Chapter 120: Heaven Demon

  Although Leidong's cultivation is only at the first level of foundation building, the move he made just now, not many people can fully grasp how to respond. In fact, even if someone can beat Leidong, they wouldn't dare provoke his elite disciples on Yinyue Sect's territory. Killing and killing again would be useless, what's the point of winning? Next, it will definitely be Yinyue Sect's crazy revenge. Such a huge entity, wanting to destroy any immortal family or small sect is as simple as pinching an ant to death.

  For a moment, the scene was silent, with no one daring to question Lei Dong. Especially those in the foundation period, who saw Lei Dong under the dark fog, were so young. So young, yet known as a foundation cultivator, how could he be an easy opponent? That surging black fog and evil spirit should be an evil ghost banner, right?

  Lei Dong seemed very satisfied with the reactions of these people, put away the evil spirit banner, and gradually converged the fierce and cruel aura on his face. The ghost shadow unfolded, and his body was only a flash, then fell to the central position in the residual shadow, with his hands behind his back, and his face somewhat proudly said: "Everyone please don't mind, Lei certain as the regional reception manager, and also the Tianmo Lord's Yuanying celebration is approaching, naturally can't bear to see anyone move their hands and see blood, it's not auspicious. In a hurry, I made this move, please forgive me, fellow masters."

  He was hit with a stick and then given a carrot. For a moment, the people in this small faction were stunned. One by one, they revealed their hypocritical smiles and greeted him: "So it's Brother Lei who has arrived, we were just joking around earlier, just joking, just sparring."

  "Want to spar, let's do it another time." Lei Dong waved his hand and said: "Lei certain has just arrived, needs to register with all of you one by one. Please, each of the various tribes and factions, come in and register one by one."

  Lei Dong stepped into the central room first. Soon, a Qi-refining stage disciple brought paper and pen, standing by.

  Lei Dong's original intention was to separate people and use the Soul-Devouring Tower to sense them one by one. That mysterious thing, after all, was on whose body? So many people were gathered here, how could Lei Dong distinguish it clearly when the sensing wasn't too clear?

  It turned out that those people outside had misunderstood. They all looked at each other in dismay, their faces filled with worry. Apparently, they thought Leidong wanted them to come in and extort money from them. After all, he was the elite disciple of the Zongmen Sect and the current manager. If he wanted to make things difficult for these shallow families, it would be easy as pie. To give or not to give, this time the gift for Tianmo's birthday had almost crushed them. Not giving would mean provoking trouble and causing a scene, what to do?

  Eight foundation-building monks huddled together, whispering to each other. After exchanging information in a secretive manner, they unified the bribery standard.

  Lei Dong waited inside for half a day, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he found that this group of people were still muttering outside. He couldn't help but let out a cold snort to express his dissatisfaction: "Gentlemen, are you treating Lei's words as nothing more than a breeze in your ear?"

  Those foundation-building monks, one by one, came in to register and create a record. The first one, obviously, didn't react. However, before he left, he quietly handed over a storage bag without any divine seal imprint to Lei Dong. Lei Dong was shocked and subconsciously took it, but suddenly discovered that there were actually three thousand spirit stones inside.

  Perhaps these three thousand spiritual stones did not mean much to Lei Dong. But for a small family, these spiritual stones were already a considerable wealth, after all, the expenses were not small.

  Although Lei Dong sympathized with those small families who struggled to survive in the cracks, not taking the money didn't fit his style. He quietly accepted it without a word. However, he was secretly thinking that no wonder those foundation-building cultivators who felt hopeless about becoming Golden Dan would enter the headquarters as an executive or something. It turned out that being an official in the Yin Xie Sect was quite lucrative.

  One by one they came in, each with the same bribe. Lei Dong naturally accepted them without hesitation. Not taking money that was delivered to his doorstep would be a disaster.

  It was the seventh one, who was one of the old men who had just quarreled. As soon as he came in, the disappeared ripples reappeared. Lei's heart was delighted, but his face remained calm and expressionless, and like others, he only registered and collected his spirit stone bribe. However, he firmly remembered this family in his heart - the Chen family of the later Chen dynasty.

  Here is the translation:

  "Lei Dong would rather die than lay a hand on him. As long as he has confirmed his target, Lei Dong isn't afraid even if he can fly to the sky. Nothing else is wrong, it's all because..."

  He was guilty of possessing a heavenly treasure. Lei Dong knew that if people found out he had an extraordinary treasure on him, he would have been killed countless times already.

  One by one, the small sects and factions arrived. After Lei Dong's display of power, his domain was exceptionally quiet. He rather enjoyed the peace and quiet, cultivating every day until the day of the Tianmo Yuanying celebration arrived.

  Early in the morning, countless people stood on the large square in the middle of the Yin Xie Sect. From this moment on, those Qi Refining stage cultivators who followed their seniors to pay respects no longer had the qualifications to visit Tian Mo.

  The crowd was so dense it was impossible to count, with countless people waiting for the arrival of the heavenly demon on this vast square.

  From early morning till almost noon, not a single person dared to show dissatisfaction. The Golden Elixir Period Ancestors of the Yin Family Sect, as well as the Elders, stood solemnly on the main platform, waiting with bated breath.

  Actually, don't look at Lei Dong's previous rebuke of Tian Mo in front of Chen Ge. However, Lei Dong also has a certain degree of admiration for Tian Mo in his heart. Being able to defeat three same-level Golden Dan cultivators with one move is slightly exaggerated. But at least, being evenly matched should be true. He also has some expectations and wants to see what kind of abilities Tian Mo has that make him so formidable.

  Suddenly, a surge of people's heads. Gazing at the distant sky.

  Standing among the crowd of thousands, Lei Dong gazed intently at the somewhat clear sky, his heart filled with expectation and a hint of pride. After all, he had heard genuine fear and admiration from the mouths of those small sect leaders. He thought to himself, if he could live up to her level, even if he died immediately, it would be worth it.

  Just as everyone was waiting with bated breath, a massive black cloud, covering an area of tens of miles, suddenly appeared in the distance and rapidly approached. In an instant, it arrived above them, amidst gasps of shock and urgent cries, like a tsunami from the depths of the ocean, the dark cloud churned and howled with demonic energy.

  The clear sky is gone. Replacing it is a vast and seemingly endless black cloud formed by the dark energy that covers the entire Xuanwu Sect. The aura is terrifying. Those swirling dark clouds occasionally transform into ancient demon statues, clear and seemingly right in front of people's eyes. The pressure is so great that people can't even breathe.

  The people around, one by one, trembled and knelt down. Even those Golden Elixir cultivators couldn't withstand the overwhelming and unparalleled pressure, kneeling with bent knees and lowering their noble heads.

  Everyone's breath was stuck in this moment. Is, is this the real Tianmo Great Method? Leidong had also seen Dongfang Xiang play with the Tianmo Great Method before, but whether it was from quality or performance, it was simply as childish as a child playing with mud.

  But in an instant, the dark clouds of demonic energy that filled the sky vanished as if it were the end of the world. With his eyesight, he could only see a black-robed figure with their face covered falling from the sky. Without the demonic energy filling the air, the black-robed figure's aura was even more overwhelming. As if the true heavenly demon had descended, he landed on the throne in the center.

  Just as Lei Dong was about to kneel down and worship, he suddenly felt a divine thought that had fallen onto him, cold and refreshing, with an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Although the divine thought only lingered for a few breaths before quietly retreating, in that instant, Lei Dong's entire body began to tremble violently. He lifted his head and gazed intensely at the rapidly approaching Tian Mo.

  His half-bent legs slowly straightened under his strong willpower.

  "It's really her!" Lei Dong's heart was violently trembling after he finally got a clear look at her appearance. Although she had covered her face and was at least dozens of feet away from him, with his sharp eyesight and the deep impression she had left on his heart, he immediately recognized her completely, and even felt the fiery body under her icy black robe.

  How is it possible? How can she be the Tianmo? Tianmo, how can it possibly be her? Leidong would have never thought that the woman who had a wild and crazy night with him, the woman he had been intimate with, would actually be...

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