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C923

"Old Thirteen, have you taken away the things that I left behind in Scholartree Manor?"

After the group left the canyon, they ran all the way. When they passed by a vast forest, Yang Junshan suddenly remembered something.

"Fourth brother, he has been taken away."

Yang Junhao replied, "We originally came to Huai Rou County to retrieve what you left behind, but later on, Senior Sister Mo'er took us to her father's treasure trove."

Yang Junshan nodded his head. He obtained these things from the overseas Dao Ancestor Lu Xuanping at everlasting dense forest. Because his storage magical equipment capacity was limited, he had to hide in a secret location and use a formation to protect them.

Previously, when Yang Junqi and Sang Shener were travelling around Sangzhou, Yang Junshan forgot about this matter. After Yang Junhao went over, Yang Junshan remembered and gave his advice.

At that time, all of Lu Xuanping's precious items had already been taken away by Yang Junshan, and what was left were mostly cultivation resources that he did not need. But the amount was not small, and it was enough for the clan to bring out over ten Martial Stage cultivators.

After Yang Junshan and the others left the canyon, they did not head north directly. Instead, they turned towards the northeast and entered Maple County before heading north.

Maple County was the traditional sphere of influence of the Spirit Spilling Sect. Even though Xu Tiancheng and Cheng Tianyu had called for Dao Realm Patriarchs to chase them down, they would never have thought that they would do the opposite and charge into the domain of the Spirit Spilling Sect first.

In fact, not long after Yang Junshan and the rest left the valley, at the entrance of the valley, a Space Portal opened, and an old man appeared. The Spiritual Sense swept across the entire valley, and then its expression turned cold, as if it had noticed that the valley was already devoid of people.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the old man stepped into the Space Portal, a strange undulation suddenly occurred, and the space that had just closed instantly distorted, a cry of surprise suddenly sounded out, and the old man fell out of thin air.

"Who is it? How dare he tease this old man!"

It was Dao Realm Patriarchs after all. Although the old man was in a sorry state after being knocked down from the space, he managed to stabilize his body in an instant. He suppressed the anger in his heart and shouted angrily at the empty space around him.

"Haha, Martial Uncle Luo, it's been so many years since we last met. How have you been?"

A chuckle came from the void, as if it was very familiar with Apodemus.

Apodemus's expression changed slightly, this voice gave him a familiar feeling, but he just couldn't remember who it was. However, since the other party had a voice, Apodemus's Spiritual Sense was still unable to pinpoint the location of the person, and his expression became serious, he said coldly: "Sire and the person, this old man can't remember, but since you are familiar with this old man, why are you hiding yourself?"

Apodemus was secretly on alert. The Spiritual Sense was shuttling through the surrounding space, but didn't dare to act rashly.

However, the voice rang again, "I've already called you Martial Uncle, but you still can't tell, and I'm even more afraid to show my face. I'm afraid I'll scare you!"

Apodemus's expression was uncertain as he asked doubtfully, "You are …"

As the outline became clearer, the originally serious Apodemus gradually opened his eyes wide. At first, he was confused, then his face was filled with shock, then it was filled with disbelief. Finally, there was a trace of fear on his face.

It had only been a split-second since the person in front of him appeared to his final appearance. However, Apodemus's expression changed again and again, it was as if he was changing his face into an illusion.

When he finally confirmed the identity of the person in front of him, Apodemus didn't even realize that his body had subconsciously retreated more than a hundred feet. The finger pointing at the person in front of him was even trembling: "You, you, you, that's impossible. Didn't you already die?"

A handsome and confident cultivator with a free and unrestrained temperament, who still looked young, stood in front of Apodemus with a smile. He heard Apodemus and said with a helpless tone, "See, I told you that I would scare you."

"Sang Wuji, you, how could you have not died? "Impossible! I saw you shatter your own heart and perish!"

When the name came out of his mouth, Apodemus felt that his throat was dry.

It was not that he did not think that the person in front of him was an impostor, but that the familiar atmosphere and the familiar fluctuation of the's inheritance was something that no one could imitate. The only difference was that after a hundred years, the person in front of him seemed to have become more serene, and the aura around his body also fluctuated more and more violently.

However, how could that be possible? Back then, when Sang Wuji committed suicide and many people from Spirit Spilling Sect were present, Dao Realm Patriarchs was not the only one there. Nearly everyone checked his corpse, and their hearts were shattered and their breaths cut off.

However, the reality was right in front of his eyes. Sang Wuji did not die at all, and even his cultivation had risen to an unbelievable level. Sang Wuji's suicide that year was simply a scam!

But how many people knew about this scam?

Was Sang Wuji the one who lied to everyone in Spirit Spilling Sect, or did he have another accomplice in the sect?

What happened that year was Sang Wuji being forced into a corner. However, before that happened, he was the true star of the Spirit Spilling Sect and there were many people who supported him with sympathy. It was hard to guarantee that no one would secretly help him.

However, no matter what kind of hypothesis he made, there was one thing that he could not understand. Even though everyone present sympathized with Sang Wuji's death, Apodemus definitely did not side with him, not to mention that Zhuang Peng, who was still wishing to devour his flesh, was present at that time. How could Sang Wuji hide from the two of them?

"Stop making wild guesses, I don't have any accomplices in the Spirit Spilling Sect. Even if he is my biological brother, I have not sought him out even once in the past hundred years!"

Sang Wuji seemed to understand Apodemus's thoughts and said, "That day, the one who 'died' in front of you was indeed me, not some double …"

Apodemus only stared at Sang Wuji, but didn't say anything. It was as if he didn't believe what Sang Wuji said at all.

Sang Wuji acted as if he didn't see Apodemus's expression and continued, "However, I've trained a secret art myself. It can recover its original state even after my heart is shattered …"

Apodemus couldn't help but interrupt, "That's impossible!"

Sang Wuji seemed to have already expected Apodemus to deny it, and laughed: "Does Martial Uncle Luo know of five viscera chart?"

Apodemus opened his mouth, and finally exclaimed: "You, you obtained the five viscera chart's inheritance?"

Sang Wuji sneered and said: "The five viscera chart has been lost for so many years, how could I, Sang, have such luck? Once you have mastered the Heart's Atlas, you will have one benefit, and that is that your heart will be broken to death. With the help of the Turtle Aura and the Breathing Technique, you will be able to control the vitality of your body. Who would have thought that a heartbroken person would be able to revive? "

Apodemus mocked: "You are lucky, at that time I only threw you into the abyss of fire, and not burn your body on the spot. Thinking about it, before falling into the abyss of fire, you already woke up and escaped, right? But the three Daofathers of the Of were present, and none of them realized that you were faking your death! "

Sang Wuji smiled and said, "So, I'm back this time!"

At this moment, Apodemus's qi was already rising. He said in a deep voice: "So you came back with revenge?"

Sang Wuji looked at Apodemus as if he was facing a great enemy. The smile on his face gradually disappeared as he said seriously, "This time, I am here to seek confirmation from Martial Uncle Luo about a matter …"

Apodemus interrupted him with a cold smile and mocked, "Perhaps it is because you want to save Sang Gensheng's daughter that you want to stop this old man? I once heard from my disciple that Sang Gensheng's daughter was heavily injured in order to control the Sang Mu Qin. If she really wanted to save him, why didn't she help then? "

Sang Wuji turned a deaf ear to Apodemus's taunts and continued, "The matter that I have asked Martial Uncle Luo for confirmation about is, did Bianlan commit suicide or did Zhuang Peng do it personally? And is Martial Uncle Luo involved in this as well? "

"You want to know the truth?"

Apodemus suddenly sneered, "Why didn't you personally ask Zhuang Peng?"

Just as he finished speaking, a wood stick appeared in Apodemus's hands, it was the Single Wood Forest Staff from the low-grade Dao equipment, holding a Dao tools and pointing towards Liu Tie, with the same Destructive finger, he pointed, following that, the space in front of him started to collapse, and an endless amount of death qi started to condense, its power was countless times stronger than Wu Tie and Cheng Tianyu.

"Hehe, Destructive finger, finally someone from the Spirit Spilling Sect has used this ability to attack me again!"

Sang Wuji chuckled. He did not dodge the finger and also pointed out a finger.

"Tian-Xian Finger!"

Apodemus let out a strange cry, but he did not stop, and suddenly retreated backwards. Not far behind him, a Space Portal had already been opened by him.

"Sang Wuji, even if you don't die, you are still in the wrong for what happened that year. Now, all of our sect is led by Zhuang Peng, so what can you do after you return?" You think you can go against the entire sect by yourself? "

When the Space Portal closed, only the lingering sound of Apodemus's curling sword could be heard.

Crack! A cracking sound could be heard in the air. The two sacred arts clashed, causing several cracks to appear in the surrounding space. At the same time, the spatial rifts also devoured the sacred art's aftermath, before returning to peace.

Using the Dao tools as a medium, Apodemus was only barely able to match the power of the Tian-Xian Finger that Sang Wuji had displayed with his bare hands.

Tian-Xian Finger, the twelfth rank on the Precious Technique Divine Abilities List!

Liu Tie saw that Apodemus did not go to chase after him, but had a trace of ridicule at the corner of his mouth. He muttered to himself, "To be able to fight against the entire Spirit Spilling Sect by himself, this is quite a good suggestion.

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