Your Chance Is Good, Now It's Mine!

The moment Ling Xuan stepped into the peak of the Soul Formation realm, shocking aura surged in all directions.

The entire Yuzhou, and even the smaller half of Qianzhou, Wuzhou, and Haizhou could feel the tsunami-like atmosphere.

People instinctively looked in that direction, feeling awe from the bottom of their hearts.

"It's the young suzerain who broke through again!"

"What is the state of the young suzerain now?"

"I don't know, I don't know at all... As early as when he killed Gu Ming, I felt that his realm was as deep as the ocean."

The elders of the Jade Cauldron Sect communicate with each other without knowing what state Ling Xuan has reached now.

As for the disciples of the Jade Cauldron Sect, they chattered even more excitedly.

His face was full of joy.

The same is true of honor.

After all, the stronger Ling Xuan is, the more radiant they are.

More importantly, no one dares to bully them when they go out.

It is because they have Ling Xuan in the Jade Cauldron Sect, a peerless fierce man who can turn the tide!

Ling Xuan dodged and pushed the door out, feeling the warm sunshine and smiling.

Swish Swish Swish.

More than a dozen figures came from all directions and appeared in front of him one after another.

It was Nangong Yun, Li Zhendao, Hai Qiankun, Mo Lingxiao and others.

Ling Xuan nodded, and said in surprise, "Master, have you developed the Primordial Spirit?"

Nangong Yun smiled, "I also had some adventures during your retreat."

Li Zhendao laughed, "Elder Nangong has had a lot of adventures recently, and the treasure she refined during this time has made us jealous!"

The rest of the people also burst out laughing when they heard this.

Ling Xuan nodded slightly, and asked again, "Where are my senior brother and senior sister, are there any clues about their whereabouts?"

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

Ling Xuan sighed lightly.

Zhao Yaolu and Lu Dongxuan, if they followed the established fate, would be beheaded by Gu Ming.

But now that Gu Ming is dead, the two have disappeared.

Mo Lingxiao said suddenly, "Young Sect Master, there is something I want to tell you."

"explain."

"Ji Ping, Sword Master, exhausted his lifespan more than a month ago and passed away."

Ling Xuan's eyes froze slightly.

Ji Ping is a good person and gave him a lot of crucial help.

However, even if one has reached the peak of the Soul Formation realm, the lifespan is not endless, and no matter what, it cannot stop the end of the lifespan.

Ling Xuan thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Sovereign, pass on a message to each sect for me. After one month, we will meet in the capital of the country and respect seniors with the sword."

Li Zhendao cheered up, "Okay! Don't worry, I will pass the message to every sect!"

Ling Xuan nodded with a smile, "That's very good."

Then he took Nangong Yun's hand, "Master, let's go for a walk in the wild."

Nangong Yun smiled sweetly, "Okay."

The news that Ling Xuan invited all sects in Yuguo to pay homage to the Sword Master spread quickly.

The monks from the north and the south are discussing enthusiastically, what is Ling Xuan's plan for inviting all the sects to gather in the capital with the power of beheading the ancient Ming.

I'm afraid, it's false to mourn Sword Master, but it's true to issue orders!

All kinds of analysis are flying all over the sky.

Of course, these analyzes cannot avoid a major topic.

That is the imperial court, that is the royal family of Jingguo!

The relationship between Yudingzong and the royal family has never been harmonious.

If it hadn't been for the massive attack by the Wan Yao Kingdom, the Yudingzong might be the first one that the royal family wanted to destroy.

In this case, how could Ling Xuan not deal with the royal family?

Besides, Sword Master has passed away.

What should come will eventually come.

How the royal family will respond has become a topic for many monks.

Even many mortals will discuss this matter before and after tea and dinner.

Others wondered if the dynasty was about to change.

When Emperor Jing got the news, he also fell into panic.

Worrying all day long.

He was afraid that Ling Xuan would appear in front of him in the next moment and kill him.

This kind of waiting is a kind of suffering, especially hard to bear.

Time passed day by day.

But the discussion related to this has not diminished, but intensified.

After the reconstruction, the capital of the country seems to be peaceful, but in fact it is undercurrents.

Everyone knows that Ling Xuan is not here for sightseeing.

...

Outside the capital, Meishan.

This is the only mountain near the capital of Jingguo.

It is also the burial place of Jingguo royal family.

From the founding emperor of Jingguo, a total of eight Jinghuangs were buried here.

Not every Emperor Jing can live for thousands of years.

Most of them died hundreds of years old.

There was another unlucky guy who died after being assassinated by the Burning Temple after being the emperor for eighteen years.

After assassinating that Emperor Jing, Burning Heaven Palace received a huge reward from the imperial court, and was soon destroyed.

Not long ago, there was a new mausoleum in Meishan.

He is not Emperor Jing, but he can almost be buried here with the emperor's etiquette.

He is Sword Master Ji Ping.

The monk who spent his whole life guarding Jingguo.

At this moment, a large number of people have gathered under Meishan.

Among them are mortals and monks.

Above Meishan, in front of Jianzun's mausoleum, monks from all sects came together.

Holy Spirit Church Grotto-Heaven, Wuying Pavilion Xue Ziyi, Tianhe Sect Zhou Mingyi...

All arrived.

No one was absent.

No one dared to refuse the invitation of the strongest in the mainland.

Everyone lowered their heads at this time and said nothing.

Only those from Qianyuanzong and Sea God Island were whispering.

They all have an age in their hearts.

Still not here?

Why hasn't he come yet?

At this time, a streamer appeared in the sky.

The next moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Lin Grotto-Heaven, Xue Ziyi and others were shocked.

The appearance of Ling Xuan failed to arouse their vigilance.

Has the power gap widened to such an extent? !

"Everyone, long time no see."

Ling Xuan looked around and said calmly.

With just a glance, he knew who was fearful and who was frank.

"I've seen Senior Ling."

Everyone bowed their hands one after another, not daring to offend.

Ling Xuan's current cultivation is worthy of the word "senior".

If it is commensurate with Fellow Daoist, they are overstepping.

"It's okay, I'm just here to mourn Senior Ji Ping."

With a calm expression, Ling Xuan came to Ji Ping's tombstone and stood there quietly.

After a while, he turned around, "Jing Guo bullies wantonly for the Wan Yao Kingdom, the reason is that there are many factions and chaos in Jing Guo."

"From now on, the eight sects should unite under the imperial court and obey the imperial court's orders."

"Do you have any objections?"

After Ling Xuan finished speaking, everyone was taken aback.

Not to mention Lin Grotto-Heaven, Xue Ziyi and others.

Even Li Zhendao, Ouyang Lang and others stared round.

Want us to unite under the imperial court?

Obey the imperial order?

"This... is certainly possible." Wang Lang coughed dryly.

"I have no objection from Wuying Pavilion." Xue Ziyi nodded.

"Jade Cauldron Sect has no objection." Li Zhendao scratched his head and nodded.

"Neither do we." The various sects spoke one after another.

Ling Xuan nodded, looked towards the palace, and said loudly, "Emperor Jing, why don't you come to pay homage to Sword Master?"

His voice was infused with spiritual power, like a mighty river rushing backwards.

In the blink of an eye, he traveled thousands of feet and reached the imperial palace.

Jinghuang was already in a state of palpitations, and he trembled when he heard this.

"Ling Xuan? Where is Ling Xuan?" He immediately shouted.

A few shadow guards appeared immediately, "Your Majesty, Ling Xuan is at the top of Meishan Mountain, and he hopes that you will also pay homage to Sword Master."

Emperor Jing was taken aback, and pointed to his nose, "Zhen? Why should I listen to him..."

He couldn't say anything after that.

It seems that there is no need to say.

"Forget it, I'll go." Emperor Jing took a deep breath and smiled wryly.