Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

"Lee Zhen, no matter what, you have to hand over Ao Lingchen and give me an explanation. The Heavenly Pride of my Stellar Sect can't just die like this. My son can't die like this!"    

The Sect Master of the Stellar Sect, Wang Boyong, stared at the Sect Master of the Essence Sword Sect in front of him with a pair of red eyes. A strong killing intent was lingering on his body, and his fists were shining with starlight.    

Among the four dead men, two of them were his son. They were his only two sons, and he had wanted to let them pass this trial. However, who would have thought that he would be able to obtain a spot outside the Desolate Domain? Instead, he had sent them to the Yellow Spring Road.    

The grudge of killing their son was irreconcilable!    

"Naive, the trial is a life and death test to begin with. If they die, it's because their strength is too weak. You still have the face to find me and demand an explanation?"    

A calm voice was heard from Lee Zhen's mouth. The corner of his mouth curled up in disdain. He looked coldly at Wang Boyong, who was standing beside him like a madman, as if nothing had happened.    

As he spoke, a monstrous sword energy surged out from his body. It was as if the violent sword energy was going to tear the Star Palace apart.    

Swordsmen would rather break through than bend.    

Today, Ao Lingchen had started a massacre in the secret realm. He had killed all the geniuses of the Stellar Sect, greatly weakening the foundation of the Stellar Sect and raising the prestige of Essence Sword Sect. It was too late for him to be happy, so how could he give an explanation?    

If he handed Ao Lingchen over today, no one in the Essence Sword Sect would dare to kill their enemies in the future. If that was the case, what would happen to the integrity of the Essence Sword Sect?    

If he, as the Sect Master, didn't stand up for the disciples of the Essence Sword Sect, the Essence Sword Sect would soon be defeated. All these things that were left behind were not as simple as handing over a person.    

"If you don't give me an explanation, then we will start the sect war!"    

The Stellar Sect's Sect Master stared at the person in front of him with a ferocious expression, and a ruthless light emerged in its eyes. The only one who had died... It was the only one who had died! His two sons, he had gone completely crazy! If the person in front of him didn't give him an explanation, he wouldn't mind starting a Zong Zhan... He would use a sea of blood and a mountain of corpses to pay tribute to his dead son.    

"If you want to fight, then fight!"    

Sword shadows emerged, and sword lights flashed within the hall. A great battle was about to erupt.    

Facing the threat, Lee Zhen was infuriated. His eyes shone with sword light, and a cold and murderous aura burst forth from his body.    

Ever since he had taken control of the Essence Sword Sect, he had never been afraid of threats.    

Zong Zhan, if you want to fight, then fight!    

"Enough. The trial is about life and death. Life and wealth are in the heavens. If you die, you can only blame them for being too weak!"    

A cold snort sounded out from the hall. An extremely powerful aura enveloped the area. A middle-aged man wearing a Daoist robe in front of them stared at the two of them with a livid expression. He was filled with killing intent.    

"It doesn't matter whether you want to fight the sect or settle scores later. Today, the Saint Asura Sect is selecting disciples. If you dare to disturb us, don't blame me for being impolite. In fact, the Saint Asura Sect will give up on coming to Desolate Domain to recruit disciples in the future!"    

As he spoke, the eyes of the Daoist in the Daoist robe flickered with a bright light. He blinked his eyes, and it was as if the stars in the sky were shining.    

When the Daoist spoke, the Stellar Hall immediately became silent. Even though his mood was like a volcano that had erupted, he instantly calmed down.    

The last sentence had brought a great deterrent to the ___.    

Outside of the Desolate Domain was the Endless Ocean. If one wanted to leave the Desolate Domain, they would have to cross the Endless Ocean. The Endless Sea was extremely dangerous, even if the Martial King Expert wanted to cross it. As for the Half Step Martial King who took the risk to enter, there was an 80% chance that he would die.    

Therefore, the only way for the people of Desolate Domain to leave Desolate Domain was to join the Saint Asura Sect. This was because they had set up a teleportation formation somewhere in the Endless Sea, allowing them to travel across the Endless Sea. Therefore, as long as they could join them, they would be able to leave the Desolate Domain under their guidance. They would be able to travel to a wider world.    

Most of the warriors in Desolate Domain were curious about the outside world, including those in power.    

However, what they wanted to compete for wasn't the quota to leave the Desolate Domain. Because with their strength, once they chose to join the Saint Asura Sect, they would definitely be able to leave. What they really wanted was resources, which was a rare cultivation resource in the Desolate Domain.    

As long as their disciples joined the Saint Asura Sect, they would be able to obtain rewards from the Saint Asura Sect. The more people they joined, the more resources they would obtain. This way, their sect would become stronger and stronger.    

Although they were fighting in Desolate Domain, they knew very well. The conflicts in the Desolate Domain were not the key to determine the strength of the sect. The real deciding factor was the disciples who had joined the Saint Asura Sect in the past. Their strong competition would, in turn, affect the strength of the sect.    

If there was a genius disciple among them who joined the Saint Asura Sect or went to the Desolate Domain... He would become as powerful as a supreme expert, even if he wasn't in the Desolate Domain. No other major powers would dare to lay their hands on the major power he belonged to.    

This was the intimidation, the intimidation of an expert!    

Wang Boyong looked at the middle-aged man in the Daoist robe with an unwilling expression. His eyes were deep and his voice was hoarse. "Elder Bai, could it be that my son died for nothing?"    

The stronger a warrior was, the harder it was to have a son. Wang Boyong only had two sons in the past few years. Now, both of them had died tragically. How could he not take revenge for killing his son?    

Elder Bai of Saint Asura Sect looked at Wang Boyong with ridicule in his eyes. "What about those people who were killed by your son? Should they seek justice from you?"    

Elder Bai naturally knew how Wang Boyong felt, but so what? He wanted the selection to be completed smoothly. As for who killed your son, that was his business.    

On the contrary, after this incident, Elder Bai became more and more interested in this Ao Lingchen. He was very curious about what kind of person could create such a huge storm.    

"Wang Boyong, Elder Bai is right. Life and death are determined by fate. Your son's death can only be blamed on them for being too weak. If you continue to pester them, don't blame me for being impolite!"    

The middle-aged man who wore a black robe and was filled with a bloody killing intent spoke coldly. The one who spoke was precisely the Asura Hall's Peng Yuan.    

Initially, this matter had nothing to do with them. However, if Elder Bai got angry in the end and gave up on Desolate Domain, they would be greatly affected. This forced him to speak.    

"That's right. If you continue to pester us, don't blame us for being impolite!"    

Immediately, cold voices were heard. Everyone naturally wanted to see the Essence Sword Sect and the Stellar Sect bite each other, but they couldn't allow them to affect their own interests.    

"Hehe, Wang Boyong, your son's death is in vain. If you dare to act recklessly today, I won't be polite to you!"    

A sinister laughter sounded out from the hall. The man who was surrounded by ghost mist looked at the Sect Master of the Stellar Sect with a mocking expression, as if he was watching a good show.    

Numerous cold and stern shouts sounded in the ancient palace, causing Wang Boyong's face to turn ashen and gloomy. He knew that today's matter would end here. If he wanted to take revenge, he would have to wait for the competition to end and settle the score in the future.    

"Ao Lingchen, just you wait. I will use your head to pay tribute to my son!"    

A ruthless roar rose from the bottom of Wang Boyong's heart. He clenched his fists tightly, and blue veins wriggled on his skin like Torch Dragon.    

Ao Lingchen didn't know what was happening in the outside world. He didn't expect that he would become a famous person in an instant, and even become a thorn in the flesh of Stellar Sect. At this moment, he was confronting a dark cloud!