With ten trillion disciples, my demon sect is invincible!

In the Great Wilderness Dynasty, in the Jinluan Hall, a young man wearing a dragon robe sat on the dragon chair. The courtiers on both sides below were discussing the incident of the demon sect's destruction of Jinshan Temple, and there was a lot of discussion. Some of the courtiers suggested sending troops to attack the demon sect.

Suddenly there was an emergency call from outside.

Report~~~, a man wearing a fish-dragon suit and an embroidered spring knife on his waist quickly ran into the hall and knelt down on one knee. He was the commander of the Jinyi Guards of the Great Wilderness Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, news came from Xuankong Mountain. The Demon Cult led people to attack the Xuankong Pavilion. No one in the sect survived. The head of Wanjian Sect, Ximentian, went to rescue him, but was beaten to death by Zhou Qiong's palm."

"What, what you said is true!" The young emperor sitting on the dragon throne was so frightened that he stood up.

"Everything my subordinate said is true. The bodies of Ximen Tian and Taoist Chongxu are still nailed to the stone tablets on Xuankong Mountain!"

The young emperor was so frightened that he sat powerlessly on the dragon throne. You must know that the Great Wilderness Dynasty only had one master of the Martial Emperor realm, and that was his father, the previous generation of Emperor Huang, who died last year. Now the most powerful person in the entire Great Wilderness Dynasty is his master Taifu, who is only at the peak level of the Martial Emperor.

The emperor looked down at the Taifu who was standing at the head of the group of officials and asked, "Taifu, what should we do now? The Demon Cult will not come to attack our Great Wilderness Dynasty."

An old man in a purple official robe stood up and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. Our Great Wilderness Dynasty has never targeted the Demon Sect since ancient times, and we have never said anything about subduing demons. The Demon Sect will not attack us."

"That's good, that's good!" The young emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

A trace of worry flashed in the eyes of the Taifu below. He was not very confident whether the Demon Cult would attack the Great Wilderness Dynasty.

Wanjian Mountain, the meeting hall, the weak Ximendi sat in the position of the leader. The elders below all looked worried, ever since the news that the leader Ximentian was beaten to death by Zhou Qiong's palm spread back to Wanjian Mountain.

Everyone couldn't believe it. If the news hadn't spread all over the world, they all thought who was kidding. After reluctantly accepting the facts, several elders finally discussed letting Ximendi, who had not recovered from his serious injury, be the leader.

"Master, what should we do now? The Demon Sect will probably not let us go." Several elders asked Ximendi who was sitting in the seat.

Ximendi straightened up and said, "Everyone, in the name of the seventeenth head of Wanjian Sect, I announce that Wanjian Sect will be officially disbanded starting today."

"What, Ximendi, are you crazy?"

"You are such an ambitious person. You want to disband the sect as soon as you become the leader. Our Wanjian Sect has been established for thousands of years, but you have disbanded it at your request."

The elders below immediately pointed at Ximendi's nose and began to curse. If they didn't still have some sense, they would have taken action.

"Then I wonder what clever ideas the elders have," Ximendi glanced disdainfully at the elders in front of him.

To be honest, Wanjian Sect has withered by their generation. The five sects that were once famous have actually been marginalized in recent years. None of them were in the Martial Emperor realm, and the elders in front of them were the most talented in the middle Martial Emperor realm, and there was even one at the peak Martial King level. It's just because of seniority that he sat on the position of elder.

Over the years, Ximen Tian managed to rely on the two brothers to hold on. Finally, Ximen Tian broke through to the Martial Emperor realm. Before he could show his strength, he was beaten to death by Zhou Qiong's palm. Now he can no longer support it by himself.

And the Demon Cult will not let them go easily.

Seeing the mutterings of the elders in front of him without replying, Ximendi sneered, picked up the long sword on the table, turned around and walked out, "I've finished my words. The Demon Cult may come to me at Wanjian Mountain at any time. I’m leaving now. See you later.”

The elders looked at Ximendi who had already left. They wanted to speak several times but did not say anything. Looking at Ximendi who had disappeared, the great elder in the middle stage of the Martial Emperor sighed and said, "That's it, just leave. Go out and tell the disciples. Those who want to stay can stay, and those who don't want to stay can stay." Let’s go.”

"Great Elder, what about you!" the only elder in the Martial King Realm asked in a low voice.

"I was born here since childhood. Now that I'm older, I don't want to go anywhere. Just stay here and live and die with Wanjian Mountain. Do you want to stay too!"

No one answered, and there was an awkward atmosphere in the air. An elder sighed and turned around and walked out of the hall. Watching him leave, several other elders also hurriedly left. In the end, only the great elder himself was left in the hall.

"Alas, Wanjianmen has completely disappeared, hahaha" The laughter was filled with endless sadness.

In the Demon Sect's main altar, a dark figure was kneeling in front of Zhou Qiong.

"Reporting to the leader, there is news from the Xuanbu that Ximendi disbanded the Wanjian Sect after he became the leader. Now Wanjian Sect has become an empty mountain except for the great elder and a few scattered disciples who are unwilling to leave."

Zhou Qiong chuckled, "Oh, this Ximendi is quite smart!"

"Has there been any progress on the space turbulence that Xuanbu discovered last time in the far west?"

"Reporting to the leader, there is still nothing found. He has disappeared since the last time he appeared. Xuan San and Xuan Si are still looking there."

"Okay, let's get down!"

"System, are you sure the space turbulence is a space-time channel?"

"Yes, every continent will have a space-time passage leading to the upper world. There may have been some changes on this continent so the passage is hidden, but it will not disappear."

"System, there must be a realm above the Martial God realm."

"Of course, to be precise, there is no Martial God Realm. Above the Martial Emperor Realm is the Tongxuan Realm. There are ten levels in the Tongxuan Realm. The initial, middle, late and peak levels of the Martial God Realm correspond to the first four levels of the Tongxuan Realm.

People from the lower continents will automatically ascend to the upper realm as long as their cultivation reaches the fifth level of the Tongxuan Realm. Others need to take the space-time channel. The Martial Emperor Realm can go to the upper realm."

"System, how big is the upper realm."

"Boundless, with your cultivation level, you can't reach the end even if you fly for ten thousand years."

"Host, are you planning to go to the upper realm now!"

"Of course! No, according to your system, how can a small character like me in the Martial Emperor Realm be cool in the upper realm? It's better to develop here first, and then go to the upper realm with my men."