0p0 Chapter 491 The Horror of Wanbao Pavilion
Chapter 491 The Horror of Wanbao Pavilion
Zhongyu, headquarters of Wanbaoge.
A simple and solemn hall stands atop the mountains, with a black plaque bearing the three large characters "Soul-Suppressing Hall" hanging above the hall's entrance.
Inside the Soul Suppression Hall, rows of jade soul tablets are neatly arranged, each engraved with a name and emitting a faint spiritual light.
These are the soul tablets of the core elders and protectors of Wanbaoge.
As long as the soul tablet remains, the person remains; when the soul tablet is broken, the person dies.
Normally, the Soul Suppression Hall is quiet and silent, with only a few guards sitting cross-legged in a corner, resting with their eyes closed.
Suddenly, a crisp "crack" broke the silence inside the hall.
A crack suddenly appeared on a pure white soul tablet. Then, the crack spread like a spider web and shattered into countless small pieces in an instant. The spiritual light dissipated and turned into ashes.
Before the guards could react, three more crisp "crack" sounds rang out in succession, and the three soul tablets followed in the footsteps of the former.
"not good!"
One person's face changed drastically, and he cried out in alarm.
He was very familiar with these four soul tablets; they were the soul tablets of the three Nascent Soul Peak Elders and the Xuanming Protector of the Wanbao Pavilion, which represented the true foundation of the Wanbao Pavilion.
A broken spirit tablet means the person is dead!
"Oh no! The spirit tablet of Protector Xuanming has shattered!"
The man screamed hysterically, and the sound of his exclamation quickly spread throughout the entire Wanbaoge headquarters.
As his shout faded, a majestic figure appeared at the entrance of the Soul Suppressing Hall as if by teleportation. It was none other than the president of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, Ancestor Lingtian.
Immediately afterwards, figures appeared one after another.
Ling Tian Ancestor's gaze immediately fell on Xuan Ming's soul tablet, which was indeed shattered. He then looked at the other three tablets and found them to be the same.
His pupils suddenly contracted, and a terrifying pressure spread out, making the temperature in the entire Soul Suppression Hall seem to drop several degrees.
"Xuanming...is he dead?"
Ling Tian's voice was low and hoarse, trembling.
He knew Xuanming's strength all too well. At the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, Xuanming was one of the top combatants in the entire Wanbao Pavilion, second only to him, the guild leader, definitely ranking in the top five. Moreover, he was accompanied by three Nascent Soul peak elders. With such a lineup, even if they encountered a late-stage Nascent Soul expert, they could hold their own. How could they all have been killed?
"President!"
An elder with white hair and beard spoke in a trembling voice, "What... what exactly is going on?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" another elder exclaimed in shock. "What kind of strength does Lord Xuanming possess? He's a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator! Even in the Central Region, he's a powerful figure. How could he have perished in that godforsaken place, the Northwest Region?"
"Yes! There are still three Nascent Soul Peak elders! Even if they encounter an old monster at the Deity Transformation Peak, they can't possibly be completely wiped out!"
"Who did this? Could it be that the sects in the Northwest Region joined forces?"
Even if all the sects in the Northwest Region were combined, they might not have that kind of strength!
A murmur of discussion rose and fell, and everyone's face was filled with shock, confusion, and fear.
It should be understood that Nascent Soul cultivators are extremely rare in the entire Tianyuan Continent, and the fall of each Nascent Soul cultivator causes a huge uproar.
The death of Xuanming, a powerful cultivator in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, was undoubtedly a huge blow to the Wanbaoge.
Just as everyone was discussing and feeling uneasy, a jade slip on Ling Tian's body suddenly emitted a clear ringing sound.
With a thought, he opened the jade slip, and a message instantly flooded into his mind.
His face grew increasingly gloomy, and his previously sharp aura now seemed tangible, suffocating people.
"Good! What a Star Pavilion Merchant Guild! They dared to attack my Wanbao Pavilion people in the Northwest Region, and even killed Xuanming and three elders! They are simply audacious!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Soul Suppression Hall fell silent.
Star Pavilion Merchant Guild?
How could that little-known merchant guild have killed a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator and three peak Nascent Soul cultivators?
How can this be?
Everyone looked at each other.
"President, what...what did you say? The Star Pavilion Merchant Guild killed Lord Xuanming?"
An elder stammered as he asked.
"That's right!"
Ling Tian Old Ancestor snorted coldly and threw the jade slip away.
The jade slip exploded in the air, and a trembling voice rang out clearly; it was the voice of Jiang Ming, the president of the Northwest Region branch.
He recounted in terror how Xuanming led three elders to the Star Pavilion Merchant Guild to provoke them, only to be killed by the mastermind behind the guild.
Jiang Ming's voice echoed in everyone's ears, vividly describing the great battle, especially the details of how the Nine Netherworld Locking God Formation was broken by a young girl and a gray-robed old man working together, and how Xuan Ming's head was blown off.
Each word struck like a hammer blow, hitting everyone's hearts hard.
"A young girl?"
"The Nine Netherworld Locking God Formation has been broken?"
The crowd was in a daze, finding it utterly unbelievable.
The Nine Netherworld Locking God Formation is a killing formation powerful enough to kill even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Just what is the background of this Star Pavilion Merchant Guild?"
"A guardian asked in a deep voice."
"Hmph! No matter who they are, anyone who dares to kill someone from my Wanbaoge Pavilion must die!"
An elder with a fiery temper roared, "President! Give the order! Mobilize our forces, march towards the Northwest Region, and raze that Star Pavilion Merchant Guild to the ground! Avenge Lord Xuanming and the three elders!"
"Yes! Raze the Star Pavilion Merchant Guild to the ground!"
"If we don't avenge this grudge, how can Wanbaoge save face?"
"Kill! They must be killed! Let the entire Tianyuan Continent know the consequences of offending my Wanbaoge!"
In an instant, the crowd inside the hall was filled with righteous indignation, wishing they could immediately march to the Northwest Region and utterly destroy the Star Pavilion Chamber of Commerce.
Wanbaoge has stood on the Tianyuan Continent for ten thousand years. When has it ever suffered such humiliation?
If the news of the death of a Nascent Soul Guardian at the hands of an unknown small merchant guild were to spread, Wanbaoge would lose all face!
However, just as the crowd was getting heated and noisy, a clear, cold voice rang out: "Everyone, please calm down."
The speaker was an elderly man dressed in a blue robe, with white hair and beard, and a gaunt face. He was none other than Ling Qing, the Grand Elder of Wanbaoge.
Ling Qing's cultivation level is profound, having reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and his personality is calm and composed.
"Elder Ling Qing, what do you mean by that?"
The hot-tempered elder frowned. "Lord Xuanming has been killed. This is an irreconcilable feud. Are we supposed to just swallow our anger?"
"To swallow one's anger? Of course not."
Ling Qing shook his head, glanced at everyone, and slowly said, "Have you all ever wondered why an unknown Star Pavilion Chamber of Commerce could have the strength to kill a mid-stage Nascent Soul expert?"
How could such a young girl possess such terrifying combat power and mastery of formations?
The ability to break the Nine Netherworld Locking God Formation is no accident; the person must be a master of formations. Have you ever heard of a formation master who's only ten years old?
He paused, then continued, "The Star Pavilion Chamber of Commerce dared to openly kill members of my Wanbao Pavilion; they must have powerful backers. If we rashly send troops, we may not only suffer heavy losses, but could even jeopardize the Wanbao Pavilion's long-standing foundation!"
Ling Qing's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over everyone's heads, instantly calming down those who were filled with righteous indignation.
Yes! It was no accident that the Star Pavilion Merchant Guild was able to kill Xuan Ming; they must have something to rely on.
Although Wanbaoge is powerful, it is still no match for the top ten major sects.
A long-standing foundation is hard-won; to destroy it due to a moment of impulsiveness would be a great loss.