The territory of the Xuantian Divine Sect is not large, and it occupies only three percent of the area in the Daxiong Kingdom, which is smaller than the area controlled by the Yinglong Dragon Clan, who is surviving.

From this we can see that Master Xuantian is a smart person. He clearly understands that his little cultivation is okay to make small fuss, but if he makes things bigger, he will only have a dead end.

Although the People's Education and the Syndrome Sect turned a blind eye to the Daxiong Kingdom, closed their eyes and did not interfere much, if the Xuantian Sect Master did too much, they would not mind taking action, killing demons and eliminating demons, and earning a humanitarian merit by the way.

Zhou Cheng moved his body and headed towards the direction of the Xuantian Divine Sect General Assembly.

He wanted to see who this Xuantian Sect leader was and what purpose did all of this.

He didn't believe that the Xuantian Sect Master's move was just to cause trouble in the world, and this person must have a more obscure purpose.

After a long time of traveling through the road, Zhou Cheng came to a huge mountain in the shape of a pyramid.

He stepped out of the void and was shocked by the scene at the foot of Xuantian Mountain.

There is no problem with the giant mountain itself. It is similar to most fairy mountains in the prehistoric world. It has a ray of rays and auspicious energy. It looks like a blessed land of immortals.

When Xuantian Sect mainly attracts believers and recruits disciples, they will inevitably package Xuantian Divine Sect and package themselves, creating the illusion that Xuantian Divine Sect is a famous sect for others.

How many people are willing to join the sect that makes the sect's resident so powerful that it is even more terrifying than the Shura Hell?

The problem lies with the dense believers at the foot of Xuantian Mountain.

At the foot of Xuantian Mountain, there were crowds of people, and it was covered with blackness, like weeds, with a population of tens of billions.

Tens of billions of believers, regardless of human race, demon race, ghost cultivation, corpse cultivation... grudges, contradictions, and struggles have all disappeared. They worshipped Xuantian Mountain devoutly, like a pilgrimage.

This is terrifying.

There are indeed many creatures in the Earth Immortal Realm. Even a blessed land of Junshan can catch up with the size of the solar system. It is not difficult to imagine how huge the number of creatures in the Earth Immortal Realm is.

The number of pilgrims is not scary, what is scary is the resentment they emit.

These pilgrims were extremely resentful because they believed in Xuantian Sect Master too much.

Their resentment is thousands of times stronger than their own strength.

Zhou Cheng listened carefully and heard some of the things they did.

"The leader is really wise. Since he listened to the leader, he has been revengeful and revengeful, no one dared to bully me again."

"A good person is bullied, and a good horse is ridiculed. When I was in the family, I was ridiculed by my brothers in the clan. However, I used the master's supernatural powers to turn them all into useless people. Now, even the young clan leader dared not shout at me."

"The sect I used to treat me as a traitor, and even refused to teach me the practice. I hated them. After learning about my experience, the leader gave me a fairy pill, which made me reborn. Later, I was attracted by an elder and became a true disciple."

"So you let go of the sect that enslaved you?"

"No! After I became a true disciple, I knew many secrets of the sect. I sold them all to the hostile sect. Once, the sect found a new spiritual vein, and I spread the news without hesitation. In the end, the sect was besieged by multiple sects and destroyed!"

"Beautiful job! People in the sect love to oppress us casual cultivators..."

All these pilgrims fought desperately against each other because of trivial matters, and had no bottom line.

When they were telling, the resentment in their hearts was released, and then, like a milk swallow returning to the nest, entered Xuantian Mountain.

Zhou Cheng looked in the direction of the flow of resentment, and when he looked up, he was shocked again.

The void above Xuantian Mountain was filled with resentment, with lightning and thunder, and the darkness shrouded in resentment could not even be dissolved in the sunlight, and the top of the mountain was pitch black.

And these scenes cannot be observed by the immortals under the Golden Immortal.

"What exactly does this Xuantian Sect Master want?"

After thinking about it, Zhou Cheng walked up to Xuantian Mountain.

On the top of the mountain where the sun cannot be transformed, a Dharma Assembly is being held in the Xuantian Hall.

"The mysterious law is true, and the heavenly way is determined to promote my law and bless all people!"

"The leader has a blessing! The leader has a blessing! The leader has a blessing!"

Amid the sound of the mountain like waves, a jade-faced scholar wearing a robe, a square scarf on his head, and holding a feather fan fell from the sky and landed on the high platform.

Beside him, one left and one right, two red-clothed maids followed him. The maid was graceful, but she was covered with a veil and could not see her appearance clearly.

He opened his arm and signaled everyone to stop.

"You all come to the Xuantian Divine Sect and are all people with grievances. I believe you must want to know where the laws of heaven are and where the laws of heaven exist."

As soon as he spoke, his tone became angry and excited.

"During the period when the Gods were enthroned, there was a second-generation disciple of the Jie Sect. He respected his teachers and respected the Tao, loved the people, and always wanted to seize a glimmer of life for all living beings."

"However, during the Battle of the Gods, his teacher betrayed the Jie Sect, causing the Jie Sect to be wiped out in the battle of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation."

"In order to make up for the teacher's fault, he returned to Zizhi Cliff of Jinao Island and wanted to spend the rest of his life guarding Biyou Palace."

"Unexpectedly, after he returned to Zizhi Cliff of Jinao Island, what was waiting for him was the sword of the fellow disciple's sect. The second-generation disciple died on the spot, his soul was scattered, and only a breath of resentment floated between the three realms."

"And he had saved his life to the senior brother who killed him."

"You guys say, should that senior brother be killed?"

"Do it should be killed! Kill it should be killed! Kill it should be killed!"

The Xuantian Hall is full of new believers. The first time I heard the Xuantian Sect leader tell this story, they were all filled with righteous indignation and full of murderous aura.

Master Xuantian nodded and suppressed the voices of everyone: "Actually, there are more than one second-generation disciple in this world who have wronged me. Each of you is carrying the injustice of fate."

"What the leader said!"

An old woman in blue shirt pushed a wheelchair and slowly rolled forward two steps.

"The old woman is dedicated to taking care of her husband and children, but the dog thief has deposed the old woman's cultivation for a maid and cut off the old woman's tendons and legs. It is not the great kindness of the leader, but the old woman has died in the mouth of the crocodile."

The old woman in green clothes covered her face and cried, then retreated.

"And me!"

A ragged and weak boy walked out.

"I was originally the young sect leader of a sect. In order to save an ugly woman, I killed the son of the leader of Luoyan Sect. Later, Luoyan Sect used this as an excuse to destroy my entire sect of the Demon-Biography Sect. However, three months ago, I realized that the ugly woman was the daughter of the head of Zixia Sect, and her cultivation was far above me, so I didn't need to save her at all."

"I hate it!"

The boy's face was ferocious and he did not hide his hatred.
Chapter completed!