Nonsense! Master is not my wife.

You should know that their three masters and ten realms of combat power can be said to be a nearly perfect combat team. Shen Tianba, the incarnation of the giant spirit, has an incomparably strong physical strength, Xue Wuan's killing power blessed by the sword formation has almost reached the peak, and An Xuankong's Guimingqu is even more useful, with the functions of amplification, deduction, interference and so on.

If the three of them join forces, even if they cannot definitely defeat the man in black, at least the chance of winning or losing is 50-50.

The members of the Giant God Hidden Clan, who were all physical cultivators, were naturally straightforward and outspoken, so after hearing Xue Wuan's words that were truly shameful to the Thirteen Hidden Clan, Shen Tianba could not help but curse at him in public, without any regard for Xue Wuan's dignity as the chief of the Sword Hunting Hidden Clan.

An Xuankong was different. The patriarch of the Guimingyin clan was so shrewd that he understood the profound meaning of Xue Wuan's words almost instantly.

He wanted to use the pretext of peace talks to calm the black-robed man so as to allow enough time to wait for reinforcements to arrive from the Cang Lei Holy Sect.

An Xuankong very much agreed with Xue Wuan's approach. On the one hand, they didn't have to fight to the death, and on the other hand, it could reduce unnecessary losses to the Thirteen Hidden Clans. After all, once the fight broke out, a lot of cultivators in the seventh, eighth, and ninth realms would surely die.

So after a brief thought, An Xuankong said calmly: "I agree."

At the same time, he used telepathy to tell Shen Tianba all this.

Chapter 257 Cang Lei Palace

Shen Tianba was stunned at first after receiving An Xuankong's telepathic message, but then the anger on his face disappeared and he tried to show a kind expression:

"That's right. Fighting and killing must be tiring. Let's sit down and talk."

After hearing this, let alone Xuan Su's reaction, even An Xuankong and Xue Wuan were speechless. What kind of poor acting was this?

Xuan Su still didn't say anything, but proved his decision with actions.

The world in the eyes of the three people suddenly changed.

"This is……"

"Domain magical power."

"It seems your plan didn't work."

Seeing the black-robed man using his domain-level magical powers, Xue Wuan and the others knew that this battle was inevitable and immediately decided to take the first step.

Xue Wuan was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and swung his sword at Xuan Su with great force.

Shen Tianba, who was the incarnation of a giant, took direct action. In order not to repeat the same mistake, he not only chose to change his palm into a fist, but also covered his hand with a layer of spiritual energy shield.

An Xuankong spoke eloquently, with words gushing out of his mouth one after another, turning into attacks that flew out.

Facing the siege of three monks of the same level, Xuan Su's face hidden under the hood remained calm. He wiped out Xue Wuan's sword energy with a wave of his hand, then dodged Shen Tianba's fist with a flash of his body. Then he suddenly appeared behind An Xuankong, with a long sword in his hand, and slashed at him.

The other two had no time to react and could only watch as the long sword slashed towards An Xuankong.

Bang!

An Xuankong suddenly had a spiritual shield rising from his body, blocking Xuan Su's sword. He then took advantage of the situation to retreat away from Xuan Su, while sending a telepathic message to the other two:

"This black-robed man seems to be able to change his position freely within his domain ability and appear anywhere at will. Let's stay together and don't separate."

……

Cang Lei Holy Sect.

After a day's rest, Zhu Yingqiu, who was acting as the ruins master, left Tianxin Hall with nine elders, including the second elder Mu Shiyan, the third elder Gong Yiya, the master of Wanhua Peak Liu Ningxiang, and went to the Cang Lei Hall of the Cang Lei Holy Sect.

Today is the day for the Northern Territory Conference.

Most of the Northern Territory's sects and dynasties have already arrived at the Cang Lei Holy Sect, so cultivators from various sects and schools can be seen everywhere on the road. They are also rushing to the Cang Lei Hall to attend the Northern Territory Conference.

The road was bustling with people and noisy.

Zhu Yingqiu and others also heard about this incident.

The past two days have not been peaceful. Many demons are wandering outside the Cang Lei Holy Sect, attacking the human monks who came to attend the Northern Territory Conference. Many sects and dynasties have been attacked by demons and have no time to attend the Northern Territory Conference.

"It seems that day was not a coincidence." Mu Shiyan said.

The people at Xuelingxu also noticed traces of demons on the way, but Mu Shiyan was in seclusion that day and did not go out. The demons may have been forced to not attack them due to the reputation of Xuelingxu. After discussing it, Zhu Yingqiu and Gong Yiya did not choose to chase the enemy, but decided to continue on their way for safety.

"These demons are really haunting."

Gong Yiya sneered. It was she who detected the trace of the demon that day. She even fought with a demon from a distance and seriously injured the demon who was ignorant of his own life and death.

"The Northern Territory Conference is no secret. It has been causing quite a stir in the Northern Territory recently. The demons will definitely try to stop it. This is not surprising." An elder said.

Soon, everyone from Xuelingxu arrived at their destination.

Cang Lei Palace.

A magnificent palace with a simple shape stands on the land, exuding an air of vicissitudes and antiquity, as if it has stood here for countless years.

In front of the hall, there were dozens of eighth-level monks wearing Cang Lei armor stationed.

As soon as the people from Xuelingxu arrived in front of the main hall, a kind old woman dressed in gorgeous clothes and with elegant manners came to greet them.

She was none other than Cang Hanjing, the Grand Elder of Cang Lei Holy Sect. It was she who went to greet everyone from Xue Lingxu yesterday.

"Elder Cang." Mu Shiyan and Gong Yiya stepped forward and greeted him.

Although Zhu Yingqiu is now acting as the master of the ruins, she is still a little immature in the ways of the world, so they are the ones who deal with her.

Cang Hanjing smiled and invited in a calm tone: "I see a few Taoist friends again. I just got here too. Why don't we go in together?"

Her words were obviously polite, and it was obvious that she was waiting for them here.

Of course, Mu Shiyan and Gong Yiya did not reveal it out loud, but agreed: "Then let's go together."

With Cang Hanjing there, the guard at the door naturally didn't need to verify their identities and let them in immediately.

Everyone walked through the hall and came to a teleportation formation.

With a flash of light, everyone came from the first floor to the top floor of the Cang Lei Hall.

After walking through a few more corridors, they arrived in front of a room.

This room is extremely large, with a stepped structure, classical and luxurious decor, and has hundreds of seats.

At this time, there were already about one or two hundred people seated, all of whom were high-ranking officials from the major sects and dynasties in the Northern Territory.

With Cang Hanjing leading the way, everyone from Xuelingxu quickly arrived at their position.

Their position was extremely special, as they were right opposite hundreds of seats, which was equivalent to facing cultivators from various sects and dynasties in the Northern Territory.

Of course, this is not unique to Xuelingxu.

There are fifty such seats in total. In addition to the ten seats for Xuelingxu, there are forty seats for the other four top sects.

At this time, some top sects had already arrived, including cultivators from Tongbei Sect and Canglei Holy Sect.

Seeing the people from Xuelingxu coming over, many female cultivators who had a good relationship with them stood up and greeted them.

"Hehehe...I haven't seen you for many years, but Elder Mu is still as elegant as ever."

"Elder Gongyi, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Among the five top sects in the Northern Territory, Xuelingxu has always maintained a neutral position, occupying only the deep north of the Northern Territory. It has never expanded to invade the territories of other sects and dynasties. In addition, there are many beauties in the sect, so it has a very good reputation in the Northern Territory cultivator community.

Only the Thirteen Hidden Clans have been at odds with Xuelingxu ever since the war among the Five Realms a hundred years ago.

Everyone in Xuelingxu naturally responded one by one.

Not long after they took their seats, the monks from the Thirteen Hidden Clans walked in.

"My fellow Taoists, it's been a long time since we last met."

The leader was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face. He had a chilling aura and his smile looked sinister and a bit hypocritical.

The patriarch of the Huangquan Hidden Clan, Yin Jiuxuan.

A monk of the tenth realm who practices the way of death.

Seeing him greet them, the monks from Tongbei Sect and Canglei Holy Sect also spoke up, while only Mu Shiyan from Xuelingxu spoke up, even with a hint of sarcasm:

"I haven't seen Chief Yin for many years, and the deathly aura around him has become even stronger."

Yin Jiuxuan rolled his eyes and looked at Mu Shiyan, as if he didn't hear her sarcasm. The smile on his face was stiff and a little weird:

"Thank you so much. Elder Mu's swordsmanship is becoming more and more profound."

After saying that, he took his seat with nine monks from various hidden clans behind him.

Chapter 258 Declaration

Although Xuelingxu and the Thirteen Hidden Clans were not on good terms with each other, they knew the seriousness of the matter and did not tear their faces apart at the Northern Territory Conference.

This made many monks who were planning to watch the fun a little disappointed.

An hour later.

It was almost time for the meeting to begin. People kept coming in and most of the hundreds of seats were occupied. However, Cang Rumo, the leader of the Cang Lei Holy Sect, had a slightly gloomy expression.

The monks from the Chilian Academy have not arrived yet.

"Master, could it be that the Chilian Academy was attacked by demons on the road?"

A divine voice sounded in Cang Rumo's mind. It was from the supreme elder of the Cang Lei Holy Sect who was sitting next to him.

"It's possible." Cang Rumo replied.

Recently, the demon army has been lingering outside the Cang Lei Holy Sect, waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack on human cultivators and prevent them from attending the Northern Territory Conference. It is also because of the existence of the demon army that several sects and dynasties did not come to participate.

The Grand Elder asked, "Do we need to send people to search nearby?"

Cang Rumo rejected his idea without hesitation: "Wait a little longer. If they don't come within half an hour, we will hold a meeting first and then send people to look for them privately."

"As ordered."

Time passed by minute by minute, and no new cultivators had entered this room for some time. It could be said that all the Northern Territory forces that came to the Cang Lei Holy Sect had already arrived here, and the remaining forces were unable to come for various reasons.

But what is strange is that, according to reason, the Northern Region Conference should have started long ago, but the leader of the Cang Lei Holy Sect, Cang Rumo, has been sitting firmly in his seat, showing no signs of starting the meeting.

After seeing the ten empty seats, one monk suddenly realized something.

The Chilian Academy is still not here yet.

Suddenly, Cang Rumo's gloomy expression gradually relaxed.

Seeing this, many monks who were paying close attention to the situation here were startled: "Could it be that the Chilian Academy is here?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After a while, an old, deep and powerful voice sounded from outside the door.

Hearing this laughter, many monks present seemed to understand something and turned to look at the door.

Soon, a tall and strong old man walked into the room.

The Palace Master of the Chilian Academy, one of the five supreme beings in the Northern Territory, Kong Yuanzi.

Behind him, there were nine figures following, all of them were the supreme elders from the Chilian Academy.

However, after seeing the people coming from the Chilian Academy, many of the cultivators present stared in surprise:

Why do these people have blood-stained clothes and look breathless? Did they just experience a great battle?

"You guys have been waiting for a long time."

Kong Yuanzi clasped his fists towards everyone, with an apologetic look on his face: "We were attacked by a large army of demons on the way, and it took a long fight to escape, so I delayed you fellow Taoists."

"It doesn't matter."

As the host of this Northern Region meeting, Cang Rumo stood up to reply, and at the same time, he sent a telepathic message: "I see that you Taoist friends are in a hurry, so you probably don't have time to tidy up your appearance. How about taking a shower and changing clothes first?"

Kong Yuanzi heard this and laughed: "I appreciate Sect Master Cang's kindness. There is no need to bother with such a small matter. Let's hold this meeting first."

Seeing him like this, Cang Rumo didn't mention it again.

After Kong Yuanzi greeted the cultivators from Tongbei Sect, Xuelingxu, and the Thirteen Hidden Clans, he led his people to the seats at the Chilian Academy and sat down.

Most people have arrived, it's time to start.

Cang Rumo looked calm. He stood up from his seat and walked to the platform in front.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

His cough was not loud, but with the blessing of spiritual energy, it rang in the ears of everyone present.