The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

Suddenly, a sword light lit up, and seven or eight holes appeared on Endless Wind's body. Someone stabbed him with a sword!    

"Old thief Feng has committed a heinous crime. Everyone has the right to punish him!" This thin disciple had many scars on his face, and he was wearing the uniform of the Blackheaven Sect.    

It seemed like the number one sect in Southern Wasteland not only had a bad reputation in the outside world, but also bullied men and women. Even within their sect, they were fighting each other, as if they were raising poisonous insects.    

Now, this True Talisman Stage disciple had killed the famous Blackheaven Sect Master.    

The greatest Sect Leader in the Southern Wasteland had died in the hands of a nameless cultivator. This was a bit dramatic.    

When Duan Zexiong, who had rushed over from the God Mountain, saw this scene, he had a faint smile on his face.    

Originally, the Blackheaven Sect had a deep grudge with the God Sect. As the current God Sect Master, Duan Zexiong couldn't wait to die one last time. The more miserable the death, the better.    

As a Sovereign Venerable, his master looked at Feng Jiuping like a little bug, and didn't punish him for offending the God Sect.    

As the number one sect in Southern Wasteland, Feng Dui had the cultivation of Peak of Divine Altar Stage.    

If Duan Zexiong confronted him, he might have to join forces with Mooh Chen or use the guardian divine beast.    

If he did that, he would feel like the disciples of the God Sect were not as strong as the disciples of the Blackheaven Sect. This made Duan Zexiong hesitate.    

If he didn't make a move, Feng Jianyi would surely die. If he made a move, it wouldn't look too good.    

Then, Feng Jianyi went into deviatory psychosis, becoming a fool without strength.    

Duan Zexiong couldn't attack anymore, otherwise, he would be suspected of bullying others.    

Now, after seeing that Feng Wu Qi was killed by his disciples, he was turned into a traitor and died a violent death.    

This couldn't be any better.    

That was why Duan Zexiong was laughing so happily.    

He walked in front of the thin disciple and asked amiably, "Little brother, what's your name?"    

"Replying to Sect Master Duan, my name is Li Hangyou."    

"Very good." Duan Zexiong didn't even remember this person's name. He continued, "Seven days later, the God Sect will hold the Dragon Meat Banquet. Remember to come and taste the Dragon Meat."    

When Li Hang heard this, his face turned red with excitement. "Thank you, Sect Master!"    

This was a Dragon Meat! One bite of it could increase one's strength by an unknown amount!    

The others looked at Li Hang with envy. They felt some regret in their hearts. If they reacted faster, not only would they be able to kill Feng Duyou, they would also be able to gain the favorable impression of the God Sect. Furthermore, they would be able to eat a dragon meat feast!    

Looking at the eager eyes of the crowd, the cunning Duan Zexiong struck while the iron was hot and said loudly,    

"Master, you don't like this little snake and dislike its low quality. Leave it to me."    

"Master is an Emperor Sovereign Almighty. It's normal that he doesn't like the dragon."    

"But to us, this is a rare treasure, we can't waste it. I plan to hold a Dragon Meat Banquet in seven days. When the time comes, invite the guests over to taste this Venomous Snake Dragon Meat. "    

When Duan Zexiong announced his decision, the cultivators in the sky and on the ground swarmed over. They were all extremely excited.    

Dragon Meat! This was a Dragon Meat!    

Even though there was the word "insect," there was also the saying "Venomous Snake transformed into a flood dragon in 500 years, Flood Dragon transformed into a dragon in 1000 years, Dragon transformed into a horned dragon in 500 years, and Flying Dragon transformed in 1000 years."    

Using the example of a phoenix and a chicken, the chicken evolved according to its bloodline and eventually became a phoenix.    

Now, there was a chicken that evolved into a pheasant and stayed on a mountain with rich spiritual energy for ten thousand years. The pheasant that became extremely powerful even defeated the phoenix in a few bites.    

Then what was this pheasant compared to a phoenix?    

The Ghost Dragon was like this. It evolved from an ordinary snake into a python, then it evolved into the Ghost Dragon. After staying in the environment of the ancient crevice with rich spiritual energy for ten thousand years, it became extremely powerful.    

Even Jiang Hualong, who was a flood dragon, did not even have the qualifications to fit in the gaps between the teeth of the Flying Dragon.    

However, this was a ten thousand year old dragon, an incomparably powerful dragon!    

Emperor Sovereign of God Sect didn't like this ten-thousand-year-old dragon, he didn't like the inferior quality of its bloodline.    

These cultivators weren't Sovereigns, so how could they have such thoughts?    

It would be an eye-opener for them if they could see the legendary dragon. Now, they still had the chance to eat the Dragon Meat, so how could they not be excited?    

The faces of these cultivators were glowing red. They said to the disciples of God Sect in unison, "The God Sect has turned the tides once again, saving the Southern Wasteland from danger. This is truly admirable."    

"All the disciples of the Blackheaven Sect have outstanding talent and are the pillars of the Southern Wasteland!"    

"Sect Master Duan is a generous man, and it's the fortune of all the cultivators of the Southern Wasteland."    

All of them surrounded the disciples of the God Sect and flattered them one after another.    

Duan Zexiong had the most people around him. He was the person in charge of dealing with the evil dragons, and all of them wanted to suck up to him.    

Next was the second generation disciple of God Sect. Mooh Chen, Jiang Hu, Gu Shan, and the others were also surrounded by a group of people.    

Even the young third generation disciple, the long-bearded rogue cultivators, couldn't care less about their seniority. They were all praising him.    

They wanted to have a meal in the Dragon Meat Banquet seven days later.    

Some of them had bigger ambitions and were thinking about how to build a good relationship with the God Sect. In the future, if they could take some Venomous Snake Dragon Meat and Desolate Dragon Bone to refine pills and talismans. This would be very beneficial to both sects and clans.    

Looking at the pairs of eyes that were filled with desire around him, Duan Zexiong's heart was filled with joy.    

This was the effect he wanted!    

The cunning Duan Zexiong only said that he wanted to invite guests to the Dragon Meat Banquet for dinner.    

Inviting who? How could he become a guest? Did he need to bring gifts to attend the banquet?    

Duan Zexiong didn't say anything about it.    

"Let them comprehend it!"    

...    

Later on, these people were too enthusiastic, and even Duan Zexiong could not stand it any longer.    

Duan Zexiong brought out his master, saying that he would meet the Ancestor later, and politely invited all the cultivators back.    

When the others heard this, they could only silently think about what kind of treasure they could use to curry favor with the God Sect. Should they use the pill, or the Talisman? However, the God Sect had better things for these things.    

This time, they were in a dilemma.    

Duan Zexiong heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the reluctant crowd leaving. He turned his head and looked at Mooh Chen and the others who were also a little tired. He said:    

"Senior Brother Mu, how was the trip to the ancient crack this time?"    

"We have already obtained the ancient treasure, and Jiang Huai has also taken in a talented disciple." Mooh Chen paused for a moment and continued, "It was in the ancient crack that seven third-generation disciples were lost..."    

Duan Zexiong waved his hand and said, "There is no such thing as an adventure where one can't die. The other sects have suffered a lot more than us. You don't have to blame yourself. "    

"You guys go back and have a good rest for the night. Tomorrow, Master will give everyone pill."    

Duan Zexiong turned his head and said to Gu Shan, "You have been sleeping for a period of time. Master has just revived you with a supreme magic. You need to know more about what happened after you fell asleep."    

Gu Shan nodded his head honestly. "Don't worry, Sect Master. I will."    

After dealing with these matters, all the disciples of God Sect returned to the God Mountain in high spirits.