After taking a deep breath to calm down, he asked, "How many disciples died?"

"Master, there are eighteen disciples in the Hunyuan realm, 326 disciples in the Daluo realm, 9,614 disciples in the Taiyi realm, and 180,000 disciples in the Yuanyang realm."

Zhuge Wentian's expression turned gloomy again.

"Why are there so many dead? There are even Hunyuan realm disciples killed or injured?"

"The power of Xuanyin Lingpo's final blow is too great. Although there is formation protection, it is still difficult to avoid casualties."

In fact, what they did not dare to say was that the key reason why there were so many casualties, even among Hunyuan Realm and Daluo Realm disciples, was Zhuge Wentian.

His last blow came with anger, and its power was earth-shattering.

Although most of the power was recovered afterwards, it was still extremely lethal to the low-level disciples who intercepted Xuanyin Lingpo and lost her magic power.

Zhuge Wentian quickly understood.

"As mentioned before, make arrangements for the deceased disciple's death as soon as possible."

"Disciple, obey."

He waved his sleeves slightly irritably.

"Go ahead."

"Disciple resigns."

"Wait a minute. Is there anything unusual happening over there at Chongshan Residence?"

A thin disciple said quickly: "I have arranged for people to watch, and I haven't noticed anything strange."

Zhuge Wentian nodded.

He had some doubts. Xu Junming was afraid that he had already seen through his surveillance of him, but he just didn't expose it.

"It's okay, you can go."

After the disciples left, Zhuge Wentian's profound gaze fell on the familiar house through the heavy rainy night. Just now he activated the formation to search for the whereabouts of Xuanyin Lingpo.

There are a few places that are unclear.

In addition to the Jubao Auction House, as well as branches of major top tribes and forces, it also includes Xu Junming's Chongshan Residence.

Obviously, the opponent also has a Hongmeng Formation in his hand that can compete with his Chiyang Sect Mountain Guard Formation.

But this is not surprising, as any monk who can refine elixirs and weapons has an unusually rich net worth. It is normal to have a Hongmeng-level formation to hold down the bottom.

He even suspected that the opponent's formation was much higher than his Chiyang Sect's mountain-protecting formation.

Otherwise, I won't be able to find out any information.

"Xu Junming, with your ability, you can go to even the cities of the four major Chinese states, but why do you want to come to my Chiyang State?"

Compared to the four major divine states suppressed by the Great Master, Chiyang State is only an insignificant and peripheral place.

A refiner who can refine the Hongmeng Spiritual Treasure will be treated as a guest even if he goes to the four major divine states.

Zhuge Wentian was puzzled, but what is certain is that the other party definitely had other plans.

"Be careful."

Apart from this, he couldn't think of any other better way.

The night of chaos ended quickly.

The next day, everyone in Chiyangfang was talking about what happened last night. Although they didn't know the inside story, the soaring flame energy and the bone-chilling Xuanyin energy undoubtedly exposed the other party's identity.

However, the middle and high-level people in Chiyangfang did not pay special attention to it.

After all, this was not the first time such a fierce conflict broke out between Xuanyin Lingpo and Zhuge Wentian.

Before the Three Hundred Yuan Meeting, the two fought on Tianshou Mountain for three hundred years because of the conflict between their disciples. In the end, neither could do anything to win over the other and had to give up.

In comparison, this conflict was nothing serious.

In less than half a month, things calmed down.

Everyone is doing whatever they are supposed to do, everything is business as usual.

In the thatched hut in the cave inside Chongshan Mountain.

The thick yin and yang Dao rhyme shrouded the world, and the spiritual energy billowing from heaven and earth was sucked in.

In the center of the ball formed by the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram, a strong breath of creation becomes increasingly intense.

Suddenly, the ball formed by Yin Yang Tai Chi suddenly fluctuated.

Gradually, the fluctuations became stronger and stronger, and suddenly expanded, expanding more than ten times in an instant. Then the lightning shrank inward and disappeared into the bodies of Xu Junming and Feng Qi, who were connected and naked.

Qingyun above the two of them also slowly sank into the Baihui point.

At the same time, a crystal-colored gourd jumped out of the void, fell in the air, fell into Xu Junming's body and disappeared.

Along with invisible fluctuations, time returned to normal.

Eyelids trembling.

‘Shua’!

Four bright eyes passed through like lightning, and the light in the hut was brightened. After half a quarter of an hour, this strange appearance slowly disappeared.

Sensing something strange inside her body, a blush as bright as clouds suddenly appeared on her face.

Xu Junming saw this and couldn't help but smile: "Weren't you very aggressive before? Why are you embarrassed this time?"

"Brother-in-law knows how to make fun of me."

"Are you still calling me brother-in-law now?"

Her beautiful face became more and more rosy, her head was slightly lowered, and her voice was as quiet as a mosquito.

"Ms. sir."

"Haha, that's right."

"Ms. sir, I want to survive the tribulation."

Speaking of this, Feng Qi's face showed excitement.

After practicing hard for so many years, she has never been able to touch the threshold of overcoming the tribulation. Now that she has successfully entered the realm of Hongmeng through double cultivation, it is really beyond her expectation.

Xu Junming nodded.

Although the normal time for the two of them to practice together was only two hundred years, after he activated the time method and slowed down the flow, two million years had actually passed.

Such a long period of time and dual cultivation is enough for Feng Qi, who is only one step away from the Supreme Master of Hongmeng, to step into Hongmeng.

Feng Qi stood up slowly. After breaking away from the previous intimate state, his heart moved. The hem of his skirt covered his infinitely beautiful body.

"etc."

He called out to Feng Qi who was about to leave, opened his left palm, and a drop of translucent milky white liquid exuding astonishing intelligence emerged.

"This drop of middle-grade Hongmeng Creation Spiritual Water is enough to advance your natal spiritual treasure, the twelfth-grade White Lotus. When the time comes, let it go through the tribulation first, and then you can go through the tribulation again. This will be safe."

He took it with a face full of surprise.

"Thank you sir."

"Go ahead and don't forget my instructions."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Junming's heart moved, and the surrounding space expanded rapidly. Soon, a huge void world with almost no end in sight appeared in front of Feng Qi.

Although he had long known that Xu Junming had great supernatural powers, Feng Qi was still shocked by this instantaneous transformation of space.

"No wonder my sister fell in love with him so much, but still pushed me to him. Such a magnificent man cannot be tied down by a woman," Feng Qi thought to herself.

Taking a deep breath, with a thought in his heart, the twelfth-grade white lotus flew out from the Dantian, and according to Xu Junming's instructions, he put a drop of the middle-grade Hongmeng creation spiritual water into it.

Although there is only one drop, it is a mid-grade thing after all, two realms higher than the twelfth-grade white lotus. Once the two are merged, the twelfth-grade white lotus instantly crosses the threshold of Hongmeng, and its foundation is even more profound.

The next moment, thunderstorms rolled across the sky.
Chapter completed!