Demonic Chaos Fiend Mantra.
Was it the most powerful sect in the Northern Dark Dao Continent, the Nightmare Demon Sect, from a thousand years ago?!
He remembered that the Nightmare Demon Disorder Fiend Art was a top-grade saint-tier divine ability.
However, after the destruction of the Nightmare Demon Sect, this spell also disappeared from everyone's eyes.
When he thought about the extremely precious saint-tier divine power in front of him, and it was even a top-grade one at that.
Wu Rong's body trembled slightly.
However, he wanted to get closer, but he hesitated.
What if this was a trap?
He knew quite a bit about the records of Daoist Ghost Venerable in the books.
One of them was Daoist Ghost Zun, who liked to steal people's bodies. Who knew if what Daoist Ghost Zun had said to him was true or not.
Everything was to deceive him.
However, Wu Rong, who had just taken a step back.
His expression darkened.
He suddenly remembered Luo Changge's calm expression not long ago.
He clenched his fists.
"Do you want to try?"
The moment this thought appeared in his mind, he could not get rid of it.
With his current cultivation, he knew very well how big the gap was if he wanted to catch up to Luo Changge.
This was the only shortcut in front of him.
"I heard that the Nightmare Demon Disorder Fiend Art can hide one's evil aura. If this is true, no one will be able to discover that I'm cultivating an evil divine ability even if I return to the Holy Dome Sect."
With his current identity as a legacy disciple, the highest he could come into contact with was a Heaven Rank cultivation technique.
As for the saint-level and above, the scripture depository had not yet been opened to him.
And now, what was in front of him was a top-grade saint-tier weapon!
In the end, Wu Rong made a decision.
In the end, his powerful strength still defeated his rationality.
He approached the scroll.
The moment his hand touched the scroll.
The black evil energy on the scroll surged into Wu Rong's body.
Wu Rong gritted his teeth and endured the heart-wrenching pain.
Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground.
At the same time.
The restriction behind him cracked.
Chang Qingfeng walked in.
The moment he entered.
Chang Qingfeng's pupils constricted.
In front of him, Wu Rong was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
His body was filled with evil qi, and a faint shadow of an evil demon appeared behind him.
"What a powerful evil technique. This is definitely a saint-tier technique!”
Chang Qingfeng thought to himself.
However, he did not make a move.
He then turned around and chose to leave.
Instead of finishing him off on the spot.
It would be better to wait for Wu Reng to return to the sect before making any plans. After all, many elders of the Holy Dome Sect had made a big move to fight over whose mountain range Wu Reng belonged to.
At that time, it would be good for them to wake up.
The prodigy disciple whom he had fought so hard to snatch had actually become a heretic cultivator.
About three days later, Wu Rong returned to the Holy Dome Sect.
"Senior Brother Wu."
"Greetings, Senior Brother Wu."
Wu Rong looked at the disciples of the Holy Dome Sect who were bowing to him and smiled.
"Wow, is this the jade-faced scholar, Senior Brother Wu Rong, of the ten true disciples? He's so handsome.”
"My heart is pounding.”
Listening to the adoration that kept entering his ears.
Wu Rong smiled faintly, feeling a great sense of satisfaction.
However, before he could take a few more steps forward...
A soft voice echoed in his ears.
"I heard that not long ago, senior brother Wu went to challenge the young sect master and was beaten up badly.”
Black lines appeared on Wu Rong's forehead.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
F * ck, he really brought up the pot.
Although Wu Rong was a little resentful, his rationality made him hold it in.
He continued walking forward.
But this time…
An aura appeared in their direction.
"That is the Hall Master of the Discipline Hall, Hall Master Sikong.”
An inner sect disciple looked at Sikong Changming, who was hovering in the air not far away, and asked in surprise.
As for why he was so shocked…
It was because Elder Sikong was basically in seclusion unless there were some important matters.
Just like the year before last, Sikong Changming was absent from the Saint Dome's triennial disciple recruitment ceremony.
Almost all the hall masters had arrived, except for the hall master of the Discipline Hall.
And today, the Hall Master of the Discipline Hall had appeared for the first time.
It was also beyond the expectations of the disciples.
"Could it be that something big is about to happen?”
Just as a disciple finished speaking.
Sikong Changming was hovering in the air.
He turned his cold eyes to Wu Rong.
"You are the core disciple, Wu Rong."
Wu Rong was a little scared by this pair of sharp eyes.
Could it be that the matter of him cultivating evil techniques and divine arts had been discovered?
Soon after.
He denied it in his heart.
It was absolutely impossible! If there really was a flaw, it would have happened when he first entered the Holy Dome Sect.
He should have been sent flying by the activated sect protection array.
The sect protection array of the Sacred Sky Sect had the ability to distinguish between evil energy and ordinary spiritual energy.
Even the grand array could not discover him. This proved that he had concealed the evil aura flawlessly.
"Yes, I am. What's the matter, Hall Master Sikong?"
Wu Rong cupped his hands and said calmly.
" I'm here!" Sikong Changming shouted coldly," Pro-disciple Wu Rong has violated the rules of the Sacred Dome Sect and cultivated evil techniques without permission. I'm here to arrest him!"!!”
The moment he finished speaking.
His voice covered the entire Sacred Dome Sect.
All the inner and outer sects and even the other legacy disciples were shocked.
After hearing this, Wu Rong was completely dumbfounded.
His face was pale.
Suppressing the fear in his heart, he tried his best to calm his voice down," I have never cultivated any evil techniques or divine arts. Please enlighten me, Hall Master Sikong.”
"Whether it's true or not, you'll know once you follow me. If it's fake, my Holy Dome Sect won't malign any disciple.”
Sikong Changming said emotionlessly.
"Alright, I'll do it. I'm willing to go back with Hall Master Sikong to investigate my innocence.”
Wu Rong took a step forward.
"That's for the best. Then follow me.”
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wu Rong, the genius of the Sacred Sky Sect known as the scholar, was taken away by Sikong Changming.
The two of them left.
Following that, countless people were in an uproar.
"F * ck, Senior Brother Wu actually cultivates an evil technique. This is fake, right?”
"Heh. Fake? Did you think that Sikong Clan Leader's expression was fake? Since the sect dared to make such a decision, they must have obtained some important information.”
"Yes, I think so too.”
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