Young White Horse: I, Ye Dingzhi, offer sacrifice to the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

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Despite this, there are still three sword immortals and five sword immortals, but only this spear.

Only one: Gun Immortal Sikong Changfeng, one of the three masters of Snow Moon City.

His spear is said to be able to slay fierce ghosts and dead souls. It once broke the Lonely Ghost Formation set up by six elders of the Demonic Sect at the foot of Qilian Mountain with a single spear thrust, and was even able to fight the Demonic Sect leader Ye Dingzhi alone and escape unscathed.

Those who compiled the weapon rankings once said that he alone possessed eight-tenths of the world's most powerful spears.

Lei Wujie stared intently at the middle-aged man in front of him, dressed in black, with an indifferent expression and a scholarly air.

Xiao Se sighed: "The way those spoiled young masters in Tianqi City look at the courtesan in Yaoyue Tower is pretty much the same as yours."

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Lu Yuzhai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "What a master spearman! This junior has learned a lot from your skill!"

He specifically emphasized the word "junior" to mock Sikong Changfeng for disregarding his status and fighting with the juniors of 827.

Sikong Changfeng stood atop his spear with his hands clasped behind his back, his brow slightly furrowed, and chuckled, "I... made my move?"

Lu Yuzhai was speechless. Sikong Changfeng had indeed not made a single move, but the residual force of his spear attack had already forced him into a corner with no way to retreat.

Sikong Changfeng continued with a smile, "With the world in such chaos, is Wushuang City still clinging to the empty title of the number one city under heaven?"

Lu Yuzhai sneered and did not answer.

“Go back and tell those old men in Wushuang City that if they really think they can overturn the martial world by taking away a seal, then not only will they never mention the words ‘Peerless Under Heaven’ again, but they should also stop calling Wushuang City.” Sikong Changfeng spoke calmly, but his words were astonishing. And yet, he was one of only three people in the world who could say such a thing.

Lu Yuzhai dared not speak out against his anger.

"And one more thing." Sikong Changfeng looked at the young man carrying the sword box: "Wushuang City has found a rare talent, so don't waste your time carving him. Please pass this message on to Song Yanhui."

Unlike his senior brother, Wushuang was not angry. Instead, he nodded emphatically: "I will definitely pass on your words, senior. If I still remember them by then."

Sikong Changfeng turned around and stopped looking at him: "Let's go."

Wushuang helped the seriously injured Lu Yuzhai onto his horse, and with a sharp crack of his whip, the other dozens of riders immediately followed and left.

Mo Xiaohei said with a smile, "Junior Brother Sikong, I didn't expect you to come."

"You've had a tough journey, Senior Brother." Sikong Changfeng clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"It's nothing. By the way, how's the war going? How come you have time to come here?" Mo Xiaohei asked.

Sikong Changfeng shook his head, his expression grave: "The situation is not optimistic; the battle lines are retreating again and again."

"But Dongjun was worried, so he sent me here."

Lei Wujie and Xiao Se were somewhat confused by the conversation between the two.

I haven't heard of any fighting anywhere. Why are you saying there's a war going on somewhere?

Moreover, it sounded quite intense, with even the Gun Immortal retreating continuously!

"I am Lei Wujie from Lei Family Fortress of Thunderbolt Hall in Jiangnan. I am on my way to Snow Moon City to become a disciple!" Lei Wujie did not ask any further questions. When he saw Sikong Changfeng looking over, he hurriedly clasped his hands in a fist salute and said loudly.

"Oh." Sikong Changfeng responded casually, patting Lei Wujie on the shoulder: "Not bad."

"May I ask, Gun Immortal, what exactly is inside this golden coffin?" Xiao Se suddenly asked.

Sikong Changfeng was slightly taken aback, and said quietly, "If he comes out, the first person he will kill will be you."

Mo Xiaohei nodded: "That's right, if I were you, I would have been the first to run away."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Se's heart sank.

He could tell that the two seniors weren't joking.

These words were even directed at him alone.

Who exactly is inside this golden coffin?

Chapter 80 The Reasons for the Decline of Snowmoon City! A Horrifying Scene!

It was dusk, and the sun was setting. Two fine horses were pulling a carriage along the official road, looking listless. In fact, both were excellent steeds, but after traveling a thousand miles, even the best horses were exhausted.

One of the riders, dressed in a long blue robe, yawned lazily, while the other, dressed in red, pointed to a distant city and announced loudly, "We've arrived!"

The other person, however, didn't seem to care at all, and simply responded with a curt "Oh."

"That's Snow Moon City! The number one city in the martial world, aren't you excited?" the man in red said with displeasure.

The man in the blue robe frowned, looking impatient. Seeing the man in red speaking excitedly, he raised his foot and kicked him off his horse: "Get lost!"

"Have we arrived?" Mo Xiaohei stepped out of the carriage and stretched.

These three were naturally Lei Wujie, Xiao Se, and Mo Xiaohei. After encountering the people of Wushuang City, the spear immortal who came from the west with a single spear shot was gone, and Lei Wujie didn't even have time to say goodbye.

The journey was arduous, but they finally arrived in the city.

The four cities under heaven are Tianqi in the north, Xueyue in the south, Muliang in the west, and Wushuang in the east.

Tianqi is the imperial city, gathering the fortune of the world. Muliang is a solitary city, inhabited only by the sword immortal Luo Qingyang. Wushuang City is a martial city, where all its inhabitants are skilled in martial arts, and outsiders are not allowed to enter.

These three cities all possess an inexplicable sense of distance from ordinary people. Only Snow Moon City is different; it calls itself a mortal city.

The city was originally called "Da Chang He". Later, a few peerless people came and stayed because they were captivated by the beautiful scenery. These people were unparalleled in martial arts, and more and more people came to visit. The city became theirs, and they renamed it "Xue Yue".

However, when Lei Wujie and Xiao Se rode their horses to the foot of the city, they discovered that two words were clearly written on the city gate, not "Xueyue" (雪月), but "Xiaguan" (下关).

"Wrong way?" Lei Wujie was taken aback.

Xiao Se reached out, feeling the gentle spring breeze blowing in his face, and murmured: "The wind of Xiaguan, the flowers of Shangguan, the snow of Cangshan, the moon of Erhai."

"What are you talking about?" Lei Wujie asked, puzzled.

"Shut up!" Xiao Se kicked him again.

The group dismounted and led their horses into the city, only to find that the city was no different from any other city.

The streets were lined with vendors hawking their wares, and there were wine shops of all sizes along the roadside. Girls carrying camellias ran past them with light steps, and waiters with white towels draped over their bodies came over to greet them: "Esteemed guests, are you new to the city? Why don't you come to our shop for a cup of tea and rest for a while?"

However, the only difference is that Snow Moon City looks very new.

The houses along the street, with their blue bricks and black tiles, show no signs of age and appear to have been recently built.

"Are we really not in the wrong place?" Lei Wujie was still puzzled.

Xiao Se rolled her eyes at him, ignored him, and followed the waiter into the teahouse.

Lei Wujie had no choice but to follow. The two ordered a pot of tea and some snacks. Xiao Se ate slowly, while Lei Wujie had no appetite. He looked around, wondering if these waiters and tea drinkers were all hidden masters. He thought that Snow Moon City was too unfathomable.

Mo Xiaohei seemed to see Lei Wujie's confusion and said with a smile, "Are you wondering why Snow Moon City is such an ordinary scene? Could it be that you've come to the wrong place?"

“Exactly, exactly!” Lei Wujie nodded.

“Snow Moon City was rebuilt a few years ago,” Mo Xiaohei said, then pointed to a tall pavilion in the distance and asked, “Can you see that Ascension Pavilion?”

“I’m not blind, of course I saw it,” Lei Wujie said, puzzled.

"Once you pass the Ascension Pavilion, you'll reach the Upper Pass, which is the true Snow Moon City. Outside the Ascension Pavilion, it's still just an ordinary city. Only by crossing the Ascension Pavilion can you see Snow Moon. Otherwise, this supreme city of the martial world would be too easy to see," Mo Xiaohei laughed.

"I see!" Lei Wujie suddenly understood, his doubts vanished, and he took a sip of tea, saying, "Is it difficult to cross the Ascension Pavilion?"

"It's not that difficult, but it's not that easy either. If you have a name card, you can just walk in. If you don't, you'll have to go up to the Heavenly Pavilion. The Heavenly Pavilion has sixteen floors. It's said that if you can reach the sixteenth floor, you'll be able to meet the world-renowned Snow Moon City Lord, who is also my junior brother, Baili Dongjun," Mo Xiaohei said calmly.

"Why is your junior brother stronger than you?" Lei Wujie asked curiously.

Mo Xiaohei's face darkened, but since his face was naturally dark, it wasn't noticeable.

"I still have things to deliver. Young brothers, we'll meet again someday in the martial world." Mo Xiaohei put down his teacup and turned to leave.

"No way? So petty?" Lei Wujie stared wide-eyed at Mo Xiaohei as he left.

"You idiot." Xiao Se sighed deeply and said helplessly, "Now we have no choice but to go to the Ascending Heaven Pavilion ourselves."

"Then let's go! I was just thinking of giving it a try anyway!" Lei Wujie, carefree as ever, rubbed his fists.

"The wind of Xiaguan, the flowers of Shangguan. Snow on Cangshan Mountain, moon over Erhai Lake, how interesting. This Snow Moon City truly does not disappoint me. How many floors do you think I can climb?"

Xiao Se said calmly, "Upon reaching the fifth floor, one can become a disciple of Snow Moon City; upon reaching the tenth floor, one can receive instruction from an elder; upon reaching the sixteenth floor, one becomes a disciple of Baili Dongjun. As for you, you can barely reach the tenth floor."

"You're underestimating me! I'm determined to reach the sixteenth floor!" Lei Wujie shouted.

This time, Xiao Se ignored Lei Wujie and instead called out to the waiter.

"Sir, what can I do for you?" the waiter asked hurriedly.

"What happened in Snowmoon City a few years ago? Why is it being rebuilt?" Xiao Se asked.

"This..." The waiter's expression immediately changed: "It's better if you don't know, sir."

Xiao Se took out a bag of silver coins.

The waiter hesitated for a moment, and Xiao Se took out another bag of silver coins.

The waiter finally couldn't resist the temptation and gritted his teeth, saying, "Sir, please don't go around spreading this. Snowmoon City has explicitly forbidden discussing this matter."

Xiao Se nodded.

Lei Wujie's curiosity was piqued, and he began to listen intently.

The waiter whispered:

"Three years ago, on that day, I was doing odd jobs in the shop as usual when suddenly a loud noise came, as if the whole Snowmoon City shook."

"I was also jolted to the ground and thought it was an earthquake."

"Everyone in the inn ran out, but then they all rushed back in like madmen."

"I took the opportunity to glance outside, and just that one glance was enough to scare me for days."

At this point, Shop Group 78 shuddered, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

"Tell me quickly! What did you see?" Lei Wujie hurriedly asked.

“I saw… a Maitreya Buddha.”

"Maitreya Buddha?" Xiao Se and Lei Wujie were both taken aback.

“That’s no ordinary Maitreya Buddha.” The waiter swallowed hard. “That Maitreya Buddha was radiating red light, with a strange smile on its face, and its figure was like a giant, hundreds of meters tall.”

"It just landed straight into Snow Moon City, and that huge tremor was caused by Maitreya Buddha falling into Snow Moon City."

"After that, a deep chanting sound rang in everyone's ears. The chanting sounded extremely terrifying, making people want to become Buddhas on the spot and go to the Pure Land."

"Isn't becoming a Buddha good?" Lei Wujie asked curiously.

The waiter shook his head: "Some people were attracted by the chanting and entered the Buddhist order. They tore open their own chests with their bare hands, took out their hearts, and offered them to Maitreya Buddha. They went to the Pure Land and died with a smile on their face, a smile as eerie as Maitreya Buddha's."

"After that scene, I immediately banged my head against the wall and passed out, which is how I escaped death."

"After waking up, the Maitreya Buddha disappeared. It is said that nearly half of the people in Snow Moon City died because of this incident."

"Waiter!!!" A furious roar suddenly rang out: "What are you doing?!"

"Slacking off again!"

The shopkeeper grabbed the waiter by the ear: "Get back to work!"

After shooing away the waiter, the shopkeeper smiled apologetically at Xiao Se and Lei Wujie, saying, "I'm sorry, gentlemen. That kid likes to read ghost stories all day long and has developed hysteria. What he said was all just his own imagination."

"This Snow Moon City was only recently renovated because it's been around for a long time. There's nothing strange about it."

Xiao Se laughed and said, "I'll just take it as a story. I must say, this waiter is quite the storyteller."

The shopkeeper laughed heartily: "That lad could be a storyteller."

After the shopkeeper left, Lei Wujie looked serious and whispered, "I think what the waiter said... wasn't made up."

“When he spoke, I could clearly see that his fear was not something he could fake.”

Xiao Se took a sip of tea and said with a solemn expression, "I never expected that so many strange things would happen in this world after I've been away for several years."

"What exactly is that Maitreya Buddha? How could he destroy most of Snow Moon City? And how did Snow Moon City deal with that Maitreya Buddha afterwards?" Lei Wujie murmured.

"If you hadn't angered Young Master Mo Chen, you could have asked him." Xiao Se snorted coldly.

"Do you think this strange thing has anything to do with that thing?" Lei Wujie secretly pointed to the sky outside the inn window.

"Don't ask me." Xiao Se was still angry.

"Let's go! Let's challenge the Heavenly Pavilion!" Lei Wujie shouted as he stood up. "Once we reach the sixteenth floor, we'll know everything, won't we?"

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At the summit of Cangshan Mountain.

A middle-aged scholar dressed in black sat there, with a chessboard in front of him and a long, dark gold spear beside him.