Xianxia: I Built the Heavenly Secret Pavilion; All People Worships Me (Patreon)
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Chapter 114: Soon to Be Ours
In the Radiant Light Holy Land, above the vast sky, two Imperial Weapons faced off. After a few collisions, the terrifying power sank the surrounding millions of miles into a vast and desolate desert. Crimson magma spread recklessly across the earth, creating a scene of devastation.
Just a few exchanges drained the two Great Saints almost entirely of their remaining strength. They were not Emperors, and forcefully activating Imperial Weapons consumed a tremendous amount of energy.
The Scarlet Flame Ancestor was even more worried; he sensed several divine senses probing the area. Each owner of these divine senses was no weaker than him, and they clearly harbored ill intentions. If he exhausted his strength, who knew if these individuals might harbor malicious thoughts?
On the other side, the Great Saint of the Radiant Light Holy Land, though pale-faced, remained calm. Behind her was the Radiant Light Holy Land, protected by Emperor Grade formation. Even if she exerted her final bit of strength, it wouldn't matter. Behind her were other Great Saints, and if worst came to worst, she could activate the formation.
As long as the Quasi Emperor Ancestor returned, these people wouldn't stand a chance.
"Scarlet Flame Ancestor, why don't you retreat?" the old woman said coldly. By her side, the Azure Dragon Cauldron floated, exuding an awe-inspiring presence, with nine azure dragons vividly transforming into a starry sky, shaking the heavens and the myriad realms.
"I've already told you, the Radiant Light Holy Lord is a spy from the Heavenly Demon Palace. Are you really going to shield him to the end?" The Scarlet Flame Ancestor shouted.
Boom!
The Scarlet Flame Lamp above his head vibrated, releasing an aura that could shatter the Three Realms and Six Paths, powerful and domineering, intimidating all cultivators. The few Great Saints who were exploring the news all retreated. If the Imperial Weapons clashed again, being too close might lead to being affected.
"Nonsense!" The old woman trembled with anger. The Scarlet Flame Ancestor kept insisting that their Holy Lord was a spy, and this news would likely spread throughout the Three Thousand Regions if not stopped. If she didn't intervene, the Radiant Light Holy Land would become a laughingstock.
"This news is from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion and is absolutely reliable!" The Scarlet Flame Ancestor reiterated.
As soon as this statement was made, many forces observing the situation brightened up. Could it be that the Radiant Light Holy Lord was really a spy for the Heavenly Demon Palace? This was explosive news, especially since it came from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, a name synonymous with credibility.
After all, in today's world, the three words "Heavenly Secret Pavilion" are like a golden signboard. The Heavenly Genius Ranking has made countless forces acknowledge and respect it, without any ambiguity.
"It's just merely one-sided words. Do you have any evidence?" The old woman sternly questioned, "If there is no evidence, today won't be the day your Scarlet Flame Holy Land refuses to accept a peaceful resolution. Instead, it will be the day the Radiant Light Holy Land decides to fight you to the end!"
"Just call the Radiant Light Holy Lord, and we'll get to the bottom of this!" Scarlet Flame Ancestor spoke in a deep voice.
"Hmm?" The old woman squinted her eyes. She secretly transmitted a message, instructing a disciple to go to the main hall. In no time, the disciple swiftly returned with a message.
The Radiant Light Holy Lord is in seclusion!
"In seclusion?" The old woman's heart sank, a sense of foreboding emerging. However, now was not the time to address this matter. The priority was to force the Scarlet Flame Ancestor to retreat.
"What's the matter? Are you afraid to summon the Radiant Light Holy Lord and confront me face to face?" The Scarlet Flame Ancestor stepped forward. The void collapsed with a "buzz," and the Scarlet Flame Lamp flickered, emitting an astonishing light. A strand of emerald green flames burned through the nine celestial realms. This was the fire of an Emperor, capable of melting the Three Thousand Worlds, striking fear into all.
"Whether the Radiant Light Holy Lord is a spy or not should be judged by us, not others. There's no need for outsiders to intervene," the old woman said coldly.
"In that case," the Scarlet Flame Ancestor's hair and beard fluttered, his eyes radiating the cycles of the sun and moon. His aura rose to its peak, and he coldly declared, "Regarding the matter of my Scarlet Flame Holy Lord's fall, are you, the Radiant Light Holy Land, not going to give an explanation? Then let's fight!"
The words fell, and the two Imperial Weapons simultaneously surged.
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Just as they resumed their battle, two figures quietly approached the vicinity of the Radiant Light Holy Land.
"This is an Imperial Weapon?" Yang Qiu looked up at the void, his eyes filled with shock. If not for the Ancestor's protection, as a Saint Realm cultivator, he wouldn't even dare to approach the battlefield. Most likely, he would turn to ashes just by getting close.
"No need to envy; soon it will be ours," Meng Qingzhi said with envy.
Losing the Quasi Imperial Weapon, he still coveted both the Radiant Light Holy Land's and the Scarlet Flame Holy Land's Imperial Weapons. Their ancient Emperors had been confirmed fallen, making these Imperial Weapons up for grabs.
At present, he could only seize one, and once he did, the other side would be alerted, and the chance of escape would be lost. Comparatively, the Radiant Light Holy Land was more profitable. Their stronghold was right in front of them, not only allowing them to snatch the Imperial Weapon but also plundering the sect's countless years of heritage.
Meng Qingzhi took a deep breath, arriving in front of the formation. A jade slip appeared in his hand, clearly recording a route that led deep into the Radiant Light Holy Land.
"Let's go!" Meng Qingzhi said, leading Yang Qiu into the formation.