Chapter 1454

Wu Zhan Tian

"I sensed something the moment their life tablets shattered. That's why I went to investigate their whereabouts today," Wu Zhan Tian said unhurriedly.

"What did you find?" The old man's eyes lit up.

Wu Zhan Tian's gaze was deep as he said, "The three of them followed Zhao Ge out of Saint Martial City today, and their life tablets shattered one after another."

"Oh?

You mean to say that Zhao Ge was the one who killed them? "The old man asked in surprise.

"That's not true. Zhao Ge's strength can't possibly be that strong. I'm afraid that Zhao Ge joined forces with outsiders to lure out Song Xuan and the other two before killing them. After all, Zhao Ge's life plate is still intact," Wu Zhan Tian said indifferently.

The old man stood up and said, "What a Zhao Ge. He actually dared to collude with others to kill three direct disciples of my Saint Martial Sect. He's simply courting death."

"He really deserves to die. If I'm not wrong, it's very likely that the ones who killed them were experts from other secluded realms. There must be Saints among them," Wu Zhan Tian said with killing intent in his eyes.

"Damn it! How dare they bully our Martial Dark Realm like this? Killing Song Xuan and the other two is probably to weaken our Sacred Martial Sect's chances of victory in the Nine Underworld Conference. Damn it!" The old man said resentfully.

"Should we inform the Sect Master?" the old man continued to ask.

Wu Zhan Tian shook his head and said, "There's no need for that. Even if it's the other secluded realms, it's impossible for them to send powerful Saints. Otherwise, Father would definitely sense it.

Moreover, Father is at the critical moment of breaking through to the Sky Sage realm. It's best not to disturb him. "

The old man nodded in agreement. Although his cultivation was higher than Wu Zhan Tian's, his status in the sect was equal to Wu Zhan Tian's.

After all, Wu Zhan Tian was the son of a Martial Marquis, and extremely talented. Once he broke through to the Profound Sage realm, his strength would definitely surpass this old man's. The old man was naturally very polite to Wu Zhan Tian.

"What we need to do now is to search the entire city for Zhao Ge. Once we find him, we'll be able to find the person behind him. I'll have to trouble you to arrange this, First Elder."

Wu Zhan Tian said as he cupped his hands respectfully towards the old man. His attitude made the old man beam with joy.

"No problem. Leave the search to me. Once there's a result, I'll inform you." The old man smiled.

After another round of discussion, Wu Zhan Tian left the main hall while the old man continued to search for Zhao Ge.

…

Outside the Martial Saint City, Zhuowen waved his right hand and stopped Zhao Ge from continuing forward.

"What's wrong, Lord Qin?" Zhao Ge asked curiously.

"You're wanted," Zhuowen said calmly.

Zhao Ge was taken aback. Soon after, he followed Zhuowen's gaze and landed on the piece of paper pasted at the entrance. There was a portrait drawn on the paper. The portrait belonged to Zhao Ge.

"This …"

Zhao Ge's face turned ugly. He quickly turned around and covered his face so that the guards at the city gate wouldn't see him.

"Looks like the Saint Martial Sect already knows about Song Xuan and the other two's deaths. They're already pointing their spear at you," Zhuowen said calmly.

"Lord Qin, what should I do now?" Zhao Ge asked anxiously.

"Leave the Martial Dark Realm. Go as far as you can," Zhuowen said calmly.

Zhao Ge nodded. Soon after, he said hesitantly, "Lord Qin, what about the antidote for my Soul Eroding Venomous Insect?"

"Take it."

Zhuo Wen flicked his finger and handed Zhao Ge a simple and unadorned pill.

Zhao Ge took the pill and smiled happily. He cupped his hands at Zhuowen and hurriedly fled in the opposite direction of the Martial Saint City.

Now that he was wanted by the Saint Martial Sect, how would he dare to enter the Martial Saint City and walk right into their trap?

"The Saint Martial Sect's reaction is really fast."

Zhuo Wen did not pay any attention to Zhao Ge who had left. Instead, he directly stepped into Martial Saint City.

Without a doubt, the Martial Saint City was currently in a state of panic and was heavily guarded. On the large streets, groups of disciples wearing the Saint Martial Sect's uniform were constantly inspecting the surroundings.

Zhuowen was even questioned a few times. However, Zhuowen answered fluently and quickly dismissed the Saint Martial Sect's disciples' interrogation.

"I can't go to the Life of Luxury anymore. I have to find a new inn to stay in first."

Zhuo Wen shook his head as he looked at the surrounding people who were in a state of panic. He quickly left the street and randomly chose an inconspicuous inn. After which, he booked a room and checked in.

"I can't use the name Qin Wen anymore. I'm afraid that Zhao Ge won't be able to escape from the Martial Dark Realm."

Sitting cross-legged in the dark room, Zhuowen muttered softly. The muscles on his face squirmed again. His originally handsome face began to become ordinary and honest.

If Zhuowen was a valiant young master before, he was now a mountain village youth. When he smiled, he could reveal a row of white and flawless teeth. He looked quite dry.

"My new name will be He Wen!"

…

Time passed by slowly. In the blink of an eye, a month had passed. During this month, the Martial Saint City could be said to be in a state of panic. The Saint Martial Sect had mobilized all their disciples to search for Zhao Ge.

As for Zhuowen, he would go out every day to gather information. His only goal now was the son of the Martial Marquis, Wu Zhan Tian. After killing Wu Zhan Tian, he planned to return to the Divine Void Realm and wait for the Nine Netherworld Realm to begin.

After all, time was limited. Zhuowen couldn't take revenge on every Netherworld Realm. It was too much of a waste of time.

After completing the revenge plan in the Martial Dark Realm, Zhuowen planned to take revenge on the remaining Netherworld Realms in the Nine Netherworld Conference.

"I heard that Zhao Ge was captured yesterday and is now being escorted back to the Saint Martial Sect."

"This Zhao Ge is really daring. He actually colluded with outsiders to kill Song Yuan, Mu Wen De, and Lin Anyan, the three direct disciples of the Saint Martial Sect. There must be something wrong with his head."

"I heard that there's someone behind this Zhao Ge. It's said to be a young man named Qin Wen. What's even more unbelievable is that the one who killed the three was also Qin Wen."

"This Qin Wen is really powerful. Where did he come from? He actually killed three direct disciples of the Saint Martial Sect by himself."

Walking out of the inn, Zhuowen heard the discussions of many cultivators in the restaurant.

Among them, Qin Wen's name had spread throughout the Martial Saint City. He had killed three direct disciples of the Saint Martial Sect by himself, including the half-step Saint Song Yuan.

Moreover, Qin Wen was still young. Therefore, once the news spread, Qin Wen's name spread throughout the Martial Saint City.

"All of you, shut up. Whoever dares to mention Qin Wen again, I'll tear their mouths apart."

Suddenly, an angry snort rang out in the inn. Then, the heated discussions of the crowd quieted down and their gazes fell on the source of the voice.

It came from a table near the window. There were seven figures sitting at the table, five men and two women. The one who had slammed the table and stood up was a young woman.

The woman wore a long green dress. Her lips were thin, revealing a trace of harshness. At this moment, her beautiful eyes were filled with killing intent as she stared unkindly at the people who were discussing around her.

"It's Wu Zhirong, the daughter of Marquis Wu. I didn't expect her to be in this inn. How unlucky."

The cultivators who had been talking loudly just now kept quiet out of fear. They didn't dare to refute or make a sound. This Wu Zhirong's background wasn't small. They didn't dare to be presumptuous.

"Marquis Wu's daughter?"

Zhuowen's eyes narrowed dangerously. He retreated to a corner and coldly watched the scene in the inn.

"What's wrong?

Weren't you all talking happily just now?

Why are you all silent now? "Wu Zhirong said sarcastically.

The inn became very quiet. No one spoke. In front of Marquis Wu's daughter, who dared to speak carelessly?

"Since you all aren't talking, then I'll drag you out and continue."

Wu Zhirong sneered. Then, she gave a look to the five male disciples of the Sacred Martial Sect at the table.

The five male disciples nodded as they received the order. They rushed out and transformed into five shadows. In an instant, they rushed to the few tables where the discussion was the fiercest.

Ahhhh!

Suddenly, screams rang out in the inn. The cultivators who were the fiercest at the tables were all subdued by the five disciples.

Wu Zhirong lifted her chin up high like a proud peacock. She walked over step by step and stepped on a young cultivator.

This cultivator was one of the people who had been the fiercest in the discussion.

Puchi!

That cultivator was caught off guard. His chest was stepped on by Wu Zhirong, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I dare you to say that Qin Wen again.

I think I heard you say that he's very powerful. Let me tell you, in front of my big brother Wu Zhan Tian, that Qin Wen is just a piece of trash. "

"Haven't you been hiding your head and tail for the past few days and not daring to come out?"

As Wu Zhirong spoke, she waved her jade-like hand and took out a silver soft whip from her waist. She waved it and the tip of the soft whip coiled around the cultivator's neck like a venomous snake.

Boom!

Wu Zhirong swung her right hand and the cultivator's face turned red. He was lifted up by the huge force of the soft whip and fell heavily on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wu Zhirong was very decisive. She waved her jade-like hand and the cultivator was lifted up by the soft whip and swung around. His internal organs were in turmoil and he kept spitting out blood.

Ahhh!

A blood-curdling scream rang out. Wu Zhirong threw the cultivator to the ground. The cultivator screamed and stopped breathing. He was smashed to death.

Hiss!

Gasps rang out one after another. Many people in the inn saw this scene, and their eyes were filled with fear and dread. This Wu Zhirong was really unscrupulous. She threw someone to his death on the spot.

This person was just talking and he was killed by Wu Zhirong. She was really too overbearing.

However, the people around them were angry but did not dare to say anything. They just watched silently.

"Senior Sister Wu, how should we deal with these people?" A disciple suddenly asked Wu Zhirong.

"Kill them. Kill them all. That Qin Wen is a wanted criminal. How dare he say that Qin Wen is good. He's simply courting death. What's the point of keeping such a person in this world?" Wu Zhirong raised her chin and said coldly.

"Yes!"

The five male disciples nodded seriously. They immediately took out their weapons and slashed down. They wanted to kill the captured cultivators. Bang!

Bang! Bang!