High Martial Arts: I Travel Through Heaven and Earth Through Dreams

Chapter 614 marks the end of the era belonging to the Tai Xuan Holy Land.



Chapter 614 marks the end of the era belonging to the Tai Xuan Holy Land.

This is like him planning to rob a bank vault, but the bank manager not only opens the door for him but also kindly issues him a VIP card with the highest privileges, begging him to take the money.

Lin Hanzhou took several deep breaths before he could barely suppress the overwhelming joy surging in his heart.

He released his grip, letting the corners of his mouth turn up in a wild smile.

At that moment, the smile on his face was harder to suppress than a freshly loaded AK-47, exuding an undisguised arrogance and wickedness.

"Hehehe..."

"The people of Zixiao Holy Land... are truly rare and wonderful people!"

"Since you are so kind as to accept this generous gift, and have even paved the way for me, I will gladly accept it."

"When I personally ascend to the Purple Cloud Sacred Land one day and uproot your ancestral graves, I will definitely thank you properly for your 'kindness in recognizing and recognizing' me today."

A dangerous glint flashed in Lin Hanzhou's eyes. He probed the token with his divine sense again and transmitted his thoughts in a tone full of humiliation, resentment, and helplessness.

I agree.

When this divine thought, filled with "humiliation" and "helplessness," was transmitted back...

The old man's eyes were full of pride.

In his view, the so-called Holy Land's Holy Son was nothing more than a greenhorn who had never experienced a truly brutal struggle.

What good is high talent?

As long as you have a handle on them and apply a little pressure, won't the other party have to obediently bow down?

"The Tai Xuan Holy Land has really been getting worse and worse in recent years. The holy sons it has cultivated are so immature."

The old man gave a cold laugh.

However, he quickly composed himself.

he knows.

Now is not the time to completely relax.

After a slap, you should naturally give a sweet treat.

Only by combining kindness and severity can one truly make a prodigy work for one's own purposes.

Thinking about this...

He probed the bronze token with his divine sense again, and his tone softened considerably from the previous cold threat.

Those who understand the times are wise.

Xiao Yan, you made the right decision.

Rest assured, as long as you sincerely serve our Purple Cloud Holy Land, we will never treat you unfairly.

【You have now been included in the register of true disciples of my Zixiao Holy Land, and from this day forward, you are a member of my Zixiao Holy Land.】

[When the Tai Xuan Holy Land is completely destroyed, I will truthfully report all the merits you have provided.]

[At that time, let alone cultivation resources, you might even be offered the position of Holy Son.]

Speaking of it.

The old man paused slightly, then added meaningfully.

[Even... the future position of the Purple Heaven Saint Lord is not out of the question.]

Inside the Holy Son's Cave in the Tai Xuan Holy Land.

Lin Hanzhou sat on the futon, looking at the information coming from the token, and almost couldn't help but laugh out loud again.

The position of Holy Lord?

That old man, he really dares to make empty promises.

His lips twitched, and he sneered inwardly.

"You old bastard, you really think I'm a three-year-old?"

"Return the Holy Lord's position."

"Why don't you just say you'll give me the location of your Zixiao Holy Land's ancestral tombs too?"

"Oh, wait a minute..."

"I will know the location of my ancestral graves myself in the future."

Lin Hanzhou was overjoyed.

But on the surface, he still maintained a submissive posture, as if he had been forced into it.

His divine sense deliberately carried a hint of struggle and suppression.

I hope you will keep your word.

Since I have no other choice, I will naturally work for you.

The other end of the token.

The old man in purple robes nodded in satisfaction.

That's more like it.

Young people are ultimately afraid of death.

Anyone who fears death has a weakness.

As long as there is a weakness, it can be controlled.

He continued to transmit his voice.

【very good.】

From now on, you will be the most important pawn that my Purple Cloud Holy Land has planted in the Tai Xuan Holy Land.

However, you must remember that this matter must never be exposed.

This bronze token is a top-grade Saint-level magic artifact, inscribed with spatial Dao patterns and a divine soul barrier, making it impossible for ordinary Saints to discern the content of its messages.

Even the Great Sage would find it difficult to intercept.

Theoretically speaking, only quasi-Emperor level beings are qualified to intercept the information contained within.

[And the only remaining Quasi-Emperor in your Tai Xuan Holy Land is nearing the end of his lifespan, already with one foot in his coffin, he simply doesn't have the energy to pay attention to these matters.]

But there's always a chance of something unexpected happening.

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, please remember not to contact me casually.

[Especially near the Supreme Saint Lord, no abnormalities must be revealed.]

Upon hearing this, Lin Hanzhou immediately responded.

【I see.】

【very good.】

The old man in purple robes concluded.

Now, all you need to do is wait quietly.

You will see it soon.

The era belonging to the Tai Xuan Holy Land has ended.

……

Time passed slowly, and a week later...

The entire Eastern Continent was in complete chaos.

A message as thunderous as lightning swept across the land at an unimaginable speed.

The Great Sage Qingyun of the Tai Xuan Holy Land has fallen!

In addition, all eight saints who went into the ancient ruins with him also died and disappeared!

When the news first broke, countless people couldn't believe it.

However, as more and more intelligence leaked out...

The entire cultivation world of the Eastern Continent was finally in an uproar.

Inside a restaurant, countless cultivators sat together, their expressions filled with shock.

"Really? The Great Sage Qingyun is really dead?!"

"Of course! It's all over the place now!"

"That's a Great Sage! How many Great Sages are there in the entire Nine Heavens Continent?"

"I heard that not only the Great Sage Qingyun, but also eight other Sages from the Taixuan Holy Land who accompanied him have died!"

"Oh My God……"

Some people gasped in shock.

"Has the Tai Xuan Holy Land been punished by heaven?"

The other person lowered their voice.

"I heard... it wasn't an accident."

"Um?"

"It's said they were ambushed and killed!"

The moment these words were spoken, the entire restaurant fell silent.

Surrounding and killing a Great Sage? What kind of lineup would that require?

"Who did it?"

"Who else could it be?"

The monk sneered.

"In the entire Eastern Continent, only a few holy lands have this strength and courage."

"Purple Cloud Holy Land, Myriad Demon Holy Land, Heavenly Sword Holy Land..."

"Who else could it be but them?"

Meanwhile, in a certain market town, a group of cultivators were also discussing the matter animatedly.

"But that's not the most important thing."

"What is that?"

"Haven't you heard? That quasi-Emperor ancestor of the Tai Xuan Holy Land has less than ten years left to live!"

"What?!"

"Really?"

"Absolutely true!"

"It is said that the peak Quasi-Emperor was once involved in the previous generation's struggle for the Emperor's Path. Later, he suffered a great injury and has been surviving to this day by relying on secret techniques."

"Now that his lifespan is nearing its end and his vital energy is declining, he can hardly suppress the injuries anymore."

"Otherwise, how could the three holy lands dare to act so recklessly?"

Some people sighed.

"The Tai Xuan Holy Land... is probably really doomed."


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