Chapter 2722 - 2721: We’re Here for Revenge

"Using us to test Feng Wuchen’s power?"

Yuan Hong frowned deeply and said, "Does the Great Elder mean that the mighty one is indirectly denying us entry to the Immortal Realm?"

"Rather than saying rejection, it’s more like assassination by proxy," said the Great Elder of the Golden Crow Clan in a deep voice.

"What? Assassination by proxy?" Yuan Hong’s face drastically changed.

The Great Elder of the Golden Crow Clan said in a deep voice, "I hope we can kill Feng Wuchen, otherwise the mighty one is just sending us to our deaths. Go back and tell Ghost Soul Hall Master that our Golden Crow Clan will take action when necessary."

Although the purpose of the mighty one is guessed, the Golden Crow Clan cannot disobey orders unless they don’t want to enter the Immortal Realm.

From the words of the Great Elder of the Golden Crow Clan, it is clear there is not much certainty in killing Feng Wuchen.

"Great Elder, what do you think of Feng Wuchen’s strength?" Yuan Hong asked.

The Great Elder of the Golden Crow Clan glanced at the Great Protector on the Rakshasa Holy Temple’s plaza and said, "Your strength can barely match mine, but you tried your best without being able to break the force entrapping the Great Protector. Naturally, I cannot do it either."

"This force must be Feng Wuchen’s mysterious power within. Although I don’t know its origin, it is indeed formidable, and the Clan Leader may not necessarily prevail."

"I must admit, initially the Golden Crow Clan did underestimate Feng Wuchen. If it weren’t for the mighty one’s orders, I couldn’t have secretly observed the power entrapping the Great Protector."

"My guess is the same as the Great Elder’s, our knowledge of Feng Wuchen’s strength is entirely speculative, and no one knows his true power. If it weren’t for entering the Immortal Realm, I would never agree to oppose him," Yuan Hong solemnly said.

"However, with the Golden Crow Clan’s assistance, our chances of victory increase significantly. I will report back to the Hall Master," Yuan Hong clasped his hands, then swiftly disappeared.

No matter the purpose of the mighty one, or how powerful Feng Wuchen might be, having the Golden Crow Clan’s support is undoubtedly good news for the Sky Void Holy Temple.

The Great Elder of the Golden Crow Clan’s elder face was extremely solemn, muttering to himself, "Let’s hope so."

...

Mysterious Gate Holy Temple.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao, along with dozens of others, flew in and descended onto the plaza of the Mysterious Gate Holy Temple, essentially barging in.

A powerful aura instantly engulfed the Mysterious Gate Holy Temple.

"Saint Emperor experts!"

The disciples of the Mysterious Gate Holy Temple were terrified, staring in horror at the group led by Feng Wuchen, as dozens of Saint Emperors arrived.

One or two Saint Emperors might not be a big deal, but dozens are extremely severe.

"Who went to Spirit Beast Mountain half a month ago? Step forward," Liu Qingyang coldly spoke, his face exceptionally gloomy.

"Half a month ago? Wasn’t that Senior Brother and them?"

"Yes, it’s Senior Brother and them, and they even brought back a huge Holy Spirit Stone."

"Why are they looking for Senior Brother? Did Senior Brother cause trouble? Don’t tell me the Holy Spirit Stone was stolen?"

For a moment, Mysterious Gate Holy Temple disciples speculated variously.

"Quickly find Senior Brother and the others!" Several disciples hurriedly ran off.

Inside the hall, the hall master and elders of the Mysterious Gate Holy Temple immediately realized what was happening.

"Who dares intrude upon my Mysterious Gate Holy Temple?" The hall master’s brows furrowed deeply, his aged face darkened, and an aura of authority emanated.

Before long, the hall master and elders emerged from the hall.

"Reporting to Hall Master, they are looking for Senior Brother," a disciple respectfully reported.

"Zhao Ming?" The hall master’s brows lightly furrowed as he looked toward Feng Wuchen’s group and asked, "Who are you? What is your business with Zhao Ming?"

"Just have them come out, and you’ll understand," Liu Qingyang coldly responded.

"Hall Master, these young people are not ordinary, all of them are in the Saint Emperor Realm. That young lady is already a Three-Star Saint Emperor, stronger than the Hall Master, must be from a powerful great force. Looks like Zhao Ming caused trouble," an elder whispered seriously.

The hall master slightly nodded, naturally seeing it too.

In a palace, a disciple rushed over, shouting, "Senior Brother, there’s trouble, someone is here looking for you, they are Saint Emperor experts."

"Saint Emperor experts?" Zhao Ming furrowed his brows slightly, puzzled, "Looking for me? I don’t know any Saint Emperor experts, do you know who they are?"

"No, but they look like trouble," the disciple shook his head.

"Trouble?" Zhao Ming sneered disdainfully, "Quite bold to cause trouble at Mysterious Gate Holy Temple. Don’t they know the Rakshasa Holy Temple is above Mysterious Gate Holy Temple? Don’t they know the Sky Void Holy Temple is backing us? Truly reckless."

"Oh right, Senior Brother, they mentioned the ones who went to Spirit Beast Mountain half a month ago," the disciple added.

"Spirit Beast Mountain? Could it be them? No, they’re just Eight-star Saint Monarchs with a few Shenghumans, how could they be Saint Emperors? Must be someone behind them," Zhao Ming internally speculated.

"Let’s go, have a look," Zhao Ming guessed it was Liu Qingyang and them, then briskly walked out of the palace.

Before long, Zhao Ming and three other disciples arrived, precisely the four Shenghumans who robbed the Holy Spirit Stone.

"Sure enough, it’s them," Zhao Ming immediately recognized Liu Qingyang and them, a contemptuous smile curling at his lips.

"Hmm? Their aura... Saint Emperor Realm! How could this be?" Another disciple’s eyes widened like saucers, as though seeing ghosts.

"All of them broke through to Saint Emperor Realm? That leopard is actually a Three-Star Saint Emperor!" Another disciple was scared out of his mind.

Zhao Ming also noticed at this moment, the contemptuous grin on his face hardened, replaced by disbelief and shock.

"Is it them?" Feng Wuchen asked.

"Yes, it’s those four!" Liu Qingyang teasingly sneered, eyes narrowing, flashing with fierce killing intent.

"These four bastards must have had a good time recently, huh?" Bei Dou Yan malevolently said, like a wolf glaring at Zhao Ming and the others.

Liu Qingyang stepped forward coldly, "We meet again, you should remember, right?"

"..." Zhao Ming stared at Liu Qingyang like he was looking at monsters, unable to speak.

"What’s wrong? Are you so scared? Don’t believe we broke through to Saint Emperor, right?" Liu Qingyang mocked, his icy killing intent locked onto Zhao Ming.

"Zhao Ming, what on earth happened?" the hall master coldly questioned.

"Looks like the Mysterious Gate Hall Master doesn’t know, a fortnight ago, these four went to Spirit Beast Mountain and stole our Holy Spirit Stone, injuring many of our people. Today, we’ve come for revenge," Liu Qingyang coldly stated.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

"Puff!"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Qingyang suddenly struck, his figure flashed out, followed by a loud explosion, a disciple’s chest collapsed, spitting blood, his body shot out, breaking a large stone pillar in the plaza before finally piercing through a palace.

"How dare you! To injure my Mysterious Gate Holy Temple’s disciple!" The hall master thundered angrily.