As the three great protectors of the Can Ye Demon Sect, they knew very well that if they didn't act swiftly to reorganize their sect, the only outcome waiting for them was total annihilation by the
When that time came, knowing the Archipelago's nature, they likely wouldn't even accept surrender. They would simply hunt down and exterminate every last member of the Can Ye Demon Sect.
Therefore, they had to act immediately to reorganize, gathering their scattered members together—whether living or dead, ready to fight or flee, they had to do it as one.
However, the Can Ye Demon Sect had fallen into disarray precisely because it lacked a leader. Even now, the three protectors were in a standoff, each unwilling to yield to the others, making the selection of a new Sect Master far from simple.
In fact, many didn't know how they planned to choose the Sect Master, but
"Master, it seems we can turn their own plan against them," Chu Feng said with a sly grin.
"Mm. Disguise ourselves and observe. There's no rush to act; I want to see what these old fools are really up to," Qiu Canfeng nodded with a smile.
And so, the master and disciple pair didn't show themselves directly. Instead, they disguised themselves as ordinary folk and infiltrated the vast sea of people.
Merging into the crowd, they headed straight into the underground palace of the Evil Abyss, knowing the selection of the new Sect Master was to take place in the hall where the Demon Sealing Sword rested.
As they moved through, Chu Feng and Qiu Canfeng noticed the underground palace had been renovated. While not exactly refined, it was certainly more spacious—several times larger than before, presumably to accommodate more people.
This showed the three protectors had spared no effort and had been preparing for this day for a long time.
Even so, the palace was packed. The people squeezed inside alone numbered in the millions. Calculating this, the Can Ye Demon Sect had managed to gather a truly staggering number of members; including those above ground, the total exceeded ten million.
This demonstrated the loyalty of the Can Ye Demon Sect's members. Though the sect's collapse had scattered them across the land, leaving them without refuge, the moment the call went out, they all came rushing back, ready to risk life and limb, to pour their hearts out for their sect.
Finally, Chu Feng and Qiu Canfeng reached the hall of the Demon Sealing Sword. This hall had been expanded even further. Currently, it held hundreds of thousands of people, giving a sense of its immense scale.
However, only those with status and standing within the Can Ye Demon Sect were permitted entry. Guards even checked identities at the door; ordinary members were barred.
Still, this was understandable. This was, after all, where the Sect Master would be chosen. And no matter how grand the hall, its space was ultimately limited, unable to hold every member of the sect.
This checkpoint and scrutiny barred many who wished to witness the selection firsthand, but it posed no obstacle to Chu Feng and Qiu Canfeng. With a little skill, they slipped inside.
"Chu Feng, you go ahead. I'll stay here," Qiu Canfeng transmitted after they were in.
"Mm." Chu Feng knew his master didn't want to draw attention, so he ventured alone, pushing his way from the outer edges toward the center of the hall.
Though the hall was vast, it was completely packed. As a young man brazenly shouldering his way forward, shoving person after person aside, Chu Feng drew considerable discontent. Complaints and curses followed him throughout.
But Chu Feng paid them no heed, fully embodying the spirit of having a thick face and pushing forward regardless.
Finally, he pierced through the crowd and reached the front row. At that moment, several familiar figures entered his view.
Besides them, many other acquaintances were there, such as the Ten Golden Robe Brothers and the Five Elemental Kings—Gold, Water, Fire, Earth. In fact, all five Kings of the Can Ye Demon Sect were present.
Among the Five Kings, the strongest was the Gold King, a Third-stage Martial King.
Naturally, the most influential figures present, the ones who had managed to summon so many members, were the three great protectors.
Chu Feng recognized You Mingdeng—the old monster who had targeted him before.
Now, he sat upon a seat forged from barrier energy, appearing quite relaxed. Beside him sat two others.
One was a woman with a voluptuous figure, heavy makeup, and an aura of strange perfume. Though her face suggested middle age, everyone knew she was an old woman nearing two hundred years old. This was Xue Xiyue, Xuan Xiaochao's master.
The other was an elderly man in simple yet proper cloth robes, with white hair. He appeared ordinary, but his gentle eyes held an indescribable sharpness, making it clear he was no kind-hearted pushover. This was Fu Liansheng, Fu Fengming's master.
Both Xue Xiyue and Fu Liansheng possessed powerful cultivation, at the Fourth-stage Martial King level, just like You Mingdeng. Their lips moved silently, clearly engaged in a private telepathic discussion.
However, compared to these great figures of the Can Ye Demon Sect, Chu Feng's attention was drawn more to the very center of the hall. There stood an object—a massive black sword, radiating an imposing and extraordinary aura. It was the King Weapon, the Demon Sealing Sword.
Chu Feng himself now possessed a King Weapon. Looking at the Demon Sealing Sword anew, he could appreciate its power even more. This weapon truly deserved its title as the "King among King Weapons." The power it contained was far beyond what an ordinary King Weapon could match.
"This weapon's quality is absolutely at the pinnacle of King Weapons. If I'm not mistaken, its forger wasn't a Martial King, but a Martial Emperor. Only a King Weapon forged by a Martial Emperor could possess such quality," Eggie spoke up.
"A King Weapon forged by a Martial Emperor? That makes sense. The gap between a Martial King and a Martial Emperor is like heaven and earth. Their understanding of the martial path is on completely different levels."
"Even though both create King Weapons, the quality difference is vast. If a King Weapon forged by a Martial King still has flaws, then one forged by a Martial Emperor is absolutely perfect," Chu Feng nodded in agreement.
PS: At least six more chapters today; the rest are being edited. I'll try to get them out before 12 AM. The Bee is working hard to pay back his debt, brothers! Can you show some support after reading?