"I feel that you have nothing to do with him, how could you have that tone that seems familiar and unfamiliar?"

Chen Qiye chuckled twice. There was no need to hide this now. He waved his hand and called Zhao Laiqiu over and explained to her in a low voice.

After a long time, Zhao Laiqiu widened his eyes and exclaimed: "There is such a thing?"

"Yes." Chen Qiye shook his head with a wry smile. He looked at the district imperial guards who crossed Chen Santu away without any expression.

After all, this matter is not something I can control. That guy is trying to die by himself, but no wonder he doesn't save him.

At this time, Chen Qiye's body had returned to the headquarters of the Ministry of Public Security in the third district.

After all, the Ministry of Public Security is the territory of Oles. Oles is a top four-yuan gentleman. He dare not bring his marrow flower clone back. If it is exposed, it will be really "can't take it away", so he can only leave the marrow flower clone in Xinling District.

In the Public Security Department, in the room belonging to Oles, Chen Qiye was taking over as the Lord of the Palace, the head of the twelve saints, and under the witness of these three senior cadres of the Zhetian Sect, picked up the resentful soul banner representing the power of the "Next Generation Holy Lord" of the Zhetian Sect on the table.

The resentful souls stored in the resentful souls are extremely terrifying. According to Oles, he only brought in tens of millions, and the leaders of the Demon City have stuffed countless resentful souls here.

If all the wronged souls in this resentful soul banner are released, they may be able to directly submerge the entire demon city... no, perhaps half of the earthly spiritual world can be submerged.

However, this thing sounds like an amazing thing, but in fact, it is useless except for symbolizing the role of the next generation of Holy Lords.

It cannot be used to fight enemies, to protect yourself, and to even take it out and cheat.

Because this resentful soul banner was created by the ancient civilization, they have now lost the ability to control this resentful soul banner.

Of course, this is not the most deadly thing. The most deadly thing is that they don’t even know how to maintain this thing.

Fortunately, this thing doesn't need to be maintained.

Therefore, they did not dare to take this thing out as a magic weapon to fight the enemy. After all, if the resentful soul banner is broken and hundreds of billions of resentful souls are running out, the entire earth spirit world will be polluted and destroyed.

In short, this resentment soul banner, which accommodates trillions of resentment souls, has no use except for symbolizing the rights of the "Holy Lord".

After listening to Oles' explanation, Chen Qiye silently placed the resentful soul banner on the table.

He held his breath and concentrated throughout the process, fearing that his movements would be heavy, so he accidentally destroyed the resentful soul banner.

Seeing Chen Qiye's extremely careful action, Uncle Yan, the leader of the Zhatian Sect in the Demon City, laughed: "Don't worry, this thing is not that fragile, and the power of the four-yuan gentleman cannot break it!"

Chen Qiye resisted the urge to roll his eyes at Oles and Uncle Yan, "Why give me this thing?"

"Of course it is to commend your achievements and your abilities." Oles said with a chuckling.

"I never expected that when you go to Xinling District this time, you can uproot the Blood Temple's stronghold. The Blood Temple stronghold in Xinling District is one of their only nine strongholds, and it is the kind of strong."

"You actually pulled out a large stronghold by your own strength. If you don't mean it, it's unreasonable!"

Oles smiled and said, "But these are just words for others."

"You probably know the real reason. It's very simple. I want you to be the leader of the Demon City Zhatian Sect."

Oles said without hesitation: "Your abilities are beyond my imagination, and you even underestimate yourself. It is precisely because of these that I made this decision."

"But you are just the next generation of holy lords now, not the real holy lord."

"You must go to the holy land to receive baptism from the holy Lords of all generations before you can become the true holy Lord."

"I have already arranged the time for you and set off in seven days."

"The destination is the Jiutian Mountains, not far from us, only two months away." Oles said: "When you arrive at the Jiutian Mountains with this resentful soul banner, the Holy Land will take the initiative to find you, so don't worry."

Hearing Oles's words, he arranged his time for the next six months. Chen Qiye couldn't help but thrust his eyes wildly. He always felt that there was something wrong here.

"Have Lord Oles also been to that holy land before he became the leader?" Chen Qiye couldn't help asking.

"That's not. It would be better to say that the so-called leader of the Zhatian Sect is not the real leader." Oles said with a chuckling.

"When you went to Yulin City, you should have heard people over there call us the 'Demon City Cangtian Sect'?"

Chen Qiye nodded slightly after recalling carefully. He had really heard it, but he had only heard it once.

"This title means that in their eyes, we are two different but similar forces, from the Demon City Zhetian Sect and the Zhetian Sect General Secretary."

"The origin of this Demon City Chasing Heaven Sect can be traced back to three thousand years ago. At that time, the leader of the Demon City branch received no news and suddenly cut off any contact with the Chief Secretary."

"The branch leader even killed three envoys from the chief sect in a row, and finally attracted the chief sect to strangle our Demon City, the Heavenly Clan..."

"As a result... the energy of the Demon City was severely damaged, and our Demon City Cangtian Sect was almost dying, and we have not recovered until now."

Chen Qiye suddenly felt something was wrong as he listened. He hadn't recovered for three thousand years?

It is impossible to not be able to recruit people for such a long time, that is to say...

"Yes, it's the kind you think. Even now, the people from the throne are still lurking in the Demon City and strangling our newly-designed subordinates."
Chapter completed!