Shangguan Hao's face beamed with joy as he made his way toward Heavenly Sword City. This journey could indeed be described as killing three birds with one arrow.
Firstly, he had connected with the formidable Heaven Shaking Divine Sect, securing the promise of a bottle of Deity Nurturing Elixir, which would aid in his soul transformation. Secondly, by eliminating Ming Rui, he was no longer hindered nor worried about being discovered by True Master Tiancang. Thirdly, he had eradicated most of the marauding cultivators around Heavenly Sword City. It was a triple victory!
Shangguan Hao could hardly contain his pride at his own cleverness. However, he had barely escaped a few dozen zhang when a chilling sensation prickled at his back, and an immense sense of foreboding arose within him. Without hesitation, Shangguan Hao immediately cast a defensive spell and activated his protective magic treasure.
Boom!
Two ghost kings, one in front and one behind, swung their five lifebound ghost weapons furiously, smashing down with terrifying force.
Boom!
The power of the second-tier ghost kings was indeed formidable. In an instant, they shattered Shangguan Hao's defensive spell. His protective magic treasure let out a mournful cry, its light dimming instantly before plummeting to the ground.
Shangguan Hao's pupils constricted sharply. He recognized these two ghost kings! They were the very ones who had slain Yun Zhongyu under the command of a Golden Core monk!
Shangguan Hao was petrified. He knew all too well that his own strength was no match for Yun Zhongyu's. If that Golden Core monk could kill Yun Zhongyu, he could certainly kill him with ease!
"With no grudges or grievances, why would you attack me so unprovoked, fellow daoist?" Shangguan Hao yelled, retreating rapidly while urging another protective magic treasure in front of him, hoping for a peaceful negotiation.
Chu Xuan suddenly appeared, his hair standing on end and eyes wide with fury. "Shangguan Hao, I am He Liang! Do you remember me now?" he roared. "Your Majestic Sword Sect annihilated my entire sect! This enmity cannot coexist under the same sky, die now!"
He Liang's voice thundered.
Shangguan Hao's heart skipped a beat. His most beloved female disciple had died at the hands of someone named He Liang. He had searched long and hard for him but never found his whereabouts.
The Majestic Sword Sect had destroyed many sects, making it difficult to trace which one He Liang belonged to. As time passed and new disciples came, the matter faded from his mind.
Today, with He Liang revealed himself, Shangguan Hao suddenly remembered. He also realized something. The Golden Core monk Huikong and He Liang were the same person!
It was likely that the battle at Great Chasm that night was intended for him. Fortunately, Yun Zhongyu had confronted him instead, otherwise, it would have been him facing death.
Relief washed over Shangguan Hao as he acknowledged his narrow escape.
"Fellow Daoist, please hold!" Shangguan Hao called out as he retreated. "There's room for discussion! Within the Majestic Sword Sect, there are many factions, and it's likely that another faction's cultivator destroyed your sect!"
"If you're willing, we can join forces against those responsible!" His words were earnest, filled with a plea for understanding.
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