"Quickly... Quickly~"
"Quickly inform the Martial God Hall that Lu... Old Lu has been killed~"
On the West Lake, oars swirled.
Ahead, there was the waning sun like blood. Beneath his feet, the lake was heaving.
On the prow of the boat, Zhang Jiuling's face was ashen, and his piteous and frightened shout echoed throughout the West Lake.
At this moment, Zhang Jiuling was truly terrified.
Especially after seeing the body of Lu Songliang nailed to a stone pillar, Zhang Jiuling was scared out of his wits.
Earlier, when he saw that the Lu family had been wiped out, Zhang Jiuling felt shaken, but he was able to remain calm.
This was because he felt that the murderer had taken advantage of the situation to sneak in and attack the Lu family while Lu Songliang was away from the family.
The matter was not small, but with Lu Songliang's skills, it was enough to handle the solution.
However, Zhang Jiuling never expected that not only was the Lu family manor razed to the ground, but even Lu Songliang was dead?
What's more, he was nailed to death with a sword at his feast of sealings? He had fallen at the time of his sealing feast?
When any martial feud involves the seal level, the meaning it represents is completely different.
After all, every Grandmaster is a strategic martial power for any nation.
It represents not just a person or a family, but a country or a nation.
In some cases, the killing of a country's Grandmaster is tantamount to declaring war on that country's martial dao.
What's more, Lu Songliang was killed at the Feast of Seals.
What is this concept?
It was close to the equivalent of an ancient emperor being slaughtered at his enthronement ceremony.
The only difference was that there was only one ancient emperor, while there were multiple emperors in the Yanxia martial arts world.
That's all!
But what it represents is the same.
This was not just a blow to the face of Lu Songliang alone, but to the face of the Martial God Hall, the entire Yanxia Martial Dao!
One could only imagine what kind of monstrous waves would be set off in the Yanxia Martial Dao next.
This was why Zhang Jiuling was so upset and frightened.
At that time, he contacted the Yanxia Martial God Temple and informed them of the change in Jiangbei.
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"What did you say?"
"Lu Songliang is dead?"
"You guys have got it wrong."
"Isn't today his enthronement ceremony?"
Yan Xia Yan Mountain, inside the Martial God Hall.
At this moment, Boxing Emperor Mo Kucheng had just received a call from the martial arts side of Jiangbei.
When he first heard it, Mo Gucheng didn't really believe it.
Not to mention the fact that Lu Songliang himself was a Sealed Sovereign's strength, and simply relying on the majesty of their Martial God Temple, no one would definitely dare to cause trouble at the Sealed Feast.
"Fist King, it's true."
"Lu Songliang is dead!"
"Nailed to death by a sword on a stone pillar."
"More than that, the entire Lui Clan has been wiped out."
"Of the hundreds of people in the Lu family, not one survived."
"The Lu family's manor, has been spilled into a river of blood~"
On the phone, Zhang Jiuling spoke miserably, his words filled with fear.
"This .... Is this true?"
"Zhang Jiuling, can you really be 100% sure?"
"Have you ever scouted it out with your own eyes?"
The Fist Emperor's face finally changed somewhat, and the tone of his words became gruff.
"Fist King, it's a thousand percent true~"
"Lu Songliang is really dead." Zhang Jiuling shouted once again.
Still in some disbelief, the Fist King shook his head and whispered out of breath, "How is this possible?"
"In the morning, I still got the news that the Sealing Feast was held normally."
"It's only been a day's work, how could this happen?"
"Where's He Chen?"
"Put He Chen on the phone?"
"I need to know, what the hell is going on?"
The Fighter's face was grim as he spoke anxiously.
"He Chen?"
"You mean Patriarch He Chen?"
"I haven't seen him, have I?" Zhang Jiuling said back.
"What about the others at the scene?"
"Let's first find a random person who was there and ask about the situation."
"This good feast of seals, why has it become like this?" The Fist King once again urged anxiously.
Zhang Jiuling was silent for a moment, then said, "Fist Emperor, now... I'm afraid that there is no one left on the scene."
"Even that lake island where the feast of seals was held is gone."
What?
Hearing this, Fist Emperor Mo Gucheng could no longer remain calm.
He stared dead in the eyes, his pupils crinkling.
A pair of old eyes, however, were glaring huge!
"You... You mean to tell me that everyone, all... All of them were killed?"
Even the Fist King himself felt a shiver run down his spine at the thought.
Who?
Who was it?
Could it be the Chu Clan's powerful men who had come to start a martial arts war with Yanxia?
At this moment, the Fist King knew that the situation was serious.
He realised that this matter could no longer be decided by himself alone.
Therefore, he immediately found the two of them, Sword Saint and Tang Hao, and informed them of the matter.
"What did you say?"
"Patriarch Qing Yun is dead?"
"Killed at the Feast of Seals?"
"Is this matter true?"
Both the Sword Saint and Tang Hao's bodies trembled violently as they heard the words.
"It should be true."
"The Jiangbei side has sent me the video footage of the scene."
"You guys can take a look."
As he spoke, Fist Emperor Mo Gucheng projected a video with images onto the screen in front of him.
In the video, there was first the huge ruins of the Lu family manor.
Then, there was the red as blood water of the West Lake. The bloody remains of flesh and blood could still be seen floating on it.
Of course, there was also Lu Songliang's corpse with resignation and horror.
Silence~
There was a long silence.
In the middle of the hall, there was no sound from the elegant birds.
Only the ragged panting of the Sword Saint and the others echoed.
It was only after a long time that the Sword Saint broke the silence here.
"Do you think that it was someone from the Chu Sect?" The Sword Saint spoke in a deep voice as his eyebrows stared down.
Within the words, a burst of anger was suppressed.
Boom~
At this time, a boom sounded.
The Fist Emperor slapped the table and chairs in front of him shattered.
"If it's not the Chu Sect, who else could it be?"
"If you look around the world, only the Chu Sect would dare to be so arrogant. In my land of Yanxia Divine State, killing the strongest of my nations and slaughtering my Sealed Patriarchs!"
"This is unbearable."
"This matter will never be allowed to end, the Chu Sect must be made to pay in blood!"
The Fist Emperor was furious to the extreme, and his low, angry voice was like thunder exploding.
On the side, Tang Hao's palms undoubtedly also clenched abruptly.
In his eyebrows, the flames of war rose!
Clearly, the Chu Sect's actions had seriously touched their bottom line.
Even Tang Hao, who had always been a man of few words, had already been bursting with anger in his heart.
"Fine."
"In that case, I will issue the Martial God Decree and summon the seven pillar states to gather."
"Gather the strength of my Yan Xia to seek justice from the Chu Sect!"
The Sword Saint had also made up his mind.
However, just as they were discussing the outcome.
Underneath Yan Mountain, a luxury car was driving up like a madman.
After arriving outside the Martial God Hall, the car door immediately opened and Lu Hua's father and son knelt directly outside the hall, begging forlornly.
"Ye Fan is brutal, killing his compatriots."
"Please, Martial God Hall, for my Jiangbei Lu family, do justice~"
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"Please, Martial God Hall Master, avenge my father~"