The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 583: Long live, yesterday’s Holy Son, today’s prisoner!
Wanchu Holy Land.

Long live the Holy Son Wanchu, who has now reached the third level of the Dao Palace.

One day, when he was about to break through to the fourth level of the Dao Palace, he suddenly heard a terrible news.

The Holy Son of Dayan in the Holy Land of Dayan, the ancient holy body whose name had long been heard but never seen, suddenly encountered a disaster, fell into a coma, and vomited blood.

After hearing this, Wansui was shocked: "I wonder why that ancient holy body was injured by the avenue?"

Saint Wanchu and the higher-ups in the sect were even more surprised.

If you are injured by the Great Dao, then the problem will be very serious.

Although there have long been legends that the ancient holy body has become an ancient waste body, the glorious legends of the nine holy bodies still give people hope.

The dream of cultivating a great holy body has always been the dream of all holy places and families.

Saint Lord Wanchu and other high-ranking officials personally went to the Holy Land of Dayan, hoping to find out the real reason for the problems in Dayan.

And Wansui also felt that things were getting worse.

After Saint Wanchu and the higher-ups returned from Dayan Holy Land, he clearly felt that there was a subtle change in the attitude towards him.

Although support for him did not decrease, the attitude of the crowd made him feel that he might be in trouble.

Although Wansui had not suffered any injuries from the Great Dao, he vaguely felt that the road ahead was not good.

Whenever I deduced my own Four Extremes Secret Realm, I felt that the road ahead was dark.

Saint Wanchu and the higher-ups in the sect had indeed been discussing countermeasures in private.

"What? The Ancient Sacred Body has really become an Ancient Waste Body?"

"Did the Great Evolution Saint really suffer from the Great Dao injury and become a waste?"

"The foundation of the Great Evolution Saint Son's Great Dao is completely destroyed, and the Wheel of Life is broken. There is no possibility of recovery."

"The path forward for the Ancient Saint Body is cut off!"

“Is this God’s will?”

"Then this long-lived Holy Son that we have nurtured, could it be..."

Saint Lord Wanchu discussed with the higher-ups in the sect. In their eyes, an injury as terrible as the Dao Injury, even if it was a minor one, would only have the slightest chance of being cured after consuming countless rare treasures and a long time of recuperation.

However, there is no possibility of treatment for injuries like the one inflicted by the Ancient Saint Body.

Unless they can collect the elixir of immortality.

The ancient holy body that had been carefully cultivated with countless natural treasures and resources had become a loophole that consumed resources.

Wanchu Saint Lord and the higher-ups in the sect had gone from being full of hope to becoming shaken in their hearts.

There was no hope in their hearts anymore.

Thinking about how much resources Wansui had consumed, they felt heartbroken.

They no longer had any hope, no longer expected Wansui to grow up.

Wansui, who had quietly broken through to the fourth level of the Dao Palace, walked out of the place of enlightenment and took a stroll around the Enlightenment Lake in the Wanchu Holy Land. He had a feeling that something was getting wrong.

Rumble.

On this day, several powerful and terrifying figures appeared from the sky. They were the senior leaders and supreme elders of the sect.

The daughter of the Wanchu Saint Lord, who was about to visit Wansui, also came here.

Wanchu Saint Girl saw several supreme elders trying to capture Wansui and asked in surprise, "Ancestor, what are you doing?"

"Saint, sometimes many of the things you see are not necessarily true."

"You don't need to ask too many questions about some things. Everything is the result of discussions between the Holy Lord and the Supreme Elders of the sect."

Several great elders looked at Saint Wanchu kindly and said softly, "Ancestor, I don't know what you are talking about..." Saint Wanchu's face was full of confusion.

"This man is a big liar. He deceived our holy land." said a supreme elder.

They took action and imprisoned Wansui.

"What?" The Wanchu Saint was in disbelief. She didn't understand how this man who was appointed as the Wanchu Saint Son, the future successor of the Wanchu Holy Land, could be labeled a liar and a traitor in the blink of an eye?
"This person sneaked into my Wanchu Holy Land with ulterior motives. Everything he said was fake!"

"He deceived our trust!"

Several supreme elders said with a righteous look on their faces.

"I..." Wanchu Shengzi was shocked and angry, and immediately argued.

Bang bang bang. . .

Wansui was beaten so hard that he lost the ability to speak.

Wansui, who was unable to speak or move, and even unable to transmit his spiritual thoughts, immediately understood something.

I have been abandoned.

He has consumed countless natural treasures but is now a useless body, while the blood of the ancient holy body is extremely precious. One can imagine his tragic future.

Thinking of this, he was determined to become a great holy body and bless the human race with peace. However, he felt resentful when facing the senior officials who immediately turned against him.

But at this moment, I can only sigh in my heart...

"Push him down and lock him up in the Sky Prison!" said another supreme elder coldly.

"Ancestor, have you made a mistake? I want to ask the Holy Lord in person!" Saint Wanchu said anxiously.

"Saint, you are still young and cannot act on impulse! You must abide by the decisions of the sect's top leaders!" said a supreme elder earnestly.

"But..." Saint Wanchu wanted to say something.

"There is no but. This is the decision of the Holy Lord and us!" A supreme elder at the level of a great king waved his hand and took Wansui away.

“Don’t pay attention to or concern about Wansui’s punishment, and don’t say too much.” A supreme elder said to Saint Wanchu.

Then Wansui went from being the extremely noble Wanchu Holy Son to a prisoner.

. . .

"Hurray, is there anything else you want to say?"

In the Heavenly Prison of Wanchu Holy Land, a supreme elder asked.

Although he was able to speak, Wansui remained silent.

He felt that he had nothing to say. Thinking of these supreme elders who had flattered and praised him, he didn't want to look at them again.

“Long live, there is no absolute right or wrong in this world. My Wanchu Holy Land has never treated you unfairly. You can suffer less by honestly contributing your blood and essence to repay the Holy Land for its cultivation of you.” A supreme elder said.

Wansui looked ahead and ignored the supreme elder.

This is a tightly guarded prison, filled with overlapping divine patterns and formations, making it difficult for outsiders to get close.

"Hooray, you are still young, don't make it hard on yourself."

"Yes, giving back your own blood and essence to the holy land to refine elixirs that can prolong your life is not only giving hope to others, but also leaving a way out for yourself. As long as you cooperate well, you can live the rest of your life comfortably." said a supreme elder.

“Isn’t it because they saw that I had no hope of becoming a great saint body and had become an ancient waste body, so they wanted to make use of me and extract my essence and blood?” Wansui sneered and said, “Yesterday they treated me as a treasure, but in one day I was reduced to a prisoner. The speed at which the Holy Land changes its attitude is really beyond our reach.”

What’s the point of saying more now? In the end we still have to go back to the problem of not being able to practice.

The sect has consumed so many rare treasures, and they will definitely not waste them. Wansui cannot accept asking him to pay back with the original essence and blood of the ancient holy body.

(End of this chapter)