Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

The imperial capital, the demon master.

The ancient temple is bathed in sunlight, and there are cracks on the mottled pillars, as if telling the years it has experienced.

On the altar at the top, the word "Heaven and Earth" is enshrined.

The incense is lingering, like clouds of smoke gathering, and ripples of red clouds appear.

Around the central round table, there are nine seats, like a majestic and sacred throne, with different portraits engraved on them.

"Sword Zhu actually has a successor disciple? It's really a hell."

A woman whispered, her slender legs were crossed together, and a golden flame was burning in her palm.

Having worked together for many years, she knew that man's temperament well. He was too high-minded, and ordinary seedlings couldn't catch the eye of the eye at all.

"Master, do you know who Master Jianzhu's disciple is?"

Beside the throne, the tall girl couldn't help asking, her beautiful eyes sparkled with curiosity.

The reputation of the sword pillar Li Zangfeng shocked the world, especially in Yuyaosi, where he was worshiped as a god.

For many years, he has been alone and has never heard of any disciples.

Now, when this news came out of nowhere, not only Yuyaosi, the entire imperial capital, and even the whole world became restless and paid attention.

As a disciple of [Yan Zhu], Sang Ziluo was naturally very curious about what kind of person Li Zangfeng would like.

However, Sang Ziluo was disappointed.

Yan Zhu shook his head, his red pupils reflected intense interest.

"It's really interesting. At this time, a disciple popped up, is it for the Yuan King Fa Conference?"

"Yuan Wang Fa Conference?" Sang Ziluo became vigilant.

That was the Great Qin Dynasty, a grand event held every thirty-three years.

At that time, evildoers gather, dragons and tigers fight, and the geniuses of the younger generation will gather in the imperial capital to compete on that stage, discuss ways of fighting, and kill the final "king".

Throughout the dynasties, all those who have won the "Yuan King" are all unrivaled powerhouses who have shined through the years.

They left indelible legends in their respective eras.

As a disciple of [Yan Zhu], Sang Ziluo would naturally not miss the Yuan King Fa Conference.

Any opponent deserves attention, let alone Li Zangfeng's disciple?

This is simply what needs to be focused on.

Not only her, I am afraid that among the younger generation, as long as they are a little bit ambitious, they are eager to know the origin of this sudden successor disciple.

"Little girl, what are you thinking about? That's Li Zangfeng's disciple, Yuan Wang Fahui, how could you miss it?" The corners of Yanzhu's mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

"I'd like to see where the little devil came out, so powerful that it can make that man relax."

While speaking, Yan Zhu got up and walked outside the palace gate.

"Master, where are you going?" Sang Ziluo asked behind him.

"Look at the excitement!"

...

Inside the palace.

"Li Zangfeng actually accepted a disciple? Which family's Miao descendant? King Fu? Or King Xu?"

Inside the curtain, a majestic voice sounded, trembling.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Yu Yaosi has not received any news. I just heard that Lord Jianzhu traveled to the North Sea and released a message..."

"What words?"

"Yuan Wang Fa Conference, his disciples will defeat the whole world."

"Destroy the world? What a big tone, it's like him." At the curtain, Qin Huang smiled.

"I don't know what the background of his little disciple is... Li Zangfeng is trying to provoke him."

Most of those who practice swords are people who hate evil like enemies. They have many friends and many enemies.

Li Zangfeng is a leader of all kinds. In the world, those who want him to die may fill the entire imperial capital.

Even within Yu Yaosi, there are quite a few people who find him unhappy.

It's just that Li Zangfeng's swordsmanship is supernatural, everyone in the world is jealous, and not many people can do anything to defeat him.

The most important thing is that Li Zangfeng is alone, without even a servant.

But it's different now, this man actually has an extra disciple.

When he said such words, I don't know how many children and nephews of the family had bright eyes, wanting to get back the face and even their lives lost by their uncles from this little devil.

"Being able to worship under Lord Jianzhu's sect, I'm afraid it's extraordinary, and he must be a dragon and phoenix among people." The old slave beside him said with a smile.

"Jian Zhu's disciple, it seems that he is aiming at the Yuan King's ceremony..." The voice inside the curtain suddenly became indifferent.

The old slave with the whisk in his hand looked up, then lowered his body even lower.

"Thirty-three years, with the flick of a finger, if the King Yuan was still alive..."

"Your Majesty..." The old slave trembled, and hurriedly bowed down, with a look of panic on his pale face.

"Back off, I'm tired."

The majestic voice fell faintly in the palace, revealing a trace of coldness.

In a blink of an eye, everyone retreated.

In Nuo Da's palace, there is only the fragrance lingering, and the foil is the tall figure in the curtain.

...

Chiling Mountain, Huoyun Cave.

This is the Demon King of the Seventy-two Caves in the World, the Demon Mansion of the Fire Spirit Stone Ape.

In the dense demonic aura, a ball of flames rose up, like a bright sun, which was born and died endlessly.

In the blink of an eye, the flame was swallowed by a bloody mouth.

A myriad of rays of light gushed out from the body of the figure in the mist.

"Li Zangfeng actually has a disciple...hahaha...does this man also want to keep his incense alive?"

The flames dissipated, and an ape appeared. He was wearing heavy armor, his eyes were like lightning, and there was a flame rune between his eyebrows.

The sound was like thunder, shaking the entire Shifu slightly.

"Father, I heard that Li Zangfeng has cultivated the way of swords, how could he accept disciples?" Beside him, a little ape showed a puzzled look.

"This matter is a bit strange, but Taoist cultivation is the most important thing about inheritance, how can there be no successor for his ability?" Huo Lingshi ape said in a deep voice.

"It's just that this man is too high-spirited, and there are very few people who can make him fall in love with him."

"Li Zangfeng is a supreme expert among human beings. I don't know who his disciple is." The little ape showed curiosity.

Now, the news about Li Zangfeng's acceptance of his disciples has spread all over the world.

Not only him, all forces are paying attention, using contacts and intelligence networks, hoping to find out the identity of Li Zangfeng's disciples.

The Jiuding Chamber of Commerce even offered a huge reward for first-hand information.

"No matter who it is, you must kill it." The Huoling Stone Ape said in a deep voice.

"Father, no one outside knows the identity of this person."

Huoling Stone Ape sneered and said, "Come on, the King Yuan Fa Conference is about to begin, and I don't believe that Li Zangfeng's disciples will show up."

"Yuan Wang Fa Conference..." Xiao Yuan couldn't help being moved.

It was the grandest event of the human dynasty, and even as a monster, he had heard about it.

"Father, can I see it?"

"Delusion..." Huo Lingshi's eyes turned cold, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Do you know how important Yuan Wang Fahui is to human beings?"

"Yuan kings of all dynasties are strong men who shine through the years. Human beings regard it as extremely important. This is an ancient inheritance. Once a Yuan king is born, they can enter there..."

"Where?" The little ape was puzzled.

"A forbidden place that only the kings of the Yuan Dynasty can set foot on..."

"There are rumors in the world that there is a tomb there, and only King Yuan can worship it!"

The voice of Huoling Stone Ape echoed in the Demon Mansion, heavy and mysterious.