The situation in Zhiwu Continent was earth-shaking, and after Long Jue rose, the Jinhun Continent returned to relative peace.

As usual, Lin Zhengtian walked to the martial arts hall after a night of rest assured.

This martial arts hall was created by Bai Ye who invited experts from the Martial Continent to build in Tai Chi City. The mechanisms, magic circles, barriers, etc. inside are far beyond the level of souls who enter the Soul Continent. Most of the elite seeds of Long Jue will receive guidance from Long Jue here every day, and sometimes the strong people from the Wanxiang Gate will come to teach.

People like Fu Wuqing, Yinxueyue and others, because they have close relationships with Bai Ye, there are strong people who are personally guided. Originally, there was a peak supreme who wanted to teach Lin Zhengtian one-on-one, but he refused.

Like most people, he listens to lectures here every day, cultivates his soul, and learns his soul skills with everyone, and lives a dull life.

This puzzles many people.

As a soul maker, rich cultivation resources are essential for cultivation, but Lin Zhengtian seems to be indifferent to fame and fortune and doesn't care about everything at all.

Until this day...

On a secluded path to the martial arts hall, a figure suddenly appeared in the void next to it, as if it was suddenly coming, with an unusually ghostly nature.

"You seem to be used to life here."

The figure was wearing a bronze mask and a gorgeous glass. Although the dress was extremely exaggerated, it did not give people a glimpse of the light, especially Long Jueren who passed by Lin Zhengtian, who seemed to have not seen him one by one.

Lin Zhengtian's face was Gu Jing Wubo, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "Yes, life here is indeed fascinating. Every day, you only need to listen quietly to the sounds around you, but you don't have to obey it. There is no fighting or conspiracy. More importantly, here, I made a group of friends who treat me sincerely..."

"Young Master, you should not forget your mission. You can't stay here all your life. You have more important things to do. Have you forgotten your purpose of coming to Qingge Continent?" the man said in a deep voice.

"Purpose?" Lin Zhengtian grinned: "What purpose?"

"Young Master!"

A trace of anxiety flashed through the eyes under the man's mask, and his voice became heavier: "You are only one last step away from being able to cross the sky and enter the supreme realm. It is because of this that you came to Qingge Continent, but now, you have not changed at all, and are wasting your time here! Since this is not as you said at the beginning, it can help you take this last step, why not go back with your subordinates! Master and the others are all thinking about you."

"Missing?"

Lin Zhengtian shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Xiaohe, I'm not stupid. The family had so much high hopes back then, hoping that I could seize that position and occupy that realm inheritance. Unfortunately, I was soft-hearted for a while and let him go, causing me to be framed by him and made him a throne. I was ruined, scolded by thousands of people, and abandoned by the family, becoming a shame to the Lin family. I said that if I don't take that last step, I will never go back to the family. Don't say it anymore, go back."

"That's not your fault. Young Master, if you want to blame someone, you can only blame someone for his unpredictable hearts. No one can guess his heart."

The man in bronze mask took a step back.

"Since the young master's failure, the family has trained Junhong to replace you, as the representative of the family, to negotiate with all parties."

"Cousin...how did he do?" Lin Zhengtian smiled faintly.

The man in bronze mask was silent for a moment: "Very good... the patriarch and all elders are very optimistic about him, and many people think that... he is better than you, Master."

"Isn't that good?" Lin Zhengtian whispered.

"Young Master, you should know better than me what this means? Once Jun Hong is designated as the candidate for the next patriarch, will the Lin family still have your place?"

Lin Zhengtian was silent for a long time.

The man in bronze mask took a deep breath, bowed to Lin Zhengtian, and then slowly retreated.

Lin Zhengtian watched the man in bronze mask leave lightly, without moving at all.

The man stood there for a long time until Zixiao came back and patted his shoulder before the man came to his senses.

"Is it okay? Zhengtian, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, nothing... class starts soon, let's go there quickly."

"Um."

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Emperor Tiancheng.

The city lord's mansion was already silent. Except for Qian Yizhen and Huohuang, there was no other soul around him.

Even Qian Yizhen was still pious at this moment, lowering her head and not daring to look up at the person in the ruins.

All the incalculable materials were absorbed by Bai Ye. At this moment, Bai Ye was like a wolf who had a full meal, with satisfaction on his face. The nine marks on his body were still emitting a faint light, and the soul energy overflowing around him had become extremely profound, and even the genius could not analyze it.

Bai Ye took a deep breath, closed his eyes and looked inside, and three new and tender souls rippled in his body.

Reincarnate.

fury.

Broken tiger.

The three newborn souls all changed their level.

"The Emperor Cangdi has six heavenly souls. If you use evil magic to seize them, there will be only two at most, but I will seize three at once... The Emperor's art is indeed amazing."

Bai Ye felt happy.

However, these three heavenly souls are still very fragile, like newborn babies, and it is impossible to fight. It is even very difficult to activate soul energy.

It also requires a cyclical and gradual process, and it is necessary to practice these heavenly souls well to make them thrive.

Fortunately, Bai Ye is rich and powerful now, and it is extremely easy to mutate the soul of heaven.

Bai Ye was not in a hurry to leave, sat cross-legged in the ruins, and started practicing again.

The circles of halos bloom like ripples, and the mysterious soul power continues to ripple around.

And at this moment, an uninvited guest came to Huangtian City...

He ignored everything and walked straight to the city lord's mansion.

After the change of ownership of Huangtian City, Long Jue was carrying out reconstruction work. In addition, the major families came to redeem the children of the Luanwu Academy, so there were countless people entering and leaving Huangtian City every day, and no one would care about this person's arrival.

Until he approached the city lord's mansion.

"Who are you? The Dragon Lord is practicing. The Thousand Masters have orders. No one is allowed to approach. Please leave quickly."

The guards on the outside saw the person coming, and whispered a long spear and shouted.

But after he was still expensive, he was split in half by a sharp soul energy and died on the spot.

Seeing this, the guards around immediately sounded the alarm and ran towards this side in a row. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded the man tightly.

Qian Yizhen in the city lord's mansion was still immersed in the mysterious soul power overflowing from Bai Ye. When he heard the alarm, the person woke up, frowned and rushed over immediately.

As soon as he approached the mansion, the pungent smell of blood immediately floated over and stepped out of the door.

However, as soon as a person left the door, the scene in front of him shocked him.

This is the scenery of Shura.

All the fifty guards stationed outside the mansion died tragically, almost all of them were chopped into two, with internal organs and blood all over the ground, without a complete corpse.

He looked at the center of the broken corpses and saw a man wearing a black robe with long hair hanging down his waist standing there.

He held a long blade with his arms in his hand, and the blade light was shining everywhere. His cold sword eyes scanned the surroundings. His soul energy was spinning like a wind blade, and his whole body was like a sword unsheathed.

Qian Yizhen's eyes were solemn.

Even he can't see through this person's cultivation.

Who is this?

When did such a terrible existence appear in Zhiwu Continent?

"Who is Bai Ye?"

He turned around, stepped on the corpses all over the ground, and walked towards Qian Yizhen.

"Who is yours? What's the matter with my master?" Qian Yizhen asked in a deep voice.

"I just want to ask clearly one thing, whether the Black Bridegroom in Shanhe Realm was killed by Bai Ye, and why did he kill the Black Bridegroom."

The man said indifferently.

Qianyi's heart suddenly became tight.

The black groom is notorious, and no one in the Zhiwu Continent will stand up for him.

But the power behind the black groom may not be possible.

"Are you not from Zhiwu Continent? Are you from... a member of the Wanxiang Gate?"

Qian Yizhen raised her eyebrows and said carefully.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this fell, a strange thing flashed through the man's cold sword eyes.

"Why do you think I am a member of the Vientiane Sect? What did you...discover?"

"Sure enough, what the adults said is true. This person is really a member of the Wanxiang Sect. In this way, the forces behind the Shanhe Realm are indeed from the Wanxiang Sect. Could it be that... the imperial inheritance that caused the Wanxiang Sect in Zhiwu Continent to be in a slump... is it true?"

Qian Yizhen murmured.

But the man over there had already walked towards this side.

"Since you know our identities, you can't stay."

A light of light appeared in the man's eyes: "Just kill all of you! Anyway, when it comes to Wu Continent, it is common to massacre the city and destroy the family, and no one will hold me responsible!"

As soon as the words fell, people rushed over like phantoms.

Qian Yizhen was shocked. He stroked a round shield with his hands in the air, and the surging power of the genius rippled in it.
To be continued...