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In the main hall of the Azure Clouds Palace, there was a dignified and dignified hall with purple qi swirling around it.

The twelve cauldrons sat on both sides of him. Although the twelve of them wore different accessories, they were all in high spirits and exuded a sharp aura. They looked around with disdain.

In the past, after the founding of Taixuan, the Founding Founder, Yuyan, Shenfeng Rock, Xuanyuan Rock, Jingyun Rock, Changliu Rock, Shangshen Rock, Baiyuyan, Zhongzhuo Rock, Danfen Rock, Dongyanzhi Rock, and Shangshu Rock were found in the Qingqiu Mountains. They established twelve altars, which were divided into the cultivation altars of Taixuan, and like the four cities of Qingqiu, they all obeyed Taixuan's orders. Amongst the twelve altars, the Tai Hua Altar, Shocking Cloud Altar and Middle Melody Altar were the most powerful. The Tai Hua Altar was also the top of the twelve altars.

These 12 Altar Masters were all inner disciples of superior quality and cultivation that had been meticulously selected by the Supreme Mystery. Their status and strength were not inferior to the Elders' direct disciples. Not only did they shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the safety of all sides of the Qing Qiu Mountains, they also formed a horned camp to protect each other.

Uncle Fang quietly looked at them for a while, then sternly said, "I have to trouble everyone today because there is one thing I cannot delay any longer."

The leader of Ottawa, Yu Ren, with his purple beard and thick eyebrows, said in a clear voice, "Elder, are you talking about the matter of activating the Twelve Heavenly Devils Devil Sword Formation?"

Uncle Fang had a cold expression on his face as he said, "Jade Altar Master is indeed clever. It's just that I'm not activating the 'Twelve Heavenly Devils Devouring Sword Formation'. I'm trying to seal the Setting Sun Sword."

"The Setting Sun Sword is the sword wielded by all the previous elders. It is also the sword that they wield, and the first sword that has activated the sword formation. Why would the elder seal this sword?"

"Everyone doesn't know, although the Setting Sun Sword is the leader of the numerous swords, it's just that the killing intent is becoming increasingly heavier. Furthermore, due to the recent frequent movements in the six realms, Junior Yin and I discovered that the Taixuan meridians were becoming increasingly weak, so we had to use the Setting Sun Sword Qi to solidify the Taixuan meridians."

The master of the music industry, Yu Jiu, was a bit fat: "In that case, where would elder seal the Sunset Sword?"

Yin Bao Scroll stroked his beard and continued, "This is exactly what I wanted to inform you all. We have always claimed that the location of the Taixuan meridian is located in the outside world, but actually, this is just an illusion. The Taixuan meridian is located in the center stage!"

When these words came out, the 12 Altar Masters were secretly shocked.

"In the past, when Master Xiao Yao founded the Twelve Altar of the Four Cities, he discovered that the Middle Melody Altar was located right in the middle of the entire Qing Qiu mountain. So we built the Earth Veins, gathered the spirit energy of heaven and earth, and absorbed the essence of the sun and moon.

Elder Yu's slightly thick face gradually turned into a flower as he smiled: "This is truly the honor of a music industry disciple."

Yin Yang Scroll said, "Therefore, the Setting Sun Sword must be sealed in the Earth Vein in the Central Melody Altar in order to solidify my pulse and protect my primal chaos for the next ten thousand years."

Uncle Fang said in a deep voice, "This is also considered for Taixuan's ten-thousand-year foundation. The Setting Sun Sword and the Twelve Sword Formations are interconnected, and the sword Qis are deep and heavy. I still need everyone's help when the time comes."

The Twelve Altar Masters said in unison, "This matter concerns the Taixuan capital foundation. We are duty-bound."

At the edge of the Heart-Cleansing Stream, Yu Dui was jumping as he shouted excitedly, "I haven't been home for half a year. I can finally see my father today!"

Kong Zhili said, "Master Yudan is currently discussing important matters with Master in the Blue Firmament Hall. How would he have the time to meet with you?" It turned out that Yu Duanzhi was the only son of Yu Changxiu. He hadn't thought that this father and son duo would both have extraordinary talents in cultivation.

In fact, Yu Changxiu also wanted to meet his son, but Taixuan's rules were very strict, so he had to avoid suspicion to prevent people from discussing that he was only a disciple of Taixuan's inner sect because of his words. In the end, he endured it and left.

Suddenly, a person in blue descended rapidly from the mountain. Before he could get close to the sword Qi, the sharp sword Qi forced everyone to take a step back.

It turned out to be the Eternal Wither. Before he could steady himself, he hurriedly asked Ning An. "Junior Brother, did you see a black-cloaked man with a straw hat running away just now?"

Ning Anshi said, "No! Senior Brother, we've always been here, but we've never seen any black-cloaked person …"

"Strange," he murmured, "they were obviously running in this direction, how come there is no trace of them?"

Ning Anshi asked, "Senior Brother, could it be that another stranger has barged in?"

"That's right, I was practicing martial arts in the backyard just now, when a black-robed man with a straw hat suddenly passed behind me. I only felt my heart suddenly shake, my heart hurt a little, and that person actually leered. It's just that his movements were eerie and fleeting, and I couldn't catch up to him."

After a long while, the crowd quickly reached an agreement on sealing the Setting Sun Sword in the middle of the music platform, and the various Altar Lords left one after another. In the huge hall, there was only Fang Bozhen and Yan Baoyun left.

Yin Bao Scroll said, "Senior Brother, the Setting Sun Sword is the most authoritative place in Taixuan, and it is enough to intimidate the entire Six Realms. Now that the seal has been sealed, it is better not to spread it. It can only be done in secret."

He said in a desolate tone: "There are many unusual movements in the Five Realms now, especially since the devil realm's ambition is expanding. The evil realm is also evil, and the Immortal and God Realms are hesitant, indecisive, and the spirit realm is outside of the realm, which means that their situation is grim. Both the Demon and Demon Realms have been eyeing the Supreme Mystery for a long time, and their meridians are where the life veins of the Supreme Mystery are located.

Uncle Fang's expression was solemn as he continued, "Junior Brother, do you remember the Jade Wall City ten years ago where everyone in the city suffered from an incurable strange plague and was killed on the last night. Recently, unknown people frequently trespassed into the Supreme Mystery City and their actions were strange.

"Esteemed Masters, this is bad. Please quickly return to the Fang Residence." Suddenly, Ning An, gasping for breath, barged in, his face a mask of panic and panic.

Yin Bao Scroll remained calm as she said, "What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Ning Xuemo's eyes were wide open as she hurriedly said, "Wan … Senior Martial Brother Wan, he … He killed four inner disciples … "

Both Fang and Yin turned pale as they dashed back to the Fang Residence.

Back at the courtyard, the disciples were in a state of chaos. The four inner disciples' corpses were lying on the ground. Being surrounded in the middle of the circle, its face was dark brown, and its wandering eyes were filled with a vicious light. He held the Azure Dragon Sword in his hand, and blood dripped from the sword blade, dripping onto the white marble floor. It was a bloody scene, a terrifying sight to behold.

"Gu Ku, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you stopping?!"

One of the inner disciples said, "Masters, we were just practicing martial arts in the garden. Senior Martial Brother Wan suddenly barged in and waved his sword to kill us. Four of our juniors were instantly killed. If we didn't dodge fast enough, I'm afraid …"

Eternal Withering didn't say anything. The resentment in his eyes gradually deepened. He held the Azure Dragon Sword tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging out as he used his strength to make the tip of the sword creak.

Yin Bao Yun thought to himself, "As a disciple of the Vermillion Bird Country, he usually treats others respectfully and kindly, but today, he suddenly went berserk, his face turning brown. This is the same strange plague that struck Jade Wall City ten years ago, could it be …?"

Suddenly, the cyan light flashed, and the Green Dragon Sword in Eternal Desolation's hand pierced out, straight towards the disciple closest to him. In the blink of an eye, Uncle Fang dashed to the front of the Eternal Wither and pressed down on his wrist.

Unexpectedly, a short blade flew out from the dead disciple's sleeve and flew straight to the disciple's throat. The disciple's throat made gurgling sounds as blood gushed out, and he instantly fell to the ground.

Uncle Fang was greatly shocked. With a flick of his wrist, the Green Dragon Sword in his withered hand fell to the ground with a clang. The palm attack was accompanied by a strong gust of wind and went straight towards Uncle Fang's face. This palm attack was indeed very powerful, the location, time, and power were all being squeezed perfectly, if it was anyone else, they would only be hit. All the disciples secretly praised it.

Seeing that this palm attack had already reached Uncle Fang's deep face, and with a crisp "bang" sound, the two palms struck. Uncle Fang's withered body flew several dozen feet away, and the wind created by the two palms was like a wave that forced all of the disciples to retreat several steps.

Yin Mo Chen looked at the Eternal Wither and repeatedly used his trump card. He was extremely angry as he said in a stern voice, "Impudent, you actually dared to commit an offense against my Supreme Profound Master. Hurry up and stop right now!"

Eternal Wither still remained silent. His eyes were dull and fierce, but his face was getting darker and darker.

This reminded him of the heart curse ten years ago in Jade Wall City. It was the same for mortals that had been afflicted with the heart curse of the demonic world.

At this moment, the normally calm and indifferent Fang Bohun suddenly paled. He concluded that the Devil Realm had also secretly cast the Heart Mantra on him. It was imperative to subdue him so that he would no longer be manipulated by the curse to kill the innocent.

Uncle Fang's guess was right. The Ancient Desolation had been struck by the heart curse of that black robe. Its nature had greatly changed, and its power had greatly increased. The heart was corroded by the curse, causing murder. At this moment, the Eternal Wither had already been completely controlled by the curse. It had lost its mind and became a killing tool. As a disciple, his cultivation had already reached the Superior Qing Realm. In addition to controlling his mind with spells, his power had increased by leaps and bounds. Killing intent filled his entire body, and no one dared to approach him.

Eternal Abyss no longer had any weapons in his hands, he just punched out once again, the fist wind was fierce, killing intent rose up from all directions, and with a swing of his hands, he struck out with both palms, wind and tiger, his moves were extremely exquisite, it seemed like Eternal Abyss could not be pushed any further.

After all, Uncle Fang was a noble sixth generation elder. His cultivation had already reached the virtuous realm, and his cultivation was far higher than that of a Successor Disciple. Although the Myriad Desolations Fist was vicious and deadly, it still missed. Uncle Fang's two palms struck out in perfect coordination, his attacks were unstoppable, and his defenses were as dense as a spider's web. Just this alone was enough to capture one's soul.

The two of them had battled for more than a hundred rounds, and the Eternal Wither seemed to have exhausted all of his energy. Uncle Fang took advantage of the situation and attacked with both of his palms, but left behind some of his moves. The withered body had several palms in its body. Its body had already flown several meters away. It kneeled on the ground and spat out blood.

Uncle Fang had a look of pity on his face as he said in a sad voice: "Gu Ku, don't tell me you don't know the other junior brothers? They are all brothers that you have been with day and night, do you know that you are the Sword Master Wanwu from the Supreme Mystery City!? Ancient! "Ruin!"

His words carried a peculiar penetrating power. They resounded loudly and powerfully.

Perhaps it was because of Uncle Fang's words that had aroused his personality. His dark brown face faintly flashed with a hint of undetectable remorse, his body slowly straightened, and his eyes slowly became focused. He looked like he was confessing, but at the same time he was hesitating.

Everyone was looking forward to this joyous change. "My heart... Painful... "So painful!"

However, this change disappeared in an instant. An eerie, malicious light once again shot out of his withered eyes. He leaped up and grabbed the Azure Dragon Sword in his hand, and stabbed towards the crowd beside him at lightning speed, "Ah! Ah!" After a few miserable cries, three of the disciples fell.

Uncle Fang knew that trying any further would be useless. The Eternal Rage had already been corroded by the curse.

The ancient sword's edge stabbed forward again. Uncle Fang took out a sword from a disciple's hand and moved forward. There was the sound of sword wind breaking through the air, it was urgent and loud, and the marble floor was actually cracked by the sword wind.

The sword tip shot out a ray of green dragon light. This sword light was extremely powerful. In an instant, it lifted up the entire marble floor of the Garden of Fang.

He gathered true energy into his palm, and with a "weng" sound, true energy shot out from his palm, turning into the power of thunder, shattering the flying stone slab, and directly penetrating through the withered body.

Peace returned to the garden as the stone powder that was flying all over the sky fell down onto Xiao Xiao. Withering trees stood where they were, and his face gradually turned blood-red. However, he had already been destroyed by the "Qi Refining Divine Art." With a "Putong" sound, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his entire body collapsed onto the ground.

Uncle Fang sat paralyzed on the ground. His eyes were filled with sadness, and he was on the verge of tears. The setting sun gently sprinkled on his withered face, serene and calm, very much like the time he had just entered Taixuan many years ago.

"Master, that straw hat and black robe have taken control of my temperament. I … My heart hurts... "It hurts …" The ancient voice seemed to have become a sliver as it finally dissipated in the blood-red light of the setting sun.

"No …" The sorrowful voice resounded throughout the sky, and everyone couldn't help but be moved.

Uncle Fang had lost everything he loved forever, and he was in deep sorrow. Ever since he was a child, he had been abandoned for eternity. Fortunately, Uncle Fang was able to take him in, and since then his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds, becoming even more appreciated by Uncle Fang. At such a young age, he was promoted to be a disciple. The death of Eternal withering caused Uncle Fang to instantly grow old by several years.

Blood-red dusk. The Primordial Profound Ark's wail suddenly rang out, resounding through the entire Qing Qiu Mountains. The world was suddenly filled with a murderous intent.