Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

"Sinner Li Yue, pays respects to the senior."

"I beseech the senior to consider the billions of citizens of my Great Yue and forgive the offense of the Great Yue Royal Family."

Taiyue Mountain Range.

The usually quiet Valley of Ten Thousand Insects has now become extremely lively.

Li Yue, dressed in a Five-Clawed Golden Robe, is currently kneeling on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

Behind him.

Over a hundred civil and military officials are also kneeling, not daring to express any complaints.

The silver-haired elder is the only Nirvana Realm powerhouse of the Great Yue Country.

Should he perish.

It would mean the sky has fallen for the Great Yue Country.

Moreover, the person suspected to have killed the silver-haired elder is said to be a Creation Realm powerhouse of the Fifth Realm.

In the presence of such a terrifying existence that can annihilate a secular dynasty at will.

The Great Yue Royal Family dares not even harbor a trace of resentment, let alone seek revenge!

Meanwhile.

A large lightweight boat came whistling from the horizon, slowly landing not far from Li Yue and the others.

The array was turned off, and the defensive light screen disappeared.

A group of disciples dressed in blue robes jumped off the lightweight boat one after another.

The leader was an elder in a purple robe.

He was small and stooped.

But his eyes shone brightly, and he exuded a terrifying aura of authority without anger, as he walked with the grace of a dragon and the strength of a tiger.

All civil and military officials shuddered and showed signs of dread upon seeing the elder.

For this person was none other than the Great Elder of the Xuanqing Sect.

Zhang Hong!

"Greetings to the Great Elder."

Li Yue did not dare to neglect and immediately stood up from the ground, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, clasping his fist in salute as he spoke.

However, Zhang Hong snorted coldly and directly ignored Li Yue's presence in front of all the civil and military officials.

If not for the Great Yue Royal Family's attempt to marry off the Princess to Lin Hao by climbing social ladders, how could things have developed to this stage?

Seeing Zhang Hong giving no grace whatsoever.

Li Yue's face turned alternately blue and white, clenching the fists hidden under his long sleeves tightly.

Yet on the surface, he dared not show any dissatisfaction.

Otherwise, Zhang Hong alone would be enough to make the Great Yue Royal Family pay a heavy price!

"The Taiyue Mountain Range is a remote place, yet unexpectedly, a True Dragon resides here."

"I, Zhang Hong, have come on behalf of the Xuanqing Sect to pay a visit, and I ask the fellow Daoist to come out and meet!"

Zhang Hong walked straight to the front of the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects, bowing respectfully as he spoke.

"Come in."

A low and calm voice sounded in the ears of Zhang Hong and others.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hong frowned slightly, a barely noticeable trace of displeasure flashed deep in his eyes.

As the esteemed Great Elder of the Xuanqing Sect, personally visiting was already showing enough courtesy and sincerity.

Yet the other party's posture was overly grand.

It seemed they expected them to make an audience?

But no matter how it was.

This was nevertheless a genuine powerhouse of the Fifth Realm.

No matter how dissatisfied Zhang Hong was, he could only suppress his anger and led the Xuanqing Sect disciples, along with Li Yue and others, into the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects.

The poisonous miasma of the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects might still be effective on cultivators of the Lower Three Realms.

But to Zhang Hong, a Nirvana Realm powerhouse, these toxins were merely decorations.

'Sizzle!'

A cluster of crimson flames suddenly surged from his body.

This fierce and intense flame, capable of incinerating all impurities, was the nemesis of all evil spirits.

Upon its appearance.

The poisonous mist, which had shrouded the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects for years, dissipated without causing any effect on the crowd.

As the poisonous mist cleared, everyone was able to see the scene inside the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects clearly.

In the depths of the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects.

A long-haired youth, dressed in a black robe and with a handsome appearance, was standing atop a peak, overlooking them from above.

Beside him.

A stunning girl with skin as white as snow stood obediently.

Their ethereal presence made them look like a pair of immortal lovers stepping out from a painting.

"Is this person merely a Nirvana Demon Cultivator?"

Yet seeing Lu Yuan, Zhang Hong frowned even more deeply.

He had originally thought.

That whoever was capable of killing the ancestor of the Great Yue Country was at least a Creation Realm powerhouse.

But judging from the aura emanating from Lu Yuan, he was not particularly strong and even somewhat inferior to Zhang Hong!

"Could it be that the elder of the Great Yue Country was old and feeble, his life force declining, giving this child a chance to strike?"

Zhang Hong's eyes flickered with various speculations arising in his mind.

The Demon Race is known for their strong physiques and excel in close combat.

If the elder of the Great Yue Country was caught off guard and approached suddenly by this youth, indeed his life could be in danger.

Looking at Lu Yuan and Liu Mingyan, Li Yue was also stunned.

He had thought that by playing a sorrowful drama, he could persuade Liu Mingyan to change her mind.

Then, through her connection with Lu Yuan, the Great Yue Royal Family could gain the protection of Lu Yuan.

Thus, he did not mind losing face as a Monarch, kneeling and kowtowing to apologize.

Who would have expected Liu Mingyan's consort to be merely a Nirvana Demon Cultivator?

Had he disgraced himself in vain this time?

"Fellow Daoist, you're so young yet have reached the Nirvana Realm, a talent rare under the heavens. May I ask under whose tutelage you are?"

Zhang Hong probed.

"I, Lu Mou, am just an untrained loose cultivator without any mentor or guidance."

Lu Yuan responded truthfully.

A loose cultivator of the Demon Race with no mentor?

The smile disappeared from Zhang Hong's face, and his valuation of Lu Yuan in his heart plummeted several levels.

After further subtle probing, he was finally certain that Lu Yuan was merely a loose demon cultivator with no background, no mentor, and not even a formal method of cultivation.

How dare a mere loose cultivator put on airs in front of me?

Zhang Hong, frustrated to the point of laughing, felt a surge of inexplicable anger rising within him.

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