"Why don't you talk?" Wang Baole murmured in his heart, the jun Mingzi who forced his palace door to open with his right hand sneered and spoke provocatively.

He had already noticed that many elders in his sect were now gathering here, and this time his arrival did not represent himself, but the senior brother whom he admired extremely.

In the knowledge of him and the other quasi-Mingzi, only his senior brother is the well-deserved Mingzi, and he can lead their Mingzi again in the future, and make the Mingzi rise again.

Therefore, under such thoughts, he naturally rejected Wang Baole, an outsider, especially Mingzi, who was recognized by the way of heaven, and Mingmeng, a disciple of the ninth elder, which made him very dissatisfied.

Of course, there is also a reason for his disgust for cultivators in the world. In his opinion, as well as other quasi-Mingzi, and even almost all cultivators of the Nether Sect, Wang Baole... After all, he comes from the Nether World and is a monk under the rule of the Weiyang tribe. How could such a person become a Nether Son?

So, this provocation and temptation occurred. His purpose was to anger Wang Baole and let Wang Baole take action. Once the other party takes action, it would be meaningless whether it is a matter of whether it is a matter or a reason.

In the final analysis, this is the Ming Sect, and in the final analysis, Wang Baole is still an outsider.

Therefore, no principles, great principles, and rules are useful. As long as Wang Baole takes action, the Ming Sect will lock on the older generations here, and they will definitely stop them.

"I just want to put his face down so that he can't stay here and return to the living world!" The quasi-Ming-Son young man looked at Wang Baole who was frowning.

Wang Baole raised his head and looked on the arrogant young man, and looked out of the hall again. Although he looked at the naked eye, there was nothing surprising about it, but he had already felt countless gazes gathering in his spiritual sense, so he sighed in his heart.

In fact, he could understand the Ming Sect, and on the way here, he had some expectations in his heart. What he expected was not his status and identity after his return, but his sense of identity with the Ming Meng.

But... dreams are dreams after all.

The fall of the Ming Sect may indeed be the main cause of the Weiyang clan, but countless problems must have occurred within the Ming Sect, which led to the ultimate trend and was replaced by Weiyang.

Just like at present, the Ming Sect hiding in Jiuyou, is full of narrow-mindedness in both thoughts and behaviors. The identity of Ming Son, whom he does not care much, seems extremely important to them.

In fact, with Wang Baole's mind and means, he would give him some time. He could suppress the Ming Sect with his identity and finally take over the place completely. But for Wang Baole, if there was no crisis in decades, there would be no blood-colored centipede's body-taking event that would have happened in these decades.

He had enough time to deal with the Ming Sect. This may be the reason why his senior brother Chen Qingzi brought him to compete with the Ming Sect whom he had previously recognized. Whoever became the next leader of the Ming Sect will start the war with his support.

But Wang Baole doesn't have this time, which takes a lot of energy. Even if he succeeds, it is not the path he wants to choose.

What Wang Baole thought was how to accelerate his practice and how to make himself stronger. This is not the power, but himself, but... he had to admit that because of the cause and effect in Mingmeng, he had special emotions towards the Mingsect.

So, he was hesitating in his heart.

Hesitated, should I give up Mingzi's identity, or... as my senior brother wants to truly enter the Ming Sect.

But the changes that the senior brother had changed into the Heavenly Dao were not gradually and subtly, but were extremely sudden and rapid, which made Wang Baole difficult to adapt for a while.

That's why he saw the words he looked at again and again in his heart.

He is waiting for his senior brother's answer.

So in silence, Wang Baole shook his head, raised his right hand and waved it forward. The power of his body merged with his soul, and even more cultivation exploded, but it did not contain killing, but instead launched the method of the waning moon.

Suddenly, a hidden rhyme filled the Tao. Time suddenly reversed at this moment, and it flowed back twenty breaths before. The door of the hall that was pushed open closed again. The quasi-Mingzi young man who was about to step into the hall was also shocked, and he reappeared outside the hall in the backflow of time.

It seemed that nothing had happened before, and the law of time was lingering in all directions, which made the young man's memory no longer have the fact that he had just pushed the door open. At this moment, standing outside the hall, the young man was confused at first, then sneered and spoke loudly.

"Are you not interested or dare not? With such a heart, you are afraid that you are not worthy of becoming the contemporary Mingzi of my Ming Sect. Since that's the case, I want to try what you have." The young man said the same words as before, and was about to push the door, but at this moment, the divine thoughts and eyes gathered around him were stormy in his heart.

There was also an elder whose divine thoughts suddenly scattered, stopping the actions of the quasi-Ming-Son young man. It was really... The young man didn't know what was going on, but everyone around who were staring at this place could see clearly.

Whether you can see cause and effect or not, you will be shocked. Those who can’t see or feel strange, while those who can see the truth all roar in your mind.

"Time?"

"Time goes back!!"

"This kind of magic power... is no longer a magic trick, it is the embodiment of Taoist meaning!"

There is also the deepest part of the Nether Sect, who has never shown up, but his eyes have never moved away. Now the Nether Son here, whose pupils have shrunk and revealed solemnity.

Seeing that there was a stalemate here, Wang Baole's waning moon made everyone's hearts waves, Chen Qingzi's voice came from the nothingness.

"Get out!"

As soon as these words came out, the face of the quasi-Mingzi changed. He quickly lowered his head and bowed and left quickly. The divine thoughts and gazes around him were also withdrawn. The next moment, there was no gaze here anymore. Even the Mingzi, who was recognized by others, did not dare to look at him again.

So outside the side hall, they all became quiet, and only a wisp of wind blew from nothingness and gathered together, forming a figure, pushing open the gate of the side hall of Wang Baole and walking in.

"Senior Brother." Wang Baole looked like this, and spoke softly, looking at Chen Qingzi who was walking in.

"Baole, do you don't like this place, right?" Chen Qingzi stared at Wang Baole and spoke calmly.

"What items do senior brother want me to retrieve from Styx?" Wang Baole did not answer, but asked this question.

"The remains of the Emperor of the Underworld."

"My body can still support the bearing of the Heavenly Dao, but in the end it still lacks the foundation, so I need the remains of the Emperor of the Underworld to turn it into my body so that I can control the River Styx and recreate the glory of the Underworld Sect with the endless power of the dead souls inside." Chen Qingzi looked at Wang Baole and spoke in a deep voice.

"Have you thought of the answer to my previous inquiry?" Wang Baole nodded and continued to stare at Chen Qingzi. This answer is very important to him.

Chen Qingzi was silent, turned to look at Mingkong outside the hall, and spoke slowly after a while.

"In addition to the opportunity to strengthen your cultivation, there is also a treasure called... Uplifting the Realm!

"This plate can lead to the source of the Dao Realm and improve the level of civilization. If you obtain it, your hometown Federation will make rapid progress after integration, and you... will also receive the gift of cultivation!"
Chapter completed!