C4

In the center of the Royal Capital, the sword was pointing at the world.

Although Dream Soul Sect were hidden in the mountain forests and did not care about worldly affairs, the imperial government's action of seizing the great army's Blood Clothes Legion with the speed of lightning, exterminating multiple sects consecutively was already known to everyone on the streets.

However, the sects that the imperial government had destroyed, such as the Blood Spirit Sect, Ghost Hell Sect, and the Nine Yin Sect, were all evil religions. They wreaked havoc and wreaked havoc in the human world.

But now, even his Dream Soul Sect had been encircled and annihilated by the imperial government.

In an instant, the entire Dream Soul Sect was enveloped in a state of panic.

In the current world, the divine tools of the Jiang Han Dynasty that the Central Imperial City controlled were the destinies of heaven and earth. In the current world, the divine tools of the Jiang Han Empire that the Central Imperial City controlled were the destinies of heaven and the will of the people.

"Ghost Immortal!" For the imperial government to actually send out a Pure Yang Ghost Immortal Stage expert to deal with our Dream Soul Sect, only the sect master can withstand that.

It was a strange thing to read the thoughts of cultivators!

Body refining in the martial path was called spirit cultivation. Although the psychokinesis of a remembrance cultivator was strong, his body was still weak, unable to compete with the Martial Cultivatior. Once the imperial government mobilized their army and charged forward, the Dream Soul Sect would not be able to withstand it.

"I, Fang Ming, am here on orders from the emperor to collect Dream Soul Sect. Open the gates immediately and present the [Great Dream Heart Scripture] to the imperial government. I can open up a net and forgive you all for the mortal crimes. Otherwise, your Blood Clothes Legion will flatten your entire Dream Soul Sect, shattered mountains and rivers, and rivers of blood will flow!"

Just as the psychokinesis cage covered the entire Dream Soul Sect, a loud and clear voice echoed in the air. This voice was rich and powerful and was transmitted to every corner, allowing all the disciples in the Dream Soul Sect to clearly hear it.

"The imperial government is really recruiting an army of Blood Clothes Legion to eliminate our Dream Soul Sect, how could that be?" Many of the disciples' faces were ashen, revealing expressions of despair.

However, there were also a few disciples who were filled with righteous indignation and bellowed angrily, "You have gone too far! Fight it out with them, and swear to defend Dream Soul Sect with your life! "

"I'd rather die than submit!"

"Kill!" Kill! Kill! "

Jiang Yi was also infected by the scene, his face flushed red, he shouted from the back of his throat: "Fight!"

Just as everyone was about to make a move, Eldest Senior Brother Xu Lin finally recovered from his shock and hurriedly stopped them: "Fellow Junior Brothers, please do not be rash. This matter is related to the life and death of our sect.

While speaking, he strode towards the palace above the plaza.

Everyone was startled, and then followed Xu Lin.

In front of the Purple Cloud Palace, two disciples who were guarding the palace stopped everyone in their tracks. "Eldest senior brother, Sect Master is in closed door cultivation and should not be disturbed by anyone."

"Scram!" Xu Lin shouted loudly: "Now that the imperial government's recruitment army is at the foot of the mountain, and the sect is facing a crisis of destruction, we must quickly report this to master and ask him to come out and take charge of the situation."

"This …" The faces of the two gatekeeping disciples changed, and they hesitated.

Creak …

Just then, the doors suddenly opened, followed by an aged voice: "Jiang Yi, come in."

"Yes sir!" Jiang Yi answered, then walked into the great hall under the disbelieving gaze of the crowd, after which the door closed once again.

"What's going on?"

"Why did the Sect Master call Jiang Yi in alone? It can't be that they want to pass the Great Dream Heart Scripture to him, right? "

"Impossible!" The Great Dream Heart Scripture is a peerless cultivation technique for our Dream Soul Sect, only geniuses like Big Senior are qualified to have it. Then why would the Sect Master pass the Great Dream Heart Scripture down to a Martial Cultivatior like Jiang Yi, who is not intelligent and can't cultivate psychokinesis? "

"Nothing is impossible? He wasn't a scholar, but the sect head still took him in as a disciple. Which one of us isn't stronger than him? but he was still unable to enter the sect master's eyes. You must know that he is the person the sect master brought back personally. "

"This is a secret. I wonder what his identity is, and why he is able to get the attention of the school head?"

Many disciples, who saw Jiang Yi walk into the Purple Cloud Palace, immediately started to discuss and felt that it was inconceivable.

Xu Lin's body trembled, his mind gradually sank into the valley, as though he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Jiang Yi walked into the Zi Yun Hall, looked up, and saw a figure standing at the top of the hall. Jiang Yi hurriedly said, "master, the entire Dream Soul Sect has already been heavily surrounded by the army of the imperial government, and is in danger. Only master can personally step in to resolve this crisis."

This figure was none other than the master of Dream Soul Sect, Meng Qianqiu.

"This is the calamity of the Dream Soul Sect, and also the calamity of all the sects. Meng Qianqiu turned around and looked at Jiang Yi, shaking his head.

Meng Qianqiu was an old man with white hair and a thin figure. He was dressed in a grey daoist robe and looked like a saint.

However, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky. They were filled with a sense of vicissitudes of life, as if they could pierce through a person's body and touch their soul.

"Heavens …" "Meaning!" Jiang Yi heard this and his face was filled with despair. He said unwillingly: "I do not believe in heaven's will, our Dream Soul Sect is the world's great sect, and our master is a Spirit Immortal Realm Ranker. With our unparalleled psychokinesis, there must be a way to resolve this crisis.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Meng Qianqiu, "Jiang Yi, how long have you been in Dream Soul Sect?"

Jiang Yi was startled, but still replied respectfully: "Reporting to master, this disciple has been here for more than ten years. If it wasn't for master saving me at that time, this disciple would have already died. It's a pity that this disciple was born stupid and was unable to learn cultivation, and failed to live up to master's expectations of me."

"Ten years, it's really fast …" Meng Qianqiu sighed, "You can go. Remember, the will of the heavens cannot be disobeyed. In this world, Central Dynasty is the will of the heavens. If you wish to take revenge, not only do you need great strength, you also need absolute strength. You also need to endure. You have to wait for a chance to do so …"

"NO!" If I don't leave, how can I leave when the master treats me with kindness? I want to live and die with my Dream Soul Sect! " Jiang Yi roared loudly, "If this is heaven's will, then I shall go against it!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" After that, he waved his hand and a sparkling and transparent small sword appeared in front of Jiang Yi. "This is a rune sword that I refined using my supreme telekinesis, and it contains a trace of pure Yang energy. It can kill any expert in the Pure Yang Ghost Realm and can only be used three times.

As he spoke, a scroll appeared in Meng Qianqiu's hands, which he threw over to Jiang Yi.

This book was completely black and it emitted an ancient aura. The book was filled with small words. These words were a type of mysterious ancient language.

However, Jiang Yi was still able to recognize the four words at the very top: "Great Dream Heart Scripture!"