Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

“That makes sense. Then you stay here and gather information about the murderer in the city.”

"...?"

The sword cultivators had examined the traces of the battle and knew better than anyone how absurdly those fellow disciples had died. They had left behind even the slightest trace of resistance before they were utterly destroyed.

If you don't leave sooner, you'll get into trouble sooner or later. This junior brother talks too much nonsense!

Watching the sword cultivators from Sword Tyrant Mountain depart via the temporary teleportation array, Yun Nongyu said:

“I can also track their movements. It’s not far, just the next city in this direction, which is also on Zhu Tong’s original planned route.”

"This route was also my decision!" the little white fox proudly stepped forward again.

Is it good or bad luck that the little white fox decided to take the route directly within the area where Jianba Mountain was secretly operating?

......

Ya Guan City is located in a hidden paradise.

The sound of hammers striking echoed from the depths of the secret passage, followed by screams of agony.

The "prospective disciples" who were still waiting all turned pale.

A blacksmith swordsman, covered in blood, addressed the newcomers:

"Don't panic, this is an initiation ceremony to test your aptitude. Those who pass will be able to transform directly! It is an invaluable honor to have a Saint Venerable Realm expert guide you to join Sword Tyrant Mountain!"

Zhu Tong's face turned pale.

This is no initiation ceremony; it's clearly a ritual to pulverize a person to pieces!

She was filled with despair.

"It seems there were at least five powerful figures at the eighth-level Saint Realm guarding this place just now... That's it."

From deep within the secret passage, the sound of voices could be heard slowly drifting out from each room—

"Didn't that kid Zhang Wenhong just advance to Saint Venerable? How could he still be seriously injured in spirit... Hmm? Did he go to the Illusionary Spirit Palace after getting intelligence?"

"The Palace of Illusion? Speaking of which, my subordinates just captured a female fox, who seems to be related to the Palace of Illusion! She was a member of that original small demon tribe settlement!"

Hearing these words, Zhu Tong felt utterly desolate.

Chapter 219 How could this kid predict and see through our attack?

Zhu Tong was led deep into the secret passage, the place where the knocking sound was coming from.

Passing through a narrow passage, you reach a huge lava cave with sharp stone pillars hanging from the ceiling. Below, the lava boils and churns, and amidst the popping of bubbles, heat is ejected with the fiery red lava, then cools and turns black.

A huge stone sword lay diagonally in the molten lava.

The only constant was the sound of the knocking; each strike seemed to hit Zhu Tong's heart.

Under the control of several sword cultivators, she was brought before several holy beings in the cave.

A frail-looking Holy Venerable was speaking with a ferocious expression. Through his words, Zhu Tong vaguely learned that he seemed to have suffered a great loss somewhere.

He is now venting his anger with words, but his colleagues remain unmoved, probably thinking that it doesn't matter since the person is alive.

"Old Zhang, the forbidden zone where you suffered a loss is the very place this little vixen mentioned!"

"That's right, the person mentioned in the previous intelligence, Chu Mingkong, he's back, right there in the forbidden area of ​​the Spirit Palace! He's even more powerful than we imagined!"

The Bone Sword Saint, with a ferocious expression, dispersed his human form and returned to his sword form in order to suppress his emotions.

Now, his sword is riddled with holes and cracks, resembling a battered sword that has been through many battles.

The other two Holy Venerables exchanged a glance, then suddenly launched a fierce attack, pointing their swords at the down-and-out Holy Venerable Zhang.

"How dare you! Fighting to the death within the sect is a serious crime!"

The Bone Sword Saint Venerable was about to launch an attack. Although he had suffered a severe injury, as long as his cultivation level did not drop drastically, he had nothing to fear and could hold out for a while.

If the Heavenly Sword God notices, then these two are finished!

However, the Bone Sword Saint's defense failed because the place where he was located had long been secretly set up as a trap by the other two Saints.

"Your disciples and grand-disciples already told us about your loss and injury before you came. Our cultivation levels have been stuck for a long time, so we can only ask you to make do, Old Zhang!"

It didn't cause much of a stir because people know each other best.

Since the Bone Sword Saint Venerable has suffered such a severe injury, the battle can be ended quickly if the other two Saint Venerables of the same realm successfully ambush him.

As for the other two saints, they were completely unable to participate and could only watch or pretend not to see it.

"Phew—Old Zhang's soul... is really good. This is the only way to quickly improve one's cultivation level now. I really don't know how the Heavenly Sword God cultivated to that level back then. What kind of world must have existed back then? Could even a pig take flight?"

The two of them did not "accept" the physical body of the Bone Sword Saint, but instead handed it over to the Hammer Saint behind them, asking him to hammer the sword remains into materials and send them to the Heavenly Sword God.

With a sword skeleton at the Saint Venerable level, and given that the Bone Sword Saint Venerable himself was injured in the process, the higher-ups wouldn't say anything.

The two holy beings turned their attention back to Zhu Tong, their gazes like sharp swords piercing through all things, staring directly at Zhu Tong.

Zhu Tong was terrified; she was still more than a whole realm below these two powerful figures.

"Speak, tell me what you know about the forbidden area of ​​the Spirit Palace, and why Chu Mingkong asked you to inquire about Empress Yueqi. Does he want to become the second Empress Yueqi and cause chaos in the Heavenly Domain again?"

"A demon has been reborn in the lower realm? This Chu Mingkong is indeed a bit of a sign. It's a pity he was born at the wrong time. These supreme beings in the Heavenly Realm are not easily shaken. Even if Empress Yueqi is reborn with impure earth, it won't help."

"A hundred Saintly Venerables are no match for the Heavenly Sword God alone!"

Zhu Tong swallowed hard. The mere gazes of these two holy beings were enough to make her internal organs churn, and her internal injuries were gradually penetrating her lungs.

And this is already the extent to which they are holding back.

Just as the atmosphere reached its lowest point, a report came from the sword cultivators of Sword Overlord Mountain—

"Saint Venerable Scorching Sun, Saint Venerable Dragon Flame, I have urgent information to report. Someone attacked our Sword Tyrant Mountain's disciple-recruiting team just now, killing several disciples and releasing the spirit pets, but not the battle slaves. I brought the battle slaves back with my men, but we have not been able to find out the identity of the attacker!"

"Dare to attack people from my Sword Tyrant Mountain? Are they from one of the other forces? Who?"

"We didn't touch the war slaves, we only abducted the spirit pets. Those spirit pets weren't worth much, they weren't of much value. We just checked if they could be trained, and if not, we used them as materials for forging swords..."

The two holy beings were completely bewildered, unable to understand the other party's intentions at all.

"But since he didn't touch the war slaves, it means he's not interested in them and it's just a show of force?"

This unexpected little incident diverted their attention, relieving Zhu Tong's pressure. However, this good fortune wouldn't last long; she would eventually have to face the interrogation of these two powerful figures...

Just then, Zhu Tong was suddenly abducted; she was kidnapped. Only then did the voice of the uninvited guest rang out:

Are you going to ask me who I am?

Chu Mingkong emerged from the secret passage, while Feng Ying's figure materialized out of nowhere, bringing Zhu Tong back to his side.

Several holy beings in the Sword Forging Cave stood up angrily. They had taken control of this secret realm, sealed off the secret passage and escape route, and were not allowing Chu Mingkong to leave.

"You have a good sense of self-awareness; you even know to report your background!"

"I think you should know even more about how that Holy Venerable, covered in fish bones, died!"

Despite his arrogance, Chu Mingkong dared not relax. After all, it was still the opponent's home ground. He quickly revealed his Abyss Body, swallowing the three women into the black blood to protect them. Nothing was more reassuring than being inside his Abyss Body.

He gripped his halberd handle in one hand and the Eclipse Greatsword in the other, showing no sign of underestimating his opponent.

"Do you think this is your spirit palace?!"

Behind the two holy beings, the hammer-wielding saint standing on the stone platform in the middle of the lava slammed his hammer down. Amidst the sound of the "entry disciple's" flesh and bones shattering, countless swords filled with resentment flew out of the lava, like a procession of a hundred ghosts.

These vengeful spirit swords are reinforced by a grand formation, and each of them possesses a slightly different sword intent, requiring a great deal of caution. Furthermore, each vengeful spirit sword has been specifically imbued with extreme yang power.

"Mingkong, don't be wary of the first wave of these swords, it's a feint. Lower your guard. The real attack is in the second wave, and be careful."

Yun Nongyu gave a timely reminder, and Chu Mingkong immediately understood. He swept his black python halberd, shattering a group of wronged soul swords, while also saying something like, "You underestimate me."

"Your home ground isn't doing so well either!"

The Scorching Sun Saint Venerable snorted coldly, and as the second hammer blow landed, several Saint Venerables and Saints launched their attacks simultaneously.

The fiery sword energy slashed down like splitting a mountain ridge, and a great sword energy dragon surged out of the magma. The other two saints directly attacked with their true forms, without holding back any strength. A great deal of power was poured out, causing the mountains to shake and the earth to tremble. The cave and secret realm seemed on the verge of collapse.

But something unexpected happened. Not only was Chu Mingkong's massive body agile, but he also seemed to have precognition or be able to see through their attacks!

In their first encounter, without knowing each other's tactics, he was able to cleverly and effortlessly break through their attacks every time!

It's as if all their offensive plans have been figured out!

After the attack was thwarted, Chu Mingkong felt a sense of relief. After all, it was the opponent's home ground, and the necessary respect was still required.

"The test is over, now it's my turn!"

Chapter 220 Explosions are Art

This place has been sealed off by the two Holy Venerables of Sword Tyrant Mountain, making it a place where it is difficult for news to leak out for the time being. Chu Mingkong can use his skills at will, and he also needs a little challenge to further confirm the strength of his opponent in the Heavenly Domain.

He didn't reveal all his trump cards at once, but instead kept trying to force these holy venerables to use new combat techniques, so that he could gain more experience in combat.

During this time, Yun Nongyu played the role of providing timely reminders. However, she did not offer all the reminders. She only spoke when she sensed some key points. She knew that Chu Mingkong wanted to use these opponents to adjust his combat awareness and further break free from the previous regional battles.

Under these circumstances, Chu Mingkong fought back and forth with those Saint Venerables, and even occasionally suffered a slight disadvantage, but in reality, he never found himself in a truly predicament.

Dragon Flame Saint Venerable had already sensed something was wrong, and he solemnly said to his companion:

"Something's not right. This kid's using us as practice targets, using us as sparring partners!"

The Scorching Sun Saint Venerable understood this as well, but there was nothing they could do. They finally understood why the Bone Sword Saint Venerable was in such a miserable state!

“This demonic brat from the lower realm has a completely different power system from mine. He has no problem dealing with the Holy Venerable. He is indeed gaining experience... Let's take advantage of his carelessness and defeat him in one fell swoop!”

"Well, it seems like it's better to suffer a little loss than to recuperate for a while. It's better than the Bone Sword being in such a broken state! He used the Yin energy from the lower realms, but we can still break it with extreme Yang energy. We have no other choice!"

The two holy beings exchanged ideas and kept reminding each other of the seriousness of the current situation, fearing that the other party might secretly hold back and play tricks, just like when they dealt with the Bone Sword Holy Being not long ago.

However, despite his cunning, having reached the Saintly Venerable realm, his grasp of the situation was extremely accurate. He had already sensed that Chu Mingkong's strength far exceeded his expectations, so he could no longer be so skeptical of his own people.

Otherwise, none of you will have a good time.

"Sword Sun Split Body Style!"