Chapter 151: He's Truly Mad, Killing the Divine Infant Messenger!

Chapter 151: He's Truly Mad, Killing the Divine Infant Messenger!

Upon hearing the words of the Great Sun Flame Emperor, Qi Yuan's heart warmed.

"If a Divine Infant dares to make a move against me, I will invoke the name of the Wind Lord."

The online community is truly wonderful.

Unfortunately, he is still too weak to do much, and can only rely on the support of stronger players. He wishes he could help them resolve their troubles.

After chatting with the Flame Emperor, Qi Yuan switched to his Blood Cloak Sword God account.

Indeed, this account had received numerous friend requests.

"Is this the Eastern Earth Sect Leader of the Divine Flower Society?"

As expected of a big shot, they don't even change their ID."

He accepted the friend request from the account named "Eastern Earth Sect Leader of the Divine Flower Society."

Soon after, a message arrived.

"Blood Cloak Sword God, do you have some time?"

"Yes."

"I never expected that our Divine Flower Society's Eastern Earth Branch would have such a powerful figure like the Blood Cloak Sword God." The Eastern Earth Sect Leader began by flattering him.

Qi Yuan felt a bit embarrassed and asked directly, "What is it that you want, Sect Leader?"

"Can the conflict between you and the Light Palace be resolved?"

At this, Qi Yuan was unwilling.

"The Light Palace and I have a deep-rooted grudge; it cannot be resolved!"

Was this Eastern Earth Sect Leader acting as a mediator?

"It's just a minor grudge; why can't you let it go?

You are strong, but two fists are no match for four hands. With dozens of Purple Mansions gathered in the Light Palace, led by three late-stage cultivators, if you go there, it's just asking for death."

The Eastern Earth Sect Leader spoke the truth, and this was the consensus among almost all Purple Mansion cultivators.

Currently, the conflict between the Blood Cloak Sword God and the Light Palace was viewed by most powerful cultivators as something that would eventually fizzle out, unless one side produced a Divine Infant.

Firstly, the Blood Cloak Sword God was too strong and unencumbered, making him a lone cultivator that the Light Palace couldn't deal with for the time being.

Secondly, the Light Palace was too powerful. With the Blood Cloak Sword God now on the offensive, he was seeking death by provoking them.

"I've already posted about destroying the Light Palace, so if I don't go now, won't it make me lose face?" Qi Yuan replied matter-of-factly.

This response left the Eastern Earth Sect Leader at a loss.

"If you are willing to reconcile, the three Palace Lords of the Light Palace will personally apologize to you.

The Light Palace will also offer several cultivation techniques and treasures as compensation. The specific details of the compensation will need to be discussed with the people of the Light Palace." The Eastern Earth Sect Leader continued, "In ten days, at the Feixian Tower, the Light Palace will host the Hundred Immortals Banquet to apologize to you. At that time, you can send a clone to discuss the details of the compensation with the Palace Lords."

Hearing this, Qi Yuan was delighted.

Was this the same Light Palace he once knew, with its proud and untamed demeanor?

"I still prefer their initial proud and untamed appearance."

That proud and untamed, cold and noble, high and mighty White Moonlight was more enticing to conquer, wasn't it?

"If you want to talk, first stop the Hundred Nations Blood War, and then each Purple Mansion cultivator can commit suicide." Qi Yuan boldly made his demands.

The Eastern Earth Sect Leader fell silent.

Is this what a peace talk looks like?

"Blood Cloak Sword God, are you really unwilling to meet and talk?" The Eastern Earth Sect Leader's tone carried a hint of helplessness.

"Are my demands too much?

If they're not even willing to commit suicide, they have no sincerity at all. There's no point in talking about peace!"

"Meet? Let's skip the Feixian Tower.

In seven days, I'll personally go to the headquarters of the Light Palace and make them wait with clean necks." Qi Yuan spoke arrogantly.

After saying this, he entered the Divine Flower Society forum and posted a thread.

"Seven days from now, I, the Blood Cloak Sword God, representing justice, will flatten the Light Palace!"

This time, the plan to annihilate the Light Palace received a lot of support.

Qi Yuan finally issued the death notice.

After posting the thread, Qi Yuan felt refreshed.

"The Light Palace should be hiding in their headquarters now, which is perfect for a decisive strike."

Soon after the thread was posted, numerous comments appeared.

"Is Senior going to do it for real?"

"Witness history in the making!"

"Senior, you're so mighty! I've always disliked the Light Palace."

"Senior, why not reconsider?"

Seeing the comments below, Qi Yuan's battle intent soared.

"Indeed, the people's hearts and righteousness are with me."

However, when he saw some pessimistic comments listing the strengths of the Light Palace and claiming that the Blood Cloak Sword God couldn't possibly annihilate them, Qi Yuan's expression turned sour.

"Why can't they be muted?"

"Even though what they say is somewhat reasonable, it just looks annoying."

At this moment, Qi Yuan realized that it was a good thing he wasn't an emperor. If he were, he would surely be a foolish ruler, unable to listen to any lengthy and sincere advice.

Qi Yuan thought for a moment and replied to his die-hard fan, Fox Cave Xiaoli.

"This time, destroying the Light Palace, consider it your contribution."

In a distant land, Fox Cave Xiaoli was left bewildered.

"Senior, I just came to cheer you on, but please don't drag me into this!"

Although she was far away from the Light Palace, having an unnecessary enemy was never a good thing.

...

The post shook the entire Green Cloud Continent.

Currently, in all the taverns, inns, and pleasure boats, the most discussed topic was the final battle between the Light Palace and the Blood Cloak Sword God.

The Blood Cloak Sword God had boldly declared that he would flatten the Light Palace in seven days, which surprised many.

These people couldn't understand why the Blood Cloak Sword God dared to make such a claim. Even the first disciple under the Eastern Earth's Dark Deity, the master of the Ascension Pavilion, Elder Wutian, didn't dare say he could destroy the Light Palace.

How dare the Blood Cloak Sword God?

Most low-level cultivators verbally supported the Blood Cloak Sword God, but no one believed he could win.

After all, even if the Blood Cloak Sword God killed nine Purple Mansion cultivators of the Light Palace, there were still over fifty remaining, including three late-stage cultivators.

Additionally, with their million years of heritage, what could the Blood Cloak Sword God use to fight them?

At this moment, Qi Yuan emerged from his cave abode to enjoy some sunlight.

A voice suddenly reached his ears.

"This Blood Cloak Sword God and Junior Brother Qi Yuan must both be from the Crazy One lineage; otherwise, it's inexplicable for a Purple Mansion cultivator to declare that he will personally go to the Light Palace and flatten Lingxiao." The speaker was none other than Kang Fulu.

Jiang Ya stood by his side, her eyebrows knitted together in deep thought.

Upon hearing Kang Fulu's words, Qi Yuan became displeased: "Senior Brother, is it possible that the Blood Cloak Sword God will unleash his divine might and annihilate the Light Palace?

"It's impossible!" Kang Fulu shook his head.

Jiang Ya spoke up at this moment, "Master once said that the Bright Palace has the foundation of a Dark Deity... Even he has no means to deal with the Bright Palace."

"Blood Cloak Sword God... That's a tough one."

The situation here is intricate, and I don't know how it will ultimately unfold.

However, the outcome of this matter has nothing to do with us. We should focus on preparing for the Dongtu Talents Ranking."

Upon hearing this, Kang Fulu's expression turned serious.

The Dongtu Talents Ranking, which will commence in half a month, is of utmost importance.

The task entrusted to him by his father-in-law, the leader of the Divine Light Sect, is something he must strive to accomplish.

Qi Yuan continued basking in the sun, murmuring, "No wonder the Bright Palace has been so powerful and unchallenged for so many years. It's because everyone fears the Dark Deity."

After soaking up some sun, Qi Yuan felt bored and decided it was time to return and continue modifying the spells.

The progress on the Qi Yuan Canon still needed to be pushed forward.

Looking at Xiao Jia, who was obediently eating blood crystals beside him, Qi Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Do you think I can destroy the Bright Palace?"

Xiao Jia paused, her sleeve holding Qi Yuan's hand, and nodded vigorously.

A smile instantly appeared on Qi Yuan's face as he embraced Xiao Jia's slender waist.

"As expected, you have a keen eye, Xiao Jia!"

Qi Yuan's previous irritability vanished.

Seven days later.

Amidst the continuous mountains, Qi Yuan donned a blood-red robe, with a sword strapped to his back.

Endless blood energy swirled around the blade.

Xu Yeli wore a black robe and held a suona horn in his hand, his face filled with apprehension.

When the Blood Cloak Sword God declared his intention to destroy the Bright Palace, Xu Yeli was shocked upon hearing this news.

Although he had heard the Blood Cloak Sword God express his determination to annihilate the Bright Palace before, he hadn't taken it seriously.

But this time, was he serious?

"It's a pity that only you will play for me in the destruction of the Bright Palace," Qi Yuan said to Xu Yeli with a hint of regret.

Without three hundred Venerables playing music, he felt something was missing.

Hearing this, Xu Yeli's heart was filled with unease.

Even now, he was still thinking about the music. This Blood Cloak Sword God was truly extraordinary!

"Senior, when are we leaving?" Xu Yeli's heart was filled with complexity at this moment.

To be honest, he felt a bit apprehensive.

This time was different from the past, as they were heading to the headquarters of the Bright Palace.

If the Blood Cloak Sword God perished, his death was certain.

"Let's go now, the two of us together."

After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he soared towards the sky.

Xu Yeli gritted his teeth and hurriedly followed, flying towards the Bright Palace.

At this moment, the various immortal mountains and cities had their eyes fixed on the headquarters of the Bright Palace.

When they saw the blood-red rainbow in the sky, everyone was taken aback.

"The Blood Cloak Sword God has arrived."

"He actually dares to go there!"

"Alas, no matter the outcome, his name will be remembered for eternity."

"I hope the Blood Cloak Sword God can kill more Purple Mansions of the Bright Palace before his death."

"Don't get too close, lest you get caught in the crossfire."

However, Qi Yuan, who was in the sky, halted his steps.

In front of him, a celestial carriage blocked his path.

The carriage was driven by six Divine Infant Realm Purple Lightning Mad Lions, exuding an air of authority.

From within the carriage, a haughty voice echoed.

"Are you the Blood Cloak Sword God?"

"Indeed," Qi Yuan replied with a stern expression, feeling a bit annoyed at being stopped.

"The Dark Deity has decreed that the feud between the Bright Palace and the Blood Cloak Sword God ends here." The curtain of the carriage was drawn back, revealing a snow-white arm and a scroll emitting a golden light, which was presented before Qi Yuan's eyes.

On the scroll, a large character "Divine" was inscribed, emanating a terrifying aura.

Upon seeing this "Divine" character, whether it was the Divine Infants or the Purple Mansions, a sense of being unable to contend arose in their minds.

Qi Yuan, upon hearing this, was delighted.

"Which Dark Deity?" he asked.

The lady in the carriage frowned slightly, her tone conveying dissatisfaction with Qi Yuan's attitude, "Heaven-Earth Cave, Ye Qiong Venerable!"

The Grand Palace Lord of the Bright Palace had visited the Heaven-Earth Cave to pay respects to this Dark Deity before returning to the Bright Palace.

"I don't know him," Qi Yuan replied nonchalantly, "He's not the police, nor does he have the right to control me."

Xu Yeli, standing behind Qi Yuan, broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this.

Is the Blood Cloak Sword God's courage too great? That's a Dark Deity.

The lady in the carriage, upon hearing this, finally couldn't restrain herself and stepped out of the carriage. With her phoenix eyes, she glared at Qi Yuan, her face filled with arrogance, "You dare to defy the will of the Venerable?

You're seeking death!"

The lady had served the Ye Qiong Venerable for thousands of years, and whenever a Purple Mansion saw her, they would show the utmost respect.

Facing the Dark Deity, those Purple Mansions were even more humble, reduced to dust.

Qi Yuan's attitude displeased her.

"I'm seeking death?" Qi Yuan's eyes flashed with killing intent, "I think it's you who's seeking death!"

As he was flying along, his momentum was like a rainbow, ready to break through and destroy the Bright Palace in one go. However, he was stopped by someone.

A domineering woman had appeared, and Qi Yuan's heart was filled with anger.

Now, she was even threatening him?

The lady was taken aback, her face filled with disbelief as she looked at Qi Yuan, "The Venerable originally thought you had some talent and wanted to resolve the feud, saving your life. It seems you're truly foolish and unaware!

Fine, Blood Cloak Sword God, I will report your words to the Ye Qiong Venerable truthfully!"

After speaking, the lady waved her sleeves and re-entered the carriage.

Her heart was filled with murderous intent, but unfortunately, her personality prevented her from taking immediate action.

Of course, when she returned, she would certainly exaggerate the matter before the Ye Qiong Venerable.

By then, the Blood Cloak Sword God would be as good as dead.

At this moment, all the Purple Mansions and Divine Infants who witnessed this scene were shocked and began to discuss it.

"The Blood Cloak Sword God is truly formidable. He's the messenger of the Dark Deity, and if he offends, he offends!"

"If he weren't so bold, would he dare to go to the headquarters of the Bright Palace?"

"It's a pity that he offended the Ye Qiong Venerable. Even if he survives this trip to the Bright Palace, there will be no place for him in Dongtu."

In the next instant, the expressions of shock on their faces intensified.

From above the heavens, a voice filled with killing intent echoed.

"Did I say you could leave?"

"You can leave, but your corpse stays here!"

As soon as Qi Yuan opened his mouth, he made his move.

The long blood-red sword unsheathed, and blood energy surged into the sky.

The Primordial Divine Art of the Overlord Heart Demon, a skill of Origin Venerable, followed the blood-red sword, transforming into a blood-red stream of light that pierced straight into the chest of the palace-skirted woman.

The palace-skirted woman's face was filled with disbelief, as if she were a female sea king who had just seen a dog licking her, but it didn't: "You... you're crazy..."

She couldn't comprehend it.

How dare Blood Cloak Sword God do this!

She was the messenger of Dark Deity!

"Die!" Qi Yuan struck again with his sword.

With a powerful move and a simple attack, a small Mid-Purple Mansion cultivator died at Qi Yuan's hands.

Qi Yuan waved his hand, and the palace-skirted woman's storage bag fell into his grasp.

Qi Yuan took a look and immediately broke into a wide smile, all his anger vanishing.

"Well killed, perfectly killed, killed to perfection!"

This palace-skirted woman was too rich!

There were two Heaven Rank Spells in her storage bag.

Looking at the shattered corpse of the palace-skirted woman, Qi Yuan's face turned remorseful: "I'm sorry, if I had known you were so rich, I wouldn't have spoken to you like that earlier."

Qi Yuan really wanted to squeeze out a small pearl, but he couldn't.

He could only blame it on the fact that White Moonlight didn't deserve his deep affection.

At this moment, all the cultivators who witnessed this scene fell into complete silence.

Blood Cloak Sword God had killed the messenger of Dark Deity?

Blood Cloak Sword God was not leaving himself any way out!

Regardless of the outcome of today's confrontation with Bright Palace, Blood Cloak Sword God would have no place to hide in Dongtu.

Qi Yuan was unaware of the thoughts of the crowd.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

Looking at the immortal carriage, he recalled the words of the Great Sun Flame Emperor.

When facing a crisis from Dark Deity, he could mention the name of Wind Lord.

So, facing the immortal carriage, he calmly spoke two words: "Wind Lord."

After saying this, Qi Yuan transformed into a blood-red rainbow and disappeared.

...

In Bright Palace, fifty-six Purple Mansion cultivators gathered.

Everyone's expression was solemn.

The Grand Palace Lord bathed in radiance, and his eyes revealed a look of surprise: "Blood Cloak Sword God... killed the messenger of Ye Qiong Venerable."

"What?" Third Palace Lord Zi Cang's face changed drastically, then she exclaimed in delight, "He's seeking death!"

The Second Palace Lord's voice was gentle and refined: "No wonder he dared to come to our Bright Palace. He's not pretending to be crazy; he's genuinely insane."

If he weren't truly insane, how could he dare to do such a thing?

Even if it were the Immortal Elder Wu Tian, he wouldn't dare to come to the headquarters of Bright Palace. On his way here, he had killed a messenger of Dark Deity.

"Alas, what bad luck, to offend such a madman." The Second Palace Lord sighed, seemingly expressing regret for the nine Purple Mansion cultivators who had perished.

"After we finish exterminating Blood Cloak Sword God, I will personally bring his corpse to pay respects to Ye Qiong Venerable." The Grand Palace Lord spoke up.

Blood Cloak Sword God had offended Ye Qiong Venerable, and after eliminating him, the Grand Palace Lord naturally wanted to make use of this connection.

The Purple Mansion cultivators on the field were either elated or deeply worried.

The Grand Palace Lord's gaze was profound.

In his sleeve, the Imperial Dragon Crown was still dormant.

This was his greatest reliance.

It was also the foundation of Bright Palace's thousand-year-old prestige.

Even Dark Deity wouldn't dare to casually oppose Bright Palace.

However, the Dark Deity's artifact was still incomplete, and it needed to undergo a hundred battles before it could be used normally like a true Dark Deity artifact.

Until then, it was best to avoid using it.

Today, the Grand Palace Lord didn't want to use it.

"We gave him a chance to reconcile, but since he didn't agree, and instead came here to die, we can only fulfill his wish." Third Palace Lord Zi Cang's voice was filled with anger.

Bright Palace had already shown great sincerity, even apologizing, but Blood Cloak Sword God not only refused to accept it but also came here to die!

This was also the thought of all the cultivators present.

"He's here."

At this moment, a voice rang out.

The fifty-plus Purple Mansion cultivators on the field all looked up at the sky.

The blood-red rainbow's path was filled with overwhelming killing intent.

This killing intent seemed too intense, as if it had dyed the sky red.

The blood-red sky was eerie and enchanting, and everyone who saw it felt a nameless fear in their hearts.

Blood Cloak Sword God stood in the void, his blood-red long robe making him exceptionally handsome.

The blood-red long sword on his back seemed to tremble, eager to unsheathe itself and drink the blood of the world.

He scanned the majestic Bright Palace in front of him and spoke lazily: "Those who leave Bright Palace today will not be killed by me."

Currently, there were no weaklings at the headquarters of Bright Palace. Even the weakest ones were all Purple Mansion cultivators.

Upon hearing this, Third Palace Lord Zi Cang's face showed disdain: "What arrogance!"

Blood Cloak Sword God glanced at Zi Cang: "I brush my teeth every day, so I don't have bad breath.

It's you who probably hasn't brushed your teeth in hundreds of days, stinking up my nose.

Is stinking breath your Primordial Divine Ability?

Your Primordial Divine Ability is truly powerful, hurting me."

Zi Cang's face turned red and pale, and she could only say: "Sharp-tongued!"

The numerous Purple Mansion and Dark Deity cultivators looked at Blood Cloak Sword God, their expressions grave. They didn't have the same carefree and relaxed feeling as him.

This battle seemed unavoidable.

Fifty-plus Purple Mansion cultivators and a hundred Dark Deity cultivators were arranged in the formation, their expressions inevitably showing tension.

Blood Cloak Sword God's gaze swept over the thousand-plus cultivators, and seeing the white-haired crowd, he revealed a satisfied expression: "Bright Palace is indeed the number one power in Green Cloud Continent, all my favorite old men."

Qualified old men, qualified White Moonlight.

He snapped his fingers once.

Behind him, Xu Yeli trembled as he picked up the suona horn, as this was his first time facing so many Purple Mansion cultivators.

The desolate sound of the suona horn echoed at this moment.

The solemn atmosphere also reached its peak at this instant.

"Kill!" Blood Cloak Sword God's eyes revealed a cruel smile.

PS: The next chapter will be out in six hours, so please don't scold me. I've already given a reminder in the title.

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