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The old Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing slowly stood up. Looking at the group of "orthodox sects" who seemed to have gone mad, his eyes revealed undisguised disgust and disappointment for the first time.
"How are you any different from the bandits down the mountain?"
“If we continue the investigation, he will only be destroyed, and you will get nothing.”
The old master's words were like a bucket of ice water poured over everyone's burning heads.
Upon hearing this, the elders of the Shangqing School remained silent for a moment before finally bowing respectfully to the Celestial Master from afar.
“The Celestial Master is right. Our actions were indeed inappropriate. Farewell.”
After saying that, he led his disciples away without looking back.
Following suit, Putuo, Maoshan, and Sanyimen also found excuses and left.
They realized that with that terrifying restriction in place, further questioning would be futile.
However, the four families and some other sects, blinded by greed, were still unwilling to give up.
They surrounded Feng Tianyang like vultures unwilling to give up carrion, plotting even more vicious schemes.
Seeing this, the last bit of patience in the old master's heart was finally worn away.
A raging fire ignited in his usually calm eyes.
He looked at the head of the Wang family, and at those so-called "fellow believers" who still refused to give up, and finally, through gritted teeth, he squeezed out a sentence, word by word.
The sound wasn't loud, but it was like thunder, clearly ringing in everyone's ears.
"You brat, you must not be an accomplice!"
After saying that, he didn't look at these people again, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.
"Zhiwei, Jinzhong, Yunyuan!"
"let's go!"
Zhang Yunyuan and the other two quickly followed, and under the watchful eyes of countless complex gazes, they resolutely left the courtyard, which had long been filled with greed and ugliness, along with the old Celestial Master.
Chapter 91 The Celestial Master's Order: Even with a Broken Leg, One Must Return to the Mountain
The head of the Wang family was furious.
Zhang Zhiwei, Tian Jinzhong, and Zhang Yunyuan turned around at the same time, their eyes filled with murderous intent.
Everyone present gasped in shock!
The three extraordinary individuals were skilled enough to overwhelm anyone present.
What's more, there's also a supreme celestial master!
They dared not speak out in anger, and could only watch as the old Celestial Master turned and left.
Zhang Zhiwei, Tian Jinzhong, and Zhang Yunyuan followed closely behind, their steps steady, yet carrying a suppressed anger.
The group from Longhu Mountain left the Wang Family Compound without looking back, amidst the complex gazes of the many strange people present.
Once they left, the atmosphere in the courtyard, which had been frozen by the old Celestial Master's anger, eased slightly.
Some people looked in the direction where the Longhu Mountain group had left, feeling resentful but daring not to say anything.
Some people turned their greedy gazes once again to Feng Tianyang, who was barely clinging to life on the wooden frame.
But the old master's words did have an effect in the end.
The elder of the Wudang Sect cupped his hands and said, "Since the Celestial Master has spoken, there is no point in continuing the investigation. We will not stay any longer. Farewell."
Following closely behind, several major sects, including Shenxiao, Shaolin, and Penglai, which still cared about their reputation, also found excuses to leave one after another.
They could see clearly that with that terrifying restriction that even Luo Pingxin was helpless against, they would not be able to dig out the most core secret of Feng Tianyang's soul.
Staying here will only bring shame upon us along with the four major families; there is no benefit whatsoever.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the once crowded compound had left.
Only four major sects remained, along with some smaller sects that, blinded by greed, were still unwilling to give up.
They surrounded Feng Tianyang like vultures guarding carrion, still relentlessly plotting even more vicious schemes.
However, no matter what methods they used—soul searching, spirit stealing, mind manipulation, bewitching…
As long as the core secret of the "place of enlightenment" is touched, the golden restriction from the primordial era will mercilessly and severely damage the soul of the caster.
After crippling seven or eight skilled martial artists, the Wang family patriarch finally gave up hope.
He looked at Feng Tianyang, who was completely unconscious on the wooden frame and on the verge of his soul being scattered, and his face was so gloomy that it could drip water.
The duck that was about to be eaten flew away.
Even though Zhang Yunyuan didn't stay there, he knew everything that was left.
Everything Feng Tianyang revealed in Wangjia Village must have spread like wildfire throughout the entire world of supernatural beings at an alarming speed.
The names of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, along with their respective creators, were like detonated thunderclaps, stirring up a tidal wave in the hearts of all extraordinary individuals!
The entire martial arts world has gone completely mad.
If the previous Jia Shen Rebellion was merely an "internal conflict" of various factions cleaning up their own ranks, then...
When righteous people pursued and killed the thirty-six thieves, they did so under the banner of "punishing the wicked and eliminating evil."
Now that the Pandora's box of the "Eight Extraordinary Skills" has been fully opened, everything has changed.
That fig leaf called "morality" was ruthlessly torn off.
All that remains is naked, primal greed.
Countless extraordinary individuals, whether righteous or evil, surged forth from all directions like sharks drawn by the scent of blood.
They were no longer doing this to "clean house," but to seize the supreme martial arts techniques that would allow a sect or family to stand for a hundred years.
The scale and brutality of the manhunt escalated to an unprecedented level in an instant.
Those who possessed the Eight Extraordinary Skills truly became rats crossing the street, hated and beaten by everyone.
They were constantly on the move, hiding and fleeing, struggling on the edge of life and death every day.
Some people are betrayed by their former classmates and friends, trapped in a fierce battle, and die fighting to the death.
Some people, after being captured, endured all kinds of torture in order to force them to reveal the whereabouts of the extraordinary skills, and were eventually tortured beyond recognition.
The entire world of supernatural beings was plunged into a bloody frenzy fueled by greed.
Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.
The old Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing sat upright on the futon, listening to the news his disciples brought back from the foot of the mountain, his face clouded with an unyielding gloom.
He knew that this time was completely different from the last.
Last time, each sect handled the situation on its own, and they still had to consider their reputation, so Zhang Huaiyi was not in great danger.
But this time, it's different.
Faced with the allure of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, those so-called righteous sects tore off their last pretense, each more ruthless and insane than the last.
Moreover, when Feng Tianyang was first interrogated, everyone only knew the names of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, but not the specific methods.
Now, with Zhou Sheng bringing Feng Hou Qi Men back to Wudang and Zheng Zibu passing on Tong Tian Lu to his friend Lu Jin before his death, the mysterious veil of the Eight Extraordinary Skills has been lifted, driving people even more mad.
Zhang Huaiyi, possessing "the ultimate technique and the source of Qi," will inevitably become the primary target of everyone's encirclement and suppression.
He will face the pursuit of the entire world of superhumans.
The slightest misstep could lead to utter ruin.
We must find him as soon as possible!
Only on Longhu Mountain, under the protection of this ancient ancestral temple, could he have a glimmer of hope.
A cold, decisive glint flashed in the old master's eyes.
He slowly rose to his feet, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable authority that echoed throughout the backyard.
“Zhiwei, Jinzhong, Yunyuan.”
His gaze swept across the three faces, his voice as cold as the wind in the dead of winter.
"The three of you, descend the mountain immediately."
"Go and bring Huaiyi back."
Zhang Zhiwei, Tian Jinzhong, and Zhang Yunyuan felt a chill run down their spines and bowed in unison.
"Yes, Master!"
The old celestial master looked at them, his tone not softening in the slightest, but instead becoming even more sinister, carrying a chilling aura of killing intent.
"We must bring him back, no matter what it takes."
He paused, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a chilling edge.
"If he doesn't comply..."
"Break his legs and tie him up, tie him up and bring him back!"
Upon hearing this, even Zhang Yunyuan, who was already prepared, was startled.
Tian Jinzhong's face turned deathly pale. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw his master's emotionless eyes, he swallowed all his words back.
He knew that his master was saving Zhang Huaiyi's life.
Only Zhang Zhiwei kept his head down the whole time, with no expression on his face.
But for the first time, a trace of indescribable sorrow flashed in those perpetually sleepy eyes.
The old master looked at his three disciples and added a final sentence, his tone carrying an unquestionable determination.
“After bringing him back, I will have my own way of protecting him.”
Without further hesitation, the three turned and left the quiet room.
Outside the door, the moonlight was cool and clear.
The three looked at each other in silence, but each of them felt a heavy weight pressing on their hearts.
Thus began a journey to find someone that was destined to traverse countless mountains and rivers and stir up endless storms.