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Chapter 1046 Dirty Difference

One word is spoken.

Everyone in the room was shocked and horrified.

The two heads who were standing alongside Yu Renyue also showed surprise in their eyes.

Yu Renhui hurriedly looked at the tall monk next to him who was once a contender for the position of clan leader and had more hope than the two of them.

The strange look in the tall monk's eyes slowly disappeared, leaving only lofty ideals and calmness.

"Yu Ren Yue, you are so brave!"

A great sage suddenly stood up, roaring angrily, and his overwhelming inspiration was like a surging galaxy, ready to completely smash the motionless stone. Unfortunately, the Feathered Axe was neither a stone nor could it be easily driven away by the great sage.

His body didn't move at all.

"Who gave you the courage?"

"There must be supporters behind him!"

"Confused..."

"If the old ancestor's soul returns, how can our Yu clan still be a top-notch clan?"

The great saints rebuked with words, but as they spoke, they gradually lowered their voices because they saw more great saints remaining silent, even the sixth uncle who was now in charge did not say a word.

Only the other head, Yu Renhui, looked around in surprise.

The anger in Yu Renhui's eyes seemed to burn from the underworld.

What made him angry was not Yu Renyue's rebellion and betrayal, but the fact that his Sixth Uncle and Yu Renyue joined forces but he did not choose himself, even though he clearly had more strength and power than Yu Renyue.

Yu Renyue is just a junior who is in charge of a big family's industry. How can he be qualified to do such a big thing?

The Feathered Ancestor shifted his gaze to look at the silent Feathered Infant, and said slowly: "Sixth Brother, do you think so too?"

Yu Renying suddenly smiled and said, "Ancestor, you are joking. I dare not make any rash judgments."

"Since you want to rebel, why waste so much time talking to him?"

One of the sitting great saints stood up. He was the great saint from the clan leader's faction who was asking about the whereabouts of the old clan leader. The great saint immediately looked at Yu Ren Yue.

Yu Ren Yue bowed and saluted again: "Ancestor, please consider the future of Yu Ren!"

"There is a future only when I am here. If I am not here, there is no future."

The Feathered Ancestor looked at Feathered Axe calmly.

Like a king sitting on the throne, overlooking the world.

He said calmly, "For many years, no one has challenged me. Descendant of the Feathered Man, since you want to talk about the future, let me see if you have the strength to shoulder the future."

Yu Renyue bowed again and said in a deep voice: "Start!"

The blessed land rippled, and long cracks that tore through space opened up, and many masked saints came in one after another.

One of them was wearing a black robe and looked the most sharp, while the other was completely unconcealed. His hooked nose on his pale face moved slightly, making his eyes more brilliant.

Seventeen saints stood still.

  Yu Renzheng, who was wearing a bronze mask, was also among them.

When the eldest brother made this decision, or in other words, under such circumstances, their group had already been prepared to face death.

Of course he couldn't stay out of it.

  He thought of his elder brother wanting to send him to the Middle Earth, saying that he was looking for another famous teacher.

Yu Renzheng shook his head and refused.

  He has seen geniuses, and those geniuses.

That's why he knew the gap between himself and them.

So, he chose to believe his elder brother.

Yu Renzheng looked at Wu Rong, who was walking in the black and red robe, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect to have such a big event with Brother Rong!"

Wu Rong glanced sideways and nodded slightly.

The three great saints who were originally in the blessed land stood up.

The eyes of the Feathered Ancestor in the Taoist mist were as deep and calm as the starry sky, and his six-foot-tall body moved slowly.

The mysterious aura of Taoism spread, and the horror of Devouring Avenue was revealed at this moment, as if everyone was placed under a high mountain or in front of an abyss, making people hesitate.

The Lord of the Great Way, the winged man is not glorious.

  hum!

The breath of Tao suddenly spread out like chaotic sky fog.

The steam dissipated to reveal a strange body of six meters in length, a gigantic creature covered in Taoist feathers.

The sound is like that of a real dragon and also like the cry of an eagle.

"Descendants of the Feathered Man, Great Saint Zhenxu, it is not easy to practice. The Great Dao does not distinguish between enemies and friends. I, the Feathered Man, am not He. I am willing to give all the loyal people a chance to lay down their weapons and retreat to the blessed land. Those who cause unrest will not be held accountable, and those who have committed all kinds of sins can be pardoned. True Spirit, the Lord of the Great Dao, speaks the Dao!"

The former protector has now become his enemy.

In the past, they all understood how powerful the ancestor was, but only when they truly stood against the ancestor did they truly experience the terror. It was a kind of shudder that burst out from the deepest part of the mind and made people tremble.

Bang!

  Pfft!

Half of the saints fell to their knees.

After bowing respectfully, he stepped back and curled up into the long gap in the void behind him.

Yu Renhui sneered at Uncle Six, as if to say: "Is that it?"

Uncle Six looked normal.

Perhaps everyone in Pang thought that he was the mastermind behind the plan, but in fact, this bold plan was originally formulated by Yu Renyue.

Yu Renyue said nothing, his eyes remained firm.

Instead, the three great saints from the old patriarch's faction were horrified, and one of them quickly said, "What are we waiting for? Why don't we take action?!"

He glared at Yu Ren Yue angrily.

  Could it be that at such a critical moment, Yu Renyue would be so indecisive as to kneel down and apologize?

Those masked saints might be fine, but Yu Ren Yue is the organizer. Even the most magnanimous superior will crush him to ashes. Otherwise, there will be more and more imitators until one day a genius appears who is even more powerful than Yu Ren Fei He.

Yu Ren Yue remained unmoved.

The great sage from the clan leader's faction was shocked and pointed at Yu Ren Yue, saying in horror: "It's a conspiracy. He is simply a pawn of the ancestor. He wants to completely wipe out those of us who are resisting. He is not our leader at all!"

"what?!"

The saints were horrified.

They suddenly realized that this might really be a big conspiracy. Otherwise, why did Yu Renyue abnormally not take any action, not even trying to persuade or even take action?

As long as Yu Ren Yue takes action, they will be dragged into it even if they don't want to die. The ancestor will definitely not let them go at that time, so they have to fight for their own lives.

After the great saint of the old patriarch faction finished speaking, half of the remaining saints retreated.

Even two of the three great saints of their faction were gone.

Uncle Six narrowed his eyes and stared at Yu Ren Yue.

He didn't know what Yu Renyue was thinking.

  What is Yu Ren Yue thinking about?

He had indeed thought about involving many clansmen in taking action together, but the moment he saw the ancestor, he suddenly realized.

False sainthood is not enough, and true sainthood is not enough either.

Only the top Saint Kings have a chance of success.

Seeing that there were only six saints left in the field, including him, Yu Ren Yue grabbed Yu Ren Zheng and threw him out. He clapped his hands and said, "It's almost time now."

The top Saint King of the organization said, "Is this your plan? Dao Jun repelled half of his power with just one word."

Yu Renyue smiled and said, "The Devouring Dao that our ancestor cultivated will only make him stronger the more he devours. There really isn't much help they can provide us, so it's better for them to leave early."

At this point, Yu Ren Yue sighed and said, "If you have any doubts, you can leave."

"I want to know the truth about the old patriarch's death!"

The clan leader who stayed behind spoke calmly with the air of a great sage.

The other great sage, who was wearing a mask to cover his face, looked at Yu Ren Yue and said nothing, but his attitude told it all.

The top Great Sage of the organization sneered: "Take money from others and help them get rid of disasters!"

Finally, a hook-nosed monk in a black and red robe stepped forward and unfolded a long scroll.

The announcement was made: "Fei He, the Feathered Man, your life span has come to an end, but you linger in the world of the living and are unwilling to leave. You devour the heavens and the earth, interfere with life and death, and affect reincarnation. Now the underworld has issued an order, and I am here to arrest you. Confess your crime and accept the punishment!"

All the saints were stunned.

I wondered where this lunatic came from.

The organization's killer pondered and thought that perhaps he should learn from him. Regardless of whether he would succeed or not, he should make a name for himself first.

Then he shook his head and said that the organization did not need to become famous.

"Since you don't admit your guilt, don't blame me for being rude."

The five holy soldier soul flags behind Wu Rong unfolded like five-directional command flags.

Those leaders and great saints who did not leave all cast strange looks at him and then looked at Yu Ren Yue.

Where did these people come from? A killer, a lunatic, a family avenger, and a commander who doesn't take charge and lets his men escape. Do these five saints really have a chance?

Yu Renhui almost burst out laughing.

However, he sighed again and shook his head slightly.

Although he was against Yu Ren Yue, he still hoped that the other party would win.

Unfortunately, Yu Renyue is not someone who can accomplish great things.

The ancestor of the Feathered People was relatively tolerant of their descendants. However, Wu Rong was neither a descendant of the Feathered People nor had any special abilities, yet he acted so arrogantly relying on a magical weapon.

He indifferently displayed his magical power.

The vibrating chaotic aura transformed into a sky-slashing divine sword that tore through space and killed Wu Rong.

"kill!"

Yu Ren Yue finally took action.

The four saints all summoned their magical weapons.

Wu Rong let out a long roar.

The mask on his face emerged.

"Please come in, King Di Tu!"

King Di Tu used his horn as a weapon to resist the mysterious breath of chaos.

At the moment when the arms clashed, only the crisp sound of metal colliding was heard. The sword of King Di Tu was not damaged, but Wu Rong's body was riddled with holes in just a moment.

"Is this the terror of Daojun?!"

Wu Rong was shocked.

If it weren't for the protection of the Heavenly Evil Spirit within him, he might have been reduced to ashes by the Chaos Mysterious Breath in just one attack.

Yuren Feihe is not an ordinary Taoist monarch. Although he is a flower, he is truly at the top of the young generation at that time. His old age now does not mean that his strength has weakened.

On the contrary, he is still prosperous because of the nourishment of the local spiritual veins and the desperate efforts of the Feathered People to pour in their resources.

The organization's top Saint King offered up a gourd.

The magic gourd can calm the mysterious breath.

The great sage from the old patriarch's lineage raised his long weapon and divine stick and tore open the clearness before his eyes.

Yu Ren Yue let out a ferocious roar.

A terrifying divine light burst out from his body.

He suddenly cut off his wrist with a knife.

The broken wrist stretched towards the void, and then an unknown withered palm emerged. The two were connected by flesh and blood, making the withered palm completely connected to his wound.

"That is?"

Yu Renhui asked in surprise.

Uncle Six's eyes sparkled, and he said with certainty, "Dao wrist!"

　late.

　　(End of this chapter)