"Not only that, you also have to let go of the True Lord Beihai. You are not allowed to refine and kill him." Lie Yukou said again.

"Why! The senior is also a Ziwei immortal cultivator. Since he knows that the junior has a bloody feud with the old Beihai thief, how can he say such words of release!" Ji Fuyao said angrily.

"You are not qualified to know the reason yet. But if you want to follow in the footsteps of your father and queen mother, you may as well disobey this order."

Lie Yukou said indifferently.

He was only here to read out the order, not to answer people's questions. Once the order was conveyed, he swayed and floated away, leaving only Ji Fuyao who was struck by lightning.

She knew that Lie Yukou's order was absolute, because what Lie Yukou represented was the will of all the clans in the Jiehe River.

The Jiehe tribe ordered her to release True Lord Beihai. If she disobeyed, she would become an enemy of the Jiehe tribe.

But why is this!

That Beihai True Monarch is obviously a North Heaven cultivator and an enemy of all the tribes in Jiehe! Why do all tribes, both Ziwei Immortal cultivators, want to protect an outsider and an enemy!

She couldn't figure out the reason!

She just felt... unfair!

She sacrificed everything just to avenge her parents. As an ally of all races, she did not help her in her revenge, but wanted to block her when she was about to achieve her wish.

Simply unethical!

The next day, it's dawn.

The furnace opening ceremony organized by the Feng women clan was held as scheduled.

After all, Ji Fuyao did not obey the orders of Wan Clan. This was her choice and the choice of the entire Fengnu Clan.

Even if this choice goes against the will of all the tribes in Jiehe, they will not hesitate.

"Your Majesty! Something bad has happened! Those alchemists who were invited to the alchemy ceremony all of a sudden said goodbye and no longer wanted to help us refine and kill the old North Sea thief! This ceremony cannot continue..." a soldier reported.

"Damn it, is this also what Wanzu means..." Ji Fuyao bit his silver teeth.

She knew that things were not that simple!

Since Wan Clan did not allow her to kill True Lord Beihai, the alchemist invited from Wan Clan would naturally not help her anymore.

In this way, things have returned to the original point. The female clan alone has no ability to kill Beihai Zhenjun!

But, what is all this for?

At first, when Ji Fuyao received the order from Wanzu, she felt unfair and angry, but she calmed down and thought about it all night, and finally discovered some doubts.

Wanzu didn’t allow her to kill True Lord Beihai from the beginning!

If they had not allowed it from the beginning, those alchemists would not have accepted the invitation from the beginning. But the fact is that these alchemists did not suddenly say goodbye until now, and it was not until the eve of the grand ceremony that the imperial guards suddenly came to read out ten thousand words.

clan’s orders.

"Did something happen temporarily that made Wanzu decide not to kill Beihai? And judging from the attitude of Lie Yukou, I am not qualified to know all the secrets..."

Ji Fuyao was feeling heavy.

Another soldier with a happy face came to report, "Happy event, happy event! It turns out that not all the alchemists have to say goodbye, and many people decided to stay after considering it! The ceremony can be held as scheduled again!"

"That's great!" Ji Fuyao was of course very happy when he heard this, but more importantly, he was still strange.

The orders of Wan Clan are absolute. Since Wan Clan does not allow the ceremony to be held, it stands to reason that all alchemists should leave.

The reality is that some people still choose to stay.

Staying here, although you can get the reward promised by the female clan, will offend all clans. It seems not very wise...

"Your Majesty, the ceremony has begun. Will you go to watch the ceremony immediately?"

"Of course I want to go."

Ji Fuyao rode a gorgeous fish cart to the venue where the celebration was held.

But I saw that the venue was crowded, and countless foreign monks gathered here, talking about it.

"Hahaha, it's so satisfying! I didn't expect that the Fengnu clan would be able to capture a North Heaven quasi-sage. If we can refine and kill this old Beihai thief, we will certainly be able to increase the power of our clans!"

"This public execution is definitely a slap in the face of Beitian cultivators!"

"The refining and killing is done! The tortured person will be refined into elixirs alive, which is really exciting! I can't wait to see the true king of Beihai who is in agony!"

Most of the people talking like this are low-level monks, and they don't know that Wanzu has temporarily changed his mind and is no longer allowed to kill True Lord Beihai.

"I didn't expect that True Lord Beihai would end up living here... The reason why this person was captured by the Feng Nu Clan was probably because he was swept away by the space turbulence from the battle that day."

"A battle that day? What do you mean by this?"

"Don't you know this, fellow Taoist? Not long ago, a shocking battle took place in Beitian Palace of Lost Worlds! Many quasi-sages went to the Palace of Lost Worlds to cause trouble, and the leader was this True Lord of Beihai. Hey, True Lord of Beihai

There are many kings and great power, and even the Palace of the Lost World does not pay attention to it. However, unexpectedly, an ancient great cultivator named Zhao Jian appeared and killed all the quasi-sages and ancient emperors including Beihai with one person.

.Then, a space turbulence caused the person who overhauled the Zhao Jianjuan to disappear..."

"What do you mean, fellow Taoist, that the Beihai True Monarch escaped from the hands of Zhao Jian by relying on the turbulent flow of space?"

"Yeah, it's a pity that this person escaped from the first grade of junior high school, but not from the fifteenth grade. He fell into the hands of the Fengnu clan again, and I'm afraid he will suffer again. I just don't know what the Wan clan means about this matter.

Why is it that when things come to an end, suddenly..."

Most of the people making such comments were well-informed people. Not only had they heard about the battle between Ning Fan and True Lord Beihai, but they had also received some information about the temporary orders issued by Wanzu.

There are also some old monsters who have reached the status of Immortal Emperor, discussing this matter in the dark.

"Hmph! This Fuyao girl really doesn't care about the overall situation! Wanzu has already given orders, but she dares to disobey and insist on executing True Lord Beihai!"

"The overall situation? Haha, it's not like you and I don't know. With Lord Yukou's temperament, it's absolutely impossible to tell Fuyao Girl all kinds of secrets. After all, sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing. Although that Lord has a cold temperament

, but I never like to involve innocent people, I am afraid that Fuyao Girl has no idea how important this True Lord of Beihai is to all races."

"Yes, this matter is of great importance, and Fuyao Girl probably doesn't know what's going on. But if she insists on going her own way and continues to be executed, won't we step in to stop her?"

"The order has been conveyed to her. If she disobeys, someone will make her pay the price, but it has nothing to do with us and other tribes. What happens next, even if we see it, we don't care. After all, all of this has nothing to do with it.

It's Fuyao Girl's own choice, and she must taste the bitter consequences herself."

"Hiss! Listening to what fellow Taoist said, could it be that those demon-sealing demons are really going to..."

"Yes, the Demon Lord of Feng Mo Peak will not just sit back and let Bei Hai die. He will definitely send people to save him. After today, the Fengnu Clan may no longer exist..."

"It's a pity that the old Taoist monk just died. I originally planned to choose this Fuyao girl as the new Taoist partner, but it seems there is no chance..."

Ji Fuyao didn't know what those old weirdos were talking about her behind her back.

Her eyes were completely fixed on the Tianyuan Cauldron in the center of the venue.

The cauldron is about a hundred feet high and is made from the power of punishment in Tianyuan Prison. It exists specifically for executions.

At this moment, the True Monarch of Beihai's soul is locked in this big cauldron, sitting cross-legged in meditation, recovering from his injuries, while the aqua blue rain path surrounds his body, creating an overwhelming celestial energy.

His expression was as usual, and there was no trace of nervousness about being executed.

He kept counting with his fingers, but what he was counting was Ji Fuyao's death date.

Under the cauldron, there were fifty or sixty alchemists standing - there were originally two hundred people, but because everyone left one after another, these were the only ones left.

On the surface, these alchemists look like ordinary foreign monks, no different. However, if there is a demon master here, they will definitely be able to see that these alchemists have been planted with demon seeds in their consciousness, and have been planted by someone.

Demonic cultivators can control it.

No wonder these people didn’t say goodbye!

You simply can’t help yourself!

"Your Majesty, the auspicious time has come, should we start the furnace immediately?" a soldier asked respectfully.

"Don't worry, I have a secret order. Take this order and execute it quickly. I will open the furnace after you complete the order." After saying this, Ji Fuyao sent a message into the secret and gave the order to the soldiers.

As soon as he heard the content of the order, the soldier's expression changed drastically, for no other reason.

This order actually ordered him to quickly gather the young people in the clan, flee from this place, and never come back.

But it turned out that Ji Fuyao had noticed various abnormalities and had a premonition that the Fengnu clan would be in great trouble today.

There are no eggs left when the nest is overturned. It is for this reason that Ji Fuyao gave a temporary order to let the younger generation of the clan escape. If there is an emergency, it can still leave a trace of incense for the female clan.

"Why did the king give such an order? Could it be that a disaster is about to happen to our clan!" The soldier's face turned pale with fright.

"Don't ask questions, execute the order quickly." Ji Fuyao sighed.

Time passed little by little.

Ji Fuyao counted the time, thinking that the younger generation of the clan should have evacuated this place, so he ordered the furnace to be opened.

In the cold Tianyuan cauldron, a raging fire suddenly emerged. This fire was not just an ordinary fire. At first, it was just the power of the real fire of Samadhi, and soon it increased to six levels, nine levels, and twelve levels!

The Twelve True Fires are the ultimate form of the Hou Tian Fire. Being burned by such true fires, even the Immortal Emperor cannot remain calm. However, the Beihai True Monarch did not look uncomfortable at all when he was in the sea of ​​fire.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse!

He is a second-level quasi-sage, the holder of the title of Rain Master! He is a Taoist, and he is born to restrain fire! Want to refine him to death? The acquired true fire is not enough! Even the innate true fire must reach a certain level before it can bring

He is injured!

"Haha, little baby, your fire is not strong enough!" The contemptuous laughter came from the mouth of True Lord Beihai, spread outside the cauldron, echoed in the world, and resounded in the ears of every monk here.

It's like thunder, like the sky collapses!

This is the pressure of the second-level quasi-sage!

Under that pressure, countless foreign monks were so shocked that they could not stand steadily. Even the Immortal Kings like Ji Fuyao were shocked to the point of dizziness and horror.

Is this the power of the second-level quasi-sage!
To be continued...