336: Silent Immortal Light

Lancang Immortal City, a small to medium-sized city that was unremarkable in the vast Immortal Realm, was surrounded mostly by True Immortal Sects or Immortal Families. However, within a million-mile radius of this area, the only power that truly held sway and commanded respect was the Guanlan Sect!

Its Sect Master, Tyrannical Wind, was as domineering as his name suggested, and had long been an untouchable existence in the hearts of the Cultivators here.

The Guanlan Sect’s ability to maintain its leading position relied on a Heavenly Immortal Old Ancestor slumbering deep within its Sect — this was the Foundation strong enough to make all surrounding forces bow down!

The unexpected emergence of True Monarch Bibo's Immortal Cave this time, its value far exceeded that of an ordinary True Immortal Legacy.

Tyrannical Wind immediately allied with several major Immortal Families in the vicinity, using thunderous methods to seal off the news. All Loose Cultivators lingering near the Immortal Cave who might leak information were captured and imprisoned like ants.

The blockade was perfect; the news was tightly suppressed within the Lancang region.

The results of the Sect's investigation made Tyrannical Wind's heart burn even hotter!

The owner of the Immortal Cave was none other than True Monarch Bibo, who had been famous tens of thousands of years ago!

A mere True Immortal, yet he managed to snatch an incredibly precious small Blessed Immortal Cave from under the noses of numerous Heavenly Immortals!

Legend has it that this person's Talisman Dao was heaven-reaching, and his self-created Teleportation Talisman could ignore spatial seals, making him unpredictable!

It was precisely with this Talisman that he was able to escape after snatching the treasure.

Unfortunately, during the treasure snatching back then, he was secretly cursed by a Heavenly Immortal skilled in curses and was widely believed to have fallen.

Even more coincidentally, the slumbering Old Ancestor of his Guanlan Sect was one of the Heavenly Immortals who participated in the treasure snatching that year!

The Old Ancestor had coveted True Monarch Bibo's Teleportation Talisman that ignored seals for a long time, not to mention the lost Blessed Immortal Cave!

Although the seven strongest Sects in the Lancang region had long agreed that the ownership of the Blessed Immortal Cave would be decided by the Juniors' competition, this half-step Soul Transformation Young Master, who appeared out of nowhere, was clearly not among the seven Sects!

A cold glint flashed in Tyrannical Wind's eyes, and he sneered inwardly: What if he bullies the small? As long as he can obtain that small Blessed Immortal Cave, everything of True Monarch Bibo will fall into the Guanlan Sect's hands!

What was this minor reputation compared to profit?

A mere half-step Soul Transformation Cultivator, under the intentional targeting of a True Immortal's pressure, even if Wang Xianzhi's Foundation was profound and his mind as firm as a rock, he was like a small boat in a raging sea, instantly crushed to dust!

Under the vast, substantial Immortal pressure, Wang Xianzhi's consciousness had already fallen into a coma, and his body uncontrollably plummeted downwards.

“An ant!” Tyrannical Wind's lips curled into a disdainful arc; he didn't even bother to glance at the falling body, merely waving his hand casually.

A large hand, condensed from pure Immortal power, appeared out of thin air, lazily grabbing at the falling Wang Xianzhi, as if picking up an insignificant item.

Just as the large Immortal power hand was about to touch Wang Xianzhi — an unexpected change occurred!

“Buzz—!”

A profound and unfathomable hazy Immortal light, seemingly containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, surged out from within Wang Xianzhi's body without any warning!

This Immortal light appeared gentle and hazy, yet it carried a supreme aura that transcended all things and repelled wan fa (myriad laws)!

“Poof!”

A soft sound, like a illusory bubble being popped.

Tyrannical Wind's large hand, condensed from True Immortal power and capable of splitting mountains and cracking rocks, was gently swept by this Immortal light, and it instantly melted and disintegrated like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, without even a ripple!

“Who dares to obstruct my Guanlan Sect's actions?!” The composure on Tyrannical Wind's Face instantly froze, replaced by a dark expression of shock and anger.

He shouted sternly, his voice rumbling, making the clouds churn. His cold gaze swept across the Void Realm like sharp blades, trying to find the hidden person who dared to provoke him and the Guanlan Sect!

Inside and outside Lancang Immortal City, countless gazes were drawn by this sudden change, focusing on this spot.

The Cultivators who had been pursuing had arrived, but seeing Tyrannical Wind personally present, they all fell silent, not daring to breathe loudly.

Many Cultivators in the city quietly released their Divine Sense, secretly observing this astonishing scene.

One breath... two breaths... three breaths... a deathly silence!

The hazy Immortal light still enveloped Wang Xianzhi, ignoring his downward plummet, and instead, at a gentle speed, it supported him, floating leisurely towards Lancang Immortal City, even... slowly passing by Tyrannical Wind's side!

Ignored! Completely ignored!

This was more biting than any verbal mockery!

Tyrannical Wind felt an unprecedented surge of rage rush to his head, his Face burning as if he had been fiercely slapped by an invisible hand!

He, the dignified Sect Master of the Guanlan Sect, a True Immortal, was treated with such contempt?

Not even bothering to show his Face, he wanted to take the person away from a distance?

“Utterly arrogant!” Tyrannical Wind was furious, but a hint of fear also rose deep within his heart.

The opponent could so easily break his large Immortal power hand; his cultivation was definitely not weaker than his!

He couldn't see through the origin of that Immortal light at all!

In his shock and anger, he held nothing back!

“Wave-Crushing Hand! Suppress!”

Tyrannical Wind's eyes widened in fury, and he formed a hand seal, True Immortal power surging out from within him!

In an instant, the Water Law in the world frantically gathered, and an incomparably enormous, deep blue giant hand suddenly formed in the sky!

On the giant hand, runes flowed, Laws intertwined, emitting a terrifying pressure that could freeze the Void Realm and crush stars!

The entire sky was dyed blue by the giant hand's light; the winds and clouds changed color, and the earth trembled!

“It's the Guanlan Sect's Guardian Immortal Art — the Wave-Crushing Hand!”

“Oh my god! Legend has it this hand can crush Heaven-Grade Immortal Artifacts!”

“The expert behind that Young Master should finally show himself now, right? Otherwise, he'll surely die!”

The pursuers and the Cultivators in the city all exclaimed in horror, intimidated by the might of this True Immortal's full-power strike.

However, the next scene made everyone's exclamations instantly catch in their throats, turning into a deathly silent gasp of cold air!

They saw the awe-inspiring Wave-Crushing Giant Hand, which seemed capable of suppressing everything, carrying destructive power, fiercely grab at the hazy Immortal light enveloping Wang Xianzhi —

“Rip—!”

There was no earth-shattering collision, no fierce clash of Laws.

The seemingly gentle and harmless Immortal light merely rippled slightly, as if brushed by a gentle breeze over water.

Then, the Wave-Crushing Giant Hand, which contained the full power of a True Immortal and condensed terrifying Water Law, disintegrated and collapsed inch by inch without warning or resistance, like ice and snow thrown into a furnace, or a sandcastle instantly disintegrated by an invisible immense force!

Laws wailed! Immortal light was like a prison!

The entire process was incredibly fast, silent, yet it carried an absolute dominance that crushed everything and transcended wan fa (myriad laws)!

The Immortal light seemed to represent some irresistible will of heaven and earth; the Wave-Crushing Hand was as fragile as a child's toy before it!

“Hiss—!!!”

“Heavens... Heavens! The Wave-Crushing Hand... shattered?!”

“A True Immortal's full-power strike... couldn't even break that thin layer of light? Is this a method left by True Monarch Bibo?”

“This... this is impossible! No matter how strong True Monarch Bibo was, he was still a True Immortal; he absolutely wouldn't have such means!”

“Could it be... a Profound Immortal? A Golden Immortal?!”

After a brief deathly silence, there was a stunned discussion that exploded like boiling water!

Countless gazes were filled with unbelievable shock and fear.

And many more Cultivators who were already dissatisfied with the Guanlan Sect's domineering actions quickly showed undisguised schadenfreude in their eyes!

“Haha, Tyrannical Wind hit a brick wall!”

“The Guanlan Sect has its day today! How satisfying!”

“Look at his Face, it's blacker than the bottom of a pot!”

The whispers carried undisguised glee.

Above Lancang Immortal City, more and more Cultivators gathered to watch the excitement, their gazes like invisible needles, piercing Tyrannical Wind.

At this moment, Tyrannical Wind's Face could no longer be described as merely gloomy; it was completely black like the bottom of a pot, his temples throbbing with bulging veins, and deep in his eyes, for the first time, a trace of unnoticeable fear and panic emerged.

The power of that Immortal light completely exceeded his understanding!

He had made two moves, each stronger than the last, yet he couldn't even make the opponent reveal a single trace!

This was no longer a matter of cultivation level; it was a fundamental suppression!

“It's over!” A thought poured over him like ice water.

He instantly understood the crux of the matter.

How could this Young Master be some ordinary Loose Cultivator?

He was clearly a Disciple sent out for experience by some old monster whom his Guanlan Sect absolutely could not afford to offend!

Hitting a brick wall?

No!

This was hitting a mountain forged from divine iron from beyond the heavens!

Immense fear instantly overwhelmed anger and shame.

What Sect Master's prestige, what Blessed Immortal Cave, all seemed insignificant in the Face of the crisis of the Sect's annihilation!

“Senior... Senior, please appease your anger!” Tyrannical Wind forcibly suppressed his churning Qi and blood and fear, his voice carrying an imperceptible tremor. He suddenly reined in all his arrogant aura, even bowing slightly, and respectfully shouted towards the Void Realm in all directions: “Junior Tyrannical Wind of the Guanlan Sect, I was blind and offended your esteemed Disciple! My crime deserves ten thousand deaths! I earnestly hope Senior will show yourself so Junior can apologize in person! Whatever Senior commands, the Guanlan Sect will obey without hesitation!”

If you can't beat them, surrender!

Lower your stance to the absolute minimum!

In the Face of absolute power, dignity? Face? Those were all nonsense!

As long as he could quell the anger of this unknown existence and preserve the Guanlan Sect's Foundation, he would not hesitate to kneel and kowtow right now!

However, what answered him was still that suffocating silence!

The hazy Immortal light, as if never disturbed, still steadily and calmly carried Wang Xianzhi, leisurely floating into the confines of Lancang Immortal City, heading towards a certain spot in the city.

Enveloped in the Immortal light, Wang Xianzhi slowly regained consciousness.

The sharp pain in his Divine Soul had not completely faded, but the impact of the True Immortal's pressure had already disappeared.

He immediately felt the warm and vast Immortal light enveloping his body, as well as countless gazes of shock, awe, and curiosity cast from all directions.

Instantly, he understood.

It was Young Master!

It was Young Master who saved him at the critical moment!

A warm current surged through his heart, followed by deeper shame and a towering resolve burning like a fierce fire!

This was his first solo experience, and he had been somewhat complacent after defeating many Geniuses of his generation, but he didn't expect to provoke an Immortal to act, ending up in such a sorry state, even needing Young Master to personally save him!

This was an utter disgrace!

He suddenly turned his head, his gaze like two cold, substantial sharp blades, fiercely piercing the humble and pale-faced Tyrannical Wind in mid-air!

He would never forget this Face, never forget this humiliation!

An unprecedented desire to become stronger filled his Soul — the humiliation of today, he would repay a hundredfold in the future!

He wanted to be strong, strong enough to follow Young Master's footsteps, and even... one day, surpass Young Master!

Tyrannical Wind's heart was already a tumultuous storm, filled with regret.

His two Divine Abilities were easily crushed, yet the opponent didn't even show his Face, ignoring his humble apologies... This all indicated the terrifying nature of the person behind the scenes!

A Golden Immortal? A Profound Immortal? Or even higher?

In his eyes, the Guanlan Sect was probably no different from ants!

If the opponent had even a shred of dissatisfaction, a casual slap would turn the Guanlan Sect's ten-thousand-year Foundation into ashes!

Thinking of this, how could he dare to hesitate for a moment longer?

What True Immortal dignity, what Sect Master's prestige, all were thrown to the winds!

He forcibly suppressed his churning Qi and blood and inner fear, cautiously reined in all his aura, not even daring to fly too fast, like a servant who had made a mistake and was awaiting punishment, following step by step, with immense trepidation and reverence, chasing after the Immortal light that floated towards the city.

He had to find that existence! He had to apologize in person! This was the Guanlan Sect's only way to survive!

As he followed, he saw Wang Xianzhi's body already floating into an inn in the city.

“That unknown powerful being lives in this inn?” Not only Tyrannical Wind saw it, but countless Cultivators watching the events also saw it.

Many quick-witted ones had already instructed people to prepare gifts, ready to pay respects to this great power who was most likely passing through Lancang!

Such an existence, even a few words from him, would be a tremendous fortune for the local inhabitants.

If a Family Disciple could be favored and taken as a Disciple, that would be an instant ascent to heaven.

For a time, the entire Lancang Immortal City was stirred into a frenzy.