The Fall of Yin Tiande, You Wept in Desperation!

Chapter 45 The Fall of Yin Tiande, You Wept in Desperation!

The other holy masters all showed expressions of shock and astonishment.

"What happened?"

A holy man frowned, his gaze sweeping back and forth across the epicenter of the explosion.

"How did Yin Tiande suddenly get killed?"

"I don't know."

The other Holy Lord shook his head, also looking bewildered.

"It seems that the Holy Body blocked Guanghan Palace at the last moment, and then hit Guanghan Palace back with double the force, which Yin Tiande couldn't withstand—"

"That's impossible!"

A holy lord dressed in purple robes interrupted him, his voice filled with disbelief.

"The Guanghan Palace is the most treasured artifact of the Guanghan Palace, a legendary sacred weapon! It's a weapon of a saint! No matter how strong your sacred body is, you can't possibly take the Guanghan Palace back, can you?"

Legendary weapons are those left behind by powerful Saint Realm experts, containing Saint-level laws and power.

Even if a cultivator at the Dragon Transformation Realm is incredibly powerful, it's impossible for them to seize control of a sacred weapon.

This is illogical.

"But I can see it very clearly."

A voice came from afar, tinged with schadenfreude.

Everyone turned to look, and saw that Li Tianxing had returned at some point.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his greyish-white robe fluttering in the wind, and an expression of anticipation for a good show on his aged face.

"Guanghan Palace was controlled by the Holy Body, then divine power was added and it was thrown back. That's how Yin Tiande died under Guanghan Palace."

His tone was confident, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

"Hehehe."

Li Tianxing stroked his beard and burst into laughter.

"Now that brat Yin Tiande has been killed by the suddenly appearing Holy Body, the Guanghan Palace's dream of using Yin Tiande to soar to the heavens is shattered. It's hilarious, hahaha!"

He laughed unrestrainedly, without any attempt to hide his laughter.

The surrounding holy masters looked at each other, some frowning, some shaking their heads, and some with a slight upturn of their lips.

The relationships between the various forces in the Ziwei Star Region have never been monolithic.

Many people disapproved of the marriage between the Moon Palace and the Eight Views Palace.

Now that Yin Tiande is dead, the dream of the Moon Palace has been shattered, and it's perfectly normal for some people to gloat.

"That's terrifying."

One of the holy masters exclaimed, his eyes still filled with shock.

"Is this the Sacred Body? Invincible among those of the same level! Even with a difference of four minor realms, he still managed to kill Yin Tiande, the number one person in the Ziwei Star Region!"

Four minor realms apart, yet they can kill each other across realms.

Moreover, the person killed was not an ordinary person, but a successor of the Eight Views Palace, the number one young person in the Ziwei Star Region.

Such a record is extremely rare in the entire history of the cultivation world.

"The Purple Star Region is about to undergo a major change."

Another holy master murmured, his voice low and solemn.

Li Tianxing stroked his beard, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"I like that kid."

His voice wasn't loud, but the surrounding saints could hear it clearly.

"He's so young, yet he's reached the fifth stage of the Dragon Transformation Realm, mastered the Eight Forbidden Realms, and his combat strength is at the fourth level of the first stage of the Immortal Platform Realm. He's going to become famous."

What he didn't mention was that such a person, if he could be used for his own purposes—

"Who can win over the Holy Body—"

Li Tianxing's voice suddenly lowered a few decibels, and his gaze swept over every Holy Lord present.

"Then the格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or landscape) of the Ziwei Star Region will inevitably be rewritten!"

His voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"A holy body that has broken through the curse, and has even reached the fifth transformation of the Dragon Transformation Realm. Everyone—you should understand what this means, right?"

Everyone fell silent.

They certainly understand.

"Once he matures, he'll at least become a saint!"

Li Tianxing raised one finger.

"If one encounters a great era—and grows to the Great Perfection of the Holy Body—then one is comparable to an Emperor!"

These four words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up huge waves.

Every Holy Lord present had a light shining in their eyes.

It was a greedy light, a covetous light, a light of "I must have him".

"yes."

A holy ruler spoke slowly, his voice filled with contemplation.

"Perhaps we can try to win over that Holy Body. We've already memorized his appearance and aura; we can try to persuade him when we meet again in the future."

"Yes, yes, yes."

The other Holy Lord nodded repeatedly, unable to suppress the smile on his face.

"And he's so young. I happen to have a daughter at home; although her cultivation is a bit lacking, she has still reached the fourth level."

"I have twin granddaughters who are extremely beautiful, not much less so than Na Yi Qingwu."

"I have one at home too!"

"My daughter is only eighteen years old, and she's already at the Dao Palace Realm! Her talent is exceptional!"

"What's so special about reaching the Dao Palace realm at eighteen? My granddaughter reached it at sixteen!"

The dozen or so holy masters quickly started arguing.

They argued back and forth, neither willing to give in.

Winning over an ancient holy body that has broken the curse is no small matter.

If he truly grows up, he will become a saint, or even a great emperor.

Whoever can win him over to their side will gain an absolute advantage in the future power structure of the Ziwei Star Domain for the next ten thousand years.

Looking at the group of Holy Lords arguing amongst themselves, Li Tianxing's smile deepened.

He did not participate in the argument.

But his eyes were always shining.

Yi Qingwu stood at a distance, listening to the Holy Lords discussing how to win over Ye Feng, and cursed that bastard hundreds of times in her heart.

You've become famous, though.

You've become quite the hot commodity.

More than a dozen holy lords are vying to marry their daughters and granddaughters to you.

You're really something!

She cursed inwardly through gritted teeth, but her face remained expressionless.

To outsiders, she was just a pitiful woman who had lost her fiancé.

Suddenly, she saw it.

A figure flew in from a distance and landed above the ruins.

It's Master.

Nangong Nayue is back.

She held the Guanghan Que in her hand, her face dark and gloomy, like the sky before a storm.

Yin Tiande is dead.

He's completely dead.

Not even a crumb was left.

Even Lao Tzu's legacy was lost with the death of Yin Tiande.

The legacy of the Eight Views Palace still exists, but Lao Tzu's One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones is Yin Tiande's unique secret technique, which only he knows.

With his death, this lineage ended.

Nangong Nayue hovered in mid-air, her hand holding the Guanghan Palace trembling slightly.

Her face was ashen, her lips were tightly pressed together, and she couldn't utter a single word.

When Li Tianxing saw Nangong Nayue return, his eyes lit up and he immediately spoke.

"Holy Lord Nangong".

His voice was filled with undisguised schadenfreude.

"What goes around comes around, hahaha!"

He burst into laughter.

"If you hadn't intervened and thrown the Guanghan Palace there, perhaps Yin Tiande wouldn't have died! You're the one who killed Yin Tiande!"

That's a really hurtful thing to say.

But Li Tianxing's aim was to destroy his heart.

He wanted to make Nangong Nayue suffer, he wanted to make Guanghan Palace suffer.

"Li Tianxing!!!"

Nangong Nayue was already furious, and Li Tianxing's mockery instantly made her explode.

Coupled with his previous act of stopping her from throwing away the Moon Palace, both old and new grudges surged into his heart.

The next moment, Nangong Nayue, wielding the Guanghan Que, charged towards Li Tianxing.

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