Chapter 13900: The Great Deception of the Holy Hall

Chapter 13900: The Great Deception of the Holy Hall

As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings fell into dead silence, as if time had frozen at this moment.

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other, their eyes full of disbelief.

They knew very well that although Lu Ning's sword was not a treasure, it was also a mid-level divine weapon in the Star Realm with infinite power.

But now it has been destroyed by that mysterious man, which shows that man's strength is far beyond their imagination.

The middle-aged warrior's forward moving figure suddenly stopped.

He turned around and looked at Lu Ning, his eyes full of shock and confusion: "Your sword was destroyed by him? How powerful is this man?"

At the end of the distant sky, Ling Xiao paused, like an eagle spreading its wings high in the sky, suddenly folding its wings and stopping steadily.

The dazzling light that had been surrounding him also dissipated at this moment, as if it had never appeared, leaving only a faint afterglow.

He slowly sat down on the ground, his hands on his knees, his face as gloomy as ink, like the sky before a storm.

His eyes were full of confusion and vigilance, like a wild beast trapped in a maze, searching for a way out.

Diving into the sea of ​​demons, he thought he had been cautious enough.

Every step was taken cautiously and every action was carefully considered, for fear of revealing the slightest flaw.

But now, his whereabouts have been discovered.

What went wrong?
Did the unknown mysterious defensive force of the Demon Sea detect him, or did someone secretly tip him off?

If there really is a traitor, who could it be?
The first thing that flashed through Ling Xiao’s mind was the Holy Temple.

The Holy Temple has always hated him to the core and wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.

They regarded Ling Xiao as a thorn in their side and sent people to assassinate him many times, but all failed.

Therefore, the Holy Temple had the greatest motive to set a trap, lure him into the sea of ​​demons, and get rid of him with the help of the demons.

However, the Holy Temple obviously doesn't like the Demon Sea either.

In their eyes, the Demon Sea is also an evil existence and an enemy of the Dazhen Dynasty.

There are also many contradictions and conflicts between them and the Demon Sea. Is it really necessary to cooperate with him to deal with himself?

But when I think about the fact that it was the Holy Temple that betrayed the Dazhen Dynasty a thousand years ago and colluded with foreign enemies, causing the dynasty to fall into a brutal war, the people were displaced, and countless soldiers shed their blood on the battlefield.

He felt that this guess might be true.

The Holy Temple has always stopped at nothing to achieve its goals, and maybe this time it will really collude with the Demon Sea.

But after thinking for a moment, he decided to put these speculations aside for the time being.

Now, he is in danger, surrounded by powerful enemies, and there may even be a traitor ready to kill him at any time.

He must ensure that he is in perfect condition at all times and cannot have even the slightest injury.

He slowly closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and began to practice recovery techniques.

The true energy in his body flowed through his meridians like a gurgling stream, nourishing his damaged body.

A layer of fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and his face gradually changed from gloomy to rosy.

Every flow of true energy seemed to be repairing the invisible scars on his body, allowing him to gradually regain his former vitality and confidence.

An hour passed quietly in silence.

Ling Xiao was sitting cross-legged in the barren mountains and forests, with a faint spiritual glow lingering around him, like a sleeping immortal god.

As time passed, his breathing gradually became steady, like a calm lake without any ripples.

The minor injuries in his body caused by the fight with Lu Ning have been completely recovered with the nourishment of true qi.

He wasn't seriously injured to begin with, so he recovered quickly. At this moment, he felt refreshed and full of strength, like a long-dormant beast, ready to attack again at any time.

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The Demon-Suppressing City at this time was already a completely different scene.

This ancient city standing on the border usually exudes a solemn and murderous aura, but now it is shrouded in a tense and exciting atmosphere.

On the city walls, powerful men from all sides gathered densely.

Some of them were dressed in gorgeous brocade robes, showing their noble status; some were covered in rough leather armor, revealing the vicissitudes of life on the battlefield; and some were dressed in strange costumes, exuding a mysterious aura.

But their eyes at this moment were surprisingly consistent, burning like fire, their faces full of excitement, without any fear, as if they were about to rush to a grand carnival.

With the propaganda of the Holy Temple and other forces, the Demon Sea no longer seems so far away, nor is it the terrifying existence that makes people shudder.

They often talked about the past, when the sea of ​​demons invaded like a black tide, carrying endless evil and destructive power, wanting to devour every inch of the Dazhen Dynasty.

However, the twelve ancestors of the Dazhen Dynasty combined with the power of the Holy Temple, like twelve towering mountains, lying on the other side of the natural moat, blocking the army of the demon sea.

It was a soul-stirring battle, with flames of war and shouts of killing shaking the sky. The Twelve Old Ancestors and the powerful men of the Holy Hall each displayed their magical powers and engaged in a desperate struggle with the demons in the Demon Sea.

In the end, they successfully repelled the sea of ​​demons and preserved the peace of the Dazhen Dynasty.

Whenever they recall this glorious history, the pride in everyone's hearts is instantly ignited. Not only are they not afraid, but they look forward to the battle in the Demon Sea to start as soon as possible, as if they are eager to continue the legends of their ancestors in the new war.

In their view, war is full of dangers but also opportunities.

This is a big gamble. If you win, you may be able to change your destiny and leap from an unknown little person to a famous hero; you may be able to gain endless wealth, including gold, silver, jewelry, and rare treasures.

The generous rewards offered by the Holy Hall were extremely tempting. The mountains of spiritual stones, the powerful magic weapons, and the precious cultivation techniques were all mouth-watering.

In addition to the coveting of the treasures of the Demon Sea, it is said that there are countless mysterious and powerful treasures hidden in the Demon Sea, including magical herbs that can bring people back to life, elixirs that can improve cultivation, and magical weapons with unparalleled power.

The various benefits after conquering the Demon Sea made their blood boil, as if they had already seen themselves standing in a pile of treasures, enjoying glory and wealth.

But the Demon Sea remained silent, like a sleeping giant beast that refused to wake up.

As time went by, the strong men in the Demon-Suppressing City could no longer hold back.

The shouts of "Go to war!" and "Counterattack!" rose one after another, like waves, echoing in the city.

Many powerful people proposed to take the initiative to attack the Demon Sea.

They were rubbing their hands, eager to try, as if they couldn't wait to step onto the battlefield and fight the demons.

"We can't wait any longer. The Demon Sea hasn't made any moves yet. Maybe they are secretly plotting something. We should take the initiative and catch them off guard!"

A burly man swung a huge axe in his hand and roared loudly, the sound making the air around him buzz.