Star Trace Gate

Chapter 822 Is there any sound in the world?

The world was silent. Wu Chen stood outside the scene, feeling a sudden surge of shame and anger in his heart, as if he had been stripped naked and watched.

He became famous in Jiuli for his "virtue" and was a master respected and admired by everyone. However, in his later years, he was completely brought down to earth by a monologue narrated by his last disciple.

The people did not dare to make a noise, did not dare to curse, and did not dare to speak up for Chu Jin, but the boundless silence and stillness of the world was the greatest humiliation and response to him.

Outside Xingshan, above the Immortal Realm, the old marquis recovered from his shock and said in surprise, "I knew he was a hypocrite, but I didn't know... he could be so cruel?! Chu Jin's talent is so astonishing. He would be a pearl anywhere in Jiuli, but Wu Chen treats him as nothing more than a seed, a cauldron of immortality."

"Alas, if I had known that he and his disciple had such an evil fate, I would have taken Chu Jin into my Dongdeng Mansion. Now we can be considered two shining stars." The old marquis's younger brother murmured with a little regret.

"Wu Chen resorted to every shameless and despicable means to control this seed. Chu Jin's soul is different, and he forcefully swallowed the forbidden fruit and cut open his abdomen to extract the starlight, suffering numerous backlashes... Even if I intervened, I would be powerless to save him." The old marquis also lamented, "My Jiuli people have also found a peerless talent today."

In Chaolong City, an old beggar looked at Wuchen in the Emperor's Tomb and cursed him with disdain, "That old bastard thought he could control everything about Chu Jin, but he never expected that something unexpected would happen in the Emperor's Tomb. That divine fruit... affected that illusory realm, causing the Sang Nation's bell divine energy to plummet, giving Chu Jin the opportunity to reveal his true feelings to the world!"

"This is truly a case of man proposing, God disposes!"

"Old man, that's called the Prime Minister's Bell, not the Sangguo Bell!" Yin Jiu corrected him.

"A precious treasure that persuades people to lay down their swords in this chaotic world, is it worthy of the title of Prime Minister?!" The old beggar said disdainfully, "This bell is only used in prosperous times, never ringing in times of chaos. Oh, this is a disaster for the country and the people, an evil object that has caused the Nine Li people to lose their blood. It truly deserves to be smashed to pieces with a single blow!"

When Yin Jiu heard this, he was speechless and asked, "How come you're becoming more cynical as you get older?"

The old beggar didn't respond. He just looked at Chu Jin and shook his head, sighing, "Alas... What a pity!"

In fact, his speculation was not wrong at all, because in Wu Chen's eyes, Chu Jin was no different from a puppet wrapped with silk threads all over his body. When he thought of life, Chu Jin would live, and when he thought of death, Chu Jin would die.

He possesses the sixth-grade divine power that makes the five cities of Xianlan dare not speak loudly, and naturally he also has the ability to make Chu Jin shut up forever and always have good thoughts in his heart.

It's a pity that he calculated the existence of that drop of supreme divine object in the emperor's tomb, and even used Taoist methods to deduce the multiple opportunities and tribulations in the emperor's tomb, but he did not calculate... the appearance of that canopy fruit.

This thing forced Chu Jin's mouth to open, allowing him to tell a story in front of the whole world that brought him down to earth.

The anger in Wu Chen's heart was difficult to express in words, but he was the master of a sect who had lived for nearly three hundred years. It was impossible for him to show any inappropriate behavior in front of the whole world.

His old and deep eyes were fixed on Chu Jin in the illusory scene, and he ignored the flying Infinite Pearl and the blood-stained Human Yang Core in his disciple's hand.

For the first time, an expression of shock and anger appeared on his wrinkled face. He said in a hoarse voice, "The Human Emperor's method is truly mysterious! It can drive my closed disciple completely mad in his obsession, and even I can't pull him back!"

"Descendant of the Ancient Emperor, what kind of hatred do you have towards my Xianlan Sect that you must use this extremely sinister divine method to end the life of my disciple?!"

"boom!!!"

The angry roar of the Sixth Rank Sect Master instantly swept across the world.

A terrifying pressure containing a hint of the great Dao instantly covered the entire imperial tomb, faintly enveloping the half of the Guichen arena.

On the high platform, Ren Ye was stunned and couldn't help but blurt out: "Fuck you, old Bi Deng, you can even bring this shit onto me?!"

"Wan La." The young marquis exclaimed, and immediately looked at Ren Ye anxiously, persuading him: "It's not too late for you to join my Dongdeng Mansion now. As long as you nod, someone will protect you!"

"Hahahaha!"

In the illusory light and shadow, Chu Jin, whose body was torn apart and whose abdomen was cut open to remove the core, laughed loudly at the sky in despair and said softly, "I've returned everything to you... I want to... go home too."

While muttering, he fell on the southwest sky road leading to the Guichen Taoist Temple, and his soul and spirit quickly dissipated.

The world was silent. Wuchen, his white robes fluttering, turned from the realm of illusion, his eyes fixed on Ren Ye like fire. He spoke word by word, "The revenge you incited Chu Jin to become a demon will be avenged by the younger generation of the Xianlan Sect. And your sect's protector has already come to Jiuli and has been secretly spying on us for a long time. Why not show up in this ungraded place?!"

On the high platform, Ren Ye looked at Wu Chen's face, his heart filled with rage. He couldn't help but curse, "Old bastard, I think I have a thick skin, but in front of you, I am just a rookie! What? After Chu Jin returned all the treasures you gave him, you are now ready to go out and write the chapter that prolongs his life?!"

"Want to kill me?! But will it work? Only those who have passed down the Emperor's legacy can enter the Guichen Dojo, and that drop of the so-called supreme divine object you desire is ultimately just a desire! Even if you kill me, you won't be able to enter and you won't be able to obtain it!"

"But he can wait until you get it, then kill you." The young marquis listened to Ren Ye's angry curses and continued to persuade him: "You should seriously consider joining the Dongdeng Mansion. Even if you really have a protector here, you will definitely not be able to fight against fifteen clan leaders... After all, this is Jiuli. It is unwise to fight against a rock with an egg!"

Wu Chen floated above the sky, ignoring Ren Ye's angry curses. He simply said softly, "Since your protector dares not show up, I will take you back to the Xianlan Sect first. I will take you back after the elders of your sect arrive!"

“Boom boom…!”

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of figures suddenly flew up from the Dragon Viewing Platform in the center of Xingshan Mountain. They were all young masters who were lower than the fifth-grade immortal masters.

The sect's ancestor has spoken, so naturally they cannot let the Xianlan Sect lose face. At this moment, the younger generation is going to fight, preparing to enter the fourth-grade Guichen Arena and capture Ren Ye alive. They will never let a figure at the level of Immortal Master die and lower the prestige of the Xianlan Sect.

Divine light surged across the sky, and hundreds of figures flew over and entered the Tomb of the No-Rank Emperor in an instant.

When the young marquis saw this, he said even more urgently, "Hurry up and tell me! Hurry up and tell me! Otherwise it will be too late!"

Ren also looked up at the divine light in the sky, his eyes were cold and he remained motionless.

Outside the Renjian Inn, Li Yan frowned and said indirectly: "Ascension - take our little bad king home!"

As soon as the words fell, the spirits of all the close friends rose, ready to enter the Wupin Secret Realm for a battle. The witch of the Ligui Sect also secretly communicated with Wu Meng: "Let those who are lying in ambush prepare for a decisive battle!"

"Ong!"

Just as everyone was rubbing their hands and preparing to take off into the sky, a breeze suddenly blew through the entire Xianlan Five Cities.

The breeze gathered from outside Xingshan Mountain and instantly blew into the Wupin Land.

The wind seemed very light, only making the green in the emperor's tomb sway slightly. But the moment it blew into the land of no quality, the hundreds of disciples of the Xianlan Sect were like they had hit a solid wall of the sky.

"Bang bang...!"

Muffled sounds were heard one after another, and hundreds of figures were knocked back, with their divine auras in disarray, falling one after another outside the tomb of Emperor Xingshan.

"brush!"

On the second floor of the Renjian Inn, the wooden windows open automatically.

Senior Jiang Yu, with gray hair on his temples, entered the emperor's tomb in an instant with a surge of thoughts. His speed was so fast that the countless fifth-grade people around him were completely unaware of it.

"Ong!"

Above the Guichen Arena, as the void shook, the slightly thin figure slowly condensed and emerged.

He hung above Ren Ye's head, no matter how turbulent the Wupin realm in the emperor's tomb was, he just guarded the descendants with his empty eyes, facing the entire Jiuli world.

"You have your own Qingfeng Dragon-Slaying Platform?! But I see your sixth-grade Dao intention is shattered, and the star core within your abdomen is as dry as a sand dune. You are already on the verge of death. With a withered body on the verge of death, how can you slay a dragon or ascend a high platform?"

Above the sky, Wu Chen looked at Jiang Yu with cold eyes and spoke in a flat voice.

Jiang Yu stood with his hands folded, nodding woodenly: "I am indeed going to die...!"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Situ Ang, the sixth-rank ruler of Xiliang, flew into the sky. With a raise of his hand, he evolved a bridge of divine light, which spanned the emperor's tomb and carried him across the human world and into the land of no rank.

"Haha, are you trying to scare us off by using your dying body and the aura of a desperate struggle?!"

Situ Ang, dressed in a dragon robe, landed gracefully on Wu Chen's left side and spoke word by word, "Your desperate attitude cannot scare me away from the revenge of my son's murder!"

"Well said! How can we, the dignified Nine Li people, allow an outsider to run rampant? That Sixth Rank, I want to see today who you can kill!"

A deep response sounded, and the leader of the Hidden Immortal Sect flew into the sky holding a treasure and entered the land of no rank.

"I didn't want to get too deeply involved in this matter, but the Ancient Emperor's descendant acted too flamboyantly and ruthlessly. My son, Lu Tou, had no grudge against him, yet he was secretly kidnapped and held captive to this day." The head of the Lu family in Luopu Mountain, Nanli Kingdom, ascended the emperor's tomb with anger in his voice. "If you don't give me an explanation now, then I will take the Ancient Emperor's descendant with me, and let him taste the feeling of being kidnapped and dependent on others."

"Then protector, have your disciple return my Qingyao Sect disciple Du Yu'er immediately."

"Who isn't on the verge of death?! A sixth-grade cultivator with a shattered Dao spirit thinks he can bully the Nine Li Fifteen Sects?!"

"...!"

“Boom boom…!”

As soon as Jiang Yu appeared, the fifteen dragon viewing platforms burst out with dazzling divine rainbows. The fifteen sect leaders and kings who had been waiting for nearly a year all flew into the land of no rank at this moment.

They appeared at this moment for two reasons. First, they wanted to settle the conflicts, grievances, and hatreds between the various clans and the descendants of the Ancient Emperor. Second, they also wanted to inform the other sects in the mortal world that the fifteen most powerful sects of the Jiuli would advance and retreat together today, enter the ungraded land of the Emperor's Tomb together, and be the first to seize the opportunity.

Other sects need to be patient and step back for a while.

Fifteen sixth-rank kings and clan leaders jumped from the Guanlong Terrace into the emperor's tomb and stood there, just to target an unknown outsider?

For many years, this supreme figure of Jiuli, who was at the level of sixth-rank sect master, had been living in seclusion and had never fought with anyone.

Today, fifteen sixth-grade masters came out together. With every move they made, they exuded the power to destroy the world, which suppressed the entire human world into silence.

This scene was truly too shocking for the people of Jiuli.

But what puzzled them even more was who exactly was that nameless and ordinary-looking man?

What kind of divine power does he have that he can make the sixth-rank people from the fifteen sects gather together and stand shoulder to shoulder?

"That man... doesn't look too old! But why do these fifteen sect leaders all say that he is on the verge of death?" Someone secretly asked the high-ranking person, eager to get a response.

"How could we possibly glimpse the life energy of a sixth-rank supreme being? But no matter who he is, as long as the Fifteen Sects say he's dying, then he truly is."