Qinghe Immortal Clan.

"Ancestor! This."

Seeing Qiu Daoping's Nascent Soul being killed by a single sword in the distance, the people from the "Luomaeng Valley" who had just been happy for less than a moment, now all had faces full of disbelief and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The Nascent Soul ancestor of the sect was suddenly killed, and at this moment they were a little panicked. They stood there for a while, not knowing what to do.

But before the people from Luofeng Valley could react from their shock, the next moment Feng He had transformed into a beam of black light and flew quickly towards their location.

"Disperse quickly!"

The remaining few people in "Luomaeng Valley" have only the cultivation level of the Golden Core Realm. In the previous fight, the four of them couldn't even defeat Ye Linyuan who was holding the green dragon magic weapon.

At this moment, facing Feng He, a master whose strength was equivalent to that of the late Nascent Soul stage, they had no courage to fight against him. At the exclamation of the leading man in yellow, they immediately chose to flee in all directions.

Although they were not very strong, they were Jindan monks who had practiced Taoism for many years and had some magical powers to escape. Facing the life and death decision, they all tried their best and in the blink of an eye they dispersed hundreds of feet away.

However, no matter how fast they are, they can never be faster than Feng He, a Nascent Soul cultivator. It is definitely impossible for all of them to escape at such a close distance. Who can survive depends entirely on their luck.

The fastest running old man in yellow, who was in the late Jindan stage, thought that he had left his companions far behind and that his chances of surviving would be greater.

Unexpectedly, his luck was so bad that he was the first one to be spotted by Feng He. However, he was caught up by Feng He in just a moment.

Seeing the black gun in Feng He's hand stabbing directly towards him with a very powerful momentum, the man in yellow, who was already somewhat desperate, could only be forced to control his defensive magic weapon to resist.

As expected, this Jindan ancestor who usually looked so majestic in front of his disciples was pierced through the body by a black spear in the blink of an eye and died in Feng He's hands.

"You don't know what you can do!"

After killing this man, Feng He picked up the opponent's storage magic weapon, and black flames immediately burst out from the top of his spear, instantly burning the man's body to pieces.

At this time, Song Qingming and Ye Linyuan, who were at the location of the formation, had also flown out and were about to help Feng He hunt down the other "Luomage Valley" cultivators who had escaped.

But not long after they set off, a beam of emerald green light suddenly flew out from the canyon below. Seeing the fierce momentum of the person coming, the two of them quickly stepped aside and took the initiative to avoid the other party.

In the distant air, Feng He, who had already killed a late Jindan cultivator from the Luofeng Valley, was chasing in the direction of the second escaping cultivator.

He didn't expect that he would be stopped by the sudden appearance of emerald green light just when he was about to catch up with the other party. Seeing the old man in green robe blocking his way, Feng He couldn't help but frown.

“Fellow Daoist Feng, stop. Now that Fellow Daoist Qiu is dead, there is no need to kill them all now that you have avenged your great vengeance. They all started their cultivation journey after you left Luofeng Valley, so they don’t have any deep hatred against you.”

The old man in green robe took a look at Qiu Daoping who had turned into ashes not far away, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He didn't expect that after he struggled to hold Feng He for such a long time, Qiu Daoping still couldn't escape with his life.

Facing the advice of the old man in green robe, Feng He said with a cold expression:
"Friend Yuan, I just let you go because you didn't attack me that year. Do you really think I don't dare to attack you?

Regardless of whether they have a grudge against me or not, this is a matter between me and Luofeng Valley. What does it have to do with your Qingyang Sect? If you don't get out of my way, don't blame me for being merciless today."

"It is true that Fellow Daoist Qiu failed you in the past, but Fellow Daoist Feng, you were once a member of Luofeng Valley after all. Now that things have come to this, do you still want to wipe out the entire Luofeng Valley?"

"Haha! Luofeng Valley has now joined the Tianhai League, and it has nothing to do with me anymore. Do I still have to cherish the old relationship with these disciples of Qiu Daoping?

Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Yuan, I won't wipe out the entire clan, but I will still kill all those close to Qiu Daoping who have followed him for many years until I am satisfied."

After Feng He finished speaking, a black light flashed on his body again and he was about to bypass the green-robed old man in front of him, but he didn't expect that the next moment, the other party flashed in front of him and blocked his way.

"Brother Yuan, I wanted to remember the friendship we had back then and not argue with you too much, but it seems like you are determined to block my way today, so don't blame me!"

"Wait a minute, Fellow Daoist Feng. Please listen to me first!" Seeing that the black spear in Feng He's hand was about to stab him, the old man in green robe quickly interrupted him.

Seeing that the old man in green robe still had something to say and did not seem to want to fight him to the death, Feng He hesitated for a moment and stopped the black light on the black spear in his hand.

Seeing Feng He stop again, the old man in green robe finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued:
“Fellow Daoist Feng, now that Qiu Daoping is dead, Luofeng Valley no longer has a Nascent Soul cultivator in charge. I’m afraid it can no longer bear the title of one of the six major sects in our Tianhai cultivation world.

I have an idea. If you agree, I can make the decision to have Luofeng Valley withdraw from Tianhai League, and we will never be involved in anything related to Luofeng Valley in the future.

If you still think it's not possible, then of course I won't stop you for the sake of these youngsters from Luofeng Valley.

It's not difficult for you to kill these people in front of you, but when Yun Daoist and his men arrive, it won't be so easy for you to escape unscathed."

"Oh! This is quite interesting. Please continue."

Hearing that the other party was willing to let "Luomae Valley" voluntarily withdraw from Tianhai League, Feng He, who had originally had a frosty and expressionless face, suddenly showed a hint of interest in his eyes.

Hearing this, the old man in green robe nodded slightly and said: "From today on, Luofeng Valley will withdraw from Tianhai League. We can no longer care about anything they do. Let you arrange someone to take over Luofeng Valley.

But there is one thing, fellow Daoist, you are now in a body that has been possessed by another, and you have also practiced the evil techniques that are not tolerated by the righteous cultivators. From now on, you will not be able to return to Luofeng Valley.

Otherwise, if people knew about your existence in the future, we would have a hard time explaining ourselves.

If Fellow Daoist Feng thinks you can agree to this request, then there is no need for us to fight over it anymore, what do you think?"

In addition to revenge, the most important thing for Feng He when he came back this time was naturally to take back the "Luofeng Valley", the sect that originally belonged to him.

Otherwise, after killing Qiu Daoping, Feng He would not have to continue to kill all the people close to the opponent.

The old man in green robe was a Nascent Soul cultivator who had practiced for a thousand years, so he could naturally see what Feng He was thinking at a glance.

But now that "Luomae Valley" has joined the Tianhai Alliance, even if Qiu Daoping is dead, it will be difficult for everyone to allow Feng He, who possesses other people's bodies and practices the magic technique, to take over "Luomae Valley".

For this reason, the old man in green robe could only propose that "Luomae Valley" withdraw from Tianhai League, and Feng He himself could not continue to be in charge of this sect, and could only arrange for his trusted descendants to take over "Luomae Valley".

In this way, Feng He's need to retake "Luomae Valley" can be met, and there is no need to worry that someone will be dissatisfied with Feng He's identity in the future and cause other troubles that will embarrass them, the righteous cultivators.

Faced with the suggestion of the old man in green robe, Feng He's face suddenly fell into deep thought, and he seemed to be hesitant and unable to make up his mind.

Seeing Feng He was somewhat tempted, the old man in green robes hurriedly continued to persuade him, "Fellow Daoist Feng, Luofeng Valley is after all the original teaching sect. Can you just watch him decline and disappear in the world of immortal cultivation?

For those of us who practice Taoism, apart from our personal paths, the things we are most concerned about are our family members, descendants and the inheritance of the Tao.

Now that you have avenged your great hatred, it is time for you to consider other matters. Not to mention the distant things, even if you can escape from me today, it will not be so easy for you to leave the Tianhai Immortal Cultivation World safely.

If you can agree to my proposal, I can guarantee that the Tianhai League will not hold any of you accountable for what happened today.

Furthermore, as long as I am still here, no one in the Tianhai cultivation world will dare to take down Fenggu at will.

"When Senior Brother Yu agreed to join forces with Qiu Daoping to deal with Daoyou, it was indeed something that our Qingyang Sect owed you. Being able to do this can be regarded as me paying off the debt for Senior Brother."

"Humph! If that despicable Yu Laogui hadn't died earlier, I would definitely not let him go today."

Hearing the green-robed old man mention his Senior Brother Yu, Feng He's face, which had been somewhat relaxed, showed a hint of ruthlessness again, but he soon calmed down and continued:
"Back then, they conspired to destroy my path, and for the past five hundred years, I have been thinking about this day of revenge day and night. It was this hatred that kept me going until the day I came back.

But now that I have killed my enemies with my own hands, I do feel like there is nothing else I can do.

If you can really keep your word and return Luofeng Valley to me, it will be the last wish in my heart. I can promise you that I will not pursue other people in the future.

However, after what happened back then, I won't easily trust anyone again. If you want me to stop, you must first sign a soul contract with me."

After Feng He finished speaking, a spiritual light flashed in his hand, and a soul contract that had been prepared long ago was thrown out by him and landed in front of the old man in green robe.

Seeing the soul contract in front of him, the old man in green robe suddenly showed a bit of embarrassment on his face and said:
“Fellow Daoist Feng also knows that I am just an external incarnation. Although the soul in my body can connect to the main body, it is far less powerful than that of a normal cultivator.

If I forcibly extract my soul to sign a contract with you, I'm afraid I'll lose a lot of my cultivation. Can you wait until your main body comes out of retreat to sign the soul contract?"

"Hmph! It's hard to say what will happen in the future. Don't worry, it's just a loss of a little cultivation. As long as you agree to sign the Soul Contract, I will definitely come to your door in person to compensate you for this loss with spiritual objects.

But if you can't even show this much sincerity, I'm afraid it will be hard for me to trust you. You don't have to threaten me with anything else. Since I dare to come here for revenge today, I will definitely have a way to get out of this situation.

Now, looking at the entire Tianhai cultivation world, you are the only one who can catch my eye. You think too much about those rubbish and want to deal with me. "

Seeing that Feng He was unmoved and still insisted on signing a soul contract with him now, the man in green robe sighed helplessly and chose to take the soul contract in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, you and I were both people who had devoted our lives to fighting for the Tianhai Immortal Cultivation World. Now, the Tianhai is in turmoil everywhere. I hope this matter can end here!"

After the old man in green robe finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and cast a spell, lightly tapping his head. Soon, a trace of soul was separated from his forehead, and then quickly immersed in the contract in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Feng He, who was not far away, finally showed some satisfaction, then smiled and nodded and said: "Don't worry, fellow Daoist, as long as you don't interfere in the affairs of Luofeng Valley in the future, I will naturally not cause trouble for you.

Today's matter ends here. I will come to your house in person to apologize to you someday."

After getting the soul contract signed by the other party, Feng He immediately sent a message to Song Qingming and the other man who had just escaped not far away to track the opponent, and then took the three of them away from the deserted island.

After Song Qingming, Feng He and the others left, not long after, a purple light flew from the horizon again and landed next to the green-robed old man who was still in mid-air.

The person who came in a hurry was none other than the Grand Elder Yun Xuan of Jinxia Palace who had left "Fenglei Island" before.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, where is Fellow Daoist Qiu? What's going on? Has Fellow Daoist Qiu already..."

Seeing the messy battlefield on the deserted island and the old man in green robe who already had a calm expression, Yun Xuan was suddenly surprised and asked a question.

Seeing this, the old man in green robe sighed slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Yun guessed correctly. From now on, there will be no Luofeng Valley in our Tianhai League."

"Then where are they going? Fellow Daoist Yuan, should we go after them now, or wait for Fellow Daoist Lin and the others to arrive before we act together?"

Hearing Yun Xuan's question, the old man in green robe shook his head slightly and said, "This man's fighting power is no less than that of the late Nascent Soul stage. Even if the two of us catch up with him, we can't beat him.

I have just signed a soul contract with him. Today's matter is over, and neither side should pursue it any further. However, Luofeng Valley will also withdraw from Tianhai League, and we can no longer interfere in their affairs in the future."

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Yuan..."

Hearing that the green-robed old man had signed a soul contract with the other party, Yun Xuan was shocked at first, and then he said helplessly: "Well, since fellow Taoist has signed a soul contract with him, then this is the only way.

It’s just that the 100-year contract with Floating Cloud Mountain is about to expire. We have been planning for so long to expand our territory to the north, but now that Luofeng Valley has withdrawn from the Tianhai League, I’m afraid this plan will have to be shelved.”

Hearing this, the old man in green robe nodded slightly and said, "There is still some time, we will see then!

Nowadays, monsters from the south frequently invade the coastal areas, and we are also blocked by the Floating Cloud Mountains in the north. The Tianhai cultivation world is really too weak compared to the past.

I don’t know if the next generation of cultivators can change the gradual decline of our Tianhai cultivation world.”

After the old man in green robe finished speaking, he bowed slightly to Yun Xuan and said goodbye. His figure quickly turned into a green light and left the place.

As for the old ancestor Yun Xuan, he walked around the island and when he found nothing unusual, he turned around and stepped on the lotus to leave the deserted island.

This inconspicuous deserted island in the sea slowly became quiet as everyone left.

Only the bumpy battlefields on the island still retained a trace of the residual breath of the war, telling future generations that an earth-shaking Nascent Soul battle had taken place here.

As the war ended, a major event that shocked the entire "Tianhai Immortal Cultivation World" soon spread and reached the ears of every cultivator in the surrounding area.

The Luofeng Valley, which was once high and mighty and ranked among the six Yuanying sects in the Tianhai cultivation world, fell out of the six Yuanying sects overnight because its only Yuanying Grand Patriarch Qiu Daoping disappeared and died outside.

Not only that, after the strength of "Luomage Valley" was greatly damaged, it was directly expelled from the "Tianhai League". Many disciples and even Jindan elders fled the sect directly because of this.

However, just when other sects in the surrounding areas were eyeing the already declining "Luomae Valley" and wanted to get a piece of the pie, Yuan Luohua, the leader of the "Tianhai League", suddenly announced that they would have to protect "Luomae Valley" for the next three hundred years.

The "Tianhai Alliance" can be regarded as the undisputed overlord of the entire Tianhai cultivation world, and Yuan Luohua is the only late Nascent Soul cultivator in the "Tianhai cultivation world".

With the words of Yuan Luohua, the number one master in the "Tianhai Immortal Realm", and the protection of the powerful "Tianhai Alliance", he has a chance to succeed.

Upon seeing this situation, the sects that were thinking of attacking "Luofeng Valley" instantly gave up their thoughts and no longer dared to send people to "Luofeng Valley" to inquire about the news.

This major event that shocked the entire "Tianhai Immortal Cultivation World" was slowly calmed down with the intervention of the "Tianhai Alliance".
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Two months after the deserted island war, in a small market town southeast of "Fenglei Island".

A man in a green robe found a shop on the street and bought some medicinal pills and spiritual objects. Then he turned and came to a cave in the back mountain where the spiritual energy was relatively abundant.

Just as he arrived at the entrance of the cave, before the man in green robe could open his mouth to send a message, the magic circle at the entrance of the cave had automatically dissipated, and then a message fell into the ears of the man in green robe.

"Yuan Li, please come in quickly. How is Senior Feng now?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yuanli immediately entered the cave quickly, bowed slightly to Song Qingming, and then replied: "Reporting to Seventh Uncle, Senior Feng is still in seclusion, and Fellow Daoist Ye is there to protect him.

I bought these elixirs and spiritual objects in the market. I have asked around for the remaining Purple Cloud Flower and Golden Ape Grass but have not been able to find them. Uncle Seventh, I want to go to other larger markets nearby to look for them tomorrow. Do you think it is okay?"

Song Qingming, who was meditating to heal his wounds, heard Song Yuanli's suggestion and quickly waved his hand:
"It's okay! If you can't find it, forget it. My injury is not serious. It won't delay much if I return to Floating Cloud Mountains to recuperate later.

Now that we have just caused such a big incident on Fenglei Island, it might be dangerous to rashly go to those large markets. There is no need to take the risk for such a small matter."

During the battle on the deserted island that day, in order to stop Qiu Daoping's Nascent Soul from escaping, Song Qingming took two attacks from the Nascent Soul cultivator head-on.

Although the opponent only had his Nascent Soul left at the time and his strength was far less than in his prime, a full-strength attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator was not something a Jindan cultivator like Song Qingming could easily block.

Song Qingming took on two sword lights from the opponent head-on. Not only was his "Ten Thousand Spirits Puppet Array" that he had practiced for many years directly destroyed by the opponent's attack, but even Song Qingming himself was injured.

Fortunately, the "Ten Thousand Spirits Puppet Array" blocked a large amount of damage from the opponent for Song Qingming. Although Song Qingming suffered some injuries in the battle, his injuries were not particularly serious.

He just needs to take some healing pills and spiritual objects, and spend more time recuperating. It is estimated that he will be able to recover in about half a year, and it will not have much impact on Song Qingming's cultivation.

In this battle, not only Song Qingming was injured, but Song Yuanli, who was controlling the formation, was also attacked by the backlash of the formation, which damaged the meridians in his body. He was in seclusion for almost a month before he came out of the cave, and his face was still a little pale.

However, compared to the injuries of Song Qingming and Song Yuanli, Feng He's injuries after the battle were obviously much more serious. When he just escaped from the battlefield and came here, Feng He immediately went into seclusion to heal his wounds.

In order to avenge himself, Feng He went so far as to invite the demon from the upper realm and feed the demon with his own blood in exchange for the powerful force to kill his opponent.

Song Qingming and the others had witnessed all of this with their own eyes, and they naturally knew very well that Feng He had lost a large amount of essence and blood, so it would not be easy for him to recover from his injuries.

It has been more than two months since then, and there is still no movement in Feng He's cave, which makes Song Qingming and others feel a little worried.

Just as Song Qingming and the other were talking, a sound transmission note suddenly flew into the cave and landed in Song Qingming's hands.

Opening the sound transmission talisman in his hand, Song Qingming saw the words written by Ye Linyuan on it, and a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face. He said to Song Yuanli beside him:

"Senior Feng has come out of retreat, let's go over and take a look!"

"Oh! That's really wonderful."

Upon hearing the news that Feng He had come out of seclusion, Song Yuanli, who had been very worried, also showed a look of joy on his face, and followed Song Qingming to the cave where Feng He was in seclusion not far away.

As soon as they entered the room, Song Qingming and Song Yuanli saw an old man with silver hair and a thin figure sitting on the bed. They were surprised for a moment that they did not recognize each other.

It was not until Ye Linyuan, who was standing beside him, nodded slightly that Song Qingming shouted in disbelief: "Senior Feng, what are you doing?"

"I lost a lot of blood and energy before, so it's not easy to recover. I'm lucky to be alive again."

These days Song Qingming had also thought about the fact that Feng He's injuries were very serious, but now seeing that Feng He looked like he was about to die, he still found it difficult to accept this fact.

"Senior! You asked us to come here, but do you have any other instructions?" (End of this chapter)