630: Sword Chant

Inside the departing zhou family spirit ship.

"Grand Elder, how is it that I couldn't perceive that person's cultivation just now?"

Zhou Leren asked the Black Demon Dao Lord, who was seated opposite him.

"That person has a special identity, and the Dao he cultivates is different from ours."

The Black Demon Dao Lord nodded and said.

"Please enlighten me, Grand Elder."

Zhou Leren's expression became slightly serious.

"That person just now was a Red Dust Walker from the Red Dust Immortal Palace."

"The Dao cultivated by a Red Dust Walker is different from ours. I have only heard bits and pieces and don't know the specifics. Rumor has it that the Red Dust Immortal Palace doesn't cultivate the Great Dao, but rather cultivates using the Qi of heaven and earth calamities. Their methods are unfathomable and incredible."

"However, I've heard that cultivating with the Qi of calamities means one's life is often shrouded in misfortune. Natural disasters, earthly calamities, and human misfortunes — a slight carelessness can lead to death and the dissipation of one's Dao. It is not the Righteous Path."

The Black Demon Dao Lord's heart stirred as he explained to Zhou Leren.

Red Dust Immortal Palace... one of the Ten Great Immortal Sects... no wonder that token looked somewhat familiar... Zhou Leren was startled.

Among the Ten Great Immortal Sects of the Eastern Wasteland Continent, the Red Dust Immortal Palace was the most mysterious, with very few rumors about its deeds.

Even less was known about it in the Chaotic Sea, far from the Eastern Wasteland Continent.

"Fortune is what misfortune leans on; misfortune is what fortune is hidden in."

"Though often accompanied by calamities and misfortunes, their strength must be incredibly profound."

Zhou Leren suppressed the surprise in his heart and smiled lightly.

"That is natural. The Palace Master of the Red Dust Immortal Palace alone is like an entire sect. Her power alone has solidified the Red Dust Immortal Palace's position as one of the Ten Great Immortal Sects."

The Black Demon Dao Lord recalled various rumors; that individual was truly at the pinnacle of the entire Chaofeng Ancient Realm.

"This assistance is also a good Opportunity to form a good connection."

"If this person doesn't perish midway and remembers a bit of today's favor, that would be good."

"Grand Elder's considerations are thorough. Le Ren admires you."

Zhou Leren smoothly flattered him, with extreme familiarity.

The Black Demon Dao Lord felt comfortable in his heart.

"Grand Elder, Ancestor Ren."

At this moment.

Zhou Tailai's voice sounded from outside.

Zhou Leren gently waved his hand.

Zhou Tailai, wearing a scholar's cap, entered from outside.

"Tailai, is something the matter?"

Seeing Zhou Tailai hesitate, Zhou Leren asked softly.

"Grand Elder, Ancestor Ren, it's like this..."

Zhou Tailai bowed and recounted the palpitations he had felt and the sense of impending great disaster when he tried to peek.

"Hmph."

"Don't think that just because you have a wisp of a Heavenly Venerate's Luck, you can act recklessly."

The Black Demon Dao Lord glanced at Zhou Tailai and snorted softly.

He remembered very clearly that it was this boy who caused him to be trapped in the stele, and it was this boy who stared at him for decades and even learned one of his core Legacies.

Although the current situation was not bad, if this boy hadn't attracted Mo Xuan back then, even if he eventually managed to escape, he might have been sensed by his Junior Brother, White Demon, who would then devour and refine him.

However, he still found Zhou Tailai somewhat displeasing.

Back then, when he cultivated, although he had a sect, Opportunities and treasures also needed to be fought for by himself.

To cultivate the Black God Transformation and pursue ancient Bloodlines, he entered Secret Realms, dangerous lands, and desolate regions countless times.

This boy, however, didn't have to do anything, and Opportunities came knocking at his door.

It was simply outrageous.

And he even altered his core Legacy.

It had to be admitted that although the power was reduced by this alteration, the threshold was also lowered too much.

And with the Zhou Family's assistance, this boy might now be even stronger than he was at that time.

After all, he hadn't refined so many great demon talents into himself back then.

"Grand Elder's lesson is correct."

Zhou Tailai's expression was serious. This matter indeed served as a reminder to him.

This was the Chaofeng Ancient Realm, with too many reclusive experts.

Some things truly could not be peeked at casually.

However, to feel a palpitation and not investigate it did not align with the Heavenly Capital Fate Calculation Method he cultivated.

In the future, he would need to be more cautious.

Zhou Leren spoke at the appropriate moment.

He explained the identity of the person they had just met.

Zhou Tailai understood in his heart. So it involved one of the Ten Great Immortal Sects. No wonder he had such a feeling. However, it shouldn't be like this; even a Disciple of the Ten Great Immortal Sects shouldn't make him feel such a sense of overwhelming disaster... Although he still had some doubts, Zhou Tailai did not disturb them further. After bowing, he returned to his own secret chamber.

After this small interlude.

The spirit boat, shrouded in mysterious light/aura (boundary), continued its journey. Afterward, it encountered no further obstacles and proceeded smoothly.

"In a few more days, we can leave Xuanyu Swamp and enter the Yaoguang Domain..."

Zhou Leren thought to himself, then immersed himself in cultivation... At the same time.

Northern Chaotic Sea, central Gui Zhou Island, Qingyang Peak.

Inside the Sword Hall.

A figure entered from outside.

"Elder Ying, the Patriarch has summoned you."

Inside the main hall of the Sword Hall.

Zhou Nanying, who was in charge of the Sword Hall's Affairs Hall, felt a stir in her heart. She immediately rose and thanked the attendant from the Affairs Hall.

Then, her body transformed into a sword light and she departed from the Sword Hall.

Outside the Zhou Family Main Hall.

Zhou Nanying's figure emerged from the sword light.

After lifting the several Disciples who were bowing outside the Main Hall, Zhou Nanying quickly stepped into the grand hall.

"Patriarch."

Zhou Nanying stopped and bowed to Zhou Dingyang, who was seated at the head of the hall.

"Nanying, this is news just sent back by Xiangfu from Wind Sand Island. Take a look."

Zhou Dingyang rose and handed a Jade Slip to Zhou Nanying.

Wind Sand Island... Zhou Nanying's heart stirred. Could it still be about that sword hum... Holding the Jade Slip, Zhou Nanying's Divine Sense probed into it.

Zhou Dingyang's voice simultaneously sounded in her ear.

Combining the message from the Jade Slip with what Zhou Dingyang said, Zhou Nanying already understood what had happened.

"Following the sound of the sword hum deep into the seabed, the Sword Hall Disciples seem to have fallen into a coma. Non-Sword Cultivators are unharmed, but they cannot find the source of the sword hum, nor can they approach the comatose Sword Hall Disciples..."

"No danger to their lives..."

Zhou Nanying's brows furrowed, only relaxing slightly at the very end.

There's such a strange thing... only targeting Sword Cultivators... could it be... "Patriarch, the Hall Master is currently in closed-door cultivation, so I will go with the other Elders of the Hall."

Zhou Nanying paused in her thoughts. These Sword Hall Disciples had gone at her command, so she naturally had to go and bring them back.

"Good."

Zhou Dingyang nodded.

The returned message was already very clear; it would likely require a Sword Cultivator to resolve it.

"I will go too."

At this moment.

A soft, gentle female voice resonated in the grand hall.

As the voice fell.

A gentle female cultivator, dressed in a moon-white long dress with ribbons fluttering behind her, appearing like a Fairy from the moon, appeared in the Main Hall.

"Ancestor Yue."

When this moon-white figure appeared, Zhou Dingyang and Zhou Nanying's hearts simultaneously trembled. They quickly bowed together in greeting.

Zhou Liyue, who had just emerged from closed-door cultivation after a Breakthrough and had already heard the general situation, had a faint moonlight flowing around her, lifting the two of them.