683: Palace Commander

"If the eleventh sword appears in the world, the Heavenly Sword Mountain's descent won't be far off..."

Inside the secret chamber, Zhou Xiuyuan felt a faint, blurry sensation emanating from the voidless divine sword.

He had already understood the reason.

The twelve divine swords scattered outside Heavenly Sword Mountain were twelve keys.

Only when all twelve divine swords appeared simultaneously

could the Heavenly Sword Mountain Legacy be opened.

Entering Heavenly Sword Mountain would grant one the opportunity to wield the Heavenly Sword.

If successful, one could study the sword Dao of all previous Heavenly Sword Revered Masters, which was contained within the Heavenly Sword.

Zhou Xiuyuan's heart trembled slightly with excitement.

After a long while, he slowly exhaled a breath.

The humming voidless divine sword returned to silence.

Zhou Xiuyuan closed his eyes once more.

An invisible, sharp will permeated the secret chamber, and his Aura slowly climbed upwards.

Several months later.

On the peak of Qingyang Peak.

Suddenly, an Aura of the Nascent Soul Stage burst forth.

This startled Zhou Liyue, who was studying Formations in the stone chamber on the mountain peak.

"Le Yi has broken through..."

Zhou Liyue's heart stirred, and a smile appeared on her face.

With a wave of her hand, the stone chamber opened.

Zhou Liyue, dressed in white, flew out.

She looked at the figure floating in the air, with Spiritual Qi from all directions swirling around him.

Her face showed genuine joy.

After a long while.

In the air, Zhou Leyi slowly calmed the spiritual power and Aura on his body.

He descended.

"Third Aunt."

Zhou Leyi's expression was slightly joyful as he greeted Zhou Liyue.

After stepping down as the Family Head,

he had devoted himself to studying Dao methods and profound techniques.

He had finally broken through the Bottleneck and advanced further.

When he was young, his conditions were far inferior to those of the current Zhou Family Disciples.

As a result, his talent was not exceptional, and his Foundation was not very solid.

He was also burdened by the position of Family Head.

His ability to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage at this time, in addition to the supply of resources and his own studies,

was also related to the improvement of his own talent when the Old Ancestor broke through in the past.

Zhou Leyi sighed softly.

People were not all the same.

Otherwise, under such excellent conditions, he would not have been stuck at this Bottleneck for so long.

"Congratulations."

Zhou Liyue congratulated Zhou Leyi.

Now, only Le Ren and Le Yi remained among the Zhou Family members of the 'Le' generation.

If Le Yi had been unable to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage for a long time,

he would probably not be far from his lifespan's end.

His successful Breakthrough now was indeed excellent news.

"Big Brother."

At this moment.

The two looked to the side.

They saw a rather young and handsome Cultivator appear.

Zhou Leyi quickly greeted him.

"Haha, today is truly a good day."

Zhou Leren laughed heartily, his heart filled with excitement, even more so than if his own cultivation had broken through.

The matter of a Bottleneck varied from person to person, and even they could not help much.

Aside from resources and external objects, in the end, one could only rely on oneself.

As time passed, his worries grew heavier.

Today, he could finally completely let them go.

"Sit down quickly."

After Zhou Leren greeted Zhou Liyue,

Zhou Liyue waved her sleeve.

A gentle breeze blew, rustling the green leaves.

The three sat cross-legged.

Watching the two brothers, Zhou Leren and Zhou Leyi, tease each other,

Zhou Liyue's eyes showed traces of remembrance.

It was not until the last stubborn, silent figure appeared in her mind

that the remembrance in Zhou Liyue's eyes turned into regret.

This figure was her elder brother.

They had not seen each other for hundreds of years.

A moment later.

The regret in Zhou Liyue's eyes faded.

She no longer thought about it... At the same time.

In the Chaofeng Ancient Realm, deep within spacetime.

Inside an ancient palace surrounded by the power of spacetime,

a figure carrying a long sword on his back stood before a stone railing, his eyes reflecting endless changes of light, lost in thought.

"Senior Brother Zhou, Revered Master has called for you."

At this moment.

A rather young figure came up behind him.

A hint of reverence appeared in his expression as he cupped his hands in a bow and respectfully spoke to the sword-carrying youth.

"I'll go now."

Zhou Liye came back to his senses.

He moved to leave, but suddenly remembered something.

He cupped his hands to the young Disciple who had delivered the message and said,

"Thank you."

It was good that he hadn't lost his manners; this was the imprint of the Zhou Family on him, still present even after hundreds of years.

Zhou Liye nodded to the young Disciple.

He headed towards the depths of the grand palace.

Deep within the Red Dust Immortal Palace.

Zhou Liye's figure slowly stopped.

Further ahead were layers of red curtains.

"Revered Master."

Zhou Liye paused, bowing in salute.

"Not bad."

At this moment.

From deep within the layers of red curtains, a somewhat satisfied, lazy, and clear female voice emerged.

"This is the palace master token."

"From now on, you will preside over the Immortal Palace."

The voice paused, then continued to speak.

Zhou Liye's heart was startled.

He instinctively raised his head.

The next instant.

A palm-sized, dark red ancient token flew out from among the layers of curtains, suspending itself before him.

On the ancient token, the words 'Mortal World' were engraved.

It seemed no different from the Red Dust Walker token he had previously held.

However, only the Immortal Palace Disciples knew the difference.

The palace master token commanded the entire Red Dust Immortal Palace.

Its status was extremely high, and it could mobilize almost all resources belonging to the Red Dust Immortal Palace.

This was immense power.

If one were to travel outside with this identity,

no one in the entire Eastern Wasteland Continent would dare to be disrespectful.

Even other forces among the Ten Great Immortal Sects were the same.

The palace master token, the Palace Revered Master's Emissary, represented the face of the ancient Palace Master of the Red Dust Immortal Palace.

"This, Revered Master..."

Zhou Liye was shocked and slightly hesitant.

He wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't.

After so many years, he already knew his Revered Master's personality.

No one could change the decisions she made.

"Yes, Revered Master."

Zhou Liye bowed in salute.

Then he reached out and took the palm-sized, dark red ancient token, hanging it at his waist.

"You may withdraw."

From deep within the curtains, the voice spoke again.

Zhou Liye respectfully saluted and slowly retreated outwards.

After Zhou Liye left.

Deep within those heavy curtains.

A Red-clothed Young Lady, whose face, form, and Aura were obscured, enveloped in endless profound mysteries, was half-leaning and half-reclining.

The Dao flowed through her eyes, lost in thought.

"Hoo~"

After leaving the depths of the Immortal Palace.

Zhou Liye gently exhaled a breath.

"palace master token..."

Zhou Liye sighed softly.

He was not keen on power.

But this was something he could not refuse.

Since he had come, he would make the best of it.

Zhou Liye paused, then suddenly changed direction and headed towards a grand hall.

Buzz~

As he walked, the Great Dao retreated.

Holding the palace master token, the Dao Restrictions within the Red Dust Immortal Palace would not restrict him.

Before long, he had arrived before a deep, dark grand hall.

"Young man, are you going to let me out...?"

Just then, a seductive, bewitching voice came from within the deep grand hall.

"Hehe, look what this is?"

Before the grand hall, hearing the bewitching voice, Zhou Liye's face showed a slight smile, and the palace master token at his waist flew out.

"This is..."

Silence.

"You Ming is at the Emissary's command."

Inside the deep grand hall, the bewitching voice paused, and after a moment of silence, it spoke again.

"You Ming... You Hun Celestial Venerable..."

Zhou Liye put away the palace master token and nodded.

"That's good."

Then he turned and left.

When he first entered this secluded hall under orders, he almost fell into its trap and lost his life.

But today, things were different.

There were not only their Disciples in the Red Dust Immortal Palace, but also supreme existences suppressed here by the Palace Revered Master.