Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1427 Rules? Breaking into the Fourth Floor! (3)

Chapter 1427 Rules? Breaking into the Fourth Floor! (3)

The Zhenyang Building was one of the most powerful forces on the entire fourth floor.

Some were puzzled, some were eager, and some were curious.

Countless divine senses and streams of light followed behind Huang Zhihu, heading towards Zhenyang Building.

At this moment, in the entire fourth floor, many major forces already knew about this disturbance and the reasons behind it.

On a high platform, an old man in a black robe smiled and said in a low voice, "Is it the sword cultivator faction that killed Immortal Lord Yuan She last time?"

He exuded the illusionary aura that only immortal powerhouses possessed.

"That's right. The last time an Elder died in Zhenyang Building was related to these sword cultivators.

"Some people speculate that these sword cultivators are probably related to Yang Dingtian of the Scarlet Flame Sword Sect."

A green-robed elder spoke in a low voice.

"Hehe, no matter which faction it is, causing trouble for the Zhenyang Building is exactly what I want." The black-robed old man laughed, his eyes cold.

"a.s.semble the experts in the sect, all Golden Immortals stand by.

"As long as the Zhenyang Building is really under attack, we will pay a visit."

….

The fourth floor of Ten Thousand Magnificence City was also where the disciples of Immortal Venerable Chen Yuan lived.

At this moment, in a golden hall, more than ten cultivators with different figures and expressions sat opposite each other.

At the head of the table, an old man in a green Daoist robe with immortal patterns shining on it looked down.

"Junior Brothers, Yunlong Xuan is going against the upper four floors and wants to compete with Zhenyang Building. What do you think?"

lightsΝοvel The old man's name was Immortal Lord Zhu Huan. As the third disciple of an Immortal Venerable, his cultivation level was already at the peak of the Immortal Lord Realm.

In Ten Thousand Magnificence City, Immortal Lord Zhu Huan was in charge of the entire city while Immortal Venerable Chen Yuan was in seclusion.

"Senior Brother, that person from the Cloud Dragon Pavilion ignored the rules of my Ten Thousand Magnificence City and went against the upper four levels. He should be killed." A black-robed old man sitting below Immortal Lord Zhu Huan snorted.

He was the eighth disciple of Immortal Venerable Chen Yuan, advanced Duan Yue. He was an Immortal Lord and had many disciples with good cultivation levels.

Advanced Duan Yue's words attracted the attention of the others in the hall.

Some nodded, others shook their heads.

"Senior Brother Gao, you said this because Jin Wu and the others embarra.s.sed you in front of the Cloud Dragon Pavilion, right?" A middle-aged man in a black robe opposite Gao Duanyue said with a smile.

He was the 12 disciple of the Immortal Venerable, Wu Zhen. He was at the Immortal Lord Realm and usually did not get along with advanced Duan Yue.

"Wu Twelve, what do you mean?" Advanced Duan Yue snorted. "What I care about is the face of my Ten Thousand Magnificence City!"

These words made Wu Zhen sneer, but he did not speak again.

Many of the others chuckled.

Everyone knew very well whose face he was doing this for.

At the head of the table, Immortal Lord Zhu Huan waved his hand and the hall fell silent.

"The rules of my Ten Thousand Magnificence City should be set, but we can't let anyone leave any traces."

Looking at the advanced Duan Yue, Immortal Lord Zhu Huan said indifferently, "I'll have to trouble Junior Brother Gao to make a trip."

After a pause, his eyes lit up. "Everything will be according to the rules."

Advanced Duan Yue was overjoyed. He stood up, cupped his hands at Immortal Lord Zhu Huan, and turned to walk out of the hall.

Watching him walk out of the hall, Wu Zhen suddenly whispered, "Last time, the owner of the Cloud Dragon Pavilion asked Fifth Senior Brother's disciple, Chuan Ling, to transfer a portion of the Primordial World Origin to Senior Brother Gao?"

Ruins Realm Origin?

Everyone in the hall was stunned.

This was a treasure that they all coveted. It was something even their master needed.

"Fifth Senior Brother is in seclusion. Senior Brother Gao will be in charge of the sect's matters." A white-haired old man with a golden light on his head beside Wu Zhen looked at Immortal Lord Zhu Huan. "Third Senior Brother, Master wants the Ruins Realm Origin."

Immortal Lord Zhu Huan's expression did not change. He looked out of the hall, his eyes deep.

"I know about this."

He knows?

Wu Zhen and the others looked at Zhu Huan.

A portion of the Ruins Realm Origin was given to the Immortal Venerable by the owner of the Cloud Dragon Pavilion.

Even if the Immortal Venerable did not personally protect him, it would not make sense if his people were injured.

If the person who gave the Origin to the Immortal Venerable was not protected, who in Ten Thousand Magnificence City would dare to hand over the Origin to the Immortal Venerable in the future?

"Third Senior Brother, Master has been in seclusion for 300,000 years. You…" A black-bearded old man narrowed his eyes and said softly.

The Immortal Venerable had not appeared for 300,000 years, and the Third Senior Brother who was in charge of Ten Thousand Magnificence City had a change of heart?

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed.

"Humph, how could I have any second thoughts about the Master?" Zhu Huan snorted.

A strong surge of blood and energy emanated from him.

"I only intervene at critical moments for the sake of grat.i.tude from the owner of the Cloud Dragon Pavilion."

"Otherwise, how can the preciousness of the Origin and the majesty of the Immortal Venerable be demonstrated?"

With that, he waved his hand and said, "You can all leave."

In the hall, everyone stood up, looked at each other, and left.

It was not until everyone had left that Immortal Lord Zhu Huan straightened his body, his expression becoming serious.

"It's been 300,000 years, and you still haven't returned.

"You said that if you didn't return in 100,000 years, you'd hand over Ten Thousand Magnificence City to me.

"Now, 300,000 years have pa.s.sed. Immortal Venerable, it's time for me to become an Immortal Venerable."

Opening his hand, Immortal Lord Zhu Huan's palm held a swirling ma.s.s of green source power.

It was the ma.s.s that Han Muye had given to Golden Immortal Chuan Ling.

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To the southeast of Ten Thousand Magnificence City stood an imposing tower that reached into the sky, known as the Zhengyang Building.

The Zhenyang Building originally had five Immortal Lords, four Elders, and a building master.

A few years ago, an Immortal Lord Elder, Immortal Lord Yuan She, died outside, shocking the entire Zhenyang Building.

This event captured the attention of the entire fourth floor of Ten Thousand Magnificence City.

It had been a millennium since the fall of such a powerful Immortal Lord in the city.