709 Ten Thousand Soul Lamp Room (2/2)
”Three hours ago Weishan was wiped out, three hours later Wenyi Temple and Linya, two Spirit Realm experts fell...”
”In other words, the same power killed them?”
”No, it should be the same person! You all think it is the Gantian Monster King?”
”Monster Sword Zong Shou?”
”This person's sword path is unrivaled, how is he only a monster? It is impossible for it to be him. Three hours ago he wiped out a sect and then killed Linya and Xiyue, that seems a little too exaggerated!”
”With Xiyue and Linya dead, the few hundred at Wenyi Temple probably didn't survive it either!”
”Don't forget that there is a Guansheng Mountain between them. Since both of them couldn't defend against him, then Guanling Sect probably suffered too?”
”Speaking of which, while we all are feeling gleeful about being able to wipe out Gantian Mountain, the Ruler went alone on a killing spree in Central Continent? He wiped out at least two large sects under us?”
The discussion calmed down as everyone looked upward at Wu Xu.
Weishan Sect and Wenyi Temple weren't Shrines or Spiritual Houses. However, because they weren't, Vast Habitat could control them and they were one of the supporting pillars.
The deaths of these two sects were naturally his responsibility and his fault.
They were waiting for Wu Xu to answer. What the Daoling Vast Habitat did next was up to this Palace Head.
The disciple from Weishan Sect was already held down by those on duty and dragged down.
The room became silent once more. Just at that moment, two more Spiritual Talismans landed.
It was still that green-robed Taoist near the door who picked it. His gaze fluctuating, dark and indiscernible as he looked toward Wu Xu with a profound expression.
”It isn't impossible, we have confirmed news! At 7:30 today, Wenyi Temple was trampled with no one left alive. The only thing is we don't know who did it...”
Their guesses were proven as the people within the room held their breaths once more.
One of them turned ashen white, panic appearing in his eyes and cold sweat covering his forehead.
When the others saw this, they weren't surprised.
He was the head of Pushan Temple. His name was Wujue and he was from the same generation as Wuji. His sect was ranked 43rd in the Taoist Faction and had some position within the Daoling Vast Habitat.
Along with a few other small sects it was the head of the power in the region, which was why he had the right to be within the Ten Thousand Soul Lamp Room.
Everyone here knew that Pushan Temple was just 5,000 miles away from Wenyi Mountain.
Even if Spirit Realm Cultivators didn't use Magical Artifacts, they would need two hours to reach there.
He couldn't take it anymore as he stood up, bowing toward Wu Xu.
”Palace Head! No matter who it is, they are a huge enemy of our Taoist Faction! Please make a decision to wipe out this culprit!”
Wu Xu looked over at Wujue, he didn't reply and just swept at the people within the room.
”I remember that the nearest sect to Wenyi Mountain is Wuwei Temple?”
”That's right! Linggui Island Wuwei Temple is 1,300 miles away!”
Wu Xu didn't speak, he brought his hand down and instantly a giant blue mirror flew down from the skies above Daoling Vast Habitat.
It entered the lamp room.
Wu Xu touched it with his hand and then his eyes gazed around.
”Brothers, please help me!”