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Chapter 571: Still Won’t Cry Out?!

“How could he… have perished?” The young man’s face grew even grimmer. As he looked off into the distance, lightning seemed to dance within his eyes, as if his body was filled with roaring thunder and electricity.

“The Primordial Demon Immortal Plane isn’t very dangerous,” thought the young man. “There may be disputes in the First Plane when it comes to selecting a host body, but who is there that would dare to provoke the Ji Clan?” Based on the look in his eyes, it was clear that he truly didn’t understand. Also visible in his eyes were deep pain and fury.

Ji Mingfeng was the best of the best in the younger generation. Many hopes had been placed in him. Who could ever have possibly imagined that he would die in the Demon Immortal Sect!?

“The Second Plane is an illusory realm. It might seem dangerous, but the chances of truly life-threatening situations are extremely small, and could only come about by chance or coincidence. Hmmm, if my calculations are correct, the Second Plane should have just opened. Considering Mingfeng’s latent talent, he should have been one of the first ones to awaken. How could he have perished?

“Throughout the tens of thousands of years in which the Ji Clan has sent our Cultivators into the Primordial Demon Immortal Plane… no one has ever died!

“Mingfeng… how could you have perished?” The young man sat there silently, his eyes radiating such icy coldness that snowflakes began to fall upon the entirety of South Heaven.

Without speaking a word, he stretched out his right hand, within which appeared a Feng Shui compass. In the center of the Feng Shui compass was black-colored sun, which caused the compass itself to emanate a black glow.

He stared down at the compass as he used his left hand to make various adjustments. The glow of augury appeared in his eyes. Within the space of a few breaths, his expression changed. A cracking sound could be heard from the Feng Shui compass as a huge fissure appeared on its surface.

The young man gasped, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

“An anomaly! The only thing I can determine is that in this particular instance of the Primordial Demon Immortal Plane… an anomaly has appeared which has never before existed within the last 90,000 years!

“This anomaly could possibly influence the passage of time! It might even affect events that have already occurred, and have flowed past in the great river of time!

“What could be the cause of this?!”

Meanwhile, back in the Demon Immortal Sect, in the Second Plane, on the First Peak….

Because of the death of Ji Mingfeng’s host body, everything was absolutely quiet. All of the First Peak’s Conclave disciples looked on silently, an icy glow rising up in their eyes. The people who had come with Meng Hao, but had not taken action just now, also looked on with expressions of shock, their minds spinning. Everything had happened far too quickly, such that they didn’t even have time to think about what consequences might result because of what happened.

Then, their minds began to reel as they realized that the death of a First Peak Conclave disciple… was nothing other than… a complete disaster.

Meng Hao hovered there in mid-air, looking around at the dozen or so others who had joined him in the attack. They were all silkpants from the various other peaks, and were about the same age as Meng Hao. They were his gang of scoundrels, and after all their ridiculous antics throughout the years, a strong friendship had developed between them.

Meng Hao looked at them, and they looked back. Then they started laughing.

An hour later, bells tolled throughout the Demon Immortal Sect. At the same time, an enormous screen appeared in mid-air upon within which could be seen a cage. In that cage were Meng Hao and the dozen or so of his friends who had joined him, all of them bound up tightly.

All of the disciples in the Sect were watching the proceedings. Floating there in mid-air, his eyes closed, was a burly, bare-chested man. After the bells tolled a fifth time, the burly man’s eyes snapped open. They shone with an oppressive glow as he lifted his right hand up into the air and made a grasping motion. A black whip suddenly appeared out of nowhere. It was fully three thousand meters long, and as it undulated, the air itself was shattered. Lightning danced on its surface, and it emitted astonishing crackling sounds throughout the entirety of the Sect.

“According to Sect rules, the punishment for murdering a fellow disciple is death,” said the burly man, his voice cool. “However, considering the services rendered to the Sect by your various ancestors… you will be spared death, but not punishment!

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ISSTH –หนังสือเล่มที่ 4 – บท 571บทก่อนหน้านี้บทต่อไปบท 571: ยัง ไม่ร้องไห้ออกมา"วิธีเขา...อาจมีเสียชีวิต? " ใบหน้าของชายหนุ่มเติบโตแม้ grimmer ตามเขาดูออกเป็นระยะทาง ฟ้าผ่าดูเหมือนเต้นภายในดวงตาของเขา เป็นถ้าร่างกายของเขาเต็มไป ด้วยไฟฟ้าและฟ้าร้องคำราม"เครื่องแรกปีศาจอมตะบินไม่อันตรายมาก คิดว่า ชายหนุ่ม "อาจมีข้อพิพาทในระนาบแรกเมื่อมันมาถึงการเลือกร่างกายโฮสต์ แต่ที่มีที่จะกล้าที่จะกระตุ้นกองทัพจิ" จากการมองในดวงตาของเขา เห็นได้ชัดว่า เขาไม่เข้าใจ นอกจากนี้ยัง ปรากฏในดวงตาของเขาได้ลึกความเจ็บปวดและความโกรธจิ Mingfeng เป็นสุดของสุดในรุ่นที่เด็กกว่า มีโอกาสได้ตั้งมากมายหวังในพระองค์ ที่อาจเคยมีอาจจะจินตนาการว่า เขาจะตายในนิกายอมตะของปีศาจ"เครื่องบินสองเป็นดินแดนจริง มันอาจดูเหมือนเป็นอันตราย แต่โอกาสของสถานการณ์ที่คุกคามชีวิตอย่างแท้จริงมีขนาดเล็กมาก และสามารถเฉพาะเกี่ยวกับโอกาสโดยบังเอิญ อืม ถ้าการคำนวณของฉันถูกต้อง เครื่องบินสองควรได้เปิดเพียงแค่นี้ พิจารณาความสามารถแฝงของ Mingfeng เขาควรจะได้รับหนึ่งในคนแรกที่ปลุก วิธีสามารถเขาได้เสียชีวิต"ตลอดหมื่นปีที่กองทัพจิได้ส่งเครื่องพรวนดินของเราเป็นเครื่องแรกปีศาจอมตะบิน...ไม่มีใครได้เคยตาย"Mingfeng...วิธีอาจคุณมีเสียชีวิต" ชายหนุ่มนั่งเงียบ ๆ ตาของเขาเช่นเป็นน้ำแข็งแผ่ความหนาวเย็นที่เกล็ดหิมะเริ่มตกอยู่กับทั้งใต้สวรรค์โดยไม่ต้องพูดคำ เขาเหยียดมือขวาของเขา ซึ่งปรากฏเป็นเข็มทิศฮวงจุ้ย ในศูนย์ของฮ Shui เข็มทิศเป็นสีดำดวงอาทิตย์ ซึ่งเกิดจากเข็มทิศเพื่อการเรืองแสงสีดำพุ่งออกมาเขาจ้องลงที่เข็มทิศเป็นเขาใช้มือซ้ายเพื่อทำการปรับปรุงต่าง ๆ แสงของ augury ปรากฏในดวงตาของเขา ภายในพื้นที่ของกี่ลมหายใจ นิพจน์ของเขาเปลี่ยนแปลง อาจจะได้ยินเสียงดิ้นแตกจากเข็มทิศฮวงจุ้ยเป็นรอยแยกบนใหญ่ปรากฏบนพื้นผิวของมันหนุ่ม gasped และลักษณะของศรัทธาปรากฏในสายตาของเขา"ความผิดปกติ สิ่งเดียวที่ฉันสามารถกำหนดได้ว่า ในอินสแตนซ์นี้ของแรกปีศาจอมตะเครื่องบิน...ความผิดปกติได้ปรากฏ ซึ่งเคยมีอยู่ในปี 90,000"ความผิดปกตินี้อาจจะมีอิทธิพลต่อกาลเวลา มันอาจส่งผลต่อเหตุการณ์ที่เกิดขึ้นแล้ว และได้ไหลผ่านในเวลาแม่ แม้"สิ่งที่อาจจะสาเหตุนี้!"ในขณะเดียวกัน ในตัวปีศาจอมตะนิกาย ในระนาบสอง บนยอดแรก...Because of the death of Ji Mingfeng’s host body, everything was absolutely quiet. All of the First Peak’s Conclave disciples looked on silently, an icy glow rising up in their eyes. The people who had come with Meng Hao, but had not taken action just now, also looked on with expressions of shock, their minds spinning. Everything had happened far too quickly, such that they didn’t even have time to think about what consequences might result because of what happened.Then, their minds began to reel as they realized that the death of a First Peak Conclave disciple… was nothing other than… a complete disaster.Meng Hao hovered there in mid-air, looking around at the dozen or so others who had joined him in the attack. They were all silkpants from the various other peaks, and were about the same age as Meng Hao. They were his gang of scoundrels, and after all their ridiculous antics throughout the years, a strong friendship had developed between them.Meng Hao looked at them, and they looked back. Then they started laughing.An hour later, bells tolled throughout the Demon Immortal Sect. At the same time, an enormous screen appeared in mid-air upon within which could be seen a cage. In that cage were Meng Hao and the dozen or so of his friends who had joined him, all of them bound up tightly.All of the disciples in the Sect were watching the proceedings. Floating there in mid-air, his eyes closed, was a burly, bare-chested man. After the bells tolled a fifth time, the burly man’s eyes snapped open. They shone with an oppressive glow as he lifted his right hand up into the air and made a grasping motion. A black whip suddenly appeared out of nowhere. It was fully three thousand meters long, and as it undulated, the air itself was shattered. Lightning danced on its surface, and it emitted astonishing crackling sounds throughout the entirety of the Sect.“According to Sect rules, the punishment for murdering a fellow disciple is death,” said the burly man, his voice cool. “However, considering the services rendered to the Sect by your various ancestors… you will be spared death, but not punishment!“