Invincible Martial King

Empty City.    

The Wu Zong was established in the original position of the Gu family. Lu Chen had personally set up a super formation that was strong enough to defend against the attacks of several Martial Monarch Level warriors.    

The hall was bustling with noise. Almost all the forces in the Nine Prefectures of the Central Region had sent representatives. Of course, they were not here to congratulate Wu Zong. Instead, they were here to find out the truth.    

All of the factions had ulterior motives.    

According to Lu Chen's instructions, the Wu Zong had only sent out a perfected Martial Venerable elder to receive the guests. His name was Gu Fei, an expert in managing the internal and external affairs of the Gu family. Although he was not very talented in martial arts, he was a steady and steady person with foresight. As such, he naturally became the host of this grand opening ceremony.    

"Elder Gu Fei, is this the disciple of your Wu Zong?" A middle-aged man with a pointed mouth and a monkey's cheeks sized up the surrounding disciples with a hint of contempt in his eyes. From the moment they entered the sect until here, all the Wu Zong disciples they saw were merely Indestructible Stage warriors. Furthermore, there were not many of them, and there were only a dozen or so of them scattered around.    

Furthermore, Gu Fei was currently the strongest among the Martial Ancestor experts, yet he was only at the peak Martial Venerable realm. One must know that there was no lack of experts among the various representatives, and there were already several Martial Saints seated in the hall.    

Could this be the overall strength of the Wu Zongs?    

"Is it because your Wu Zongs lack manpower?"    

"If that's the case, you should tell me. There are countless disciples in our Green Flame Sect, so we can help you gather some manpower at the last minute."    

The middle-aged man sneered and continued with a mocking expression.    

"Hehe..."    

Gu Fei naturally understood the implied meaning behind the man's words, but he was not angry at all. He merely chuckled and said: "These disciples are useless, so they can only be assigned to take care of these small matters."    

"We have enough manpower."    

"Huh?" Wang Yao asked.    

Upon hearing this, the representative from Green Flame Sect furrowed his brows. However, due to the circumstances, he did not say anything. He merely treated it as Gu Fei's nonsense, and he began to look down on this so-called Wu Zong in his heart.    

He did not seem to be as powerful as he had imagined.    

It was not only the representative from Green Flame Sect who had such thoughts, the other major powers had also more or less started to have their own thoughts.    

According to normal circumstances, shouldn't a new sect's opening ceremony display its most powerful appearance to shock everyone?    

However, up until now, only a few martial artists were present. It was either a show or a deliberate act.    

As time passed, more and more people arrived. Fortunately, the Wu Zong's main hall was spacious enough to accommodate thousands of people.    

As more and more people appeared in the main hall, none of the upper echelons of the Wu Zong appeared. This made everyone unhappy. Gu Fei was the only one receiving them from the very beginning.    

"The messenger from the God Killing Hall has arrived."    

Just as everyone was getting impatient, several people walked in from outside. Each of them wore long robes and long sleeves, exuding an icy aura. This was especially the case for the man in the lead. His eyes were incomparably cold, and the moment he entered the hall, most of the people felt uncomfortable.    

"The God Killing Hall Master!"    

"Zhao Zitian."    

Many experts from major powers frowned and recognized the man as the master of God Killing Hall, the leader of the assassin organization.    

Zhao Zitian scanned the crowd coldly and found many familiar faces. He snorted coldly and took the two men of God Killing Hall to their seats.    

Many people in the surroundings jumped in fright and quickly distanced themselves from the men from the God Killing Hall. These men were like death gods. If they were provoked by accident, they wouldn't even know how they died.    

"The God Killing Hall Master is here."    

"What is the Wu Zong doing?"    

"I heard that Wu Zong has invited almost all the major powers in the Central Domain, including the Dazhou Imperial Family."    

"The Dazhou Imperial Family? How bold. I wonder if the Imperial Family will send someone over?"    

"Who knows?"    

...    

Many people were whispering to each other. The atmosphere in the hall seemed peaceful, but in reality, all the factions had other thoughts. There were also many people who came to watch the show.    

The opening of a sect by a Wu Zong would not have much of an impact on the other provinces, but it would have a huge impact on the local factions such as Yongzhou.    

Ever since the Wei Family was destroyed and the Gu family was destroyed by a mysterious expert, the Flying Feather Sect had become the most powerful in the past two years.    

The Flying Feather Sect had two Martial Saints. It was rumored that they had a close relationship with the Dazhou Imperial Family, which was to say, they had an official background. Over the years, they had occupied almost half of the Yongzhou. In fact, they had even devoured more than half of the Gu Family's territory.    

This time, a Martial Saint from the Flying Feather Sect, the Vast Yang Martial Saint, was sitting by the side with his eyes closed. Clearly, he was waiting for an opportunity to show off to Wu Zong.    

Two hours passed.    

The hall was almost full. Apart from a few major powers who were absent, most of the people from the Nine Prefectures of the Central Region had arrived.    

However, up until now, almost none of the high-level Wu Zongs had shown themselves. The people who had been waiting impatiently could no longer hold themselves back.    

"Strange."    

"Could it be that there is only an elder in Wu Zongs, where did your Sect Master and the rest go?"    

"Could it be that they have left us to the side just like that? This is not the way to treat guests." Someone spoke in a sinister tone.    

"You're right."    

"Hurry up and let your Sect Masters come out. We've been sitting here for more than half a day. At the very least, we represent the strength of all parties. Are you treating us like this?"    

...    

Many people voiced their agreement one after another, their voices carrying a trace of dissatisfaction. They were all representatives of various powers, and their own strength was even greater. They were all absolute upper echelon figures in their own sects. After sitting here and waiting for so long, even normal people would feel dissatisfied.    

"Everyone, wait a bit more."    

"There are still people who haven't come yet."    

Gu Fei smiled bitterly and tried to appease everyone.    

"The people who should have come are all here."    

"Do you still want us all to continue waiting? This is the newly established Wu Zong?" A deep and powerful voice echoed in the hall. The Martial Saint of the Flying Feather Sect, who had originally closed his eyes, spoke slowly.    

The aura of the Saint filled the air, causing Gu Fei's entire body to sink as he felt a suffocating pressure.    

Cold sweat broke out on Gu Fei's forehead, but he still forced a smile and said, "Everyone, don't be anxious. Our Sect Masters will be arriving soon."    

"Coming right away?"    

I'll count to three. If they still aren't here, then don't blame me for causing a ruckus in your hall. "    

"You're right. Isn't it a little too much to ask the God Killing Hall to wait for so long?"    

The leader of the God Killing Hall spoke slowly. His expression was extremely cold.    

"One, two..."    

Seeing the master of the God Killing Hall agreeing with him, the Martial Saint of the Flying Feather Sect started counting.    

"Three."    

As soon as he finished speaking, the Martial Saint of the Flying Feather Sect squinted his eyes and said with a sneer: "Since I haven't appeared, don't blame me for being rude."    

As he spoke, he spread out his five fingers, causing the entire hall to instantly rumble.    

Buzz.    

However, in the next second, the expression of the Flying Feather Sect's Martial Saint changed, and then his body shook violently. Before anyone could react, an overbearing and powerful aura appeared out of nowhere, crushing him until he staggered unsteadily and was directly pressed to the ground.    

"A mere Martial Sacred in the middle stage dares to act so impudently in the Martial Ancestor Hall."    

"He shall be punished."    

A figure appeared. Without waiting for the crowd to react, the saber in his hand slashed down, causing blood to flow out. The Martial Sacred of the Flying Feather Sect did not even have the time to let out a cry before his corpse was split apart in the next second.    

"Gudong Gudong..."    

His bloody head rolled onto the ground, causing the hearts of everyone present to shake violently as they watched this scene with extreme shock.    

"Everyone, don't panic."    

"This one is Martial Sect's Elder Ye Yun."    

Ye Yun glanced at the crowd with a smile, then he waved his hand. The corpse of the Martial Saint of the Flying Feather Sect instantly disappeared, even the thick smell of blood.    

Such a method caused the faces of several Martial Saints, including the God Killing Hall Master, to be filled with astonishment.    

"A Perfect Martial Saint."    

The eyes of the God Killing Hall Master, Zhao Zitian, turned cold. He felt a trace of pressure from Ye Yun.    

A few people had wanted to speak for the Martial Saint who had died in the Flying Feather Sect, but after hearing the words of the God Killing Hall Master, they became silent all of a sudden.    

"Everyone, please wait a little longer."    

Ye Yun glanced at the crowd with a faint smile. Under his gaze, no one dared to look at each other. He had killed the Martial Saint of the Flying Feather Sect without saying a word. It was obvious that he had killed the Martial Saint for them to see. What else did he dare to complain about?    

Gu Fei let out a sigh of relief. With Ye Yun's presence to suppress the crowd, at least he would not have to worry about any disturbance in the situation.    

Another hour passed. Just when everyone was impatient to wait, a deafening rumbling sound came from outside.    

A golden warship floated in the air, emitting an extremely powerful Dao Law energy. Rows of well-trained golden-armored soldiers lined up on both sides, their expressions vigilant.    

"That is... a dragon ship!"    

In the main hall, someone cried out in alarm, recognizing that this warship was the dragon ship that represented the Dazhou Imperial Family.    

"What a grand display! Could it be that a prince has come?"    

"The dragon ship is traveling, the royal guards, could it be..."    

Under everyone's gaze, a tall figure appeared in front of everyone. His face was dignified, he wore a golden dragon robe, his golden eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in the world.    

"Emperor Zhou."    

"Your Majesty.."    

...    

There was no need to remind them. Other than a few people, the experts in the hall all knelt on the ground.    

Although the Dazhou Imperial Family did not have enough control over the Nine Prefectures, it did not stop them from respecting Emperor Zhou.