Chaos Supreme Reincarnation

Zhang Junjian stood on the top of the mountain, looking down at the injured and fallen divine beast Qilin, with a flash of disdain in his eyes. He snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if echoing his emotions.

Qilin struggled to stand up, with a look of sadness and helplessness in his eyes. He lowered his head and roared softly, as if expressing his apology and unwillingness.

Zhang Junjian's face was stern, and he said loudly: "The divine beast Qilin is nothing more than this! Humph! Leave now! Although you hurt my disciples of Xiaoyao Sect, there may be a misunderstanding. I don't want to kill you!" His voice echoed in the mountains, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

Qilin stared at Zhang Junjian for a moment, then turned around and slowly walked away. Its figure looked particularly lonely in the afterglow of the setting sun, and every step was heavy.

Zhang Junjian watched the Qilin go away, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He understood that the Qilin was not an ordinary beast, and it exuded a mysterious aura. Perhaps this conflict was really just a misunderstanding.

With the departure of Qilin, the mountains returned to peace. Zhang Junjian put away his sword, turned around and walked towards the direction of Xiaoyao Sect. His back was firm and resolute, as if he was announcing his determination and faith to the world.

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Li Xiaoyao looked solemn, and hurried to Zhang Junjian. His eyes revealed apology and gratitude, and he said with a trembling voice: "Grandmaster, I am incompetent, I beg you to help save Xiaoyao Sect."

He bent slightly, as if he was carrying the weight of the entire Xiaoyao Sect. Zhang Junjian's majestic figure stood in front of him, like an unshakable mountain. Li Xiaoyao's words were full of self-blame and helplessness. He knew that he had a heavy responsibility, but facing the current predicament of the Xiaoyao Sect, he felt powerless.

Zhang Junjian stared at Li Xiaoyao with a sharp gaze, revealing a deep expectation. After a moment, he spoke slowly, his voice low and firm: "Xiaoyao Sect is our foundation, don't feel guilty, I will do my best."

A warm current surged in Li Xiaoyao's heart. He knew that Zhang Junjian's promise meant the dawn of hope. He raised his head and met Zhang Junjian's eyes. There was a firm light in his eyes, as if telling himself that he would not disappoint the ancestor's expectations. At this moment, the fate of Xiaoyao Sect seemed to be intertwined, and they would face the challenges of the future together.

Zhang Junjian called all the elders of Xiaoyao Sect to the main hall to discuss whether the Qilin tribe would send more powerful masters to retaliate. Finally, amid the clamor, Zhang Junjian decided to go to the Qilin tribe's habitat to resolve the misunderstanding!

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Junjian flashed and disappeared in the hall like a flash of lightning.

Relying on his extraordinary agility, he quickly crossed the Shenshan Mountains and headed towards the habitat of the Qilin tribe.

Along the way, his mind was calm, but his thoughts were running at high speed.

He was thinking about how to communicate with the Qilin tribe and resolve this misunderstanding.

Soon, he arrived at the territory of the Qilin tribe.

Before my eyes was a mysterious and ancient scene, with the breath of the Qilin clan permeating the air.

Zhang Junjian took a deep breath and set out on the road ahead.

"Stop! Human! You shouldn't be here! If you enter the sacred mountain without the guidance of my Qilin people, you will be blaspheming my Qilin people!"

Zhang Junjian bowed and said, "Brother, please inform your manager that Zhang Junjian from Xiaoyao Sect is here to visit!"

"Get lost! I have never heard of Zhang Junjian from your Xiaoyao Sect..." The other party suddenly paused for a moment, and immediately shouted in surprise: "You...! Are you the mortal immortal king Zhang Junjian?"