827: Arrangement, in accordance with the Way

Outside the Red Dust Immortal Palace.

A man and a snake discussed the Dao for a long time.

A long while later.

“Palace Master, when I undergo my tribulation, please come to observe the ceremony.”

Mo Xuan extended an invitation.

“I would be honored.”

The Red Dust Palace Master nodded.

It had been unknown how many years since anyone had faced the Ninth Tribulation.

Now that there was an opportunity to witness it with her own eyes, she naturally had to go.

This way, she could prepare in advance for her own Ninth Tribulation in the future.

After speaking.

Mo Xuan did not linger. He nodded to the Red Dust Palace Master and disappeared outside the Immortal Palace.

Looking in the direction Mo Xuan had left, the Red Dust Palace Master's gaze was somewhat complex.

This Fellow Daoist Mo truly could not be viewed by common logic.

His cultivation was as effortless as drinking water.

In such a short time, he had surpassed the Cultivators of the entire Chaofeng Ancient Realm and even the Myriad Realms of the Heavens.

Perhaps, following the Ascension of the Creation True Immortal, the second existence to undergo the Ninth Tribulation and ascend would soon appear.

The world said her talent was supreme.

That she supported an entire Immortal Palace with her strength alone.

But compared to Fellow Daoist Mo, she fell far short.

A moment later.

With a thought from the Red Dust Palace Master, red mist once again shrouded her body.

Only Mo Xuan had seen what her true form looked like now.

As for other Cultivators.

If she appeared in the world in this form, it really wouldn't match her reputation.

So, she simply used the red mist to cover her true self.

In this way, the sense of majesty and mystery returned.

The red mist dissipated as she returned to the depths of the Red Dust Immortal Palace.

Chaotic Sea, Gui Zhou Island, the summit of Qingyang Peak.

“Uncle Xuan.”

Seeing Mo Xuan reveal his true form from the Void Realm, Zhou Liyue hurried to her feet to bow and pay her respects.

“Not bad.”

Looking at Zhou Liyue, who had already achieved a Soul Transformation Breakthrough, Mo Xuan offered a word of praise.

Zhou Liyue smiled softly.

Though she had long been the Old Ancestor of the Family, a rare and different emotion surfaced in Zhou Liyue's heart.

It was a slight sense of pride that arose involuntarily from being praised and recognized by an elder.

“These are the four Dharma Seals I created based on the four innate supreme treasures.”

“Remember, they cannot be comprehended by anyone who lacks great perseverance, great talent, great Comprehension Ability, and great Luck.”

The white halo behind Mo Xuan's head flashed.

At the summit of Qingyang Peak, four profound, deep, and extremely complex and mysterious seal techniques materialized out of thin air.

The seal techniques floated in the air.

Zhou Liyue took just one look.

She felt as if her spirit, will, Dao attainment, and magic power were all about to be sucked in.

Fortunately, Mo Xuan's voice had just echoed in her mind.

Zhou Liyue's heart shivered, and she hurriedly withdrew her gaze, not daring to look further.

“The Karma Seal, the Wheel of Destiny, the Life-Death Talisman, and the Spacetime Register.”

“These four Dharma Seals are both Dao and Law, as well as a taboo Divine Ability.”

“If there are Disciples with extraordinary talent among the Zhou Family descendants, they can try to comprehend them.”

“If they can grasp even a fraction of any one seal, they will benefit endlessly.”

“If fully mastered, they can traverse the Ancient Realm without rival.”

Mo Xuan continued his instructions.

These four Dharma Seals integrated the Laws he himself controlled.

“However, if one with insufficient talent tries to force comprehension, they will become lost within the seal, and their cultivation will never progress again.”

“Bear this in mind.”

“Additionally, I will teach you a mantra. If you encounter a powerful enemy, you can use this mantra to trigger the seals and repel them.”

Mo Xuan's tone was serious as he added one last point.

“I have committed it to memory.”

Zhou Liyue responded earnestly.

Just from that one glance, she had almost been unable to withstand it.

If Disciples with insufficient talent were allowed to attempt comprehension, it would instead ruin the clan's Disciples.

With a thought from Mo Xuan, a speck of flowing light entered Zhou Liyue's mind.

Although it was an extremely simple mantra.

That 'simple' was only relative to Mo Xuan.

For other Cultivators, it would still require much comprehension and bitter cultivation to master.

The four Dharma Seals floating in the air flew into the clan-guarding divine stele standing at the summit of Qingyang Peak according to Mo Xuan's will.

Mo Xuan's gaze was long-reaching, taking in the entire Gui Zhou Island with a single look.

When it came time for his tribulation.

He would take the clan-guarding divine stele and the yin-yang qiankun pearl with him to undergo the tribulation.

After passing the final tribulation of Immortal Ascension, the clan-guarding divine stele and the yin-yang qiankun pearl would transform into Immortal Artifacts.

With these two Magic Treasures—one for offense and one for defense—plus the existence of those four Dharma Seals.

The Zhou Family should be safe and sound.

While perhaps insufficient for aggressive expansion, it was enough for self-preservation.

As for anything else, it would depend on the abilities of the Zhou Family's future Disciples.

This was the final arrangement he had made.

Now, he only had to wait for the final moment.

Mo Xuan disappeared from the peak.

Zhou Liyue came before the clan-guarding divine stele.

She looked at the names on it, some bright and some dim.

It was unclear what she was thinking.

On Gui Zhou Island.

Inside the Immortal Cave where Zhou Xiuyuan and Zhou Xiutong were in secluded cultivation.

The Dao charm grew increasingly dense and heavy.

Occasionally, bits of sword light spilled out from the Sword Abode deep within the Sword Hall.

This drew the attention of Qin Shulan and the rest of the Sword Hall Disciples.

Deep purple lightning also occasionally gathered in the sky above Gui Zhou Island, only to disperse again.

One by one, the Disciples of the Zhou Family waited in anticipation.

It was just that the time required for high-level Cultivators to break through their realms often far exceeded the imagination of low-level Cultivators.

The Chaofeng Ancient Realm.

In the four great domains, the Tribulation Passing Heavenly Venerates were also waiting.

Waiting for that Lord of Li Luan, the Li Luan Heavenly Venerate, Old Ancestor Mo, to undergo his final tribulation.

They also wanted to see what the future path looked like.

They wanted to witness the birth of a True Immortal with their own eyes.

Almost all the Tribulation Passing Heavenly Venerates believed.

That with Old Ancestor Mo's strength, undergoing the tribulation and ascending to become an Immortal was a certainty.

Furthermore.

With such an invincible existence, even stronger than the Red Dust Palace Master, looming over them.

Every move they made seemed to be under an invisible restriction.

They didn't dare to act recklessly, fearing they might inadvertently offend him.

Or draw his attention.

This wait lasted another hundred years.

Finally.

A hundred years later.

On Gui Zhou Island in the Chaotic Sea.

A massive sword light soared into the sky, as if determined to slash through the firmament.

Within the sword light, a brand-new Dao-joining charm continuously spread outward from Gui Zhou Island.

It startled the middle and high-level Cultivators roaming the Li Luan Sea Region.

“That is...”

“Has the Qingyang Zhou Clan birthed a new Dao Lord...?”

Someone murmured to themselves.

Before the sword light could even dissipate.

Suddenly, vast black clouds covered Gui Zhou Island and the surrounding hundreds of thousands of miles of sea.

Thunder rumbled.

A humanoid phantom tens of thousands of feet tall, formed entirely of lightning, slowly reached a hand downward.

From within Gui Zhou Island, a purple figure sitting cross-legged slowly rose into the air.

It landed upon that giant hand of lightning.

Held aloft by the giant hand, it continued to rise higher.

“Another one!”

“As expected of the Qingyang Zhou Clan!”

The aura emanating from this newly appeared lightning giant was clearly another aura of Joining the Dao.

Just then.

The soaring sword light vanished, revealing a white-haired figure within, standing with hands behind his back and gripping a sword.

The purple figure sitting cross-legged, held by the lightning giant, opened its eyes at the same time.

Rumble!

The two figures stood side by side in the vast sky.

The immense auras belonging to Dao Lords completely spread out.

Proclaiming it to the world.

On this day.

The sharpest sword and the most overbearing purple-gold hammer of the Qingyang Zhou Clan joined the Dao simultaneously.

They were honored as:

The Heavenly Sword Dao Lord!

The Dao Lord Purple Cloud!