Wu Zu remained calm. He even smiled.

Qi Sheng was not surprised by Wu Zu’s reactions in the slightest. He had expected this.

Wu Zu did not refute or make excuses. Instead, he clapped his hands and said sincerely, “You’re truly a talent. Wise beyond your years.”

“You flatter me.”

Wu Zu continued to say, “Unfortunately, smart people don’t live long in this world. I don’t care how you found out about these things, but you must understand one thing: the Sacred Temple can’t kill me, and you’re going to die here. By the way, the reasons you listed… are still not enough.”

Wu Zu naturally would not accept his fate easily.

Qi Sheng said tonelessly, “Since the reasons aren’t enough, let’s make up for it with our fists.” Then, he snapped his fingers before he added, “Senior Wu Zu, cherish your last moments.”

Then, Qi Sheng turned around and walked out.

Just as Qi Sheng was about to reach the entrance, Wu Zu raised his hand and said icily, “Die.”

A black palm seal shot toward Qi Sheng’s back. At the critical moment, a golden avatar appeared and blocked the huge black palm seal.

A bald cultivator appeared above the golden avatar. He smiled and said lazily, “You all really know how to talk nonsense. I was quite worried I wouldn’t be able to make a move with all that talking.”

“Zui Chan?”

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Avatars appeared one after another in the Dao hall.

Realization dawned on Wu Zu. “The Four Supreme of the Sacred Temple?”

Then, Wu Zu began to cackle. “Ming Xin, you really think highly of me!”

“Wu Zu, it’s best if you don’t resist for the sake of the whole world and for the sake of your poor descendants,” Zui Chan drank a cup of wine as he said seriously, “Put down your knife and repent. Amitabha.”

Wu Zu said in a deep voice, “Back then, the battle with the Unholy One shocked the world. Today, I’ll take on the four supremes. We still don’t know who will win. Don’t be so certain of your victory.”

Wu Zu looked very confident. Black gas surged out of his body, looking like a black dragon.

“The Unholy One was different. He was strong, but you… you’re not worthy!” Zui Chan said.

The other supremes appeared.

At the same time, golden light flashed above the Dao hall before it descended, suppressing everything.

Upon seeing this, Wu Zu said in a trembling voice, “T-the, the Scales of Justice?!”

…

There was no magnificent or earth-shattering battle. There was only a bright pillar of light that illuminated Xuan Meng Hall.

Qi Sheng, who was hovering in the sky, looked at Xuan Meng Hall expressionlessly.

The pillar of light was unprecedentedly bright. It seemed to contain untold powers, filling the entire Xuan Meng Hall.

In the area within a radius of 3,000 miles around Xuan Meng Hall, all cultivators looked up at the golden sky.

Qi Sheng looked at the pillar of light for a long time before he said tonelessly, “You brought this upon yourself.”

At this moment, a person around Qi Sheng’s age appeared next to him. The person bowed and asked, “Weren’t you afraid Wu Zu would kill you?”

“He wouldn’t be able to kill me,” Qi Sheng replied.

“Oh.”

Another 15 minutes passed, and the pillar of light dissipated. The Four Supremes of the Sacred Temple and the Scales of Justice had done their job.

Wu Zu, the only Grand Shaman of the Great Void, fell just like that.

The entire place was silent.

…

Half a day later.

In Xuanyi Palace’s Dark Hall.

Everyone from the Evil Sky Pavilion greeted Little Yuan’er and Conch.

Little Yuan’er and Conch greeted everyone happily in return.

It was very lively.

Xuanyi looked at everyone and said with a sigh, “I didn’t expect that girl’s life to be so bitter. Fortunately, you took her in. Otherwise…”

Lu Zhou nodded. “Fate is like that. Perhaps, the heavens are toying with us.”

Xuanyi asked, confused, “Why didn’t you kill Wu Xing?”

Lu Zhou replied, “There are some things that don’t need me to personally intervene. If that Shang Zhang has even a little conscience, he’ll know what to do.”

“You’re right,” Xuanyi said. Then, he added worriedly, “If the Xuan Meng Hall comes, what does Pavilion Master Lu intend to do?”

“I’ve never thought much about Xuan Meng Hall. It was the same 100,000 years ago, and it’s the same now,” Lu Zhou replied.

At present, perhaps, only Wu Zu was a match for Lu Zhou. The others were no match for him at all. Moreover, Wu Zu was severely injured by the Unholy One 100,000 years ago and had been in decline.

At this moment, a cultivator rushed over. He bowed and said, “Your Majesty, things aren’t looking good.”

“Speak.”

“The Grand Shaman of the Great Void, Wu Zu… He, he’s gone,” the cultivator said.

“What?!” Xuanyi exclaimed in surprise.

“Wu Zu is dead!” the cultivator said in a more direct manner.

“When did this happen?” Xuanyi asked.

“Six hours ago.”

“What happened? Tell me everything you know,” Xuanyi said.

“It’s said that the Sacred Temple condemned Wu Zu for committing heinous crimes, reaping thousands of lives, planned the Fatal Fission at Great Rift Valley, and plotted to wipe out the human race. He tried to use forbidden techniques to break the shackles of heaven and earth. The temple has also released news that Wu Zu was like the Unholy One. He had to be killed and forever condemned by the masses.”

“…”

An awkward expression appeared on Xuanyi’s face when he heard the last few sentences. He hurriedly said, “Nonsense. Wu Zu is Wu Zu. How can he be compared to the Unholy One?”

The cultivator was puzzled by Xuanyi’s reaction.

Lu Zhou asked curiously, “Why did the Sacred Temple suddenly heap these charges on Wu Zu and sentenced him to death?”

“I don’t know. It’s said that the Sacred Temple sent a large number of cultivators to Xuan Meng Hall. Wu Zu’s head is hung at the top of the main hall in Xuan Meng Hall to serve as a warning to others.”

Xuanyi sighed. “It’d be too easy for the Sacred Temple to deal with him. However, why did they only attack him now?”

There were too many questions Xuanyi did not have answers to.

Lu Zhou asked, “Who killed Wu Zu?”

“I heard it’s the Four Supremes of the Sacred Temple. However, there are no witnesses. This is just hearsay.”

Xuanyi said, “Oh? Wu Zu was just a great divine king; it’s really amazing that the four supremes were sent out to deal with him.”

“He was a grand shaman, after all. He had many strange and dark tricks up his sleeve,” Lu Zhou said.

“You’re right,” Xuanyi said with a nod, “It’s good that he’s dead. It can also be considered seeking justice for Conch. There’s truly karma in this world.”

As soon as Xuanyi’s voice fell, Li Chun flew over from the distance. When he landed, he said, “Reporting to Your Majesty. Emperor Shang Zhang has already left Shang Zhang Hall. It’s estimated that he’ll be arriving at Xuanyi Palace in less than half a month.”

Xuanyi frowned. “I’m not receiving him. Tell him not to waste his energy. It’s a waste of time for him to come here.”

Li Chun hesitated for a moment before he asked, “Is it appropriate to keep Emperor Shang Zhang outside?”

“He’s too shameless. Since he wants to come, then let him fly slowly. If anyone grants him entry, I won’t let him or her off easily,” Xuanyi said. Then, he turned to Lu Zhou and asked, “Pavilion Master Lu, are you satisfied with this?”

Lu Zhou nodded. Then, he waved Conch over.

Conch walked over and bowed. “Master.”

“You don’t regret it?” Lu Zhou asked.

Conch answered without hesitation, “No.”

It had been 100 years. No one knew the situation better than Conch.

Lu Zhou nodded and said, “I respect your decision.”

“Thank you, master!”