Twilight's Threshold Chapter 647: Celestial Law Sect - Novel Cool

Chapter 647: Celestial Law Sect

Chapter 647: Celestial Law Sect

"Holy shit, was the Spirit Summoning Platform prepared for the Nobleman Zhang Family?"

Hu Ma couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on his scalp as he listened. How should I put it? The seniors really know how to play the game...

They spent twenty years fooling the Zhang Family, personally creating a treasure to deal with them.

I want to see!

Hu Ma, already struggling to contain his anticipation, hurriedly followed behind Long Jing Senior. The inner city of the City of the Wrongly Dead had now turned into a ruin, with collapsed houses and twisted roads. The bricks and tiles that once formed this real city were floating in the gloomy and hazy air, some slowly dispersing, while others were being fought over by countless vengeful ghosts.

Just before he had intruded into this place, it was still grand and imposing, with strict and majestic defenses. Both living people and vengeful ghosts were on guard, and no one knew how tight the security was.

But Long Jing Senior only borrowed a breath from him, wrote eight words, and this vast mansion was destroyed?

Hu Ma couldn't help but feel a bit inferior when he thought about how he had led a group of reincarnates to tear down the Iron Gate Yan Family.

At this moment, Long Jing Senior walked forward with a calm expression, as if he was very familiar with the ruins and twisted alleys. He strolled leisurely and said, "Do you think the Ten Clans are formidable?"

"..."

"Hmm... What?"

Hu Ma was taken aback by the sudden question and felt a bit embarrassed.

He remembered how a member of the Ten Clans, who was not even a direct descendant, had scared the reincarnates in Mingzhou so much that they dared not even breathe.

So, he pretended to be calm and nodded, saying, "They're just average."

"Hmm?"

Long Jing Senior turned to look at him, his expression slightly surprised, and said, "Don't be too arrogant!"

"The Ten Clans are already so formidable that no one dares to underestimate them."

"This world is already filled with countless extraordinary individuals, and with the Year of the Earth Pig, various techniques have become even more unfathomable. Twenty years ago, Laojun Mei flayed the emperor's skin, severed the Yi Dynasty's dragon veins, and I cut off the Du Clan's luck. The State Preceptor, that sinister fellow, was probably afraid and went into hiding. Since then, the Ten Clans have become extraordinary."

"We fought to the death, but the Ten Clans reaped the greatest benefit from it."

"Now, after twenty years of digesting their gains, each clan's abilities have greatly improved, far beyond what they were twenty years ago."

"I know the Nobleman Zhang Family very well, and by understanding them, I can also guess the progress of the other nine clans."

As he spoke, he sighed softly, "Heh, I have to admit it..."

"It's said that the Ten Clans are the ancestors of various sects, but this is just them boasting. The abilities of the sects have a long history, passed down from the common folk. It was only when the Ten Clans' ancestors were summoned by the Yi Dynasty to deal with the haunting of a hundred ghosts that, over a hundred years, their skills became more refined, their abilities grew, and they encountered good fortune..."

"..."

Hu Ma was a bit surprised by his earnest words.

After adjusting his mindset, he spoke softly, "If you put it that way, Senior, we understand. The Ten Clans are indeed powerful, with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, possessing countless unique skills and recruiting talented individuals from all over the world. They control the world's trends, and we reincarnates also have our own abilities. But in our daily lives, we have to hide from them and dare not truly confront the Ten Clans..."

"Hide?"

Long Jing Senior was a bit surprised and looked at Hu Ma with a helpless gaze, "You don't have to be so unambitious."

"The Ten Clans are formidable, but we are even more so."

"They are the most powerful group that has risen from the mortal realm, while we..."

"..."

"It's not..."

Of course, Hu Ma respected this senior, but at this moment, he couldn't help but have some inner criticism.

'Do you have to go around such a big circle to show off?'

'Are you trying to insult or praise the Ten Clans? I can play along either way...'

'...'

"..."

"Mr. Tie, wait!"

Just as they were talking, a staggering figure emerged from behind the broken walls. He was covered in blood and dust, with faint shadows clinging to his body and devouring him. When he raised his head to look at Long Jing Senior, his face was filled with intense rage, and he shouted sternly, "Both of you have orders from the elders, you must not leave the courtyard, return immediately..."

Long Jing Senior didn't even glance at him and continued walking forward. The man had already realized this, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood, then stumbled forward several steps, his hands constantly rubbing together.

"Hmm?"

Hu Ma was startled, and at a glance, he recognized that this was a powerful expert.

Those with weaker abilities had already perished under Long Jing's enchantment technique. This man's abilities were probably strong enough to push open three Imperial Guardian doors.

Just as Hu Ma was about to take action, he heard a dull 'kaka' sound.

As the man's hands rubbed together, the broken walls and pillars around them seemed to come to life, constantly twisting and changing.

Hu Ma had been following Long Jing Senior, walking forward, but the road beneath his feet had already transformed, and in front of him was a straight, pitch-black passage.

It led directly to a small courtyard that they had just left behind.

Even the raspy phonograph sound could be heard, faintly drifting over from the front.

Hu Ma, who was ready to strike at the first sight of the opponent, was now stunned as the person's figure had completely disappeared from in front of him.

There was only a tall brick wall and the dark alleyway.

But Long Jing Senior's steps did not falter as he walked forward, approached the wall, reached out, and removed a brick from it, then turned it around and placed it back.

He then pointed at the brick and said, "Spray him!"

Hu Ma immediately released a True Yang Arrow, and the brick suddenly burst into flames with a whoosh.

The next moment, a muffled groan sounded, and the surrounding alley walls returned to their original state, still a pile of ruins. The one who had blocked their way earlier was now kneeling in the alley.

Blood flowed from his seven orifices, his body stiffened, and his face wore an expression of terror and disbelief, but he was already dead beyond a doubt.

"What kind of ability is this?"

As Hu Ma walked past the man, he couldn't help but stare in astonishment, "With this True Yang Arrow, killing a small evil spirit is easy, but to kill such a master with just one shot?"

"Indeed, in our twenty years, we did lose that one battle, but it was not a defeat in battle."

Long Jing Senior didn't even glance at the man. He picked up a nail from the ground and continued walking while speaking to Hu Ma, "It was our mistake to misjudge the State Preceptor."

"We never thought he would betray us, and we never imagined the Ten Surnames would dare to backstab us."

"..."

Hu Ma was immediately drawn in by Long Jing Senior's words, "So, the key lies with the State Preceptor?"

Long Jing Senior replied indifferently, "Have you heard of him too?"

Hu Ma nodded and whispered, "Nowadays, the world has the Ten Surnames, but the Ten Surnames believe that there are actually eleven surnames."

He paused, then continued in a low voice, "I've also heard people say that twenty years ago, the State Preceptor fought with the Great Sage Master in the capital. The sky darkened, and ghosts and gods wailed. In the end, the Great Sage Master lost, but even in defeat, he still flayed the emperor and severed the Yi Dynasty's fortune. After that, the State Preceptor also disappeared, and the reincarnates were purged, forcing them into hiding."

"Is that what they say?"

As Long Jing Senior listened to these words, a faint smile appeared on his face, tinged with mockery, "He sure knows how to embellish his own reputation."

"I've been with the Zhang family for twenty years, and no one dared to speak such words to me."

"..."

The mockery on his face remained as he coldly said, "If we're talking about abilities, he does have them."

"But his greatest ability was deceiving all of us."

"..."

Hu Ma listened, his heart stirring with excitement, "Senior, these matters are of great importance to us."

"The so-called State Preceptor is just a title."

Long Jing brought up this person, his heart still filled with a cold ridicule and disgust that he couldn't hide, "Their sect is called the Celestial Law Sect. They entered the palace and were appointed as the State Preceptors, naturally earning the title of State Preceptor. He is the thirteenth generation successor of the Celestial Law Sect and the third State Preceptor. His name is Dragon Well, and we were acquainted since the time of his master."

"Although he is from here, he is very smart, yearning for everything we have and envying our talents. We also held him in high regard twenty years ago. Back then, we were truly arrogant, attempting a feat that defied the heavens..."

"The rise and fall of dynasties follow the will of heaven. The Yi Dynasty's demise was inevitable, but it should have followed the natural order, not be abruptly severed by individual might!"

"But that's exactly what we did at the time, and to make matters worse, we succeeded..."

"But the consequences..."

"..."

He spoke with a sigh, "It was indeed a heavy burden to bear..."

"The Heaven Offering Ceremony?"

Hu Ma's heart skipped a beat at these four words, and he hurriedly looked up at Long Jing Senior.

"Smash this nail into the third stone slab ahead!"

Long Jing Senior stopped as he spoke, handing the nail he had just picked up to Hu Ma, gesturing towards the stone slabs ahead.

"Yes!"

Hu Ma took it with both hands and forcefully slammed it downward, driving it halfway in. Then, he stepped on it, and the entire nail sank into the ground.

"Ssss"

As the nail was driven in, a chorus of coughing up blood suddenly echoed through the seemingly empty ruins. Four figures in black robes slowly fell from above.

Each of their foreheads was bruised and swollen, and they were undoubtedly dead.

"Yes."

Long Jing Senior walked between them, speaking indifferently, "Originating from the ambition of the Ten Surnames' ancestors, they crafted stone chisels, selling the entire world to gain immortal connections."

"We cooperated with the Celestial Law Sect, thinking they had also seen through it, but now it seems we were wrong."

"His admiration for us was fake, and his willingness to stop the Ten Surnames was not because he saw through the trap of immortality, but because..."

"He also wanted to become immortal!"

(End of Chapter)

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