Chapter 1622: The Grand Shaman of the Great Void

As a trusted confidant of Shangzhang, the cultivator was slightly surprised. The things Shang Zhang left behind were mysterious. It was said that they were treasures left behind for the heir. For example, the next Master of Shang Zhang Hall or a cultivation genius who would become Shang Zhang’s disciple.

Shang Zhang continued to stay in the hall alone. He only made a move to the Runic Hall when the flying chariot was ready.

Alas, Xuanyi Palace’s Runic Hall refused to grant access to the people from Shang Zhang Hall so the passage was blocked.

Out of desperation, Shang Zhang had no choice but to fly across the mountains and rivers to Xuanyi Palace. Regardless of the distance, he still had to make this trip. He had to pay back the debt he owed.

…

At the same time, there was a huge commotion in the northern region of the Great Void.

As one of the ten halls, Xuan Meng Hall was once like the sun in the sky in ancient times. It was extremely glorious. After the land split, Xuan Meng Hall joined forces with the other nine halls to take down the Unholy One and his followers. At that time, the Master of Xuan Meng Hall perished during the battle with the Unholy One. The world praised Xuan Meng for his sacrifice and achievement, and a monument was erected in his memory so the world would remember his glorious past.

Alas, the past would always remain in the past. No matter how glorious Xuan Meng Hall was, without its master, it would eventually fall behind.

In the sky south of Xuan Meng Hall, rows of flying chariots hovered in the air. These flying chariots radiated power and were arranged in an orderly manner.

A large number of cultivators hovered around the flying chariots. They were Silver Guards and cultivators from the Sacred Temple.

No one knew why there were so many cultivators.

Inside a hall, a thin old man with a gloomy aura stood with his hands on his back as he looked at the young man standing in front of him. After a long time, he finally asked, “You’re Qi Sheng, the young man favored by the Temple Master of the Sacred Temple?”

Qi Sheng smiled and cupped his fists together at the old man as he said, “I didn’t expect that even Senior Wu Zu has heard of me. I’m embarrassed.”

“Why did you come to my Xuan Meng Hall in such a grand manner?”

This old man with a wizened face was the Grand Shaman of the Great Void, Wu Zui.

Qi Sheng replied, “I heard that Xuan Meng Hall sent someone to Shang Zhang Hall to look for a new commander. I came to say hello.”

“Say hello?” Wu Zu said, “You’re already the Commander of Tu Wei Hall so you don’t have the qualifications to participate in the competition.”

Qi Sheng shook his head. “I’m not interested in the position of Commander of Xuan Meng Hall.”

“Then why are you here?” Wu Zu said in a low voice, “Don’t think that you can act presumptuously just because the Silver Guards and the experts from the Sacred Temple are here.”

“I’m here for two reasons,” Qi Sheng said calmly, “First, in consideration of the great contributions Xuan Meng Hall made to the Great Void, I came to visit the hall and Senior Wu Zu on behalf of the temple.”

“What’s the second reason?” Wu Zu asked.

“You’ll have to wait a little longer for the second reason.”

“Wait?” Wu Zu looked at Qi Sheng and said, “Do you think you can use a chicken feather as an arrow to pressure me? What kind of place do you think Xuan Meng Hall is?”

“Senior Wu Zui, you must be joking,” Qi Sheng said, “Who doesn’t know that you’re the only grand shaman in the Great Void and that your cultivation is extremely profound? How would I, a junior, dare to act so presumptuously?”

“Take your men with you and leave,” Wu Zu said with a flick of his sleeve before saying to his subordinate, “See the guest out.”

The cultivators of Xuan Meng Hall surrounded Qi Sheng immediately.

At this moment, someone flew over from one of the flying chariots to Qi Sheng’s side and whispered in his ears. His eyes widened slightly before he looked at Wu Zu and said, “It seems like there’s another matter

Take your men over there and leave. See our guest out.”

Wu Zu stood up and flicked his sleeves.

The cultivators from Chenmeng Hall surrounded him.

At that moment, a person alighted from the flying carriage in the sky and quickly came to Qi Sheng’s side. He whispered a few words into Qi Sheng’s ear.

Qi Sheng’s eyes opened slightly. He looked at Wu Zu and said, “As I said, I have two reasons for coming to Xuan Meng Hall.”

“Speak.” Wu Zu was beginning to feel impatient.

“I came to take your head.”

“…”

It was as silent as a graveyard in the hall.

In the Xuan Meng Hall, no one dared to show disrespect to Wu Zu. Even in the Great Void, he was revered by tens of thousands of people. In his opinion, those capable of taking his head had not been born, and no one had the courage to do so now. He was not angry. Instead, he carefully studied the young man in front of him who seemed to be sick in the head. However, he could not see anything wrong. On the contrary, he saw sharpness, confidence, and murderous intent in the young man’s eyes.

Wu Zu asked, “Is this the Sacred Temple’s order?”

In Wu Zu’s opinion, Tu Wei Hall would not have the courage to provoke Xuan Meng Hall. Considering Qi Sheng’s identity, this had to be the Sacred Temple’s doing.

Qi Sheng nodded.

“Do you think you have the capability to do so?” Wu Zu asked.

“I don’t, but the… Sacred Temple does,” Qi Sheng said slowly, still maintaining a respectful attitude.

Wu Zu said expressionlessly, “Newborn calves are unafraid of tigers.”

At the same time, a ball of black gas appeared in Wu Zu’s hand. At the same time, energy from his body began to ripple out.

Qi Sheng was not afraid or nervous. Instead, he said, “What’s the rush? Don’t you want to know the reason, Senior Wu Zu?”

Indeed, Wu Zu really wanted to know the reason. After all, Xuan Meng Hall was one of the ten halls, if they were going to kill him, they had to give him a reason, right?

Qi Sheng crossed his arms and said confidently, “Everyone knows about Xuan Meng Hall’s achievements. Hence, the Sacred Temple isn’t targeting Xuan Meng Hall but Senior Wu Zu.”

“Me?”

Qi Sheng brought out a talisman and ignited it with two fingers. Following that, a black mark fell from the sky and struck the ground. He said, “You should be more familiar with this mark than I am.”

Wu Zu frowned upon seeing the mark. He clenched his hand, and the mass of black gas disappeared.

Qi Sheng brought a piece of paper with strange and mysterious symbols before he said again, “What’s on this paper is an ancient forbidden technique. You should also be more familiar with it than I am.”

“…”

Finally, Wu Zu asked in a deep voice, “What do all these have to do with me?”

Qi Sheng lit up the piece of paper before he said with a smile, “Senior, just listen to me. I’m only responsible for making statements. I won’t accept any rebuttals or explanations.”

Then, Qi Sheng brought a huge scroll. It was a map of Xuan Meng Hall’s territory. He said, “Darkness converges here from all directions in the Great Void. The Sacred Temple said that his map cannot be kept so I’ll destroy it for you.”

With a clap of his hands, Qi Sheng reduced the map to dust.

At this time, Wu Zu’s expression finally changed, revealing anger and shock.

Qi Sheng raised his head and said, “I just received news that Wu Xing is now a prisoner of Shang Zhang Hall, and his limbs have been broken.”

Wu Zu’s eyes widened as he bellowed, “Say that again!”

Qi Sheng did not repeat himself. He continued to say, “The Sacred Temple already knows about it.”

“You…” Wu Zu’s expression stiffened before he asked suspiciously, “Are you really the Commander of Tu Wei Hall?”

Qi Sheng said clearly and slowly, “I’m Qi Sheng, the new Commander of Tu Wei Hall, and I’m here to take your head.”

Qi Sheng continued to say with a confident smile, “I won’t repeat myself. I know senior must wish to kill me, but it won’t solve the problem. Moreover, you can’t kill me.”

“Ha! You really know how to brag!” Wu Zu scoffed.

Qi Sheng continued to say, “Everyone has to pay for what they’ve done. Heaven is above, and hell is below. It has always been like this, and it’ll always be like this.”

“With those reasons alone? They’re not enough,” Wu Zu said.