Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The person who came in to report hurriedly retreated, and before long, he led three people into view.

Of the three envoys, the one in front wore a dark cyan robe and had a condescending look on his face. The two behind him wore golden and silver thunder robes, respectively.

As soon as the three entered the hall, the cyan-robed man arrogantly scanned everyone present.

"Who is in charge here? I have come to speak with the person who can make decisions!"

The cyan-robed man raised his head slightly, his posture extremely arrogant.

The other two envoys did not look pleased with his behavior, worried that it would cause trouble and implicate them.

"You want to see the person in charge? Now you see him."

Jun Wuxie stepped out from beside his Third Senior Sister, Shen Xi.

"You?"

The envoys from the three tribes were all surprised. The envoys from the Golden Armor and Thunder Caller tribes remained silent, while the envoy from the Swift Wind tribe burst out laughing: "Is your Ancestral Forging Village trying to make a fool of me? A young man stands up and says he can make decisions. What a joke!"

"Insolent fool! Kneel down immediately upon seeing the Master of the Refinement Sect!"

Jian Yang roared, the shockwave causing the three tribe envoys' minds to tremble. The Swift Wind envoy, in particular, was especially affected by the shockwave, feeling his eardrums about to burst, his head buzzing, and his body swaying, almost losing his balance.

"Jian Yang! Don't think you can show off your power here just because your cultivation is higher than mine. You need to understand the current situation of your village and the Taiji Divine Beast Clan!"

After recovering from the shockwave, the Swift Wind envoy's face was extremely gloomy. He stared coldly at Jian Yang and shouted, "In the current situation, you have no way out. If you don't know how to bow your heads at this time, the ending will be extremely miserable!"

The expressions of the people in the hall turned ashen upon hearing the Swift Wind envoy's threatening words, their chests burning with anger.

It was extremely hateful that an envoy with an ordinary status in the Swift Wind tribe would come here and spout nonsense, acting so arrogantly!

The Swift Wind envoy took out a scroll from his bosom. With a flick, the scroll unfurled, and rows of words shone brightly on it.

"Edict of the Swift Wind Tribe King! Within three days, all those above the Saint Ancestor Realm in the Ancestral Forging Village and the Taiji Divine Beast Clan must leave the village and kneel in submission, acknowledging my Swift Wind Tribe King as their master, to ensure the lives of everyone in the Ancestral Forging Village and the Taiji Divine Beast Clan!"

The Swift Wind envoy read it out in a condescending manner. After finishing, he smirked and looked at Jun Wuxie, saying, "Well, since you say you are the one in charge here, then come and kneel to receive the edict!"

The entire hall was in an uproar!

The Swift Wind Tribe was extremely arrogant, actually wanting them to acknowledge a master. Sending an envoy to read out some bullshit edict, such blatant humiliation was truly infuriating!

"You have a death wish!"

Jun Wuxie took a step forward. The moment his foot landed on the ground, a piece of rune bloomed, instantly severing the void and arriving in front of the Swift Wind envoy.

With a '噗' sound, amidst the Swift Wind envoy's miserable scream, his legs were directly cut off, and blood spurted out.

Everyone was shocked and looked at him in disbelief.

What method did the Sect Master use just now?

Was that the power of runes?

There is a law restriction here. How could the Sect Master use such a method?

Everyone couldn't help but try to see if they could use their divine abilities, but found that the law-restricting environment had not changed in the slightest, and they could not use the laws.

Even Mu Ciyin and Yue Chenyu were stunned.

They quickly reacted, knowing that this must be related to Jun Wuxie's experience in the Stone Tower.

"You… How could you…"

Having lost half of his body, the Swift Wind envoy was so frightened that he supported himself on the ground with both hands and kept retreating.

He had already forgotten the pain and was terrified by this method.

This small world is extremely special, and the restrictions on cultivators are too great. Not only is there a law restriction, but even the physical body's blood energy cannot be released.

This means that no matter how high the cultivation level, no techniques or divine abilities can be used during battle. They can only engage in the simplest fist and foot or weapon-based close combat. If they want to attack from a distance, they must use ranged weapons.

Jun Wuxie naturally did not respond. He was too lazy to waste words with such a person. He pointed his finger, and a strand of rune finger-light, sharper than a blade, directly severed the Swift Wind envoy's head and pierced through his brow.

The Swift Wind envoy's voice came to an abrupt halt, and blood gushed from the neck that had lost its head.

The envoys from the Golden Armor and Thunder Caller tribes were so frightened that their bodies turned cold, and they stood there without daring to move.

The Swift Wind envoy's bloody corpse was right in front of them, chopped into several pieces, which was too shocking to the visual nerves.

"Someone, take the Swift Wind envoy's head and hang it at the entrance of the village."

Jun Wuxie kicked the head away with his foot, and then looked at the envoys from the Golden Armor and Thunder Caller tribes.

"You… What do you want to do… It is against the rules of war to kill envoys… You… You can't do this!"

They were filled with fear when they saw Jun Wuxie walking towards them.

Jun Wuxie's eyes were indifferent, and he did not speak. His left and right hands covered the tops of their heads respectively, and the rune light in his palms was dazzling.

The two immediately let out miserable screams, struggling frantically, feeling a splitting headache and unbearable pain.

Their sea of consciousness memories were being forcibly read by Jun Wuxie.

Jun Wuxie was very violent when reading memories, and did not consider whether it would hurt their souls.

The eyeballs of these two envoys bulged out, and blood flowed from their seven orifices, their entire heads seeming to explode.

When Jun Wuxie's hand moved away, the two directly collapsed on the ground, their faces covered in blood, looking very miserable.

"Throw these two out."

Jun Wuxie did not kill them. From their memories, he had learned a lot of useful information.

The Golden Armor and Thunder Caller tribes followed the Swift Wind tribe's arrangements to attack the village. For such a big matter, only a small portion of the strong foundation members of their tribes showed up, and only a few ancient ancestor-level figures came out.

This situation was definitely abnormal. Such a major event should require most of the high-level members to discuss and make a decision.

"Get ready, we're going to fight again!"

Shen Manman instructed the people in the hall, then came to Jun Wuxie and asked, "Little Junior Brother, what are you thinking about?"

"The matter of the Golden Armor and Thunder Caller tribes, they should have been coerced."

Jun Wuxie said that he originally thought the Swift Wind would launch an attack quickly, but the Swift Wind waited until recently to launch an attack. During the year of silence, they should have focused their attention on the Golden Armor and Thunder Caller tribes.

"We also have this suspicion, but there is no evidence. The Golden Armor and Thunder Caller tribes participated in the war, and several battles have injured many of our people, and the Taiji Divine Beast Clan has also suffered a lot."

Shen Xi agreed, after all, the Golden Armor and Thunder Caller tribes have always rejected the Swift Wind tribe. Their sudden alliance must be suspicious.

"Although we suspect that they were forced, we can't solve this problem for the time being. During these days, the Swift Wind tribe has not given us time or opportunity. They take turns attacking, making us unable to even get enough time to recuperate, let alone solve the matter of the two tribes."

There was a hint of worry between Shen Zhu's eyebrows. The current situation is very bad for them.

The number of Mixed Origin Saint Realm members in the Swift Wind tribe is no less than theirs, and so are the Golden Armor and Thunder Caller tribes.

When the three tribes unite, the number is many times more than theirs, and they are at an absolute disadvantage in this regard.

Now, the three tribes are implementing a wheel battle, and the Swift Wind Ancient Ancestor is also using the Dark Curse, making Shen Manman and the others exhausted. In the past two months, after several major battles, they are already physically and mentally exhausted.

"There is no problem that cannot be solved."

Jun Wuxie said, looking at everyone in the hall, and said: "No one is allowed to go out of the village to fight again. Everyone can defend in the village."

Jian Yang was worried and said: "Sect Master, if we only defend in the village, I am afraid we will not be able to defend for long."

"This Sect Master said, everyone will defend in the village, and the rest, this Sect Master will solve it himself."

His voice was sonorous, resounding and powerful, and brooked no argument.

This order made everyone feel puzzled.

There was a hint of worry between Shen Manman, Shen Zhu, and Shen Xi's eyebrows. The two of them gave Shen Xi a look, and Shen Xi stepped forward and asked softly: "Little Junior Brother, what is your plan?"

"There is no plan, I just don't want our people to be injured anymore. As for the three tribes attacking, the Mixed Origin Saint Realm experts will be handed over to me to solve, and the others, if they dare to attack the village, the Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters will kill them like cutting grass."

"What?"

The entire hall was shocked, looking at him in disbelief, unable to believe their ears.

"Little Junior Brother, you are not kidding, are you?"

Shen Manman and the others were stunned. The Little Junior Brother, in the Overlord Saint Realm, how can he deal with the Mixed Origin Saint Realm?

Even if he is a Rune Master, because of some special reason, he can use the Rune Dao here, he definitely cannot compete with the Mixed Origin Saint Realm.

Although the Mixed Origin Saint Realm in this small world is very different from the Mixed Origin Saint Realm outside, and is strictly speaking only a pseudo-Mixed Origin, it is still a very terrifying expert here.

Yue Chenyu and Mu Ciyin were also stunned.

No one present was not shocked by him.

The young Sect Master is going to deal with the Mixed Origin Saint Realm experts, and the key is that there is not only one target!

"Do you think I am someone who jokes about serious matters?"

Jun Wuxie's expression was very serious, without any hint of joking. He was really not joking, and was extremely serious.

"What do you use to deal with the Mixed Origin Saint Realm?"

Shen Xi was a little angry, thinking that he was young and vigorous and trying to be brave, and worried that he would encounter danger.

"Use this."

Jun Wuxie spread out his fingers, and a rune emerged from the palm of his hand, floating in his palm.

Others may not be able to see anything, but all the Mixed Origin Saint Realm experts present narrowed their pupils.

Below the Mixed Origin, what they saw was just a rune exuding a dangerous aura, but the Mixed Origin Saint Realm could see deeper things.

That rune had hundreds of millions of strands of runes, constantly evolving, mysterious and unpredictable, and each strand contained amazing killing power.

"Junior Brother, your Dao of符… has actually reached the Supreme realm…"

His senior brothers and sisters were stunned. A Supreme in the Dao of 符 at such a young age was simply unimaginable.

They were naturally aware of the difficulty of the Dao of 符, because the Dao of Artifacts they cultivated was already very difficult. The Dao of 符 was even more difficult than the Dao of Artifacts, requiring super strong comprehension and talent, and opportunities were indispensable.

The most difficult Dao, Junior Brother, had actually cultivated to the Supreme level at such a young age. He was probably already entering the Eight Realm Saint符 Master realm.

"Supreme of the Dao of 符…"

When Mu Ciyin heard Shen Xi's words, her ice-snow-like beautiful eyes suddenly burst into bright light, and a look of excitement appeared on her usually cold face.

The same was true for Yue Chenyu, who had a natural cold temperament beside her. Her sexy lips were slightly raised, and she actually smiled.

Hua!

At this moment, the entire council hall was boiling.

Whether it was the Taiji Divine Beast or the people from the Weapon Refining Sect, they all felt extremely shocked.

In their eyes, this was truly a god-like master, a god-like Sect Master!

"However, even if you can use the Dao of 符 and are already a Supreme in the Dao of 符, you might be able to win against a pseudo-Primordial under the suppression of Order in a one-on-one fight, but we are still worried about a one-on-many situation."

Shen Xi was still a little worried.

"Senior brothers and sisters, you underestimate my Dao of 符 too much. The people from Sufeng are coming soon, and you will know when the time comes."

After Jun Wuyi finished speaking, he walked out of the hall, and his senior brothers, sisters, and nephews hurriedly followed.

Mu Ciyin and Yue Chenyu also followed, and the others in the hall followed closely behind.