I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

Ye Wu Kuang looked at the woman in front of him with his dark and deep eyes, and he already knew in his heart why she came.

Jiang Ling came back to her senses without any pretense. She walked gracefully to the empty seat next to Ye Wu Kuang and sat down. She raised her fair and delicate hand and poured a glass of wine for Ye Wu Kuang.

She spoke softly, "Friend Ye, I'm sure you know why I'm here. We're both descendants of a top clan, so I won't be polite."

"Today, on behalf of the Jiang family of Nanlu, I am formally seeking cooperation with the Yin Mo Xian Sect of Donglu. To be honest, we already have two fragments of the map, and I believe that fellow Daoist must also have two fragments of the map, right? Otherwise, why would you be so generous in snatching this map?"

"So our two tribes can cooperate and jointly explore the secrets in the incomplete map..."

Jiang Ling finished speaking in one breath, her beautiful eyes fixed on Ye Wukuang, trying to find something from his eyes and expression.

However, what disappointed her was that the man in front of her was like a statue. She felt nothing at all, as if the man in front of her was nothing...

Just when Jiang Ling was feeling a little nervous, Ye Wu Kuang finally spoke, but what he said made the beautiful silver-haired girl stunned.

"I have burned the remaining pictures..."

"Burned? Burned?"

Jiang Ling spoke quickly in disbelief, her tone full of disbelief.

"Yeah, it's burned, it's just a remnant of the picture."

"That was bought with 80 million high-level spirit stones. You! You burned it?"

"What's wrong with 80 million? I bought it out of curiosity, and after I saw it, I found it was just like that, so I just burned it."

After Jiang Ling heard Ye Wukuang's words, her pretty face under the veil turned pale. It seemed that she had been staring at Ye Wukuang from beginning to end, but in fact, she had been observing Luo Beian on the other side of Ye Wukuang.

However, she discovered in despair that when Ye Wukuang said to burn the remaining map, Luo Beian's expression and eyes were indeed calm. This was what he had witnessed with his own eyes.

Jiang Ling's heart felt like it was struck by lightning, and her body softened slightly, as if her soul and body were taken away. At this moment, everything that her Jiang family ancestor Jiang Changyin had planned came to nothing...

Naturally, Wang Hao also felt the same as Jiang Ling, because the two of them did not deliberately hide their conversation, so Wang Hao was able to hear it clearly with a little trickery.

When he heard that the remaining map might be assembled today, he almost shouted to the sky with excitement. However, Ye Wukuang's subsequent words almost shattered his determination.

Wang Hao's teeth were grinding and blood was slowly flowing from the corners of his mouth. He stared at Ye Wu Kuang who was standing across from him with a cold gaze. He hated this upstart prodigy even more.

"I hate you so much, kid, just wait. When you get out, I will eat your flesh and sleep on your skin! I will refine your soul into a lamp wick and torture you for ten thousand years!!!"

Ye Wukuang seemed to have sensed something, and looked with interest at Wang Hao, who was standing diagonally opposite him with bloodshot eyes. He stared at him with a dim gaze, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Wang Hao frowned slightly when he saw this, then shifted his gaze, snorted coldly and said to himself:

"This boy is a little different from those rubbish geniuses, but no matter what kind of monster you are, under the influence of my "God-enchanting Incense", you are no different from pigs and dogs..."

Jiang Ling sat next to Ye Wukuang, her beautiful eyes fixed on the wine in front of her as if she was in a trance.

At this time, another girl in a pink dress appeared at the door and entered the hall. The girl also had a veil on her face. Unlike the beautiful and enchanting silver-haired girl, she looked more like a lady from a noble family. Her every move was as gentle as the willows...

Jiang Ling was startled when she saw the girl in the pink skirt. She recognized her identity.

"It's Long Xue, why is she here?"

Long Xue also saw the silver-haired girl with her beautiful eyes, and was shocked.

"It's her, why is she here? Could it be that she is here for the item at the auction? If the Jiang family gets that item, it will definitely not be a good thing for our Long family..."

Although she had many thoughts in her mind, Long Xue walked lightly to Jiang Ling, bowed slightly, and spoke in a voice that made people feel like a spring breeze.

"I didn't expect Sister Jiang Ling to come too. I met you."

Jiang Ling stood up and said with a smile: "Sister Long Xue is getting more and more beautiful. We are sisters who are destined to meet today. Why don't you come and sit next to me?"

Long Xue nodded and sat down next to Jiang Ling. She was slightly surprised when her beautiful eyes swept across Ye Wu Kuang, whose face was blocked by the book, and said to herself:

"I heard that Jiang Ling never gets close to men in her life, so why is she sitting with a man now? Could it be that this man is shameless and deliberately sits next to Jiang Ling?"

After Long Xue took her seat, Jiang Ling and Long Xue began to whisper to each other. The two girls looked like good sisters with a deep relationship.

The demon waiter who was like a decoration on Ye Wu Kuang's shoulder saw this scene and glanced at it with his dark insect mouth.

When Long Xue appeared, Luo Beian began to close his eyes and practice breathing, as if everything happening around him had nothing to do with him...

Time passed quietly, and in just half an incense stick of time, a few more people entered the hall. At this time, the fourteen seats were completely full, leaving only the first seat still empty.

At this moment, a breeze blew through the hall. Many geniuses were wondering where the wind in the hall came from.

However, when they looked around, they were shocked to find that someone had already sat on the white jade platform at the head...

This is an elegant middle-aged man with a slender figure and dressed in a white robe as white as snow. His long gray-black hair falls down like a waterfall, his skin is fair, and his face is handsome. His eyes are as quiet as a calm lake, gazing at everyone.

The few strands of white hair on his temples seemed to tell everyone that the owner of this body was no longer young...

Duan Wuya looked at the talented saints in the audience with a kind look and a smile on his face.

Many geniuses stood up immediately and wanted to pay their respects when they saw Master Duan Wuya, but they were stopped by Duan Wuya who raised his hand with a smile.

Those geniuses with great backgrounds were proud of their status and naturally would not pay homage to Duan Wuya with great ceremony, but the moment they saw the real person, their bodies could not help but tremble slightly.

A small number of distinguished geniuses would not laugh at their peers who wanted to pay homage to Duan Wuya.

Because the one sitting in front of them was the most powerful person in Beilu! He was a great monk who could cut down the stars and overturn mountains and seas with a wave of his hand! He was also a terrifying power that could destroy countless lives with a wave of his hand!

If the Immortal Emperor does not appear, Duan Wuya can control the entire Beilu alone, even though there are four great emperor-level cultivators in Beilu now.

But he is at the peak of the ninth level of the Emperor Realm, and there are even rumors that he has one foot halfway into becoming an Immortal Emperor. He is the only one in hundreds of thousands of years.

Duan Wuya only needs to take one more step forward to be called the ancestor of this fairy world! He can lead the entire Duan family to become a top imperial clan!

Moreover, a young and energetic Immortal Emperor who can squander money at will, even if it is just a turn, has not appeared in this Immortal Spirit World for millions of years...