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Qingmu didn\'t lack these gifts, but they gave him a great sense of satisfaction.

The nine seats next to him were his sons.

There were still a few who hadn\'t made it on the way.

Qingmu had nine sons.

They were all Celestial Cultivators.

The world also called them the Nine Dragons.

"Master, our Crystal Soul Trading Company is getting more and more prosperous. Many large factions have come to celebrate." the subordinate said respectfully.

"Haha, nonsense." Qingmu feigned anger, but the joy on his face couldn\'t be wiped away.

"Father, the Deacon of the Sky City sent news that they killed the middle-level management of the Reincarnation Palace." At this moment, the eldest son stood up and spoke about He Chuan.

Qingmu frowned when he heard this.

"Deacon Wang is trying to curry favor with the Second Young Master of the Sky City. I think the Reincarnation Palace is nothing compared to Sky City. This deal is more cost-effective. I hope Father won\'t punish Deacon Wang." The eldest son said.

"Don\'t do it again." Qingmu pondered for a while and said.

Whether it was allies or prospects, the Crystal Soul Trading Company had completely replaced the Reincarnation Palace.

Not to mention that the Reincarnation Palace had offended the Scorching Sun Dynasty.

However, a lean camel was still bigger than a horse. It was better to be more careful. Otherwise, it would not be worth it if others risked their lives to drag him down with them.

"Father, I think we can use this as a test." The second son was proficient in strategy and came up with a wonderful plan.

"What do you mean?" Qingmu asked, puzzled.

"Now that Emperor Yuan is being suppressed by the Scorching Sun Dynasty, he definitely won\'t dare to show his face. We can test their bottom line through this incident." The second son continued,

Qingmu\'s eyes lit up when he heard that. It did make sense.

The Reincarnation Palace had suffered great losses last time.

After that, there was a great purge, causing some allies to leave.

However, the people of the Reincarnation Palace had sealed off the news, so they did not know the exact losses they had suffered.

It would be good if he could find out the truth about the Reincarnation Palace through this incident.

"Why isn\'t Xiao Jiu here yet?" Qingmu frowned.

All eight of his sons had arrived, except for the ninth brother.

"The Sect Leader of the Nether Ghost Sect has arrived!" The subordinate\'s voice came from afar.

Qingmu\'s ninth son and the Ghost Priest walked over together.

"Father, there was a delay on the way." Xiao Jiu said apologetically and then sat down.

The Ghost walked to a place not far from Qingmu, holding a jade box in his hands.

Before his subordinate could take it, the Ghost Priest opened the box.

"Elder Ghost Priest has sent a generous gift."

The box slowly opened, and inside was a bloody head.

Everyone was shocked. It looked like Xiao Jiu.

Who was the person beside them?

"Die!"

Xiao Jiu turned into a young man, waving the black and white sword in his hand.

The sword instantly pierced through his eldest son\'s head and went straight through his glabella.

The eldest son\'s soul was destroyed with a confused mood. He did not even know what was going on when he died.

Then, the man\'s skin turned golden. He grabbed the heads of his other two sons with both hands and slammed them into each other.

The two heads exploded as watermelons, and fresh blood mixed with the white brains splattered all over the ground.

His three sons died instantly.

"Stop!" Qingmu\'s eyes widened, and the horsetail whisk in his hand was about to strike down.

He attacked with hatred and used all his strength, causing the air to emit a sound of being overwhelmed.

The horsetail whisk was made of ten-thousand-year-old ice silk. It was impervious to water and fire and was known for its toughness.

Other than strength, the moves of Immortal Venerables also contained absolute suppression.

"Is this the power of an Immortal Venerable?" He Chuan felt that it was difficult to move as if he was tightly bound by silk threads. The golden skin of the Yama Avatar was strangled, and fine blood stains appeared.

He didn\'t even need to make a move. Just the power of the domain alone was enough to make him suffer.

He didn\'t know if Yuan Emperor would make it in time.

Seeing that the horsetail whisk was getting closer and closer, He Chuan could only forcefully resist.

He wouldn\'t die, but he would definitely be injured.

An invisible force spread out the horsetail whisk.

"Old dog Qingmu! Your opponent is me!" Nether Ghost Priest laughed and transformed into Yuan Emperor.

The moment Yuan Emperor appeared, his shadow slowly covered the ground below.

A giant hand descended from the sky.

At the same time, the ground within a radius of a thousand miles suddenly sank.

Everyone instantly felt a huge force pressing down on their shoulders.

His body weight increased by dozens of times as if he was pressing down on a huge mountain.

"What is this?"

"Yuan Emperor\'s Dharma Domain!!"

"It\'s none of my business! This old man was also invited!"

The spectators in the square cried out in panic. However, Yuan Emperor did not let these people off either.

His palm slapped down firmly.

The entire square sank a hundred feet under this terrifying force.

Most of the people\'s divine souls could not escape and were reduced to ashes on the spot!

A small number of people only had their divine souls left, and then they fled this place.

Emperor Yuan didn\'t kill them all.

He allowed them to leave.

Because his target was Qingmu.

Yuan Emperor\'s body was surrounded by a thick black aura.

As if it had a life of its own, it transformed into various forms.

The wails of malevolent ghosts, demons, yakshas, and tens of thousands of ghosts echoed endlessly.

It made the scalps of those who heard it go numb, and their hearts wavered.

"Old man Qingmu, long time no see!" Yuan Emperor restored his 30,000-meter Dharma.

On the other side was Qingmu\'s Immortal Venerate Dharma, which was only one-tenth of the Yuan Emperor\'s height.

The horsetail whisk stretched long.

"May I know how I have offended you?" Qingmu\'s face was ashen as he spoke word by word.

"You don\'t know? Today, I\'ll kill you as an example to the monkeys!" Emperor Yuan did not believe that the other party did not know

"Good! Bring it on!" Qingmu was furious.

Did he really think that he was still that small businessman from back then?

The domains of the two Immortal Venerables collided.

A sound came from the void, and countless pitch-black cracks appeared in the void where their auras met.

When the two different powers clashed, it was the people nearby were injured.

He Chuan reacted quickly.

As soon as the two of them were ready to attack, he had already hidden ten thousand miles away.

The others were not so lucky. The huge impact directly sent them flying.

After a long time, He Chuan walked out of the small world.

The city was in ruins and smoke filled the air.

The ground was littered with the corpses of cultivators.

Qingmu intentionally guided them to the boundless void.

These cities were Qingmu\'s blood, sweat, and tears. They couldn\'t be destroyed here.

Moreover, he had helpers in the boundless void.

"Haha, there\'s still one who\'s alone." Qing Mu\'s remaining five sons and the Crystal Soul Trading Company\'s Celestial Cultivator surrounded He Chuan.

A total of twelve Celestial Cultivators.

"I want to use your head to pay homage to Big Brother, Xiao Jiu, and the others." The second son had a vicious smile on his face.

He hated this scum who killed his brother and brother to the bone.

"Everyone, attack together!" Out of caution, he still let people surround him.

The twelve Celestial Cultivators took out their magic treasures at the same time, and the spiritual light of their spells dyed the sky colorful.

Countless spells were aimed at He Chuan.

Under the powerful pressure, the air exploded and compressed into white crystals.

He Chuan was unmoved as if he was scared silly.

"Die!" The second son held the Vajra Spirit Connection Sword, and the blade carried the intent of annihilation.

The void in front of the sword blade turned into nothingness. This was a magic treasure with a supreme annihilation treasure restriction.

Even a magic treasure of the same level could not withstand the attack of a sword blade.

Surrounded by everyone, He Chuan\'s expression did not change.

In everyone\'s eyes, he seemed to have lost all resistance.