Plan?

What complex plan is needed?

Just push Wen Qingshan out, and if there are still strong ones in Wuji Sect, they'll figure something out.

Liu Qinghua watched quietly.

Liu Changqing and Alan, who had withdrawn from the battlefield, wiped their cold sweat and exchanged glances.

Beside them, Liu Ting'er was puzzled: "Aren't we allies?"

"Ting'er, remember, you can ally with the Demon Race, but... never ally with Wuji Sect," Liu Changqing advised seriously.

"Why?"

"The people of this sect are no good," Alan replied.

Suddenly, Wen Qingshan became the center of attention, and all sorts of rumors about him spread, including... back when he first entered the Star Sea.

People sighed: "Speaking of this guy, he's really had a rough fate being fooled by Chen Pingping into Wuji Sect."

"Fate isn't the right word; it's more about luck. Look at the current Star Sea, it's turned to nothingness. If he hadn't joined Wuji Sect, he might have died miserably."

"Indeed."

"But this guy has always been a coward, how did he end up guarding the Seventh Road?"

"Could he really have been thrown out by Wuji Sect?"

"Do you believe it?"

"Not really."

Given Wuji Sect's strength, they'd do anything to get a new disciple spot.

Not to mention, Wen Qingshan has a Void Body. The chance Wuji Sect threw him out is practically zero…

"Wuji Sect disciple?" Snow King's disciple stood coldly atop a Demon Beast, looking down: "Why don't you kneel upon seeing me?"

What the hell!

So arrogant?

Wen Qingshan glared, anger rising: "Come down here, I'll kill you."

With his Ancient Divine Body, he's used to looking down on others, not the other way around.

Unbelievable.

Divine Clan?

So powerful?

It's not like I've never killed one.

I've even killed a God Grid, although it wasn't the main force.

But in Wen Qingshan's world, that God Grid was his victory.

At this moment, his handsome face was filled with cold air. Just now, he was accidentally thrust into the path of a back-stabber, causing Liu Changqing and his wife to leave.

Already feeling displeased, he encountered such a fool, tsk tsk...

"They're going to fight," someone muttered.

"I feel the Snow King's disciple is stronger. After all, this Ancient Divine Body is really not great."

"Not necessarily?"

"Let's watch."

In the dark.

Dugu Qingfeng squinted, intrigued. He's increasingly fascinated by the words 'Wuji Sect'.

This interest far surpasses that in the Qingfeng lineage.

Snow King's disciple sneered: "You want me to go down? And I'll go just because you said so? If you're capable, come up!" After pausing, he boasted again: "See my mount? An Ancient Demon Beast, with astonishing combat power. In a moment, it needs only a slap to suppress you."

Though somewhat exaggerated, his mount is indeed powerful, no denying that.

But?

Those who know the Qingfeng lineage of Wuji Sect had curious expressions upon hearing these words.

As expected…

Wen Qingshan immediately performed Void Skill, summoning the Emperor Spirit.

The originally seven or eight-meter tall body expanded to several dozen zhang, completely snow-white, impressively divine, with eerie eyes gazing at the Ancient Demon Beast before it.

Not sure if it's due to frequent fights or a sudden temperament change.

At this moment, the Emperor Spirit fearlessly stood there, letting people's gaze linger.

The Spiritual Beast's Divine Might crushed down indiscriminately.

The beast beneath Snow King's disciple emitted waves of fear, its body trembling, seemingly wanting to flee.

Wen Qingshan laughed heartily: "Ancient Demon Beast?"

Snow King's disciple's face stiffened, unexpectedly, this guy had a Spiritual Beast. Fine, this Spiritual Beast is mine.

He wore a grim expression.

"Emperor Spirit, go, kill him." Wen Qingshan leaped onto Emperor Spirit's shoulder, delivering commands.

But Emperor Spirit remained unmoved.

Wen Qingshan: "..."

Damn.

No way?

Just because I threw you into the Void, you're this petty?

Snow King's disciple seemed to notice something, then laughed: "Spiritual Beast? Hahaha... bring it on!"

However...

His silence was better...

The Emperor Spirit didn't intend to make a move, but provoked by those words, it suddenly erupted, releasing all its frustrations.

The massive body charged ahead, arms swinging wide, momentum terrifying.

No Divine Brilliance, no Dharma Principle or Great Tao, pure Power Path, yet such power was unmatched, exhibiting a trend of One Force Breaks Ten Thousand Skill.

A group of Golden Soldiers tried to intercept, but… all were blocked by the Power Path.

The Emperor Spirit's fist descended, shaking violently, void oscillating, earth cracking, thunderous sound swiftly unleashing.

The Ancient Demon Beast was knocked flying, screaming in agony.

Snow King's disciple exclaimed, falling to the ground as well.

Hahaha...

On Emperor Spirit's shoulder, Wen Qingshan's laughter echoed again: "Ancient Demon Beast? What a toy?"

Snow King's disciple, hearing this, was infuriated, his face flushed with shame and rage, damn it... mocked by an ant.

Humph!

He glanced at his mount, ignoring it, then angrily walked over: "Come down, fight me to the death."

Tsk tsk!

Wen Qingshan sneered: "You want me to come down? Just because you said so? Who are you?"

Snow King's disciple: "???"

There's a phrase: retaliate evil with evil.

Previously, Snow King's disciple rode his mount here, looking down, provoking Wen Qingshan, and now… Wen Qingshan summoned Emperor Spirit, seeing the Ancient Demon Beast severely injured, he's looking down in return.

For a moment, Snow King's disciple shook with rage, face iron-green, eyes bulging.

"You dare mock me?" Snow King's disciple roared: "Damn it, you're dead, Human Clan ant, I'll kill you."

From the start...

He erupted, Bloodline Power fully activated, mighty Power Path unleashed indiscriminately, carrying strands of Great Emperor's aura.

Wen Qingshan's mocking face froze.

Quasi-Emperor Realm?

What the hell?

This guy's how old? Definitely under a hundred, how could he be Quasi-Emperor Realm?

He's dumbfounded.

Onlookers gasped: "Indeed, rumors are true, Divine Clan born strong isn't empty talk!"

"A Quasi-Emperor Realm strikes, Void Body's in big trouble."

"Uh... maybe wait until they're done fighting to decide?" Someone felt the outcome was uncertain.

Snow King's disciple is strong, but... Wen Qingshan honed for years in Wuji Sect, might have hidden strength?

Makes sense!

Shadow covertly observing the fight prepared to send reports, hearing others' discussion, she quietly lowered her booklet.