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"Fellow Daoist Lu, please don't misunderstand."

Feng Xia's heart skipped a beat, and he waved his hand and said with a smile, "What I mean is that there may be more to this story."

"The heart of a thief is obvious to everyone."

Lu Zhe shook his head, his face serious, and said, "He thinks that the Xuanhuang Sacred Academy has been neutral for too long and has lost its drive to move forward. It must make changes in order to continue to make progress! That's ridiculous. The Xuanhuang Sacred Academy is an academy, not a place for fighting. Such radicalism is the worst possible approach!"

Just this, this, this?

No, no, no, no, no?

Feng Xia almost blurted it out.

It's a bit unreasonable to think about killing one's father every day to prove one's path just because of this trivial matter.

“A true god of swordsmanship must have a clear understanding of swordsmanship and express his thoughts directly. If he has always been consistent, there may really be another hidden reason.”

Feng Xia thought to himself, glancing at the indignant Lu Zhe, but did not say these words aloud.

He then raised a question: "What was his purpose in promoting the reform of the Xuanhuang Sacred Palace and pursuing progress? Why did he intend to kill his father because of this?"

"It's all because the old manor lord blocked his way!"

With a cold snort, Lu Zhe gritted his teeth and took to the air, soaring into the depths of Xuanhuang Sacred Mountain: "I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Feng, I may not be able to entertain you for the time being. I must first ensure the safety of the old mansion master!"

Before Feng Xia could react, this elder of the Holy Palace had already departed.

"This is really strange. Generally speaking, even if someone really wants to kill their own family, wouldn't they find a legitimate reason? Or they would do it secretly. But this Sword God is different..."

With a helpless sigh, Feng Xia also chased after him into the Xuanhuang Sacred Mountain.

Within the sacred Xuanhuang Mountain, the Xuanhuang Qi rises and falls, like wisps of smoke or the most primordial energy, constantly changing and manifesting countless strange phenomena, with no end in sight.

"Speaking of which, the countless changes of the Xuanhuang Qi are quite in line with the meaning of the Myriad Manifestations Realm."

"If I were to compare my Dao Yi Divine Wheel to chaos, then the Dao Platform and Divine Palace would be the earth and the sky, and the Dao Court would be the symbol of all the myriad paths of heaven and earth..."

Unbeknownst to him, he felt that the Dao Court realm was becoming more and more perfect. When it was completely completed, he would be able to step into this unprecedented realm!

He did not rush forward.

After all, judging from what others said, similar things had happened more than once, but the old manor lord had not suffered the same fate. It seems that the old manor lord's son must have had some concerns and would not really kill him.

"You old thief! How dare you!"

Just as Feng Xia was relieved, a powerful roar suddenly exploded deep within the sacred mountain.

The next moment, a dazzling sword light soared into the sky, slicing through the thick Xuanhuang Qi!

A chilling, sinister laugh followed: "Boy, you shouldn't have come. You've discovered my secret..."

Feng Xia's heart skipped a beat: "Could that voice be the old manor lord?"

This is a huge problem!

He sensed something was wrong almost instinctively.

Almost at the same time, a terrifying fog suddenly rose in the distance. It was a ghastly crimson color, more chilling than blood. Countless wails roared in the blood fog, instantly covering the sky above Xuanhuang Sacred Mountain!

"Old Master, what are you doing?!"

"Oh no—"

"Old Master, don't you recognize us?!"

Where the blood mist filled the air, screams of agony rang out.

Those supernatural beings who had come from afar seemed to have lost their ability to fly. They were captured by the eerie blood mist and fell to the ground one after another amidst their shrill screams!

"You old scoundrel, I saw through your true colors long ago. Today you have finally shown your true colors, so I will kill you and restore peace and order to the world!"

A terrifying sword light whistled through the air, slicing the blood mist to pieces!

"This is absolutely outrageous!"

Feng Xia murmured in disbelief.

What was initially thought to be a story of killing one's father to attain enlightenment turned into a plot where a close relative falls into demonic possession, and the protagonist sacrifices his own family for the greater good!

The old master of the Xuanhuang Sacred Mansion had long since fallen into evil ways, his blood mist devouring countless lives, struggling against that heaven-shaking sword light!

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Chapter 0908

The interior space of Xuanhuang Sacred Mountain is much larger than Feng Xia had anticipated.

It seemed that as long as one passed through a patch of primordial energy, one could reach the site of this sudden battle...

In reality, even a mere inch of primordial energy may contain a space within it.

Feng Xia traversed through layers of space, breaking through the barriers of the Xuanhuang Qi. By the time he finally arrived near the battlefield, the battle was nearing its end.

Boundless sword light shone brightly, flourishing and transforming into a sword realm, protecting the clear and bright universe.

The blood mist was repeatedly defeated by the sword light's attack, and was constantly annihilated and slaughtered. In the end, only a scream was heard, and the aura belonging to the old mansion master weakened at a visible speed.

"That hateful brat ruined our plans, but it won't be long before we return to this starry sky—"

The moment the eerie message was sent out, a dazzling sword light swept past, completely extinguishing the old manor lord's life force!

"Father—"

Feng Xia keenly caught a mournful cry.

When he arrived at the scene, he saw only a scene of devastation. The sword light had dispersed the Xuanhuang Qi, and a bunch of people lay sprawled on the ground. A handsome young man was walking back and forth, checking the injuries of those with supernatural powers.

He saw Lu Zhe, a silent demigod elder of the Xuanhuang Sacred Palace, kneeling on both knees with his eyes vacant as he stared ahead.

There were many others around him who behaved in much the same way.

Where their eyes met, a mutilated body lay there, devoid of any life force, swept away by endless sword light, obscuring its true face.

However, judging from the remaining aura, it should undoubtedly be the remains of the old manor lord.

"Why, why?"

"Old Lord, why is it you who betrayed Nantian?"

"Why……"

Too many questions lingered in their minds.

However, deep down they already had an answer they didn't want to believe.

Those blood mists were so distinctive that almost everyone knew about them once their cultivation reached a certain level.

The blood mist comes from the greatest enemy in the southern sky—

Lord of Bloodlust!

That was a terrifying enemy from beyond the southern sky. Wherever the blood mist passed, all life withered, the stars dimmed, and the land turned into a barren wasteland for hundreds of thousands of miles!

The top ten sects have always occupied the best resources and possessed the strongest power in the Southern Heaven. At the same time, they also shoulder the heaviest responsibilities.

Against the army of the Lord of Bloodlust!

When some true gods grow old, realizing they are no longer able to withstand the True God Tribulation, they will choose to go to the battlefield and risk their lives to fight against the army of the Lord of the Blood Demon.

Unfortunately, the Blood Legion is too terrifying, almost inexhaustible, killing as many as they come, with no end in sight.

Over the long years, countless talented and powerful individuals have perished in this war of attrition.

The Xuanhuang Sacred Palace has also nurtured many outstanding individuals, many of whom met their end in the battle against the Guixue.

Therefore, anyone who dares to side with the Blood Demon within the Southern Star Region is an enemy of all the races of the Southern Star Region!

"This blood mist looks somewhat familiar, and the name 'Lord of Blood Demons'..."

Almost immediately, Feng Xia thought of Ying Daoyi, the Lord of Gray Mist, and the Bronze Lord he had never met before!

"Gray mist, bronze mist, blood mist... perhaps they really are related!"

Without a doubt, Ying Daoyi is the most terrifying enemy Feng Xia has ever encountered.

Even in the great battle back then, Ying Daoyi was only driven out of the Xuan Yuan World, but was not completely destroyed.

In the blink of an eye, he had figured out the whole story.

"The old lord was highly respected. During his five thousand years as lord, he cultivated countless powerful individuals. Even those who disagreed with him would respectfully address him as 'Master.'"

Lu Zhe walked over, looking dejected, and whispered to Feng Xia, "Many of the powerful individuals he trained were key figures in the fight against the Blood Demons, so no one expected this..."

His voice grew increasingly hoarse.

Even if there were a thousand words to say, at this moment they only turned into bitterness.

The surrounding atmosphere was completely silent.

No one expected that the former academy master of Xuanhuang Sacred Mansion, the number one academy in the Southern Heaven, would actually be a henchman of Guixue!

"If it weren't for this unfilial son..."

Lu Zhe looked at the young man holding the sword, his eyes flickered, and then changed his words: "If it weren't for the Bitter Bamboo Sword God taking action and killing someone unexpectedly, I'm afraid no one would have thought of this."

—Actually, if you analyze it carefully, you can still find some clues.

For example, even though his time was almost up, the old mansion master did not go to the battlefield to fight the enemy, but stayed in the Xuanhuang Sacred Mansion, as if he was waiting for something.