The real headquarters of Qixin Sect

Upon hearing the good news from Jue Wuya, Qin Ming felt delighted. For a moment, he felt refreshed, and his thoughts on researching the Medicinal Pill became even more fluid.

In the north of the Great Xia Dynasty, within a mountain valley, a base was hidden.

There were few people in the base, but each one was extremely powerful. The weakest Martial Artist was in the Martial Spirit Realm, and the strongest Martial Artist had reached the Martial King Realm.

"Sect Master, how long must the Qixin Sect continue to hide? Why don't we fight the Qin Family? This life is too stifling." A Young Man looked at the old man in front of him with a bitter expression.

The old man had white hair and wore a set of Confucian robes, looking refined. He was the Sect Master of the Qixin Sect.

"Rest assured, as long as we have some patience, the Qin Family will definitely be destroyed. The Evil Young Master is already preparing. I believe that in a short time, the Qin Family will become blind, and at that time, we can reappear in the world."

The old man smiled and consoled him.

"But… Martial Emperor Ao Tong is not someone the Evil Young Master can deal with. How long must we wait for this? It is all because we listened to the Evil Young Master's orders that our Sect Disciples have been decimated." The Young Man complained.

The old man waved his hand: "You do not understand. The Evil Young Master is not as simple as you say. If Ao Tong keeps jumping around, his death is near. As for the Disciples under our Sect, if they die, they die; keeping them is just a waste of resources."

Now that the Qixin Sect was truly hiding, resources were limited, and those Ordinary Martial Artists would waste too many resources. The old man had long been impatient, and having just received the Evil Young Master's order, he followed the trend and directly borrowed Qin Ming's hand to let the Disciples disappear.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise. The old man was startled and looked up.

A Man in Cyan Robes stood in the Void Realm, standing proudly.

"Ao… Tong!" The old man no longer had even a trace of his previous calm; his face was pale, and his legs were trembling.

The Evil Young Master might not be afraid of Ao Tong, but he was far from being an opponent.

"How… how did he find this place?" The old man's lips trembled, and he was confused in his heart.

"Martial Emperor Ao Tong has arrived, run quickly…" The Disciples of the Qixin Sect realized what was happening, and with a roar, they fled out of the valley in groups.

"Sect Master, what should we do now?" The Young Man looked at the old man with a panicked expression.

The old man lowered his head in thought. He still could not figure out who had leaked his whereabouts, which made him unable to rest or eat in peace.

"Sect Master, it is too late, Ao Tong has come to kill us." The Young Man said loudly and anxiously. The Green-Robed Martial Emperor in the sky had clearly noticed them and was flying straight towards them.

"It is you." Unexpectedly, the old man did not run, but instead pointed his finger at the Young Man and shouted, "I know now, it must be you. The place where we are hiding is covered with Hidden Stones, and the Divine Sense of a Martial Emperor cannot detect it. No one in the Sect knew I was here, only you."

There was sweat on the Young Man's forehead, and he said tremblingly: "Sect Master, how could you suspect me? I have followed you since I was a child and have always been loyal to you."

The old man snorted coldly. He had already seen the Young Man's nervousness and was even more certain in his heart that he was a traitor.

"Why did you betray me? I have always treated you quite well."

At this moment, the Green-Robed Martial Emperor had already stood above them, looking down at the two.

At the same time, a massive Aura enveloped them. The old man knew that he would definitely not be able to escape.

The Young Man was no longer acting fearful at this moment; instead, he looked at the old man triumphantly.