459: Longyan Venerable

Gui Zhou Island, Qingyang Zhou Clan...

Those figures, hiding their Aura outside the clouds, saw the portal in the clouds suddenly open and were about to seize the Opportunity to rush into the clouds first.

Several figures slowly emerged from the passage that appeared in the clouds.

They exuded the Aura of a Nascent Soul True Lord.

Those figures rushing forward suddenly stopped.

Their expressions changed erratically.

Although all those who came here had impressive cultivation, not all of them possessed the cultivation of a Nascent Soul True Lord.

Even though several Nascent Soul True Lords had already arrived, they temporarily concealed themselves when the huge spirit boat bearing the Thousand Island Alliance flag arrived.

They clearly did not dare to contend with the Thousand Island Alliance's spirit boat.

Perhaps only at the Nascent Soul True Lord level could one truly comprehend the power and Aura contained within the Thousand Island Alliance, the largest force in the Li Luan Sea Region.

Moreover, the loud shouts from the figures emerging from the clouds all indicated that Gui Zhou Island, which had reappeared, still had its controllers.

"The Zhou Family... could it be the Qiyang Zhou Clan that controlled Gui Zhou Island thousands of years ago...?"

"Why has the name changed...?"

Hearing the words of the young figure emerging from the clouds, Cultivators who understood past information and intelligence were slightly puzzled.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, why has the Qiyang Zhou Clan changed its name?"

Just as everyone was puzzled, an aged voice resounded from the sea region outside the clouds.

The voice was full of Qi and contained a powerful Aura.

It belonged to one of the Nascent Soul True Lords who had arrived.

Seeing the Zhou Family members emerge from the island, he clearly gave up the idea of exploring the Opportunity here, and thus asked frankly.

"Hehe... The past is gone, what was is no more. Let the name of the Qiyang Zhou Clan be buried in the past with these endless years."

"Now that my clan has reappeared, we shall discard the past and establish a new style."

"From this day forward, only the Qingyang Zhou Clan shall exist in this world."

Hearing this voice, Zhou Leren, who slowly emerged from the clouds, showed a hint of reminiscence on his face.

There seemed to be an unspeakable past within him.

His eyes struggled and sighed, until a moment later, his calm words gradually became firm with his expression.

It was like a formless blade Qi was swung, severing the past and gaining new life.

At the end of his speech, Zhou Leren spoke with certainty, his voice high and clear, reverberating throughout the sea region.

The sea region fell silent for a moment.

Beside Zhou Leren, Zhou Xiutong, dressed in purple with purple hair and radiating brilliance, remained silent.

She perfectly complemented her father, Zhou Leren's, emotional speech by displaying a hint of recollection and pain at just the right moment.

The silently observing figures, recalling the mysterious disappearance of Gui Zhou Island thousands of years ago, and hearing these words from Zhou Leren, already had some conjectures that they believed were close to the truth.

There must have been a secret behind the mysterious disappearance of Gui Zhou Island and the Zhou Family in the past.

This secret seemed to make the Zhou Family unwilling to look back.

So much so that even their name was changed upon their reappearance today.

"Fellow Daoist, what great spirit!"

At this moment, the aged voice spoke again, with a hint of admiration.

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me."

Zhou Leren, neither humble nor arrogant, cupped his hands towards a certain spot in front of him.

In his heart, however, he was overjoyed.

It was fortunate that there was someone to cooperate with.

Otherwise, he would not have had a good way to explain the Zhou Family's name.

Now, with this, the Zhou Family's name would surely be spread anew through word of mouth.

As for what happened during the years of their disappearance, he would let them guess.

After all, he didn't know either.

Zhou Leren smiled.

He looked around.

"Young friend, Gui Zhou Island belonged to this Alliance thousands of years ago. You cannot simply take what belongs to this Alliance with a few vague words."

At this moment, from within the huge spirit boat that had been still, adorned with several island-shaped illusory projections surrounding its flag, a voice with a hint of pressure emerged.

As soon as these words were spoken, the Cultivators who had intended to converse with Zhou Leren immediately fell silent.

Above the sea, the figures of the Cultivators subtly retreated backward.

Judging by the tone of the voice, the Elder sent by the Thousand Island Alliance seemed to have no intention of acknowledging Gui Zhou Island's belonging to the Zhou Family.

Although Gui Zhou Island had belonged to the Zhou Family thousands of years ago, looking at the mere four Nascent Soul True Lords currently displayed, their strength had clearly been greatly diminished.

Perhaps the Elder of the Thousand Island Alliance had other intentions.

The Cultivators speculated, all subtly dispersing and retreating.

They did not want to get into trouble without gaining anything.

Zhou Leren's expression remained unchanged.

He felt a sudden blur before his eyes.

When he looked closely, a middle-aged man, dressed in a snow-white robe, with his hands clasped behind his back, and a short black beard, stood in mid-air above the huge spirit boat.

Around the middle-aged man, faint spatial distortions rippled.

An Aura belonging to a Soul Transformation Venerable slowly spread out, impacting the Cultivators above the sea.

Some Cultivators with lower cultivation could not withstand this Aura, and frantically fled in the direction away from Gui Zhou Island.

"May I ask Senior's name?"

Zhou Leren's expression became solemn. Fortunately, with the clouds protecting them, the pressure of the middle-aged man's Aura did not fall upon them.

Therefore, he showed no fear.

Instead, he respectfully bowed with great composure.

"This Venerable is Changyan."

The middle-aged man, with his hands clasped behind his back and a short black beard, had a faint, unusual glint in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Changyan, is this to say that my clan has no one?"

At this moment, before Zhou Leren could say anything more, a slightly cold voice emerged from the clouds.

As the voice spread, two figures slowly appeared from the clouds.

Their Auras surged forth, splitting the sky in two, and pressing towards the middle-aged man.

The figures emerging from the clouds were a graceful young man in his twenties and a charming, alluring beautiful woman.

However, their Auras were both immense.

"Not enough."

The combined pressure of Venerable Cangwu and Venerable Qian Mei Hu's Auras failed to make the middle-aged man retreat.

The middle-aged man slowly shook his head and said.

As soon as these words were spoken, Venerable Cangwu's expression slightly darkened.

This meant that their combined weight was not enough to protect Gui Zhou Island.

It also meant that he did not regard the two of them at all.

However, thinking that he was already in the Upper Realm, although he was a Soul Transformation Venerable, in this vast Chaofeng Ancient Realm, he might not truly be anything significant.

Venerable Cangwu sighed in his heart.

Venerable Qian Mei Hu's expression also changed slightly.

She felt a bit annoyed, and her Aura subtly surged forth with vigor.

Opposite them, Venerable Changyan, with his hands clasped behind his back, showed no change in expression.

If the newly reappeared Zhou Family only had this level of strength, then he alone could take Gui Zhou Island and claim it for the Alliance.

However, these clouds... Venerable Changyan, in the form of a middle-aged man, looked past Venerable Cangwu and Venerable Qian Mei, towards the slowly surging, hazy clouds behind them.

He could not see through these clouds.

This was why he had not truly done anything all this time.

"What is it...?"

"Could it be...?"