At some point, the sound of the piano sounded, echoing in the deep purple hall, vaguely rendering a slight solemn atmosphere.

An Bochen looked up and saw the King of Dongyue clapping his palms with a smile.

Scolding came from outside the hall, and six old men with mottled hair were pushed into the hall by guards. They all looked very hatred and cursed when they looked at the King of Dongyue. It should be noted that most of the men who were unable to enter the realm of the Divine Master before middle age had almost no hope of making any progress in their life. Therefore, most of the real immortals An Bochen had seen on Wuzhen Haidu were middle-aged and young, and few of them had white-haired old men. Those who showed their old appearance either consumed too much of their natal true energy or suffered severe damage to their bodies and souls. Although the six old men in front of them were all covered in dust, their aura was not weak, but the three guests from Jiuyuanzhou.

"Bo Chen, that is the head of the six families in the north and south."

Wuhua whispered behind An Bochen.

An Bochen nodded silently, and only saw the six old men hated the King of Dongyue and the expressions of everyone during the meal, An Bochen guessed it.

After returning from triumphant victory in the sky, An Bochen stayed in the rear for most of the time, and did not know how the rebellion was handled. Occasionally, he got news from Li Jiu, and was vague. It seemed that the King of Dongyue used the sons of the North and South immortals as hostages, forcing the Six Immortals of the North and South to surrender, and then made a blood sworn to swear a curse, and he would not rebel for life. He also handed over the six flags to the King of Dongyue. The children of the six families were still fighting on the front line, but they were the most difficult and dangerous battlefields.

"Fan Wensheng, what do you mean?"

An old man glared at the King of Dongyue and asked in a deep voice.

The heads of the two Yues and six families are all well-known figures. Although they were despised by Wu Zhenhaidu for their rebellion, they have all sworn to make meritorious deeds. Moreover, the two Yues and six families are powerful and implicated, and the King of Dongyue dared not kill them all. On the one hand, they were afraid of people's hearts and their strength was lost. Therefore, over the past few days, the heads of the six families were only restricted from their actions, and the rest were almost the same as before. However, today they were sneak attacked by the real person sent by the King of Dongyue to destroy their dantian and escort them here.

The King of Dongyue looked at him coldly, ignored him, then raised his glass and turned to the people in the hall: "I have always convinced people with virtue, and I have a big and small net. Take the rebellion of the two mountains in the north and south as an example. In view of the achievements made by the six ancestors of the north and south, I forgive their unforgivable sins and want everyone to work together to fight against the great enemy. However, these sinners not only did not know how to restrain themselves, but instead made secret moves and spread rumors in our five towns of Haidu."

The voice of the King of Dongyue became colder. Not only did the heads of the six families look flustered, but even the people in the hall felt cold.

"Fan Wensheng, you made something out of nothing..."

A head of the family couldn't help but speak, and was stared at by the King of Dongyue before he could finish his words.

After the Dantian was defeated, although they still maintained the cultivation level of the True Immortal Realm, they could not use their power as before. Not to mention the True Immortal, even the strength of ordinary immortals was not as good as that of them. Under the pressure of the King of Dongyue, they did not breathe smoothly, let alone speak.

Looking at the six people, An Bochen sighed secretly.

The four mountains and twelve families in the southeast, west and northeast, were once the most powerful twelve forces in Haidu. The glory of the ancestors for generations is more than ten thousand years of glory. Now the east and west mountains are as stable as Mount Tai, the northern mountains, Hua, Rong, Wu, King of Nanyue, Qi, and Gongsun have become prisoners, crawling at the feet of the last king, their reputation is ruined and they are disgusted.

The rapid transformation almost made everyone dumbfounded, but from beginning to end, Amberchen played an important role in it, and the change in Wuzhenhaidu was inseparable from him.

But at this moment, An Bochen couldn't be happy.

The sad and cold piano sounded in the deep purple waves, and everything seemed so drowsy and dark, which made people feel depressed.

"I don't have that good patience for those who have let me down but are ungrateful."

After taking a sip of the wine, the King of Dongyue clapped his palms and the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end.

"Come, pull these six traitors down the verge of the temple and get spit on everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bodies of the six heads of the family trembled and their faces were as dim as dust.

In a blink of an eye, a guard stepped forward and pushed the six heads of the family out of the hall. Every time he walked past the table, the people who entered the table would spit at them. After spitting, they would all look at the King of Dongyue in a complicated way, and then sit upright.

"The person who dares to be right with him, even the heads of the six families who were once arrogant, will inevitably end up being spitty. He is using the glory accumulated by the six families in the north and south to establish his authority."

Zhang Bushi's voice sounded in his ears, and the corner of Anbochen's mouth moved slightly, and he didn't speak.

When he was young, the heads of six families arrived at the end of the hall and stood in front of An Bochen's seat.

"Interesting and interesting. The master at the peak of the true immortal is going to be spit on merely a level of naive real people. Such interesting things will only be seen in Wuzhen Haidu."

A sarcastic laughter came from the head of the palace. Needless to say, the person who spoke was naturally a visitor from Jiuyuanzhou.

Hearing this, the old man who was already ashamed and whose eyes were closed shaking, and he opened his eyes to look at An Bochen.

They had complex eyes, both resentment and hatred, and they obviously guessed An Bochen's identity.

If An Bochen had not brought back the immortals from the Heavenly Flag, they would not have compromised so quickly and became prisoners.

"If you can live forever, one day you will regret what you did..."

The old man with unknown name stared at An Bochen and said with a tragic smile.

He seemed to want to say something, but before he finished speaking, he was stopped by the powerful aura shot from behind.

After passing the heads of the six families, An Bochen saw the deep-eyed King of Dongyue. Without thinking, An Bochen spitted out saliva.

All of this was designed by King Dongyue earlier, from the ten thousand-year-old fish bead to the cold sound of the piano, and then to the present moment. As Zhang Bushi said, King Dongyue wanted to use this to shock everyone present and erase his spirit. At least at this moment, an inexplicable sorrow surged from An Bochen's heart. Even though he knew that the six people in front of him were extremely guilty, he could not help but feel a little moved.

"I wanted to use these six people to sacrifice flags, but after all, they are all true immortals, how can they be killed easily... I have other uses."

The King of Dongyue laughed and reached out to pat the table. He saw a green gourd flying out of thin air. The mouth of the gourd emitted a roar of wind and thunder, sucking the heads of the six families into the gourd.

"The king is wise."

I don’t know who opened the first mouth, but for a moment, everyone stood up and praised in unison.

The King of Dongyue was sometimes restrained and sometimes wild. Those present had already become accustomed to it. He also knew that the King of Dongyue had many wonderful ideas and was unpredictable. He did not dare to ask at this time, and he secretly thought about the use of the heads of the six families.

He signaled everyone to sit down, and the King of Dongyue and the three guests from Jiuyuanzhou were talking and laughing. The originally solemn aura returned to peace, but everyone knew that the King of Dongyue was not over yet.

Not long after, the King of Dongyue stopped talking to the three of them. He looked at the door of the hall and picked up the wine cup.

"The traitor has been punished, but next, it is the turn of the Cave Heaven and the Blessed Land to mix into my Dongyue's fine works. The traitor cannot sacrifice the flag, so he can only use these fine works instead."

Upon hearing this, An Bochen lowered his head, and a look of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

A faintly, a trace of ominous premonition arose from his heart.

Sure enough, with the sound of disordered footsteps coming from outside the door, An Bochen saw the people who were tied up and held in the hall. At first glance, An Bochen saw Yuan Sanlang.
Chapter completed!