The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

0Gu Feisha felt like vomiting blood. Not only had he failed to become Jiang Ling's disciple, he had also lost his biggest reliance in his life!    

    

"Master!"    

    

Gu Feisha's eyes were bloodshot and filled with hatred. He stared at Nine Nether Bird in disbelief.    

    

After that, Gu Feisha looked at Jiang Ling with hatred in his eyes. He felt as if a knife was twisting in his heart!    

    

If it wasn't for this person, he wouldn't have suffered such a huge disaster!    

    

Although he was extremely angry, Gu Feisha clenched his fists tightly. His nails dug deep into his palms, and blood flowed out through the cracks.    

    

His current strength was still too weak, and he was far from being able to compare with Jiang Ling!    

    

Even though he was furious, he could only hold it in!    

    

"You can leave. After all, we were once master and disciple. I don't want to see you shed blood here."    

    

"Nine Nether Bird" shook his head helplessly and sighed.    

    

Although he had placed high hopes on Gu Feisha, he had placed all of his hopes on him to recover to his peak.    

    

However, compared to the Ancestor, one was like the sky and the other was like the earth.    

    

"Nine Nether Bird" knew very well how to choose!    

    

"If I leave today, I can avoid a calamity." Jiang Ling's gaze was leisurely, and his expression was indifferent.    

    

Gu Feisha stood in place for a long time, and only then did his body move stiffly.    

    

His eyes were vicious as he looked at Jiang Ling. He cupped his fists and gritted his teeth.    

    

"Many thanks to the Ancestor for not killing me!"    

    

"Today's kindness shall be returned in the future!"    

    

After saying that, Gu Feisha immediately swaggered off, not staying for even half a second on the summit.    

    

Jiang Ling seemed to have not heard the threat and coldness in Gu Feisha's words, and allowed him to leave.    

    

"Nine Nether Bird!" He secretly stole a glance at Jiang Ling, and his heart skipped a beat.    

    

The Ancestor's face seemed to carry an indifferent expression, as if he didn't care about anything at all.    

    

He was high up in the sky, looking down on everything.    

    

It was as if no matter how chaotic the winds and clouds in this world were, he would be able to transcend worldliness.    

    

Of course, Jiang Ling could hear the sarcasm in Gu Feisha's words. It was just that he was too lazy to argue with such a person. Killing him would only dirty his hands.    

    

Threatening?    

    

A self-deprecating smile emerged on Jiang Ling's face.    

    

Without "Nine Nether Bird," Gu Feisha was just a fish without water. How far could he jump?    

    

It wouldn't take long before he didn't even need to do anything. Mooh Chen and the other disciples would be able to take care of him.    

    

On the other hand, Gu Feisha left the mountain with anger and resentment.    

    

Grief and despair were intertwined in his heart.    

    

Without the guidance of "Nine Nether Bird," his future progress would be delayed by countless times.    

    

"How long will it take for me to spit out this resentment?"    

    

Although Gu Feisha was proud of himself, he did not lose his mind because of his arrogance!    

    

If he wanted to reach Jiang Ling's level, he would need countless years of cultivation. This would be an extremely long time.    

    

At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly entered Gu Feisha's ears.    

    

"Kid, do you want revenge?"    

    

Gu Feisha was shocked, but he was someone who had experienced a lot of things, so he quickly calmed down.    

    

He looked at the cliff on the right side of his body, and his pupils shrank.    

    

That sound seemed to come from the bottom of the cliff!    

    

...    

    

Southern Wasteland, "Blackheaven Sect"!    

    

Outside a wooden building constructed from golden silk incense wood, two disciples were standing tall and straight, guarding the entrance.    

    

All of a sudden, a divine light burst out from the building, shining brightly.    

    

The two disciples' faces lit up, "Quickly inform the Sect Leader and the Supreme Elder. Elder Tian has recovered!"    

    

Not long after one of the disciples left, several streaks of rainbow light shot out from the depths of the Blackheaven Sect, quickly arriving at this place.    

    

These rainbow lights seemed to be very anxious as they rushed into the wooden building.    

    

Although this wooden building was tall and magnificent, it only had one floor.    

    

The moment they entered, they saw a huge ice stone bed. The top of the stone bed was dusky and sparkling with starlight. It seemed as if someone had brought half a piece of star over and decorated it here.    

    

On the wide stone bed sat an old Daoist with a goatee. His eyes were tightly shut and his body trembled from time to time.    

    

If one looked closely at his face, they would find that he was the elder of the Blackheaven Sect, Tian Ruowei, who had been killed by Jiang Ling!    

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After the few rainbow lights entered the pavilion, they revealed themselves and stood quietly at the side.    

    

After a long while, Tian Ruowei opened his eyes. His wide sleeves fluttered without any wind, and the spiritual energy around him surged!    

    

"Elder Tian, how is your recovery?" A middle aged man wearing an embroidered robe asked urgently.    

    

"With the help of a bit of spiritual light from the remnant soul and the protection of the formation, my recovery is fine." Tian Ruowei slowly replied, but he soon gritted his teeth and his face was filled with anger.    

    

"Although I was lucky enough to come back to life, my strength has fallen to the Dragon Realm!"    

    

"My foundation has been damaged. In this life... I have no hope of reaching the Spiritual Pedestal Tier anymore!"    

    

Tian Ruowei's voice was shrill like the howl of a withered crow, and it caused one to tremble with fear!    

    

The foundation of the Great Dao was damaged, and one would never be able to advance again in this lifetime. This was a nightmare that any martial artist was unwilling to face!    

    

Beside the middle aged man, two old men with extraordinary auras sat to the left and right. Their auras were deep like the ocean, and it was impossible to discern their depths.    

    

"Elder Tian, you went out to search for the opportunity to advance back then. Not long after, you sent a message to the sect that you've successfully advanced to the Spiritual Pedestal Tier. " An old man wearing a large crimson robe looked at Tian Ruowei with a frown. "But why did you suddenly fall? What exactly happened in between?"    

    

This question had troubled the upper echelons of the Blackheaven Sect for a long time.    

    

The Dragon Transformation Peak elder, Tian Ruowei, had gone out to travel in order to break through to the Divine Altar Stage.    

    

"When the Blackheaven Sect received the message that he had successfully broken through, both internally and externally, they were wild with joy.    

    

The birth of another Divine Altar Stage elder signified that the Blackheaven Sect's strength would increase by a lot again.    

    

They had even prepared a celebration ceremony, and were going to invite all four sects to announce the majesty of the sect.    

    

However, the Blackheaven Sect had yet to see Tian Ruowei's return. Instead, they had obtained the result of the Soul Lamp of the Ancestral Hall being dim.    

    

The Sect Leader, Immortal Wind, sealed off this news and secretly investigated this matter. Unfortunately, there were no clues.    

    

Fortunately, the Blackheaven Sect had a supreme secret technique that could protect a trace of Tian Ruowei's soul light. After that, they had used countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to revive him.    

    

Now that Tian Ruowei had lost his cultivation realm, he would definitely not be able to find it. What Feng undying and the others wanted to know the most was the truth of this matter!    

    

"I used the remnant soul to resurrect myself. My memory of this matter is rather vague..." Tian Ruowei gritted his teeth and said. His expression became somewhat painful, as if recalling the contents of this matter had caused him great harm.    

    

"But I remember a place..."    

    

"Where?" Feng undying said urgently.    

    

"God Mountain!"    

    

Hearing these three words, Feng undying and the other two grand elders instantly looked at each other.    

    

"In the vicinity of the God Mountain, there was only one sect that everyone knew about.    

    

This assassination, could it be that it was done by the God Sect?    

    

However, the current God Sect had no reason to kill a Divine Altar Stage expert!    

    

"There seems to be something fishy about this matter." The old man in the red robe said with a puzzled expression. This matter was completely different from what he had expected.    

    

"There's nothing strange about it. There's nothing strange about it." Feng undying shouted in a deep voice. His gaze was like an ocean, flowing with strands of golden aura. It was intimidating and awe-inspiring.