"Brother Wuji, all good things must come to an end.”Jiang Han patted his shoulder.
He could not stay here for too long.
The position of Ming Cult's cult master was still waiting for him to inherit!
Of course, before that, he still had to think of a way to obtain the Heaven and Earth Great Shift.
In the original novel, how did Zhang Wuji sit on the throne of the sect master? Relying on his charisma? Nonsense!
That was achieved by fighting!
In the battle at Light Summit, Zhang Wuji's performance was very eye-catching. With the Nine Yang Scripture and the Heaven and Earth Great Shift, he was in the limelight.
In addition, the Ming Cult was in a precarious situation and urgently needed a Sect Leader who could preside over the administration and stabilize the hearts of the people. That was why Zhang Wuji was asked to drive the ducks.
Of course, Zhang Wuji's identity was also crucial.
His grand master was Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang Sect, his grandfather was Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King, and his foster father was the Guardian of Ming Cult, Golden Fur Lion King. He had hooked up with the daughter of the Left Emissary, Yang Xiao, and practiced the Heaven and Earth Great Shift, which only the Cult Master was qualified to practice. He was equivalent to half a successor of the deceased Cult Master Yang.
All kinds of coincidences gave Zhang Wuji the chance to ascend to the throne of the Ming Cult's cult master.
Otherwise, with his personality, it would be strange if he could sit firmly on the position of sect master!
Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment. He pursed his lips and felt that it was very sudden." Brother Jiang, you're leaving?”
"Yes, I have something urgent to attend to.”
Jiang Han nodded and did not say anything else.
Time waited for no one.
Right now, a violent conflict was brewing in the Western Regions. This matter was enough to affect the entire martial arts world.
The six great sects from the Central Plains were rushing to the Western Regions, preparing to besiege Light Summit and capture the higher-ups of the Ming Cult, the so-called " Demon Cult ", in one fell swoop, eliminating any future troubles!
The main force of this siege on Light Summit was led by the Five Mountain Sword Sect, Shaolin Sect, Kongtong Sect, Kunlun Sect, Emei Sect, and Wudang Sect. The rest of the martial arts aristocratic families and many medium-sized sects were responsible for strengthening their influence.
He knew very well that the six great sects were only good at talking. What they said about 'enforcing justice on behalf of the heaven', and' upholding justice 'were all empty words. Each of them had ulterior motives!
It was nothing more than planning to take advantage of the situation and disintegrate the Ming Cult.
These few years, Xie Xun had fled overseas, the Ming Cult Master Yang Dingtian had mysteriously disappeared, and the White-Browed Eagle King had established another sect. The middle and upper echelons of the cult were fighting for themselves, and the lower echelons were mixed with the good and bad. There was no one to restrain them, and they wantonly fought with the other sects.
The Ming Cult, which had become a thorn in the side of the Chinese server's martial arts world, was rapidly declining in strength. It had long become a piece of fat meat that everyone envied.
If not for the fact that they were afraid of the Ming Cult's large number of disciples and were worried that they would not be able to control the casualties if they were to start a war lightly, the six great sects would have come to challenge the Ming Cult alone!
Now, thanks to the help of the Emei Sect's Mistress Annihilation, the Chinese server's martial artists had long been thirsty.?
"Okay, then. The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever.”
Zhang Wuji guessed that Jiang Han's martial arts were superb and he should be a big shot in the Ming Cult. Now that he had stayed in this valley for more than a month, it was inevitable that he had delayed many matters.
Lu Kun nodded and let out a long whistle. His figure floated out like a fleeting light and shadow, and in the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred feet away.
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The atmosphere in the Ming Cult's Light Summit Main Hall was extremely solemn.
"Report!"
Before he arrived, the messenger disciple's loud voice was heard in the hall.
"Banner Envoy of the Five Elements led 3,000 disciples to fight the enemy, injuring more than 1,000 disciples and killing more than 300! Banner Envoy of the Five Elements had ordered the disciples to retreat 300 miles and rest for the time being!”
"Report! The White-Browed Eagle King led the Heavenly Eagle Cult to reinforce our cult and fought against the Kunlun Sect. He killed one of their elders and heavily injured two of their true disciples!”
"Report! The Green-Winged Bat King sneaked an attack on the Emei Sect and instantly killed three of Mistress Annihilation's disciples. It was unable to retreat in time and was lightly injured!”
"Report! Five loose disciples, please reply to our disciples. We will return to Light Summit in a few days and attack the enemy together!”
Yang Xiao sat in the first seat on the upper left. His expression was a little ugly as he said in a deep voice,"Everyone, let's discuss how to deal a heavy blow to the invading enemy!”
The six great sects came in a menacing manner. Judging from the battle between the Ming Cult disciples and the Chinese server's martial artists, they were almost forced to retreat!
If it wasn't for the White-browed Eagle King's resolute decision to lead the Heavenly Eagle Cult's disciples to reinforce them and the Green-winged Bat King's occasional attacks on the six great sects, the six great sects would have already reached the foot of Light Summit Mountain.
"What's there to discuss? If we die, our eggs will face the sky. If we don't die for tens of thousands of years, we'll fight them head-on!”
"Hunchback Wu is right. If the chicken falls, the bowl will have a big scar!”
"Motherf * cker! Whoever is cowardly has no balls!"
"There's nothing to discuss. We'll deal with whatever comes our way. Our Ming Cult's experts have returned one after another. It's not like we don't have the strength to fight!”
Yang Xiao looked at the indignant crowd and sighed in his heart.
Even though the Ming Cult's elites had returned one after another, their chances of winning against the Chinese server's martial arts world forces were still too slim!
He knew very well that the Ming Cult did not have many cards to play!
On the contrary, the alliance of Chinese martial arts factions had yet to make a real move, but the unstoppable momentum that they were displaying right now had already shaken the hearts of many of the disciples.?
After Cult Master Yang went missing, no one in the entire Ming Cult managed to break through to the grandmaster realm. The two white-browed eagle kings who were at the peak of Xiantian ninth stage were already old, and the golden-furred lion king had fled far away. He was the only Xiantian eighth stage martial artist left to keep up appearances.
The Ming Cult was already the only faction in the entire integrated martial arts world that did not have a grandmaster-level expert overseeing them!
The Ming Cult had been entrenched in the Western Regions for many years, and their wealth was enough to make people drool!
The middle and higher-ups of the Ming Cult present were determined to fight to the death, but who could guarantee that the lower-level disciples would die for the Ming Cult?
Everyone pushed the wall down!
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