The gods descend into reality

Mount Song.

The main hall was majestic and imposing, and hundreds of disciples were performing martial arts in the Songshan Sect Square, their imposing presence was awe-inspiring.

In terms of sheer presence, Mount Song's grandeur even surpasses that of another sect located on Mount Song.

Zuo Lengchan watched this scene with satisfaction.

It's certainly something to be happy about when a sect is developing well, especially if you've personally overseen and managed all of this.

That sense of accomplishment is even more unparalleled.

The Huashan Sect declined due to internal strife, while the Songshan Sect developed during that period.

Even the sect's treasury still contains many treasures that were originally obtained by plundering from the Huashan Sect.

Zuo Lengchan didn't think there was anything wrong with what he was doing.

That's just how the martial arts world is.

Back then, the Huashan Sect was able to become the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, and the evil deeds they committed were no less than mine.

What happened in the end?

He was still praised by everyone as a chivalrous hero.

Throughout history, which great achiever has not shed blood at their hands?

Although the Songshan Sect has now reached its peak, Zuo Lengchan is not satisfied.

What's the use of developing a sect to a great degree?

Centuries from now, who will still remember me, Zuo Lengchan!

Therefore, I can only do better.

For example, they could integrate the Five Mountains Sword Sects, and then the Five Mountains Sword Sects could work together to destroy the Sun Moon Sect.

By then, the Five Mountains Sword Sects will be able to develop into major sects on par with Shaolin and Wudang.

If given the chance, he would wipe out Shaolin and Wudang, and then he would be the undisputed number one martial artist.

Even if he couldn't destroy Shaolin and Wudang, he was still capable of becoming a grandmaster like Bodhidharma and Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang.

However, the stubbornness of the Five Mountains Sword Sect was really giving me a headache.

So many years have passed, and the other party still cannot understand my good intentions.

Especially the Huashan School.

Back then, the Huashan Sect suffered a great upheaval, and he originally thought that he could quickly annex the Huashan Sect and make it a vassal of the Songshan Sect.

but--

But who knew that Yue Buqun was such a troublesome old man?

It wasn't the opponent's martial arts skills.

In terms of martial arts, Zuo Lengchan was confident that he was no weaker than Fang Zheng of Wudang or Chong Xu of Shaolin.

Yue Buqun is far inferior to me.

The key to Yue Buqun's character is his cunning.

Based on the reputation he had built up in the martial arts world over the years, he subtly won over several other sects, forming a faction that was resisting him.

Zuo Lengchan walked into the main hall, a smug smile playing on his lips.

But there is no defense that cannot be breached.

No matter how cunning the other party is, they still give you an opportunity.

The Huashan Sword Sect is my opportunity.

Although Feng Buping and his group clearly only wanted to use their power to reclaim Mount Hua.

If I bring up the matter of merging the Five Mountains Alliance later, the other party will most likely still not agree.

But so what?

As long as Yue Buqun doesn't become the leader of the Huashan Sect, I have a hundred ways to eliminate the Huashan Sect.

Take a step.

The next moment, as if sensing something, Zuo Lengchan's body suddenly retreated, and his eyes instantly became sharp.

"Who goes there? Show yourself!"

Assassination attempts? I've been assassinated quite a few times over the years.

However, this was the first time he had ever seen someone dare to come to the main hall of the Songshan Sect to assassinate him.

Did they eat Dongfang Bubai's guts?

"Pat-pat-pat~"

The sound of some disordered footsteps made Zuo Lengchan both cautious and somewhat speechless.

The footsteps were chaotic and unsteady, like a group of patients about to faint.

So what kind of rabble were the people who assassinated him?

Is this a sign of looking down on me, Zuo Lengchan?

No, perhaps it's not even a mob; this group might not even be as good as ordinary people.

As the footsteps grew closer, a group of people appeared in front of him the next moment.

Upon seeing who it was, Zuo Lengchan's expression faltered slightly.

What a surprise!

Even if I bumped my head and broke it open, I would never have imagined it would be him!

"Junior Brother Yue, what do you mean by this?"

The newcomers were a group of people from the Huashan Sect.

However, the Huashan Sect members were definitely not in good condition at the moment.

It could even be described as extremely bad.

The disciples of the Huashan Sect walked unsteadily, as if they were drunk.

No, being drunk is infinitely better than what they are like now.

Not only did they walk unsteadily, but their faces were also deathly pale, as if they were dead people crawling out of hell.

If you go out at night, you'll probably scare a lot of people.

In addition, everyone's legs were shaking uncontrollably.

Ning Zhongze and Yue Buqun are the same.

This puzzled Zuo Lengchan.

Has my power now reached the point where I command respect without even raising my voice, enough to make all the sect leaders submit?

"Senior Brother Zuo... it's been a long time."

Yue Buqun forced a smile and said.

Today's events have absolutely shattered my worldview.

The fact that Uncle-Master Feng Qingyang had come out was already surprising enough.

He had even envisioned what it would be like after Mount Hua was revitalized.

Then, the nameless man who came with Uncle Feng threw out a card, and a black hole that looked quite good appeared.

Yes, there are all sorts of things inside that look like eyeballs. Even just being stared at from a distance gives you the feeling that your hair stands on end.

Compared to this highly suspicious black hole, what Yue Buqun cared about more was Wuming.

Yue Buqun felt that although he was not good at martial arts, this kind of skill was definitely not something that ordinary people possessed.

immortal?

monster?

Anyway, for those of us who practice martial arts, it's pretty much the same.

Then, Mr. Wuming and Uncle Feng jumped in together, and before leaving, they told us to go with them.

Yue Buqun figured that Uncle Feng probably wouldn't harm them.

And indeed, they did not harm themselves or others.

That eerie place almost scared everyone, young and old, on Mount Hua to death.

Well, being stared at by countless pairs of malicious red eyes, even Yue Buqun felt a strong urge to urinate.

As for why it's just me and a few others...

Just as we emerged from that black cave, Uncle Feng and Mr. Wuming said they had to leave first and would be back soon.

Yue Buqun pondered—

Mr. Wuming didn't know, but Uncle Feng was probably afraid of losing face and went somewhere to calm down.

Well, I didn't dare say that myself.

Saying that would definitely get me killed!

"Junior Brother Yue, what does your Huashan Sect mean by this? Do you intend to start a war with my Songshan Sect?"

The surprise was only momentary. After he came to his senses, a cold glint flashed in Zuo Lengchan's eyes.

Although I don't know how the other party brought people from all walks of life from different sects to my Songshan Grand Hall.

They had no idea what the other party wanted to do by bringing so many people here.

But this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

If Mount Hua were destroyed here, who would know?

Without the Huashan Sect, the other four sects are no problem for us to deal with.

As he pondered, the footsteps of the Songshan Sect disciples came from outside the door, clearly indicating that they had also noticed the situation.