After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 451 Restoring Cultivation
As the Holy Lord of the Yellow Springs Department, one of the six major powers in the Western Desert, he is a top-tier martial arts master in the entire Western Desert martial arts world, a renowned figure of senior status.

Now they have fallen into such a miserable state. If the people in the martial arts world around them recognize their identities, the three of them, including Rakshasa Saint King, will undoubtedly lose face in front of everyone.

Even if he recovers his martial arts skills in the future, he will never be able to hold his head high in the Western Desert martial arts world and will become the object of everyone's ridicule.

However, it was clear that the deliberate concealment by the three Blood Spring Saint Lords had no effect whatsoever in the eyes of those with ulterior motives.

After all, news of the battle that took place in Huangquan City had already spread, and now almost all forces were aware of it.

Therefore, even if it wasn't someone who knew the three people from the Blood Spring Saint Lord, some martial arts practitioners who heard the news could probably guess the identities of the three people on the camel's back who were trying to conceal their identities.

For a moment, whispers could be heard from the crowd on both sides of the street. Clearly, after recognizing the identities of the three Rakshasa Saint Kings, many people confirmed that the news came from the Yellow Springs Department.

Many insiders suddenly realized that the so-called great demon who single-handedly suppressed three holy kings in Huangquan City was actually the eighth prince of Dali who was about to succeed as the master of the Hidden Killing Pavilion.

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"Blood Spring, how did the three of you end up like this? I'm not saying this, but if it were just you facing that Prince of Dali alone, losing would be understandable."

"But how come I heard that the three of you were able to defeat this kid in a fight? This makes me wonder if your Holy Lord of the Yellow Springs Department is getting worse with age? Or is he just a figurehead with a silver spear and a wax head, all talk and no action!"

"Heh heh... Ghost Prison, stop hiding. Weren't you always so arrogant, claiming that no one in the entire martial world could do anything to you? Why are you acting like this now, not even daring to raise your head to face anyone?"

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As the three Blood Spring Saint Lords buried their heads and covered their faces, they began to hear the voices of familiar people on both sides of the street. Clearly, these people recognized the three of them at a glance.

Moreover, their words were mostly mocking and sarcastic, with everyone standing by taking advantage of the situation and gloating over the three men's current embarrassing state.

This made the three Blood Spring Saint Lords extremely ashamed and indignant, their faces turning red. Moreover, as Li Musheng and his group continued to move forward, more and more people secretly transmitted messages to them.

Among these people were those whom Blood Spring Saint Lord and his companions had known in the past, those who had been their enemies, and even those whose identities were completely unknown, who were also constantly sending sarcastic messages.

At this moment, the three Blood Spring Saint Lords, who had lost their martial arts cultivation, were unable to use their martial arts true energy to block these external transmissions and could only endure them.

Soon, under the intense bombardment of audio transmissions from all around, the three members of Blood Spring were overwhelmed by the sounds around them, their heads buzzing, and they simply could not bear it.

In particular, Ghost Prison Saint King was younger than Rakshasa Saint King and Rakshasa Saint King, and could not endure as much as the two. Faced with the mockery of those around him, he finally could not bear it any longer and was the first to explode.

He abruptly lifted his head from the camel hair, and with a fierce, bloodshot look, roared at those around him:

"Shut up, all of you!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding area suddenly fell silent. Instantly, it drew the attention of the young girl Ah Xiu, Cang Yin Yue, and the others. Even Lian Xing and the other assassins from the Hidden Kill Pavilion who were following behind looked up at the three members of the Ghost Prison Saint Lord.

At the same time, the sudden howl from Ghost Prison Saint King startled the people who had been constantly transmitting messages to the three of them, finally bringing peace to the ears of Rakshasa Saint King and the other two.

At this moment, Rakshasa Saint King and Blood Spring Saint King, who were still burying their heads in camel hair, secretly exchanged a glance. They were clearly surprised that Ghost Prison Saint King was so brave as to reveal his identity in front of everyone.

Originally, the two thought that as long as they didn't look up or respond, it wouldn't be a big deal even if people in the martial arts world recognized their identities.

As long as they can get through this difficult time and recover their martial arts skills, they can deny everything and then these people will be unable to do anything to them in the future.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Rakshasa Saint King and Blood Spring Saint King to raise their heads now.

Just then, the Ghost Prison Saint King sat up straight and roared at the surroundings, then suddenly turned his head and looked at Li Musheng sitting on the camel in front of him.

The Ghost Prison Saint Lord hesitated only for a moment before speaking again:
"Your Highness, you once said that our martial arts cultivation would be restored once we arrived in Baidi City. Does that promise still stand?"

Upon hearing this, Li Musheng turned around and glanced at Ghost Prison Saint Lord. He could naturally sense that the people around him were secretly transmitting their voices to Ghost Prison Saint Lord and the other two, but he simply couldn't be bothered to pay attention.

"Yes, I did say that."

Li Musheng nodded slightly to the Ghost Prison Saint Lord, then raised an eyebrow and said:
"However, you should know that there are conditions for me to restore your martial arts cultivation. You must bring the other two Holy Monarchs of the Yellow Springs Department and demonstrate your complete Yellow Springs Holy Technique to me."

"As long as Your Highness restores our martial arts cultivation, this matter will naturally be no problem!"

Ghost Prison Saint King agreed without hesitation. After all, even if Li Musheng hadn't brought it up, the five Saint Kings of the Yellow Springs Department wouldn't have let it go and would have definitely taken action against Li Musheng again to get revenge.

Upon hearing this, Li Musheng glanced at the Rakshasa Saint King and the Blood Spring Saint King who were lying on the camel's back, and then flicked his finger.

As a wisp of energy entered the body of the Ghost Prison Saint, he instantly sensed that all the acupoints in his body opened up in an instant, and the originally imprisoned, powerful martial arts true energy flowed freely through his body's eight extraordinary meridians.

At the same time, the aura of the Ghost Prison Saint Lord began to rise continuously, and the surrounding true energy of heaven and earth flowed into his body like a whale drinking water. His previously sealed terrifying martial arts cultivation was recovering at an extremely fast speed.

"...My martial arts skills have returned!"

Covered in a disheveled state and covered in sand, the Ghost Prison Saint Lord regained his powerful martial arts strength. He leaped into the air and stood on the ground, radiating a chilling martial arts pressure. He couldn't help but burst into laughter.

As his unrestrained laughter rang out, the entire long street fell silent. Many martial arts practitioners looked up and saw that the sky above the street seemed to have turned into a ghostly realm, and even the void trembled!
Upon seeing this, both Rakshasa Saint King and Blood Spring Saint King showed excitement, believing that Li Musheng would restore their martial arts cultivation as well.

But to their surprise, Li Musheng stopped moving and turned away.

(End of this chapter)