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Chapter 1409: Who is invading our sect’s formation?
The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect.

On the immortal Thunder God Peak, which is surrounded by purple thunder all year round, the aura is masculine and domineering. Evil spirits and monsters are forbidden to enter. Demons and ghosts dare not approach here at all, otherwise they will be killed in an instant.

The ancestors of the Jiuxiao Shenlei Zhenzong arranged various formations on the basis of this natural sacred peak, and practiced it for more than 100,000 years, further enhancing its power. The rules of thunder spread in all directions, and the pressure was terrifying. Even the Lianxu Zhenzun did not dare to approach within a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers.

This is the foundation of the Zhenzong overlord in the domain!

At this time, on the top of Thunder Mountain, an old man, a young man and a woman were sitting cross-legged, discussing philosophy and drinking, with laughter from time to time, looking very comfortable.

These three people are naturally the three refining masters of the Jiuxiao Divine Thunder Sect, known as the Three Ancestors of Jiuxiao.

The old man with purple face and lightning hair is the contemporary ancestor of the Jiuxiao Shenlei Zhenzong, Wan Lei Zhenzun, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Refining Void Realm. With the help of the precious inheritance treasures accumulated by many Zhenzong over hundreds of thousands of years, his strength is not weaker than that of the late Refining Void Realm.

The three of them chatted and laughed.

"Ugh!"

At a certain moment, the Taoist nun suddenly sighed: "I wonder how long I will have to sit here at the mountain gate?"

"You and I have achieved enlightenment and should have been free to travel the world, touring the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening. But now we are like prisoners, trapped in a small mountain. How sad is that?"

"That blood lake is really too much!"

She showed murderous intent and anger.

It's not as simple as being trapped in one place.

Being trapped at the mountain gate meant that control of many territories of sects in the outside world had been lost, and many resources could not flow into the mountain gate. Relying solely on the output of the mountain gate's spiritual veins and years of savings, it was impossible to maintain long-term cultivation. One could only practice intermittently for a period of time and had to stop to avoid a lack of spiritual energy in the spiritual veins.

There was no major problem with the disciples' movement, as the Blood Lake and the Mountain of Corpses did not dare to openly besiege the Zhen Sect for a long time.

But how do we know that this is not a trap set by the other party to lure them out?

In fact, this kind of thing has happened twice in the past few thousand years. A total of three sect members who had reached the pinnacle of refining the spirit had died. The Jiuxiao Shenlei Zhenzong had to open up the sect's foundation and allow potential peak-level cultivators to be promoted. Only in this way could they barely maintain the situation.

The two Taoist nuns were promoted under such circumstances.

Due to the state of war, the two had not practiced properly for thousands of years, so that their cultivation had just entered the stage of refining emptiness and had not improved much.

That's why she's angry and hateful.

"The Immortal Weapon Sect is not doing anything, and the offerings are unfair. What can we do..."

The other two Lianxu sighed sadly.

"Has there been any abnormality in the Blood Lake during this period?"

"Are there any signs of an attack? He won't completely ignore the ban issued by the priest..."

The Taoist nun asked.

"Hard to say."

"The Blood Puppet faction is flourishing in the Immortal Weapon Sect, and even a Hedao Divine Sovereign has been born. True Lord Caishan may not be able to restrain him, not to mention that this waste Caishan has failed in the Golden Sea Region..."

Master Wan Lei had a gloomy expression on his face. He showed a hint of sincerity in front of his fellow sect members, but then he kept silent.

"According to the reports from the spies our sect left at the Blood Lake Corpse Mountain, there are no signs of a large-scale movement from the Blood Lake Corpse Mountain for the time being. I think the words of the Immortal Weapon Sect's envoy are still useful."

He changed the subject.

"Perhaps there will be peace within eight hundred years."

"During this time, we may be able to bribe the Blood Puppet Faction's mortal enemy, the Death Puppet Faction, with a large sum of money. They may be able to stop the Blood Lake from causing chaos... Even if our sect is involved in the internal disputes of the Immortal Artifact Sect, we will not care."

Master Wan Lei suddenly made up his mind.

The Dead Puppet Faction was the original mainstream of the Immortal Weapon Sect. They used gold, stone, earth and wood to refine various puppets. Many of the Immortal Weapon Sect's famous puppets, such as the Sleepless Puppet, were masterpieces of the Dead Puppet Faction. In addition, many of the sect's most valuable treasures and the world-famous divine puppets whose reputations resounded throughout the upper realm all came from the Dead Puppet Faction.

The Blood Puppet faction is a trend of immortal thought that has emerged from the Immortal Weapon Sect over the past tens of thousands of years. It advocates the use of living creatures, especially humans with the highest spirituality, as raw materials for refining.

Because these living puppets are more spiritual and stronger, the formations they form are more flexible and powerful than those formed by dead puppets, and they also put less burden on the person in charge of the formation.

Of course, with these advantages, there are also many disadvantages, such as the fragility of living beings, the difficulty of refining, the inability to standardize, and the easy triggering of the inner demons of the main array cultivators... etc. This new trend of thought and the old view of the dead puppet caused a huge debate in the Immortal Weapon Sect.

The disputes among the immortal sects are not just simple debates, but also involve countless bloodshed, countless struggles for interests, and political struggles. There have even been several immortal sect gods who died in unclear circumstances, which was extremely horrible.

I don’t know what the top level of the Immortal Weapon Sect looks like.

However, in the middle and lower levels and the upper levels, the Immortal Weapon Sect has already been divided into a life-and-death struggle. The two sides have been fighting endlessly, with swords drawn against each other, and even several open wars have broken out.

The Jiuxiao Shenlei Zhenzong is involved in the internal struggle of the Immortal Sect. If you are not careful, a wave will hit you and you will be killed without a burial place.

However, Master Wan Lei had no choice.

"That's all it can do."

The nun sighed but did not object.

"In the past, the outstanding disciples sent out by the sect could make friends with the big shots of the Death Puppet Faction of the Immortal Artifact Sect, but it would require a large amount of natural treasures. But now the sect is in such a mess..."

Master Wan Lei groaned for a moment and said, "At this moment, we can only exhaust all the resources in the many small worlds. This is the only territory we can control now."

"Pass the order down. In all small realms, as well as in the ascending small realms, the offerings must increase tenfold within eight hundred years."

"Even if all the cultivators in the world die from exhaustion, even if we slaughter all the cultivators in the small worlds, we must pay the tribute within eight hundred years. At this critical moment of life and death, we can no longer take care of the harvest in the next thousand years."

"If we can't get over this hurdle, even more small worlds will be useless. It would be better to let these small worlds cultivators who have received so much kindness from the sect be buried with us."

Outside the Great Thousand Worlds, there are many Middle Thousand Worlds and Small Thousand Worlds.

Most of them are from immortal sects and near-immortal forces, while a small part is controlled by many true sects and Taoist sects. It is relatively easy to lay ultra-long-distance teleportation arrays with the help of the natural gravity of the universe.

In the extremely remote small world, it is impossible to build a teleportation array and it can only be controlled indirectly by the rules of the ascension platform.

The voice of Master Wan Lei was light and floating, and the life and death of billions of lives had been decided in just a few words. They would not have any power to resist the power from the upper realm.

"Yes, senior brother."

The nun obeyed the order solemnly.

The three of them are planning major events for the sect, and are about to step into the bloody struggle within the Immortal Weapon Sect. The entire sect is about to be caught in a wave of life and death, and their emotions are fluctuating and they cannot be calm.

So they kind of ignored it.

After ten years of accumulation, a subtle and invisible force began to silently invade the thunder formation of the Jiuxiao Shenlei Zhenzong, and began to affect some formation nodes and transform them.

Many tiny formation nodes were swallowed up silently.

Gradually, this force began to invade some major formation nodes, trying to completely paralyze the formation that had been passed down by the Zhen Sect for more than 100,000 years.

Click!

Snapped!
At this time, there was a loud bang from the thunder formation, followed by the sound of thunder warnings throughout the sky, and countless thunder rules bloomed like snowflakes.

"Still, failed."

A voice sighed.

"who!"

"Who is invading our sect's formation?"

Wan Lei Zhenzong was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Seek death!"

He was furious and activated the sect-suppressing formation in an instant. Lightning flashed and thunder roared, dark clouds gathered, and countless electric snakes bloomed. Within tens of thousands of kilometers, the rules of thunder distorted the space.

The endless thunderous killing array revealed a young man in blue with his hands behind his back in the distance.

(End of this chapter)