Chapter 6668 The Secret of That Year
"Welcome, Master and all the Supreme Elders."
As these twelve figures appeared, Mo Qianzai, standing atop the blood lotus, bowed slightly.
The leader was none other than his master, Shen Jiuyou, the previous leader of the Holy Heaven Sect!
"Ah."
Shen Jiuyou wore a gray robe, had white hair and beard, and was extremely thin.
His cold gaze swept across the entire room, finally settling on Mo Qianzai.
"injured?"
"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."
Mo Qianzai shook his head.
"Master, today all forces are besieging the Myriad Immortal Ruins..."
"I already know that since I'm here, I might as well leave my life behind..."
Shen Jiuyou interrupted Mo Qianzai, his fierce killing intent soaring into the sky.
As this chilling killing intent erupted, both the members of the Holy Heaven Sect and the powerful figures from various forces felt a chill from the depths of their souls.
The powerful figures from various factions felt their hearts sink; the Holy Heaven Sect actually had such a strong foundation.
Mo Qianzai is already at the peak of combat power; how strong must his master be?
Even Xiao Chen, Qingdi, and others felt immense pressure. They had thought that Mo Qianzai's suppression of the Blood Ancestor was tantamount to cutting off his own arm.
Who would have thought that the Holy Heaven Sect has such a strong foundation... With just this foundation, it could unify the Outer Heavens!
Over the years, the Holy Heaven Sect has always maintained its mystery. Although it occasionally does things that cause turmoil in the Outer Heavens, it has not revealed too much.
This shows that what they are after is not the outer heavens at all, but rather a much larger ambition!
However, despite the pressure, no one had the will to back down.
Moreover, now that things have come to this, even if they wanted to retreat, the Holy Heaven Sect would not let them leave easily!
So now it's time for a desperate battle.
Win! Destroy the Holy Heaven Cult and eradicate this cancer!
If we lose, then we'll leave our lives here!
Thoughts flashed through Xiao Chen's mind as he and his companions rallied, preparing to unleash their full power in a life-or-death battle!
Just when the atmosphere at the scene was becoming suffocating, a sharp shout suddenly rang out from afar: "Mo Qianzai!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw an old woman in white robes, surrounded by a group of powerful figures, flying through the air, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
The person who arrived was none other than Feng Zhiyu's master, the current head of the Song family—Song Qi!
She held a black iron cane, her face was covered in frost, and her cold gaze was fixed on Mo Qianzai and Shen Jiuyou.
More precisely, it was a gray-robed old man with an ancient face and a deep, unfathomable aura among the twelve powerful figures of the Sacred Ruins.
That old man was none other than Song Ming, the pillar of the Song family, the younger brother of the previous patriarch, and the Song family's ancestor!
"Qi'er..."
Song Ming was a little puzzled. What was wrong with this girl?
"Ancestor, you are in seclusion in the Sacred Ruins. Do you know how my father, Song Qingyang, your own nephew, perished back then?!"
Song Qi interrupted Song Ming and asked in a deep voice.
Upon hearing this, the entire battlefield fell silent instantly.
A look of surprise appeared on Song Ming's usually calm face.
His eyes, which seemed to have seen through endless years, suddenly sharpened: "Qi'er, what do you mean by this? Qingyang... didn't he perish in the Void Sea after suffering a qi deviation due to a problem in his cultivation? This is what the Mo Sect Leader told me personally back then!"
"A problem arose during practice? Did you suffer a qi deviation?"
Song Qi's voice suddenly rose, filled with endless sorrow and anger.
She took out a jade talisman from her bosom, which was covered in cracks and had a faint blood-red glow, and held it high.
"Ancestor, this is my father's last message, which he secretly sealed deep within the Void Sea before his fall, using his life essence and remaining soul power, without anyone's knowledge!"
Under Song Qi's activation, the blood-red jade talisman shone brightly.
A weak voice, filled with resentment and bitterness, echoed intermittently at the scene:
"This Holy Heaven Sect... has a grand conspiracy... The so-called extraterrestrial energy of the Holy Ruins is actually just an attempt to devour... the origin... The power of immortality is... fake, and the idea of being immortal... is a joke. The extraterrestrial realm is not the ultimate destination... We... are all pawns... That's all... Many people were... killed by them before... Now it's my turn... Shen Jiuyou... Mo Qianzai, you deserve to die..."
The voice abruptly stopped, but the tearful accusation resounded like thunder in the hearts of every member of the Holy Heaven Sect, especially those powerful members of aristocratic families who were on good terms with the Song family!
"what?!"
Song Ming was struck as if by a heavy blow; his body, as heavy and imposing as a mountain, swayed violently.
His gray robe fluttered without wind, and a terrifying killing intent suddenly erupted!
He stared intently at the jade talisman, then suddenly looked at Mo Qianzai and Shen Jiuyou, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot: "Shen Jiuyou! Mo Qianzai! What Qingyang said... is it true or false?!"
For the first time, Shen Jiuyou's face turned extremely ugly, so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.
A flicker of annoyance and murderous intent, as if exposed, flashed in those cold eyes.
Mo Qianzai's pupils suddenly contracted, his heart filled with a mixture of shock and anger.
He never expected that Song Qingyang would leave such a secret message before his death, and he never expected that Song Qi would find it and make a public attack at this moment!
This completely disrupted his rhythm!
"Old Song, don't believe only one side of the story!"
Mo Qianzai shouted.
"The origin of this jade talisman is unknown. How can we be sure it wasn't forged by the enemy to sow discord within our Holy Sect? Song Qingyang did indeed have a problem with his cultivation, went into a qi deviation, and perished in the Void Sea. I witnessed this with my own eyes!"
And you, Song Qi, as the current head of the Song family, instead of serving the Holy Church, you dare to slander us at a crucial moment, undermining morale! Your intentions are despicable!
"slander?"
Song Qi looked at Mo Qianzai, her eyes reddening.
"Mo Qianzai, if you and Shen Jiuyou weren't guilty of something, why did you try to cover up the news of my father's death back then?"
When I first entered the Sacred Ruins, why did you stop me from going to the depths of the Ruins Sea? You were just afraid I would discover these secrets!
You said back then that my father perished deep within the Ruins Sea, and that going there would only cause me grief, so I should simply offer my respects outside the Ruins Sea. And I believed your lies!
"..."
Mo Qianzai's expression shifted. He couldn't understand why Song Qi knew all this, let alone obtained this blood talisman.
The situation is tense right now, and we cannot afford any further complications!
Especially Song Ming, who treats Song Qingyang like his own son, this terrifying killing intent has already materialized!
Therefore, at this moment, we must not admit anything, and we must not allow internal strife!
Internal strife would give Xiao Chen and his associates an opportunity to take advantage of the situation!
"Ha, what did I just say? I knew it! Mo Qianzai colluded with the Blood Ancestor to try and sacrifice the Holy Heaven Sect... Did everyone hear the voice from the blood talisman just now?"
Just as Mo Qianzai was pondering how to break the deadlock, Xiao Chen's voice resounded throughout the entire venue.
At the same time, he also figured out everything through the language of the wind.
We must seize this opportunity.
