Chapter 2112

The old man asked the question, but several disciples of the Qingyang Temple didn’t know how to answer.

The chubby junior disciple and the green-faced senior disciple have already fainted and didn’t see the scene of the projection of that powerful being. And deacon Tao is still there muttering in a trance. The remaining two with the first level of the Dao Source Realm simply can’t say a reason.

“Are you all dumb?” Seeing this, the octogenarian old man couldn’t help but snorted coldly, with an unhappy expression on his face.

What are you doing, Tao Ming? Beside him, a middle-aged man with the first level of the Emperor Venerable Realm looked at deacon Tao and frowned and shouted in a low voice.

That shout entered Tao’s ears, like a big hammer hitting his atrium. With a sudden shock a mysterious force was transmitted, making Tao Ming open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. However, after this, Tao Ming’s dispersed eyes finally refocused, and the panic emotion was also calmed down.

He looked around blankly. After seeing the octogenarian old man and others, his body trembled, and he shouted loudly： “Your subordinate has met the deputy palace master and all the elders and protectors！”

“Don’t be wordy！” The middle-aged man who had awakened Tao Ming with the soul secret technique shouted in a low voice. “Tell me, what exactly happened here and who has come here？”

“Who came here…” Tao Ming muttered to himself. Suddenly, the terrifying scene just now emerged in his mind, and he remembered the scene where the token turned into powder and flowed through his fingertips. His face turned pale with fright, and he directly knelt down on the ground in horror and said, “Please spare my life, my lords! I didn’t mean it!”

Seeing this, the octogenarian slowly shook his head.

“Let me do it！” On the other side, a girl who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old suddenly spoke.

Of course, she only looked young, but she was a genuine Emperor Venerable Realm powerhouse. No one knew what mysterious power she had used, but her body was so strangely suspended in the air. As she spoke, she slowly drifted in front of Tao Ming.

Her expression was as gentle as water. She stretched out a slender and delicate hand and patted Tao Ming’s head from a distance, saying, “Don’t be afraid. Just tell us what you have seen and heard truthfully！”

As soon as these words were spoken, Tao Ming’s trembling body and panic seemed to be soothed by something and they immediately became calm.

His eyes looked slightly dull into the void and he opened his mouth and said, “Reporting to all the adults, the matter is like this…”

He didn’t exaggerate or fan the flames. He truthfully told everything that had happened before in great detail.

Yang Kai watched on with a heart full of dread. He knew that the young girl-like Emperor Senior Stage expert must have used some sort of Soul Secret Technique. This Soul Secret Technique should be the type that could guide Tao Ming to tell the truth, but wouldn’t damage the other party’s soul.

When he heard that a strange figure had descended from the sky, the old man in his twilight years finally shouted in a low voice, “What did that person look like? Explain it clearly！”

Tao Ming said, “I couldn’t see clearly. The person who came was wearing a wide-brimmed hat that covered their face, but their clothes were extremely strange. Clearly a man, yet he was wearing a gaudy long shirt…”

Upon hearing this, the old man’s expression changed, and he asked in surprise, “What about the token? What did it look like?”

Tao Ming described it truthfully.

The old man fell silent and didn’t speak for a long time.

The middle-aged man looked at the old man in his twilight years with a strange expression and asked, “Vice Hall Master Qiu, do you know who this person is？”

The others also looked at the old man curiously, wanting him to give an answer.

The old man didn’t seem to want to answer. Instead, he looked at Yang Kai and Qin Zhaoyang.

It was only at this moment that someone finally looked towards Yang Kai and Qin Zhaoyang for the first time.

Neither of them dared to be negligent and quickly clenched their fists and saluted.

The old man nodded faintly and asked, “Was that token brought by you two？”

Qin Zhaoyang said, “Reporting to the sir, the token was indeed brought by this humble one.

“Good！” said the old man, and said lightly, “Come with me. This is not a place to talk！”

After saying that, the old man rolled up his sleeve robe. The next moment, Yang Kai and Qin Zhaoyang felt a gentle force wrap them up, and then they flew forward involuntarily, closely following the old man.

The other Emperor Senior Realm cultivators looked at each other and also followed the old man.

It was only after everyone had left for a long time that Tao Ming seemed to come back to his senses. His body trembled, his eyes showed a look of horror, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

“Deacon Tao!” The other two Dao Source Realm cultivators quickly stepped forward and nervously paid attention to him.

“I’m fine！” Tao Ming said with lingering fear, waving his hand. “Fortunately, Lord Chen Qian showed mercy. Otherwise… I would have become an idiot！”

However, when he thought of the crucial token being destroyed in his hands, Tao Ming felt very uneasy in his heart, fearing that the Sect ‘s high-level would blame him for the mistake he had made！

……

On the main peak of the Qingyang Temple, the Ten Thousand Saints Peak.

In front of the palace, Yang Kai and Qin Zhaoyang stood there, looking at each other in dismay.

There was not a single guard at the entrance of this palace. After the old man brought the two of them here, he threw them here and ignored them. As for the others, they all entered the palace at once.

There are many restrictions arranged inside the palace, and the main gate is tightly closed. With the strength of Yang Kai and Qin Zhaoyang, they simply can’t pry into anything.

Although the two of them haven’t been restricted in any way, they simply don’t dare to act rashly and can only stand there obediently.

“Brother Yang, you say…” Qin Zhaoyang spoke up with some unease.

“It won’t be！” Before he could finish, Yang Kai knew what he was worried about and said with a faint smile, “If they really wanted to do something to us, they would have already taken action. How could we have had a chance to resist？ Bringing us here and then leaving us outside the door, it seems… they themselves also need to discuss before making a decision！ From what I heard those people talk just now, it seems that many people don’t know who the owner of that token really is！”

“Qin has still not been able to figure out who he is!” Qin Zhaoyang said chagrin ly.

“It’s normal not to know.” Yang Kai smiled slightly. “But an ordinary Third-Order Emperor Venerable might not have the ability to make the Azure Sun Temple so afraid. That person…”

“Brother Yang means…” Hearing him say this, Qin Zhaoyang also suddenly thought of a possibility and exclaimed in a low voice, “One of those ten adults？”

“Most likely so！” Yang Kai nodded.

“Hiss…” Qin Zhaoyang took a deep breath in surprise and couldn’t believe that he had actually come into direct contact with such a legendary figure.

……

Inside the palace, a person was sitting in the upper position, wearing a purple shirt, with a dignified expression and a profound aura like the sea. This person was exactly the master of Qingyang Temple, a strong person at the third level of Emperor Respect Realm, Wen Zishan.

And the elderly man and other Emperor Respect Realm experts that Yang Kai had seen before had also come to this great hall, each holding their breath and listening intently as the elderly man reported the information obtained to Wen Zishan.

“The token, the man in the flowery shirt…” Wen Zishan smiled upon hearing this. His smile wasn’t particularly good-looking, but it seemed to possess a strange charm. As his smile bloomed, the entire palace seemed to brighten for an instant.

“Palace Master, have you thought of something？” the elderly man asked.

“Old Qiu.” Wen Zishan didn’t have the slightest appearance of a palace master. His address to the deputy palace master Qiu Ran in front of everyone was also extremely casual, which made the green veins on the elderly man’s forehead twitch violently. Instead, the others couldn’t help but smile slightly.

Even the ice-cold Gao Xueting had a slight curve on the corner of her mouth.

“Since you’ve thought of it yourself, why ask me…” Wen Zishan said as he reached out and picked up a bunch of spiritual fruits beside him, held them above his head, opened his mouth and bit down one, then opened his mouth and bit down another… His mouth was full of saliva！

“Palace Master！” Qiu Ran couldn’t help but shout in a low voice.

“Alright, alright.” Wen Zishan replied with a mouthful, put down the uneaten spirit fruit in his hand, clapped his hands, and stood up, saying, “In this world, who else would engrave a beggar on one side and a jade girl on the other side of the token symbolizing their identity？ And who else would walk around the market in such tasteless clothes？ There is only one answer…”

In the main hall, everyone held their breath and focused their attention on Wen Zishan.

At this moment, Wen Zishan’s temperament suddenly changed. His eyes were as sharp as a sword, as if they could pierce through the void. He said in a deep voice, “Wandering in the mundane world, playing in the human realm…”

“The Red Dust Great Emperor！” Gao Xueting suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

“Oh？ Little Xueting is very smart. You guessed it right away.” Wen Zishan looked in the direction where Gao Xueting was, and the previous majestic side suddenly disappeared completely, revealing a bright smile. He said softly, “What reward do you want？ Uncle can satisfy you.”

Gao Xueting’s mouth twitched slightly and said, “Hall Master, please respect yourself！ I’m not the little girl I was back then. I’m already past the age of asking for rewards！ And… I’m already over two hundred years old！”

“Two hundred years old… still very young.” Wen Zishan smiled and said with some disappointment, “I still like the way you were when you were a child. Now that you’ve grown up, you’re so cold…”

“Hmph！” Gao Xueting snorted coldly and turned her head aside, showing an expression of “not bothering to pay attention to you”.

“Lord Hall Master, let’s get to the point！” The blue veins on Qiu Ran’s forehead were beating even more violently, looking rather on the verge of losing patience, and his robe was fluttering without wind.

“Alright, alright.” Hearing this, Wen Zishan changed his face and said indifferently again： “The Red Dust Great Emperor is the most mysterious one among the Ten Great Emperor Venerables. The old thing has always been elusive, like a dragon that shows its head but not its tail.

“The old thing…”

All the Emperor Venerable Realm experts were suddenly shocked, and their faces twitched one by one.

The Ten Great Emperor Venerables, what kind of figures they are. In the mouth of their own Hall Master, they actually became the old thing…

“Lord Hall Master, is it okay to call him like this？ What if that adult finds out…” A middle-aged man interrupted in horror.

Wen Zishan smiled and said： “Don’t look at the old thing’s appearance, but in fact he is still very good. He won’t get angry because of such a small matter…”

He casually explained a few words and then continued: “And his Red Dust Order has been seen by very few people. Even among the Emperor Venerable Realm experts, few people know what the Red Dust Order actually looks like. However… I happen to know. On the front is a picture of a jade girl emerging from the water and on the back is a picture of a beggar begging. Moreover… the material of the token can be seen everywhere and is by no means a precious thing.

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