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After the laughter, the master of the Demon Prison Sect returned to his normal expression, with a happy expression on his face, and he felt naturally happy in his heart.

"Second Elder, today is the day when all the sects come to visit. Is everything arranged properly?"

The second elder is as thin as a man, but his eyes are shining with dazzling golden light. You can tell at a glance that he is definitely a strong Taoist, with extraordinary strength, and he is also a middle-level Taoist.

"Sect Master, everything is ready, just waiting for the sect leaders of the various sects to arrive."

"Okay, this is a rare opportunity that comes once a year. We must not let the breeze pass by. Now everything must respect the Piao Miao Sect as the leader."

"yes."

The so-called celebration means that many sects around here hold a party together, each sect takes turns, and this time it is the Demon Prison Sect's turn.

These sects are not trivial. In their eyes, the martial arts world is like a child playing with mud. It is not popular at all. It is called the secular world. They are powerful Taoists who pursue a higher realm.

With different purposes, different classifications, different realms, and different statuses, it is natural for the martial arts world to be looked down upon.

These sects are scattered around the world, such as Phnom Penh, Ayutthaya, Champa, Mon, Lancang...

It can be said that the neighboring countries that encompass the land of Nanyang can become a lower-level sect, which is definitely the most powerful existence in the area, comparable to the power of a country.

The top ten villains are just sea overlords, just like pirates. They don't dare to go to these lands at all, otherwise these low-level sects will definitely make them go without return.

The strength of the leader of the top ten villains is at most equivalent to that of the sect leader of a lower-level sect, so how can he dare to compete with a group of lower-level sects?

In the eyes of these lower-level sects, the secular world is basically a worthless existence. Except for the few strong men on the earth rankings, others cannot enter their eyes at all.

At this time, everything is ready at the Demon Prison Gate, with lights and colorful decorations, and the decorations are extremely luxurious. The guests are treated to the best spiritual fruits, rain and dew, and rare birds and animals. These are rare existences that can be seen together in one place.

Things that circled around and made them a forbidden area are now eaten on the plate.

The name of the master of the Demon Prison Sect is Ye Tianzi. He has always regarded himself as the proud son of heaven, with grand goals and vast pursuits in his heart.

The lower sect is just a springboard for him, just a process for him to reach the top. His goal is not just this.

This time, Nighthawk brought back so many talented young people, which was like a powerful addition to Ye Tianzi, adding many right-hand men and women.

But these are still seedlings, and they need time to grow vigorously, so he still has to hide his edge and respect the Piao Miao Sect as his honor.

At this time, after noon, many people have arrived in Wuzhi Mountain one after another like clouds and mist. The goal is naturally the Demon Prison Gate. These people are all highly virtuous and respected beings, and they are all powerful Taoists.

"This time the Demon Prison Gate holds a celebration, I want to see what tricks the Demon Prison Gate can come up with."

A man in white looks as delicate as an ancient scholar, but he is actually the leader of another sect in Tianya, and is no weaker than Emperor Ye.

"Hmph, a wicked sect, if it weren't for the protection of Piao Miao Sect, I would have wiped it out long ago!"

The leader of the even-numbered sect of the lower sect in Dacheng had an indignant look on his face. He was extremely angry about the Demon Prison Sect because a disciple of the Demon Prison Sect once arrested his female disciple.

Although the disciples of the Demon Prison Sect were brought to justice by his own sect, who would believe that it would be strange if the Demon Prison Sect did not protect him? This hatred has been accumulated and never been extinguished.

"Master of the Even Number Sect, please don't mention this matter again. It's over. The worst thing you can do is arrest a few of his female disciples from the Demon Prison Sect and do some harm to them."

A man with a male voice is dressed strangely and smiles particularly sinisterly. He is the master of the Phnom Penh Sect, the largest low-level sect in the land of Phnom Penh, and even the most powerful figures in Phnom Penh will kneel and lick him.

But the owner of the Even Number Sect was still angry and said in a cold voice: "I am an upright person from a well-known sect, how could I do such a shameless thing!"

"Don't be anxious, we will seize the opportunity when the time comes and kill Emperor Ye together."

The owner of the Yesuomen Sect in the land of the Mon tribe had a cold expression on his face. He also couldn't stand the behavior of the Demon Prison Sect.

"Okay, let's regain our composure and go see what Ye Tianzi has prepared."

The group of people walked towards the hinterland of Wuzhishan Mountain, and after a while they were flying through clouds and mist to the top of the mountain.

At this time, the Demon Prison Gate had already welcomed a distinguished guest, a person that even Emperor Ye would have to kneel down to lick. The three elders of the Piaomiao Gate aspired to the throne.

Seeing the arrival of Qiuding, Ye Tianzi hurriedly ran out and greeted him with a charming smile on his face.

"Oh, Elder Qunding came in person without giving any notice, so that I could greet him early."

Doctor Qingding's simple Taoist robe looks like a real person refining elixirs, but he is just pretending. He does not know how to refine elixirs, but his realm is really strong and he is the peak powerhouse in the middle stage of Taoism.

Qing Ding looked at Ye Tianzi and said with a slight smile: "There is no need for the Master of the Demon Prison Sect to personally greet you. I am just here to celebrate."

Ye Tianzi smiled even more, looked at Wen Ding and said, "Elder Wen Ding, is there any movement in the Piao Miao sect recently?"

Wen Ding paused and said, "There hasn't been any movement. Don't worry. With my protection, your Demon Prison Gate will be fine. Those snakes and rats can't do anything to you."

Emperor Ye's smile deepened, and he even bent down slightly, took out a shining night pearl from his arms, and presented it to Qiding.

"Elder Qunding, this is the famous Nanyang Night Pearl. When placed on the body, it can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis to help sleep. It was taken out from the body of a clam spirit that is comparable to a powerful pseudo-Taoist."

Qin Ding's eyes lit up and he accepted it without any politeness. The pseudo-Taoist's demonic beast was no longer an ordinary beast core, it was considered a pretty good thing.

"Well, not bad, it's rare that you have such a heart."

The two chatted for a while, then the door opened and the other sect leaders arrived.

Seeing Qin Ding, the group of people changed their colors and hurriedly came to greet him.

"I never thought that Elder Qunding would be the first to arrive. Our foot strength is really beyond our ability."

The master of the scholar sect had a look of flattery on his face. He had no choice but to flatter him because he was the third elder of the Piaomiao sect.

Even the sect leaders of several other sects looked respectful towards the aspirant, even though they were thinking about mmp.

"It seems that all the sect leaders have arrived, so the banquet can begin."

Ye Tianzi nodded hurriedly and roared towards the sky.

"The banquet has begun, let's serve the delicacies!"

For a time, the sect was extremely festive. Bands were invited, and beautiful people were singing and dancing to celebrate.

The waitresses carefully arranged the treasures on the table. If they were knocked over, they would not be able to chop them off even if they had nine heads.