Immortal of the Nine Realms

Qin Hucheng and Gai Wu had been quite calm up until now. However, when they saw the Lixiao Empire's Ancestor get dragged into the palanquin like a helpless chick, they grew solemn.

Could the bride inside the palanquin be an Immortal King as well?

The cultivators kneeling in the spiritual hall exchanged uncertain glances, looking confused.

The three Profound Immortals from the Killing Spiritual Division looked stiff, their gazes fixed firmly on the large red bridal palanquin.

In the next moment, a blood-curdling scream rang out from inside, filled with both fear and anger.

As disciples of the Desolate Academy, Zhao Jiaolong and the others were accustomed to all manner of strange and shocking sights. However, they, too, were nonetheless stunned.

The scream clearly came from the Lixiao Ancestor. What could have happened to a Profound Immortal to make him scream in such terror?

They didn't dare imagine.

The royal family of Lixiao, including Yu Qingmei, looked horrified. Their eyes were filled with worry and anger. They kept glancing outside, hoping that the Immortal King would intervene.

However, shockingly, the Immortal King didn't seem to have any intention of taking action!

After a few breaths, a delicate, pale hand reached out and gently lifted the corner of the curtain.

The movement was one that would typically evoke the image of a gentle, noble young lady. But what followed made the kneeling cultivators involuntarily jump up in shock.

A shriveled corpse was thrown out, landing heavily at the feet of the three Profound Immortals of the Killing Spiritual Division.

They were the first to see the face of the corpse, and they immediately confirmed that it was indeed the Lixiao Ancestor's.

The members of the royal family also confirmed that the shriveled corpse was indeed their ancestor's. The world started spinning around them, and their legs trembled uncontrollably.

Their ancestor, who had been about to become an Immortal King... had died?!

Xun Xiyin cast them a glance and sneered. Many people looked as pale as death, perhaps even paler than Yu Qingzhi, who was lying in the coffin.

Empress Ci stepped out from the palanquin, her hands clasped in front of her stomach as she respectfully bowed to Fang Chen. "Lord, the husband you have bestowed upon me is in poor health. Might I request the one from above to be my husband instead?"

"Lord...?"

Everyone turned to Fang Chen with terror and shock.

Why would such a powerful figure address Fang Chen so respectfully?

Most of the people present had heard about Fang Chen but had never interacted with him. Now, they couldn't help but be filled with fear toward him.

Qin Hucheng, Gai Wu, Zhao Jiaolong, and others who were familiar with Fang Chen were the most shaken.

"That one from above.... She's referring to that Immortal King..."

"The Spirit Blood Sect's side only has one Immortal King, but here there are two.... The Spirit Blood Sect has clearly lost this battle...."

The crowd's thoughts rapidly shifted. Those who had not knelt again tried to act as if nothing had happened, observing silently, waiting for the events to conclude.

Xu Peng's face turned grim. "Damn it, they've prepared better than the Spirit Blood Sect today."

He had knelt and rose twice! After trying to change his allegiance twice, he had lost all face.

Fang Chen lightly shook his head. "That one won't do. I have some connections with him, and even if he must die, I'll at least make his death a bit more dignified."

He walked outside the hall and cupped his fist toward the void. "Master Ji, stop hiding. It's not so easy to leave this place."

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A Heavenly Halberd was pressing against his neck, its cold blade gleaming, ready to sever his head at any moment."

The Era Immortal King looked at the True Monarch of Pan Mountain with a smile. "An expert like you willing to be controlled by a junior.... It seems this young man must have received the true teachings of someone from the Three Thousand Dao Sect."

Unbeknownst to him, above him, the Tai Yin Dragon King was watching with a dark expression. Li Fu and the others on his back exchanged looks, their eyes filled with shock.

"The lord asked you to step down," said the True Monarch of Pan Mountain casually.

Immortal King Ji paused for a moment, then nodded slightly. He turned and landed before the hall, smiling at Fang Chen. He said, "Instructor Fang, I never imagined we would meet here."

Fang Chen sighed lightly. "I never imagined we would meet here either, Instructor Ji."

Zhao Jiaolong and the others gasped in shock, exchanging glances as a terrifying thought arose in their minds.

"Instructor Ji!?"

The Immortal King supporting the Lixiao Ancestor had been the Era Immortal King? This instructor of the Desolate Academy was a Spirit Blood Sect member?

The three Profound Immortals from the Killing Spiritual Division were clearly shocked to see the Era Immortal King. They had never expected an instructor to be a member of the Spirit Blood Sect.

"This... could he be an Instructor from the Desolate Academy?"

"Even an Instructor from the Desolate Academy has become a Spirit Blood Sect cultivator?"

The crowd exchanged suspicious glances between Immortal King Ji and Zhao Jiaolong, their minds churning with shock and disbelief.

Immortal King Ji's attention, aside from Fang Chen, was primarily focused on Stone Dragon and Empress Ci.

He casually swept his gaze over the crowd, then smiled at Fang Chen. "Today, the Killing Spiritual Division has won, and the Lixiao Ancestor is dead. I wonder what you plan to do with me, Instructor Fang?"

Qin Hucheng and Ge Wu's expressions tightened.

The Spirit Blood Sect cultivators inhaled sharply in shock.

"Deal with him?!"

The Profound Immortals from the Killing Spiritual Division exchanged glances.

It was clear from the Era Immortal King's tone that he saw no chance of the Spirit Blood Sect coming out on top in this situation.

"How do you think you should be dealt with, Instructor Ji?" Fang Chen asked.

Immortal King Ji thought for a moment before answering, "You've brought three Immortal Kings with you. It seems their cultivation levels are higher than mine. I am no match for you when it comes to a fight."

He continued, "Qin Hucheng and Ge Wu's identities have been compromised, and the Ancestor Lixiao is dead. The Lixiao Empire operation has failed. The Killing Spiritual Division has completely foiled the Spirit Blood Sect's plans. You've won thoroughly.

"Once the patriarch learns of my identity, I won't be able to stay in the Desolate Academy. My losses are heavy. As for how to deal with me... since you've achieved ninety percent of your goal, settle and don't be too greedy. Just let me leave this place."

"What if this kind of outcome... doesn't satisfy me?" Fang Chen asked again.

Immortal King Ji sighed. "If you're not satisfied, then we'll have no choice but to fight. We all still have some hidden trump cards that haven't been revealed. If we fight to the bitter end, the capital and all those in it will die. I am sure that is not something the Killing Spiritual Divion would like to see."

A wave of fear swept through the crowd.

They understood the implications of the Era Immortal King's words. If a fight were to break out, the aftermath of the Immortal Kings' clash would likely turn everyone present to ashes!

The strongest among them were merely cultivators in the Dao Union Realm. How could they withstand the aftereffects of a battle between Immortal Kings?

Xu Peng couldn't help but yell, "Fang Chen, don't act rashly. Whatever you plan to do, whatever you intend to do, consider us first. We are innocent!"