen Feng and Yang Lie were drinking tea in the main seats when they saw Zhang Zhiwei arrive and immediately stood up to greet him.

The Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion is the leader of the Zhengyi sect. According to common sense, everyone should show him respect.

It's fair to say that Zhang Zhiwei could be considered a leader of the Taoist sect in this day and age.

Yang Lie spoke first, gesturing to the corpse on the ground.

"Master, you should already know the general situation of the whole matter. I originally wanted to spare his life, but Zhang Huaiyi's strength was too great. In the end, I had no choice but to use my Tang Clan's ultimate technique, Dan Shi."

"As for the effects of Dan Shi, the Celestial Master must have heard about them. Those who are affected will die, and there is no one who can save them. Moreover, it is extremely painful. In the end, the only way to reduce the pain is to take their life with a hand stab."

Zhang Zhiwei stared at Zhang Huaiyi's body in the coffin and nodded.

"I know, yes, I know."

He had regained his composure and accepted the reality of his junior brother's death.

Turning to Chen Feng beside him, he smiled and said, "Brother Chen, your skill is indeed amazing. After all these years, you still look as good as ever."

"I know my good-for-nothing junior brother's skill level. I suppose you've already made a move, haven't you?"

Decades of cultivation have changed his mindset; if he were younger, he might have caused quite a stir.

But now, as the Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion and the leader of the Zhengyi Sect, he has many more things to consider.

Chen Feng did not deny this, and nodded: "Well, there's nothing I can do. Your junior brother is really fierce. If I don't take action, I'm afraid the experts in the sect won't be able to catch him."

"Brother Zhang, are you interested in my technique for maintaining one's appearance? If you'd like, I could teach you."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei smiled and shook his head, responding:
"No, Brother Chen, I can't learn your method. You are still as charming as ever, but I am no longer as good. Although my body is in good condition, my Qi is no longer as strong as it was in my youth."

"In this situation, even having a youthful appearance is useless; it only adds to the amusement."

With his keen eye, he could naturally see that Chen Feng's situation was different from those other people who maintained their appearance through various means.

Just like the previous leader of the Sanyi Sect, the Great Ying Immortal Zuo Ruotong, although he appeared very young thanks to the Reverse Life Technique, his Qi state and the condition of his internal body still looked somewhat aged in the eyes of experts.

As time goes by, even though appearances may change, inner conditions cannot be easily altered.

But Chen Feng in front of him was different. In Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, Chen Feng's appearance, physical condition and even Qi were still as young and full of vitality as ever.

Perhaps, the person before us has already surpassed the limitations of ordinary extraordinary individuals, and is only a few steps away from reaching the realm of those who have become immortals.

As the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Zhiwei inherited the Celestial Master's Ordination and knew more information.

Chen Feng nodded, not dwelling on the topic, and gestured with his hand.

"Brother Zhang, you must have already heard the news. The company has asked us old guys to get together and discuss something. The location just happens to be near our Tang Clan. Why don't we go and take a look together?"

Taking advantage of Chen Feng's presence on the mainland, Fatty Zhao issued a notice summoning all ten elders of the supernatural world to discuss the current situation.

What I really want to discuss is the Eight Extraordinary Skills and the Thirty-Six Thieves...

Down in the town, at the most luxurious hotel.

Dozens of luxury cars surrounded the area, encircling it in layers.

One by one, important figures from the world of supernatural beings stepped out of the car and entered the top floor of the hotel.

This hotel is located below the Tang Clan and is one of their properties.

The hotel staff had already received the news and politely invited the important figures inside.

On the top floor of the restaurant, a slightly overweight man wearing glasses was already waiting. He was Zhao Fangxu, the chairman of Na Du Tong, the highest-ranking manager in the world of supernatural beings.

In private, some people like to call him Fatty Zhao.

An elderly man with white hair, who was also somewhat overweight, pushed open the door and walked in, chuckling softly.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao, you're here pretty early! Haha, I thought I was already one of the earliest, but I didn't expect you to be here waiting for us."

This person was Wang Ai, the head of the Wang family, one of the four major families.

"Fatty Wang, I didn't expect you to be here so early too."

Immediately following behind, the same voice came from behind. The only person who could address Wang Ai in this way was his longtime friend, Lu Ci, the head of the Lu family.

Wang Ai wasn't offended by Lü Ci's address; she just chuckled and patted the seat next to her in a very friendly manner.

"Come, Brother Lü, have a seat."

Lü Ci did not refuse and sat down next to him.

The two have a deep friendship, having been friends since their youth and continuing to this day. They are childhood friends of several decades and often help each other out.

Even when Lü Ci went to the Northeast to risk his life, he didn't forget to send Wang Ai a love letter.

Then the leaders of each faction entered the scene one by one.

Before long, there were eight people besides Zhao Fangxu sitting there.

Of the ten elders from the previous life, all but Zhang Zhiwei and Feng Zhenghao were present.

The seating arrangement was also very particular, representing the relationship and attitude between different factions.

Guan Shihua from the northeast sat with Na Ruhu, one of the two heroes, indicating a close relationship.

Guan Shihua always wore a kind smile: "Chairman Zhao, you've really been unfair this time, setting the location at Tangmen. You've really put us old folks through a lot of trouble."

"Right, we're still missing the Tang Clan and the Celestial Master, right? The Celestial Master seems to have arrived quite a while ago and should be inside the Tang Clan right now. It's so close, why should we wait for them?"

(End of this chapter)