511: Many holy sons, competition among the imperial princes

Langya Mountain was covered in divine light, and thunderclouds rolled for thousands of miles, as if divine law had descended from the heavens to cleanse the defilement of this place.

Countless Cultivators saw this strange scene, and instead of being afraid, they all showed excited expressions, ignoring the thunderclouds constantly brewing in the sky.

"Hahaha! The Lightning Tribulation has begun! This divine medicine can't escape this time! Our hundreds of Sects in the Eastern Continent have chased and intercepted it, and we finally found its old nest!"

"That's right! The white tiger divine medicine, rumored to have been passed down from ancient times, has undergone Nirvana who knows how many times. It was just a legend before, but now it has appeared. We definitely can't let it escape!"

"The divine medicine undergoes a Lightning Tribulation once every ten thousand years. I wonder how many times it will experience it this time. With such a Tribulation, it probably doesn't even think about running. Capture it, and the Immortal Realm finally has a chance!"

Cultivators floated all over the mountains and fields. They gathered in groups of three or five, each representing a different School power. Everyone was clearly divided, and the various Sect powers were wary of each other.

No one wanted to be ambushed and become the losing side.

In the face of absolute self-interest, let alone Cultivators from different Sects, even Senior Brothers from the same Sect needed to be on guard.

After all, at this time, self-interest was everything. There were many ways to erase traces after killing a few people, and no one would give up such an opportunity.

Compared to a Realm like the Immortal Realm, what was a mere fellow Senior Brother?

The white tiger divine medicine was a divine medicine inherited from ancient times. Each Nirvana happened exactly every hundred thousand years. After undergoing a Lightning Tribulation of a hundred thousand years, it would choose a new auspicious place to regenerate.

This cycle repeated for countless years, and during this time, every Sect would search for this divine medicine.

Its miraculous aspect lay in its pure and condensed essence, containing infinite Spiritual Qi. Any Cultivator who obtained it, without needing to refine it into a Medicinal Pill, could directly absorb its medicinal power and easily gain the opportunity to advance to the Immortal Realm.

Those with extraordinary talent, who were not far from the Immortal Realm, could easily Breakthrough to the Immortal Realm after seclusion!

This was absolutely not a legend, but was clearly recorded in ancient texts passed down from ancient times!

Right now, countless Cultivators were waiting for its ninth-level Lightning Tribulation to descend. At this time, the white tiger divine medicine was at its weakest and could not move, thus losing the possibility of escaping.

Its main body was in Langya Mountain. Without enduring the Lightning Tribulation, it could not escape!

Deep within Langya Mountain, a huge white tiger phantom lay coiled in the mountains. That part of the mountain was covered in dense Spiritual Qi, and the surrounding vegetation was exceptionally lush.

Vibrant vitality emanated from its body, accompanied by a rich medicinal fragrance. Even a Mortal who smelled it once could remain youthful forever, ward off illnesses, and live for several hundred years without issue.

And for Cultivators, the infinite Spiritual Qi and the essence of the divine medicine it contained were the greatest tonics!

What was the so-called essence?

It was inscribed with the rhythm of the Dao, allowing Cultivators to comprehend the Great Dao, greatly reducing the time it took to comprehend the Great Dao. Such a divine medicine could truly be considered a divine item!

"Hmph, how can you people be worthy of competing for this white tiger divine medicine? All of you, get out!"

Suddenly, a cold and arrogant voice came from the sky.

This instantly infuriated countless Cultivators.

"Where did this kid come from? How dare you speak so presumptuously in front of us? Who do you think you are?"

Some Cultivators were indignant and spoke directly with cold sarcasm.

However, what greeted him was a sharp Sword Qi!

Boom!!!

Where the Sword Qi passed, air waves rolled, and a clear sword mark suddenly appeared in the hundred-thousand-mile mountain range!

Mountains were directly split in half by this single sword strike!

And the Cultivator who spoke was directly killed by a single sword, his Divine Soul completely annihilated!

"Enraged Killing Sword Intent? He is Lin Daoyi!"

Someone recognized who the attacker was at a glance. The Sword Qi was so powerful it was horrifying, having already reached the Golden Body Realm level, and had already gone a long way within the Golden Body Realm.

Lin Daoyi of the Eastern Extreme Divine Cult, known as the Sect's Third Saint!

He was not only famous throughout the Eastern Continent but also ranked among the best in the Four Domains!

He was also a strong contender for an Emperor's Companion!

"Lin Daoyi has even come, does that mean the other Saints of the five Immortal Great Sects of the Eastern Continent will also come?"

A group of Cultivators speculated.

The truth was as they speculated. Above the sky, Lin Daoyi's tall figure appeared.

And from several other directions, several figures also emerged.

Both male and female, all of them outstandingly handsome, their auras enveloped the surroundings like ancient towering mountains, suppressing all the Cultivators present, making them unable to breathe!

"Luo Zhan of the Iron Mountain Divine Sect!"

"Jin Yun, the Saint of Feiliu Hall!"

"Dai Yue'er, the Saintess of Shenxiao Sect!"

"And Lin Jiaojiao of Illusion God Sect!"

"My heavens, these people are all among the top three Saints and Saintesses in their respective Sects, and they've all come! Did they get news of the white tiger divine medicine early?"

"It's over, they've all come, it seems there's nothing for us here!"

"Damn it, every single one of them is a Seventh Level Golden Body Realm Cultivator, and they even came together! They really don't put us in their eyes!"

"That's how it is. They are all vying to be an Emperor's Companion. How can we compare to them?"

"So unwilling! Our hundreds of Sects fought to the death, but they come at the crucial moment to reap the benefits, and they're so impolite to us. This resentment..."

"What? Do you still want to go against them?!"

Many Cultivators were indignant, but facing these powerful individuals, no one could say anything.

No matter how unwilling, they could only endure!

"Oh, Senior Brothers, you've arrived so quickly. The news is quite well-informed, isn't it!"

Dai Yue'er of Shenxiao Sect's eyes flickered, a hint of charm swirling within them, as she looked at her old rivals, smiling strangely.

Lin Jiaojiao snorted upon hearing this, "Dai Yue'er, don't show off your Demonic Technique in front of us. Go back and find your Senior Brothers!"

"You! Lin Jiaojiao, you're looking for death!"

Dai Yue'er became enraged upon hearing this. This was what she disliked being mentioned the most, but the Demonic Technique was a Cultivation Technique that charmed all beings, and her Physique was most suitable for this Cultivation Technique.

The Disciples of Shenxiao Sect were indeed infatuated with her; there was no helping it.

But that didn't mean she was truly that kind of person!

"Hehe, Junior Sister Lin's words are not without reason. Fighting and killing are more suitable for us. Dai Yue'er, why bother joining in the fun?"

Luo Zhan of Iron Mountain Divine Sect said with a sinister smile.

They were all Cultivators of similar strength. If they could anger one away, that would mean one less competitor.

However, it was clear that Dai Yue'er had not come unprepared either.

Looking at the unfriendly gazes of the other four, Dai Yue'er sneered.

"Just you few? I'm afraid that's not enough to make me leave. If you really want to make me leave, you'll have to ask if my Senior Brother agrees or not."