270: Chapter 270: Discussion in the Void

Deep within the ruins.

That golden palace stood tall and majestic, with eternal spiritual light flowing over the palace gates like a sleeping giant beast breathing slowly.

On the murals before the palace gates, Sword Intent and Demonic Qi were intertwined.

Even after ten thousand years, it still caused everyone who approached to feel a sense of trepidation.

Before the palace gates.

City Lord Li Qingge stood with his hands behind his back, his green robes fluttering in the wind.

He had been standing here for an entire day, his eyes fixed on that door without looking away for a single moment.

There was no one by his side.

This was because this was a Void Realm opened up by two big shots.

On the surface, the two of them and Xiao Ran's group were all in front of the main hall, but in reality, that wasn't the case at all.

This was the terror of the Integration Stage.

Within the Void Realm.

A hundred feet away on the opposite side, a golden lion lay on a giant rock, its golden mane fluttering in the wind like flames.

The Clan Chief of the Golden Lion Clan, Clan Leader Shi Tianba.

His vertical pupils were half-closed as if he were napping, but his ears kept moving, catching every subtle sound in the surroundings.

He had also been waiting here for a day.

The two had already tried to force the door open, but the ten-thousand-year-old Restriction on the door remained unmoved.

The Sword Intent left by Li Qinglian was not something one or two people could shake.

“City Lord Li Qingge, has your Human Race's great Cultivator not arrived yet?”

Clan Leader Shi Tianba opened his eyes, his golden vertical pupils looking at City Lord Li Qingge, a hint of impatience in his voice.

City Lord Li Qingge didn't even turn his head. “Hasn't your Yao Race's Yao Emperor also not arrived?”

Clan Leader Shi Tianba gave a cold snort.

“My clan's Old Ancestor is on his way. Once he arrives, he can shatter this broken door with a single palm strike.”

City Lord Li Qingge said indifferently.

“What a coincidence, my father is also on his way.”

The two stopped talking.

The atmosphere was as cold as an ice cellar.

Just then, a sword hum suddenly echoed through the Void Realm.

The sound was crisp and distant, as if someone had flicked a sword blade from a thousand miles away, or like the sound of wind passing through a bamboo forest.

The sound grew from distant to near, becoming clearer and clearer.

Finally, it transformed into a silver-white sword light flying from the horizon.

The sword light stopped above the palace and transformed into a sword.

It wasn't a person, but a sword.

The body of the sword was entirely silver-white, with blue Sword Intent flowing over the blade, and a fist-sized gem embedded in the hilt, with faint stars swirling within the gem.

The sword hovered in the air for a moment, and then the phantom of a white-haired old man appeared on the sword's body.

The phantom gradually solidified, finally turning into an old man wearing gray robes.

The Grand Elder of the Sword Sect, Supreme Elder Jian Cangqiong.

Peak Body Integration Stage.

His appearance had no warning, as if that sword had always been there and was only now being seen.

Supreme Elder Jian Cangqiong truly lived up to being a Sword Cultivator, having mastered the essence of acting cool.

On the surface, his face looked lean, and his eyebrows and beard were white, hanging down to his chest.

In reality, not a single trace of his aura leaked out.

Standing there, he was like an unsheathed divine sword that one dared not look at directly.

“Old man Cangqiong, you're not dead yet?”

Clan Leader Shi Tianba stood up from the giant rock. A hint of wariness flashed in his golden vertical pupils, but his words remained sharp.

Supreme Elder Jian Cangqiong glanced at him and said indifferently.

“Since a little thing like you hasn't died, how could I?”

Clan Leader Shi Tianba snorted coldly and said no more.

Supreme Elder Jian Cangqiong looked at City Lord Li Qingge again and nodded slightly.

“Qingge, where is your father?”

City Lord Li Qingge cupped his hands and said, “Father is on his way and should be arriving soon.”

Just as he finished speaking.

The distant sky suddenly darkened for a moment.

It wasn't that the sky had suddenly turned black, but rather a terrifying aura was pressing down from the horizon.

That aura was like the mountains and the seas, pressing down so hard that the surrounding air trembled.

Within that aura, an old man wearing gray robes stepped out from the Void Realm.

His face was haggard, his hair was gone, his eyebrows were gone, and his skin was like dried bark clinging to his bones.

His eyes were gray without pupils, like two cloudy glass beads.

But his aura was even a point stronger than Supreme Elder Jian Cangqiong's.

The Old City Lord of the City Lord's Manor, Old City Lord Li Cang.

Peak Body Integration Stage.

After a thousand years of secluded cultivation, he finally emerged today.

His way of appearing was very simple.

He took a step out of the Void Realm, and then he was just standing there.

But this single step had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers.

The position where he appeared was right next to City Lord Li Qingge.

“Father.” City Lord Li Qingge bowed.

Old City Lord Li Cang nodded, his gaze falling upon Supreme Elder Jian Cangqiong.

“Cangqiong, after a thousand years, your Sword Intent has improved again.”

Supreme Elder Jian Cangqiong said indifferently, “You're not bad either. This old man still can't see through you.”

Old City Lord Li Cang laughed, his voice raspy. “Hahaha, I'm just someone with half a foot in the Yellow Springs.”

The conversation between the two was exactly the same as the one between Clan Leader Shi Tianba and Supreme Elder Jian Cangqiong.

When old monsters who had lived for thousands of years met, their first words were always asking if the other was dead yet.

In the distance.

Clan Leader Shi Tianba looked at Old City Lord Li Cang, his vertical pupils filled with wariness.

Old City Lord Li Cang was one of the strongest Body Integration Stage Cultivators in the Northern Border a thousand years ago.

He had killed more members of the Yao Race than City Lord Li Qingge had eaten meals.

He had been in seclusion for a thousand years, and no one knew his current strength.

“Li Cang, you haven't passed away yet?”

There was a hint of provocation in Clan Leader Shi Tianba's voice.

Old City Lord Li Cang glanced at him and said indifferently.

“A little lion at the Early Stage of Body Integration like you is worthy of speaking to me? Call your father over.”

Clan Leader Shi Tianba's expression stiffened.

His father, the Old Ancestor of the Golden Lion Clan, Shi Qiong, was also at the Peak of Body Integration, but he hadn't arrived yet.

By himself, he indeed lacked the qualifications to challenge Old City Lord Li Cang.

Just then.

A golden light suddenly lit up in the distant sky.

Within the light, a golden lion came treading through the air.

Its mane burned like fire, each strand like a golden sword, reflecting the half-sky in gold.

Its eyes were golden, with vertical pupils that had faint flames dancing within them.

With every step it took, it left a burning hoofprint in the Void Realm.

The Old Ancestor of the Golden Lion Clan, at the Peak of Body Integration.

“Li Cang, what's with the grand display of power in front of my son?”

Ancestor Shi Cang's voice was as low as thunder, making the air tremble.

Old City Lord Li Cang looked at him. “Your son started it.”

Ancestor Shi Cang landed opposite him, his golden vertical pupils staring at him.

“You're an old monster who has lived for eight thousand years. Isn't it embarrassing to bicker with my three-thousand-year-old son?”

Old City Lord Li Cang laughed. “He started it; why should I indulge him?”

The two stared at each other, sparks flying in the air.

The golden Demonic Qi and gray spiritual power collided, erupting in a blinding light.

The surrounding Void Realm was twisting, and the rubble on the ground was crushed into powder.

“Enough.”

Supreme Elder Jian Cangqiong spoke, his voice calm but carrying an unquestionable authority.

“We are here to break the formation, not to fight.”

“If you want to fight, wait until the formation is broken.”

Old City Lord Li Cang and Lion Cangqiong withdrew their auras simultaneously, snorted coldly, and spoke no more.