467: The storm is coming

“Oh? So that’s Ye Xuan, who’s been making waves lately? I heard he got the Chaos Fire Seed and killed several Immortal Kings from the Ancient Heavenly Court and the Underworld?”

“The Chaos Fire Seed, such a divine item, actually fell into the hands of a young man; he’s truly lucky.”

“Beside him, is that the Phoenix Clan? And that other woman, her aura is quite strange. It seems this time will be very lively.”

“It seems this grand event won’t be boring.”

“The women beside that young man are truly beautiful; he’s really blessed.”

Divine Thought communicated silently in the Void Realm.

Some people stared at Ye Xuan, sizing him up.

There were even some lecherous gazes falling on Tang Linglong, Fire Linger, Sacred Maiden Shen Lan, Yue Xuan, and Huang Li.

After all, these women were all one-in-a-million existences, both in terms of appearance and strength.

Such beautiful women, it would be extremely difficult for an ordinary person to obtain even one.

Let alone five, and these five were all by Ye Xuan’s side. Even if they weren’t all wives and concubines, it was enough to make people envious.

“Hmph, these people.”

Tang Linglong felt the gazes of those ill-intentioned people and frowned, but it was not good to flare up.

After all, everyone here was extremely powerful. If there was the slightest mistake, it was very likely to lead to eternal damnation, and since they had just arrived, it was better to keep a low profile.

But even so, facing those gazes, Tang Linglong was extremely annoyed.

“Don’t be afraid, they will pay the price very soon.”

Yue Xuan said indifferently.

As her words fell, a shrill sound came from afar.

Then everyone discovered that in what was originally a strong cultivator’s camp, more than a dozen people had all turned into ice sculptures. The faces on these ice sculptures were lifelike, but their Divine Souls had dissipated.

Taking lives in an instant, such a method shocked everyone.

It also made those people even more curious about the strength of Ye Xuan and his group.

But Ye Xuan seemed oblivious to all of this. His gaze passed over the bustling camp of myriad races below and directly landed on the majestic, towering Zhonghuang Mountain, which exuded endless mystery.

The Chaos Fire Seed within him pulsed even more intensely, and the summons from deep within the mountain became even clearer.

“Let’s go down.”

Ye Xuan piloted the flying boat and landed in a relatively open area at the edge of the plain.

He did not choose to congregate with any known forces, maintaining independence and observing the situation.

The flying boat landed, transforming into a streak of light that disappeared into Ye Xuan’s sleeve.

Ye Xuan and his group revealed themselves, immediately attracting more direct attention.

However, none of these people took any action; they simply watched everything unfold.

“Haha, Fellow Daoist Ye Xuan, it’s been a while, how have you been?”

A gentle voice sounded, and Daoist Qingxuan, accompanied by several disciples of the Ouyang Family, walked over with a smile. They seemed to have arrived early and were waiting for Ye Xuan here.

“Fellow Daoist Qingxuan.”

Ye Xuan cupped his hands in return.

“Young Lord, you must have had a tiring journey.”

Daoist Qingxuan’s gaze swept over the people behind Ye Xuan, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. He then lowered his voice and said, “This place is a mix of Dragons and snakes. Fellow Daoist, you still need to be extra careful.”

“According to this poor Daoist, the Ancient Heavenly Court, the Underworld, and even some reclusive ancient clans are quite interested in you. The grand event will officially begin in three days at the Myriad Races Plaza at the foot of the mountain. At that time, you will likely become the target of all.”

“So, please be very careful then.”

“Thank you for the reminder, Fellow Daoist.”

Ye Xuan nodded.

Just as Daoist Qingxuan was conversing with Ye Xuan, a chilling, bone-piercing killing intent emanated undisguised from one side.

Ye Xuan turned his head to look, only to see a group of Heavenly Court warriors clad in silver armor, exuding a stern aura, led by an old man with a gloomy expression, staring coldly at him.

The old man’s aura was even stronger than that of the Silver Armor General he had encountered before, having already reached the Immortal Emperor level!

On the other side, several figures shrouded in distorted shadows, their faces unclear, also cast malicious glances. Those were people from the Underworld.

Further away, some races of various forms, but equally powerful auras, were also sizing up Ye Xuan and his newly arrived group, who carried such a divine item as the Chaos Fire Seed.

The calm before the storm.

Ye Xuan calmly withdrew his gaze and smiled faintly at Daoist Qingxuan and those around him, saying, “It’s fine. Since we’re here, we’ll make the best of it. If they want to make a move, I’ll naturally oblige.”

“Haha, since Young Lord has such courage, this poor Daoist will not say much more. Next, Young Lord and your group can stay at our Ouyang Family’s place.”

“It’s your first time attending the grand event, Young Lord, you can go explore more. Perhaps you’ll find some treasures.”

Daoist Qingxuan said with a smile.

“That would be excellent.”

Ye Xuan’s composure also calmed everyone’s hearts slightly.

The plain at the foot of Zhonghuang Mountain, rather than a camp, was more like a temporary market of myriad races.

With three days remaining until the grand event officially began, the powerful cultivators of various races did not simply sit and Cultivate. Instead, they took this opportunity to exchange information and sell treasures.

Some even directly engaged in sparring battles.

For a time, the plain was filled with the occasional glow of Spell, the clang of clashing weapons, and even more, the clamor of haggling.

“Come and see! Void Realm Crystals just fished out of the Chaos rift, containing fragments of Space Law, top-grade Materials for refining Cave Heaven Magic Treasures!”

“Ancestral Dragon Blood Grass, containing a trace of true Dragon Qi, with supreme wondrous effects for Body Refining, only exchanged for Soul-type treasures of equal value!”

“From the Underworld Ghost Market, the Heart-Confusing Demon Bell, capable of disturbing one’s mind with a shake. This is a wonderful item for obtaining some Fairies and goddesses, hehe, those who know, know.”

The hawking, the discussions, and even the conversations of some strange races mingled together, making it extraordinarily lively.

Ye Xuan and the others did not stay in the camp all the time either.

Since they had come, they naturally wanted to understand the situation. They restrained their Qi and blended into the bustling crowd.

Fire Linger was curious about everything, pulling Tang Linglong to linger at various stalls, her eyes lighting up at novel trinkets.

Tang Linglong reluctantly accompanied her, occasionally stopping to observe some Ore or fragments containing pure Sword Intent.

Yue Xuan and Sacred Maiden Shen Lan were more interested in stalls selling ancient books, Jade Slips, or providing intelligence.

Yue Xuan wanted to find clues that might be related to Tai Hao, the Star Spirit Clan, or the ancient secrets of Zhonghuang Mountain.

Sacred Maiden Shen Lan, on the other hand, tried to piece together a more complete picture of the situation from these fragmented pieces of information through heavenly divination.

Huang Li, accompanied by two Phoenix guards, mainly focused on fire-related treasures and Materials, hoping to find resources beneficial for the recovery of her clansmen.

Ye Xuan’s gaze seemed casual, but in reality, with a slight movement of his Divine Sense, he could take in information from a large area around him.

He saw the Young Lord of the True Dragon Clan gambling with someone, winning a pot of Starry Brew with a Dragon Scale Shield.

He saw several demons from the abyss exchanging something with a figure shrouded in a cloak, using a mysterious language.