114: Gathering at the Holy Land of Yaoguang

Inside the main hall of the Yaoguang Holy Land, within the magnificent palace, the Holy Lords of various Holy Lands gathered together. The atmosphere in the hall was solemn, yet carried a hint of hard-to-conceal curiosity and tension. Li Daoqing stood in the center of the hall with a smile on his face, his gaze sweeping over every Holy Lord present, while secretly calculating how to handle the questioning of these old rivals.

"Holy Lord Li," a middle-aged man dressed in purple robes spoke first, his tone carrying a hint of testing, "Your Old Ancestor has suddenly emerged and even entered the Taichu Ancient Mine with great fanfare, even going to the Ziwei Star Domain... what exactly is going on?"

Li Daoqing smiled slightly and raised his hand to signal everyone to remain calm. "Holy Lords, please be patient. I have invited you all here today precisely to explain this matter."

Another white-haired old man stroked his beard, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. "Holy Lord Li, your Old Ancestor is a Great Saint-level existence. His sudden emergence inevitably causes suspicion. I wonder if this emergence has anything to do with our Holy Lands?"

Li Daoqing's expression remained unchanged, still wearing a smile. "Holy Lords, please rest assured. My Old Ancestor's emergence this time is by no means directed at any of your Holy Lands. On the contrary, the Old Ancestor decided to leave seclusion for the future of the Human Race."

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall immediately broke into an uproar. The Holy Lords looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock and confusion. A middle-aged woman in green robes frowned and asked, "For the future of the Human Race? Holy Lord Li, what is the meaning of this?"

Li Daoqing raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, his tone steady and firm. "Holy Lords, this matter is of great importance. The specific details will have to wait until tonight when the Old Ancestor explains them to you personally. However, I can reveal a little in advance: the Old Ancestor's emergence this time is to deal with an impending Great Tribulation."

"Great Tribulation?" Hearing this, everyone's expressions immediately became solemn. The purple-robed man asked in a deep voice, "Holy Lord Li, are these words true? Exactly what kind of Great Tribulation could cause a Great Saint-level existence to personally leave seclusion?"

Li Daoqing nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over every Holy Lord present, his tone carrying a hint of gravity. "This matter is of great importance, and the specific details will have to wait until the Old Ancestor discusses them with you in depth. However, I can guarantee to everyone that the Old Ancestor's emergence is not aimed at any Holy Land, but is for the future of the Human Race."

Hearing Li Daoqing's answer, the Holy Lords immediately breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't aimed at them, it would be much easier to handle. The white-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled, "In that case, we shall wait for the good news. I wonder, Holy Lord Li, when will tonight's banquet begin?"

Li Daoqing smiled slightly and signaled the maidservants to serve tea. "Holy Lords, please wait a moment. The banquet will begin at sunset, at which time the Old Ancestor will personally discuss the details with you."

The atmosphere in the hall gradually relaxed, and the Holy Lords took their seats one after another, beginning to converse in low voices. Although they still had doubts in their hearts, Li Daoqing's words undoubtedly gave them a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't targeted at them, there was nothing to worry about.

Li Daoqing looked at the crowd in the hall and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that tonight's banquet was the real highlight. The Old Ancestor's emergence would surely cause a huge stir. What he had to do was ensure that this storm would not affect the Yaoguang Holy Land.

The afterglow of the setting sun spilled into the hall, reflecting the complex expressions on the faces of the Holy Lords. They knew that tonight's banquet might change the entire Eastern Wasteland, and even the fate of the entire Human Race.

On Goddess Peak, Ye Wen gently pushed open the door and walked out slowly. A faint smile still lingered at the corners of his lips; clearly, the intimate contact with the Queen Mother of the West just now had put him in a pleasant mood. Although the Queen Mother of the West appeared reluctant on the surface, her shyness and blush had long since betrayed her heart.

Ye Wen looked back at the door and thought to himself, "Queen Mother of the West, you ultimately cannot escape the palm of my hand."

He turned to leave, his figure flashing as he vanished instantly. The next moment, he appeared on a nameless mountain peak. The peak towered into the clouds, surrounded by mist like a fairyland. Wuming had been waiting there for a long time; seeing Ye Wen appear, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Master, you have arrived."

Ye Wen nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings, his tone indifferent: "How are things proceeding?"

Wuming replied respectfully, "Reporting to Master, according to your instructions, I have arranged for the Holy Lords to wait at the Yaoguang Holy Land. Although they are confused, Li Daoqing has already soothed them in advance. They are just waiting for you to personally announce the purpose of summoning them tonight."

Ye Wen nodded, a flash of satisfaction in his eyes: "Well done."

Wuming bowed slightly, his tone carrying a hint of caution: "Master, is there anything else you need me to do?"

Ye Wen waved his hand and said indifferently, "No need, you have done very well. Next, I will wait for my personal appearance tonight."

Wuming nodded in agreement and then stepped aside to lead the way: "Master, please follow me."

Ye Wen followed Wuming into the inner hall. The furnishings were simple and elegant, with ancient scrolls hanging around the walls, emitting a faint Spiritual Qi. Ye Wen sat down on a jade chair in the center of the hall, and Wuming immediately poured him a cup of spiritual tea. The fragrance of the tea filled the air, refreshing the mind and heart.

"Master, please have some tea." Wuming respectfully handed the teacup to Ye Wen, then retreated to the side, quietly waiting for orders.

Ye Wen picked up the teacup and took a light sip. The fragrance of the tea spread in his mouth, carrying a hint of faint sweetness. He set down the teacup, his gaze falling on Wuming, his tone carrying a hint of faint majesty: "Wuming, tonight's banquet must not fail. You must ensure everything goes smoothly."

Wuming bowed and replied, "Rest assured, Master. I will certainly do my utmost to ensure everything is foolproof."

Ye Wen nodded, his eyes flashing with a deep light: "Very good. Summoning the Holy Lords this time is of great importance; there must be no mistakes."

Wuming nodded respectfully: "I understand."

Ye Wen leaned back in the jade chair, his gaze passing through the window lattice of the hall, looking toward the distant horizon. The afterglow of the setting sun spilled onto his face, reflecting his deep eyes. He knew that tonight's banquet would be a vital link in his plans. And all of this was for the future of the Human Race.

Wuming stood to the side, quietly looking at Ye Wen, his heart full of awe. He knew that the backer of the master before him was a Great Emperor.

The two of them worked out the detailed arrangements for tonight's banquet in the hall, and time slipped away unknowingly.

As the afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded, night slowly descended. Ye Wen stood up, a flash of determination in his eyes: "Let's go. It is time to meet those Holy Lords."

Wuming nodded respectfully and followed behind Ye Wen, walking toward the main hall of the Yaoguang Holy Land.