Martial Master

“The facts are as such, what reason do we have to deceive everyone? As for whether the strong from your other forces have survived, we are also uncertain.” At this point, Situ Zhen sighed. If it weren't for Qin Chen sacrificing himself to save them and blocking those two from the Demon Tribe, they might have also been trapped in that stone cave, unable to escape. It’s just a pity for Qin Chen.

The scene fell into a terrifying silence, every person’s face turned pale, their bodies trembling. If it were just one person saying this, they might not believe it, but now that both Situ Zhen from the Alchemy Pavilion and Yue Chaolun from the Bloodline Sacred Land were saying it, everyone couldn’t help but believe. Especially since, up until now, the only disciples who had survived from the entire Ancient Yu Realm were from the Piao Miao Palace and the Alchemy Pavilion, and the Bloodline Sacred Land, which indicated quite a lot.

The Martial Gods who could come here were the elites from their respective forces, all clever individuals. From the performances of disciples like Jia Yiyi and Ouyang Nana, one could discern the truth of the matter. Even if Situ Zhen and Yue Chaolun were lying, the emotions and expressions of these disciples couldn’t be faked.

“Piao Miao Palace!” Everyone’s eyes turned red in an instant, nearly gritting their teeth to voice their anger. If what Situ Zhen and Yue Chaolun said was true, then Piao Miao Palace had colluded with the alien race to exterminate the strong from their various forces, which was simply a heinous crime.

“What about the Prince of the Xuanyuan Empire? Who killed him?” At that moment, a cold voice sounded, it was Wu Shang Martial God, casting a frosty gaze over. The icy chill was akin to a sharp blade, instantly falling upon Situ Zhen and Yue Chaolun. Although both had also broken through to the Nineth Level Martial God realm, under Wu Shang Martial God’s momentum, they felt an overwhelming chill, as if falling into an ice cellar.

Situ Zhen, though disapproving of the Xuanyuan Empire’s people, did not dare to act rashly at this moment, coldly saying, “Naturally, it was also Piao Miao Palace.”

“You’re saying that the one who killed the Prince of the Xuanyuan Empire was also from Piao Miao Palace? Are you trying to deceive me?” Wu Shang Martial God took a step forward, speaking harshly, blood energy surging forth.

Based on the timing of the Wind Thunder Prince’s demise and Situ Zhen’s narration, the Wind Thunder Prince should have died before entering that mysterious palace. Therefore, hearing Situ Zhen’s certainty, he naturally had his doubts. In fact, the Emperor had secretly instructed him before he left that this matter might have certain connections to Piao Miao Palace, and even involved the alien race. However, without sufficient evidence, the Emperor did not allow him to act against the people of Piao Miao Palace, only asking him to search for proof and uncover the truth. Otherwise, Wu Shang Martial God wouldn’t have let the people from Piao Miao Palace leave so easily.

Wu Shang Martial God understood that at this moment, if there was a relation to Piao Miao Palace, he would surely not gain much from the disciples of Piao Miao Palace. Only by extracting information from other martial artists who entered the Ancient Yu Realm could he discover the truth. Therefore, as he pressed for answers, he immediately unleashed surging blood energy, wanting to force Situ Zhen to reveal the truth.

Boom!

A terrifying wave of blood energy surged forth, akin to a mountain suppressing them, causing both Situ Zhen and Yue Chaolun to groan in discomfort.

“Wu Shang Martial God, be mindful of your words and actions. Situ Zhen is my disciple from the Alchemy Pavilion, and I won’t allow you to act wildly here.” Ouyang Wuliang’s face turned ashen upon seeing this, letting out a cold snort as he stepped forward, a rich true essence surging within him, clashing against the momentum released by Wu Shang Martial God.