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In the three story pavilion that Lei Yang and the other two stayed in, there was actually a three meter square observation deck on top of the building.

At this moment, Lei Yang, Huang Daoji and Empyrean Demonheart were seated cross-legged on the observation deck, looking at the sunset and the multicolored light flying towards them like a fairy.

In front of them, there was a square jug. On it, there was a jug and three wine cups that emitted a strong aroma.

And this wine, was not from the Flying Sect, but was instead from the godly spirit that Lei Yang had not tasted for a long time. It was evident that he was extremely satisfied with the matter that happened today.

He did not expect that this matter would progress so smoothly. In fact, this matter made him so happy that he did not hesitate to take out the godly spirit to drink.

The three of them had different feelings in their hearts as they looked at the graceful and beautiful Flying Peak under the sunset. However, godly spirit had an extraordinary power when it was drunk, and the Qi contained Nirvana Realm. The moment Huang Daoji took his first sip, the three of them expressed their sincere gratitude to Lei Yang.

He understood that this wine, which smelled extraordinary, was one of his greatest fortunes.

However, Lei Yang and the Cultivation Level Realm Empyrean Demonheart who were used to drinking too much would naturally not have any feeling of drunkenness, so Huang Daoji was destined to not succeed. He had only just swallowed two cups, yet his own body was still hazy with alcohol as he collapsed onto the observation deck, absentmindedly expressing his thanks to Lei Yang non-stop.

It's just that the capacity of this jug of wine is limited, this jug of godly spirit has followed him for so long, even though he cherishes it every time, it's still the time for me to drink it all.

While admiring the red horizon and the flying peaks in the sunset, Lei Yang raised the wine pot once again. But at this time, he realized that the godly spirit in the wine pot was no longer drunk.

He immediately shook his head, revealing a bitter and pained smile.

Even though Empyrean Demonheart had been by Lei Yang's side for a long time, he had never seen such a display of true love from him. He understood that Yun Che was probably just observing his emotions and thinking about some heart-wrenching things, thus, he remained expressionless as he continued to admire the beautiful scenery of the Heaven and Earth in his eyes, and no longer paid attention to the current Master Lei Yang.

After a long while, Lei Yang then fell into a trance, and muttered to himself: "The wine has already been exhausted, but this time it's truly been exhausted, because the person who made the wine, in order to save himself, has already perished in the endless river of time. It's impossible for him to brew such a wine for himself!"

The night wind was slightly cold, and without knowing when, night had already enveloped the earth. Seeing the sorrowful Master, he frowned, acting like an elder as he said in a pained voice: "Master, the wind here is too strong, you should enter the pavilion and rest early!"

Lei Yang did not. While in a trance, the body shakily stood up and walked towards the third floor's pavilion, quickly disappearing into the dark corridor. However at the last moment, when he heard Empyrean Demonheart's extremely ordinary words of concern, he couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth in his heart.

Watching the disappearing figure of the figure in the dark corridor, Empyrean Demonheart seemed to have sensed the weight that Lei Yang's body was carrying, and he could not help but exclaim: "To be so loyal, to be able to do such a thing, what else does the world require!"

After that, he helped Huang Daoji up who was currently unconscious, and quickly disappeared from the observation deck on the rooftop.

Yun Zhonghe sat in the large chair on the high platform. At this time, he was actually pouring himself a cup of wine. His eyes revealed a smile that was full of spring wind, as if something big was about to happen.

After pouring himself a cup of wine, he tilted his head back and gulped it down. Even good wine was not as delicious as this! Five days later, when you fall at my feet, I can make use of this opportunity to get that noble person to recommend me as an elder of the secondary. Although you are destined to fall at my feet, I still have to sincerely thank you. If it weren't for your actions, I probably wouldn't have had the chance to do so even if I had to spend hundreds of years of my life doing so! "

After talking to himself for a while, he felt even more satisfied. He drank several cups of wine in succession and seemed to be in high spirits as he went back to his youth.

However, he didn't know how he would feel if he knew all of his schemes, but he was actually secretly pandering to the wishes of others. He was fated to be someone else's concubine, so what sort of feeling would he have right now?

This Soaring Plaza was obviously a gathering place for the disciples of the sect s that had flown over to the sect. Every morning, there would be many disciples of the sect coming over to observe the mountain and meditate.

However, because they knew that Lei Yang and the rest were from there, regardless of whether it was any other disciple from the sect, they all stayed away from the beautiful three-story pavilion. Furthermore, they all revealed deep malice, and this place naturally became the forbidden grounds of the sect.

However, Lei Yang could understand all of this. After all, no matter from what angle, as a member of the lower sects, he had directly come to challenge the Master s of the upper sects. Although this was a reasonable rule, in the end, he still appeared to be a little disrespectful.

Thus, for the past five days, the three of them had not left the exquisite pavilion, not even leaving their respective rooms. It was only on this day that countless people suddenly swarmed into Plaza, causing the three of them to once again appear on the viewing platform at the top of the pavilion.

On this day, the Sky was calm and tranquil, on top of the enormous Soaring Sky Plaza, countless outer sect friar s flooded over. However, Lei Yang knew, this was destined to not be an ordinary and ordinary day.

Most of these outer sect friar s were Elders of the s of the third rank or people of relatively noble status. Some of the weaker Young Sect Master s even rushed over upon hearing the news.

Other than these sect s, there were even a few nearby rogue cultivator s who rushed over to ask about the news, wanting to challenge the fighting method of the Upper Sect in this battle, which was unheard-of.

Even those rogue cultivator s had been placed in the sect, hoping that this match would be spread even further. And for such a method, he believed that Yun Zhonghe must also be thinking of obtaining something in this round of the fighting method.

As for what exactly he wanted to obtain, Lei Yang was unable to guess.

However, he sneered in his heart, "No matter what you want, you are doomed to fail in the end!"1

Very quickly, the entire Plaza was filled to the brim with friar s with all kinds of costumes. From afar, it looked like a surging tide of people.

And also at this time, on top of the Flying Peak, there was a figure that seemed to cut through the void, as though it was a Flying Sword falling down at an extremely fast speed. It steadily landed in the center of the Flying Plaza, and built a thick bluestone dais that was just constructed a few days ago.

That figure was dressed in all sorts of Cyan Shirt s, with white beard, eyebrows and white hair. It was naturally Master Yun Zhonghe who had come to the sect.

At this moment, his entire body was emitting Cultivation Level unrestrainedly. The biting cold Sword Intent s scattered in all directions, and did not speak. Just this tyrannical aura instantly caused the entire Plaza to quiet down.

His expression was solemn, and did not say much. Instead, he raised his hand and waved, and over ten chairs made from black gold wood appeared in the air above the bluestone dais. He then cupped his fists: "Thank you Brothers for coming, everyone, please!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than ten figures instantly flew into the air from the Plaza and the mountain gate's direction. A moment later, they sat firmly on the black gold wooden chairs that Yun Zhonghe had swung out.

Evidently, this was a dozen or so Master s of the third rank. A match like this, yet there were actually so many Master who came to watch it, which was enough to show the weight of this match.

These Master s all cupped their fists and greeted Yun Zhonghe who was on the stage. They also greeted each other and then quietened down.

Logically speaking, almost everyone had arrived, so the fighting method should be able to begin. However, at this time, Yun Zhonghe who was below them did not have any intentions of starting, but instead stood there, looking into the distance, as if he was waiting for something.

At this time, a middle-aged Men from the void said in confusion, "Brother Yun, this person is almost here. Have you started?

However, Yun Zhonghe laughed and said: "There's no rush, there's still one more who hasn't arrived!"

"Who else?"

The middle-aged Men hurriedly asked after hearing this.

However, before he could even finish speaking, a deep fissure suddenly appeared in the air above the Soaring Sky Plaza.

The moment the fissure appeared, a black robed elder walked out of it.

His eyes were as black as ink, as if he was a black hole in the starry sky. It was as if the entire Heaven and Earth had dimmed down a lot because of his appearance, and at the same time, an indescribable pressure directly descended onto the mountain, causing everyone below to be unable to breathe, as they were instantly pressured by this formless pressure.

And it was also at this moment that someone on the ground suddenly cried out in alarm: "Oh my god, this is Nirvana Stage, this time it's actually an elder from the upper sects!"

Following this cry of surprise, the entire Plaza was filled with gasps.

Due to the later stages of the book, some lines had to be drawn up, so from tomorrow onwards, it would stop for a month and officially update from August 1st onwards. Thank you for understanding ?

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