Chapter 5494
After all, the Fourth Palace Master had always been helping him, so Kai didn’t want to see anything happen to the Fourth Palace Master.
Yun Miao Xianzun looked at Kai’s expression and said in horror, “I’ve told you everything I know. As for the Third Palace Master’s affairs, I’m just a small steward of the Sixth Palace. There’s no way I could know that.”
“Yes!” Kai nodded!
He also knew that Yun Miao Xianzun couldn’t possibly know about the Third Palace Master’s affairs. It was impossible for a small minion of his to know such an extremely secret matter.
Kai raised his hand and a beam of fire appeared. Before Yun Miao Xianzun could react, he was already surrounded by the fire.
Screams rang out. Li Qingshan and others were extremely excited when they saw this scene.
If Yun Miao Xianzun died, then they would be completely liberated.
After killing Immortal Venerable Yunmiao, Kai looked at Li Qingshan and said, “Fellow Daoist, take your men and gather all the refined immortal stones from the Yuande Realm. I will use them for my cultivation.”
“Don’t mine or refine the remaining spirit stones at random. After all, you need them for your cultivation.”
Li Qingshan and his companions were not immortals, so they couldn’t absorb the immortal energy within the immortal stones for cultivation. They could only absorb spiritual energy.
Once they broke through the celestial realm and reached the Scattered Immortal Realm, they would be able to absorb immortal energy.
“I will follow the Immortal Venerable’s orders…”
Li Qingshan nodded hurriedly.
Soon, Li Qingshan and his men began to collect the refined immortal stones for Kai.
As for the demon cultivators, Kai didn’t exterminate them all. He knew that if the demons were wiped out, the Yuande Realm would only be populated by humans and beastmen, and war between these two races would inevitably ensue.
What the Yuande Realm needed now was balance among the three races. Once this balance was disturbed, war would ensue.
While Kai waited in the Yuande Realm for the collection to be displayed, Hu Mazi had already been inquiring about the Evil Dao Palace in the Seventh Heaven.
At this moment, on the edge of the seventh heaven, there is a mysterious city shrouded in gray fog all year round – Black Wind City.
This place seemed forgotten by the world. The streets were filled with an oppressive atmosphere, and the pedestrians were as sparse as the scattered stars in the night sky.
Even the vendors hawking their wares were wrapped in thick black robes, as if this could insulate them from the dangers of the outside world.
They spoke in low voices, fearing to disturb the danger lurking in the shadows.
Hu Mazi, holding the few immortal stones he had brought from the Sixth Heaven, huddled in the corner of a dilapidated teahouse.
Although Hu Mazi had regained his strength, upon reaching the Seventh Heaven, he realized that his strength was at the lowest level.
Hu Mazi dared not be careless. His eyes revealed vigilance and anxiety, and his ears were perked up, not missing a single sound in the teahouse.
He had been lurking here for three full days, with a single purpose: to learn about the Seventh Heaven’s Evil Dao Hall.
Hu Mazi didn’t dare to ask anyone casually, fearing he would be targeted, so he had to resort to this method to gather information.
He held the “Concealment Talisman” tightly in his hand. This talisman was his only protection at the moment. It could temporarily block the aura of his cultivation and give him more hope of survival in this dangerous environment.
“Bang!”
A loud noise broke the dullness in the teahouse.
The door of the teahouse was kicked open, and a burly man with a hideous scar on his face walked in. Behind him followed two monks who were also wearing black robes, exuding a gloomy aura.
Hu Mazi immediately lowered his head and pretended to be calm, but his fingers secretly clasped the talisman in his arms, ready to deal with any possible danger.
“Boss, give me a pot of the strongest wine!”
Scarface shouted loudly, slamming a bulging purse on the table.
The crisp sound of immortal stones colliding came from the purse, which was particularly harsh in this quiet teahouse.