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Chapter 1299 - 1299 11 Dragon Transformation Pool

Chapter 1299: Chapter 11: Dragon Transformation Pool Chapter 1299: Chapter 11: Dragon Transformation Pool Wanxiang Sect.

In the Teleportation Array of the Diwu Hall, the light gradually dimmed, revealing several dozen figures with fierce auras.

The auras emanating from these figures were mostly those of Golden Cores, with only a few Nascent Souls among them.

The leader was a man wearing a simple gray-white robe, his face stern, yet with a hint of gentleness.

Behind him followed a vibrant-eyed, handsome young man carrying a sword.

Upon seeing him, the Array Guarding Cultivator outside the Teleportation Array hurriedly bowed:

“Master Zhao Feng, you have diligently guarded the West Sea Country for many years.

Elder Xumi specifically instructed that upon your arrival, you should directly proceed to Taihe Palace.”

“Peak master?”

The sword-carrying young man could not help but express his surprise:

“Master, have you become a peak master?”

The leader was slightly taken aback and frowned:

“Are you mistaken?

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The peak master of Xinjian Peak is Martial Uncle Ling.”

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The Array Guarding Cultivator respectfully said:

“Could there be a mistake?

The previous peak master of Xinjian Peak went out to resist the Evil God and unfortunately perished.

Besides Elder Xumi, Master Zhao Feng is now one of only two remaining Immortal Masters of Nascent Soul in Xinjian Peak, hence Elder Xumi officially recorded the title in the sect’s records and appointed you as the new peak master of Xinjian Peak.”

“You, Zhao Feng, how can your disciple recognize you incorrectly?”

Hearing the words of the Array Guarding Cultivator, Zhao Feng fell into a moment of silence.

He had been cultivating and training in the West Sea Country, defending against sporadic attacks from cultivators of the Three Continents.

Although he was somewhat aware of the terrible Sky Rift disaster from some messages from the sect, he had not expected even the peak master of Xinjian Peak to have perished.

He couldn’t help but sigh, and the joy of his successful return was suddenly much dimmed.

The sword-carrying young man behind him, however, with his vibrant eyes looked at the Array Guarding Cultivator, curiously asking:

“Esteemed Taoist Brother, may I inquire if Wang Ba of Wanfa Peak still holds the position of Chief Division Master of the Diwu Hall?”

Zhao Feng couldn’t help but glance at the sword-carrying young man and slightly shook his head.

He hadn’t mentioned much about the changes in the sect to the young man, and now it seemed likely to become a joke.

As expected, upon hearing the young man’s words, the Array Guarding Cultivator couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

If it weren’t for Zhao Feng’s presence, he would have nearly scolded him.

Even so, he couldn’t help but sternly say:

“It would be wise for this Junior Brother to be cautious with his words.

Nowadays, the master of Wanfa Peak holds the high position of Deputy Sect Master in our sect, second only to Sect Master Qu, and it is inappropriate to refer to him by his name directly.”

Upon hearing this, the face of the sword-carrying young man instantly filled with astonishment, and he turned incredulously to Zhao Feng:

“Master, this…

this can’t be true, can it?

My…

my father…”

Zhao Feng coughed lightly and said sternly:

“Keep quiet.

Come, follow me to meet your grandmaster.”

The sword-carrying young man was stunned:

“Meet my grandmaster?

Wait, you can’t mean my father really…

Master, wait for me!”

At these words, the sword-carrying young man instantly transformed into a streak of pure, icy sword-light, following another streak of sword-light into the sky…

…

“You…

you are the cultivator who previously forced us out of the Vault of Heaven!”

Brilliant divine light filled the divine temple of the Mother Goddess.

It illuminated three faces filled with surprise, disbelief, and deep wariness.

Silently, within the temple, the massive placenta’s numerous umbilical cords quietly contracted, aiming at Wang Ba.

From within the placenta came a slightly guarded, cold voice:

“Yin God, what explanation do you offer?”

Quietly.

Around the temple, diverse auras of Evil Gods swiftly approached…

However, faced with the accusations of these three Evil Gods and the wariness of the Mother Goddess,

Wang Ba, the Yin God, surprisingly maintained a calm demeanor on his face.

His gaze swept over the three accusing Evil Gods, lingering on the jackal heads, wrinkly faces, and broad paper-like faces.

A hint of scorn and mockery flickered in his eyes:

“Trash!”

“Why should there be any explanation to such pitiful beings?”

“Hmm?”

The Jackal-headed God, Bag God, and Paper God all wore faces full of astonishment.

The previously tensed umbilical cords from the Mother Goddess’s placenta also slackened momentarily.

Wang Ba’s response was clearly beyond their expectations.

With a slight frown, the Jackal-headed God couldn’t help but shout angrily:

“You killed our kin, forced us to be devoured by the Outer Realm Heavenly Demon, erasing years of hard cultivation!

And yet you dare to bark so wildly!”

This statement immediately received the agreement of the Bag God and Paper God.

From within the placenta of the Mother Goddess came a voice, indiscernible as male or female:

“Yin God, speak now.”

With a sweep of his blood-red long sleeves, Wang Ba looked around dismissively and proudly declared:

“If even the host body I chose for rebirth cannot win, could it be my words are mistaken?”

“Host…

host body?”

The Jackal-headed God, Bag God, and Paper God were caught off guard by his retort.

In the Mother Goddess’s placenta, those umbilical cords also seemed slightly perplexed, swaying faintly.

“Indeed!”

Wang Ba revealed a mocking expression:

“Back then, I had not yet seized the host’s body to complete my revival.

Yet you three, as third-level deities, couldn’t even defeat a human Nascent Soul cultivator, driving him to desperation.

Had I not confounded his mind, preventing him from destroying your Divine Statues and extinguishing your incense fire, ensuring your irreversible doom…

and now here you are, facing me with barks, isn’t it you who are doing so?”

“You insignificant, incompetent ones, only capable of harming your kin!

How dare you claim to stand equal with me as a Deity?

From what I see, you are utterly useless, better to abolish your Divine Positions and offer more incense fire to us!

Mother Goddess, I implore you to revoke their Divine Positions!”

Despite the Jackal-headed God’s wit and quick thinking, he had little experience in dealing with such matters.