217: Chapter 217 Invitation

The furious roar of Ancestor Qingyun.

It was like a massive boulder smashing into a calm lake.

In an instant.

The entire world began to surge with wind and clouds.

Countless forces were speculating about what could have happened to make an ancestor at the Peak Domain Realm lose his composure so completely.

There are no walls in the world that don't leak air.

Very quickly.

Some well-informed individuals managed to uncover the sequence of events—

The Saint Son of Qingyun had been killed, and the scene was left with traces of the Fire Phoenix Dynasty's Power of Imperial Fortune!

This news.

Spread across the entire continent instantly like a plague.

For a time.

The death of the Saint Son of Qingyun became the focus of the entire world!

"The Saint Son of Qingyun is dead? And the Fire Phoenix Dynasty did it?"

"Wasn't it said that Qingyun Sacred Land was going to ally with the Fire Phoenix Dynasty? Why the sudden fallout?"

"Who knows? How could we ordinary Martial Artists understand the affairs between great powers?"

"I heard from a friend that the Saint Son of Qingyun seemed to like that Empress. When she was at Qingyun Sacred Land, he even peeked at her while she was bathing!"

"Your news is outdated. I also heard he supposedly used her clothes to... you know..."

"Holy crap! Really? Was he that ruthless?"

"Sigh... stop talking. Be careful not to let trouble come from your mouth. Whatever the reason, we'll just watch the show!"

...

Facing this situation.

The quickest to act was undoubtedly Zixiao Sacred Land.

During this period, they had visited Qingyun Sacred Land several times wanting to discuss an Alliance to resist the Fire Phoenix Dynasty, but the other party had never given a clear answer.

As one of the two powerful Sacred Lands of this world, they naturally had their own means.

During this time.

They had also discovered that Qingyun Sacred Land intended to ally with the Fire Phoenix Dynasty.

While they didn't know what promises the Fire Phoenix Dynasty had made, it was certain that it must have been a promise Qingyun Sacred Land couldn't refuse!

Originally, Zixiao Sacred Land had already given up on allying with Qingyun Sacred Land.

They were prepared to unite other Sects to fight a desperate battle against the Fire Phoenix Dynasty.

As it turned out.

They hadn't expected the situation to suddenly reverse.

Regardless of the reason, being able to gain a powerful ally like Qingyun Sacred Land greatly increased their chances of resisting the Fire Phoenix Dynasty!

Immediately upon receiving the news.

The Lord of Zixiao personally set out, bringing several Elders straight to Qingyun Sacred Land.

This time.

Qingyun Sacred Land's attitude was completely different from before.

The leader of Qingyun Sacred Land—Sect Leader Qingyunzi—personally came out to welcome them.

His expression was terrible, and his entire body radiated a hostile aura like an impending volcanic eruption; clearly, he had not yet recovered from the pain of losing his son.

"Brother Qingyun, please restrain your grief..."

The Lord of Zixiao stepped forward and cupped his hands toward Sect Leader Qingyunzi, his tone sounding very heavy.

"I heard about the Saint. The Fire Phoenix Dynasty's actions are truly excessive!"

Sect Leader Qingyunzi took a deep breath and nodded.

"Thank you for your concern, Brother Zixiao."

"Please, come in."

Afterward.

The two walked side-by-side into the main hall of Qingyun Sacred Land.

After taking their seats, the Lord of Zixiao asked tentatively.

"Brother Qingyun, regarding the Saint... is it certain that the Fire Phoenix Dynasty did it?"

Hearing this.

Sect Leader Qingyunzi's expression instantly darkened.

"Traces of Imperial Destiny Power were left at the scene. Besides the people of the Fire Phoenix Dynasty, who else could it be?"

As he said this.

He slammed the table violently, the killing intent in his eyes completely undisguised.

Meanwhile, the Lord of Zixiao.

Seeing the other's furious state, he couldn't have been happier in his heart!

Didn't your Qingyun Sacred Land want to betray the million-year-old agreement between our Sects?

Now that you've been backstabbed by the Fire Phoenix Dynasty, isn't this exactly what you deserve?

You brought it on yourselves!

Of course.

Though he was delighted inside, he still maintained a look of righteous indignation on the surface.

"This is simply outrageous!"

The Lord of Zixiao stood up abruptly, his face full of anger.

"The Fire Phoenix Dynasty's move is not just a provocation against Qingyun Sacred Land, but a provocation against all Sects!"

"If they can kill the Saint of your Qingyun Sacred Land today, they can kill the Disciples of any of us tomorrow!"

"Brother Qingyun, rest assured, our Zixiao Sacred Land will absolutely not sit idly by and ignore this!"

The Lord of Zixiao looked so righteously indignant that someone who didn't know better would think it was his own son who had been killed!

Regarding the Lord of Zixiao's words.

Sect Leader Qingyunzi didn't believe a single word. As fellow leaders of Sacred Lands, who didn't know whom?

He also knew the Lord of Zixiao must be laughing at them in his heart, but what could he do?

Not only could he not lash out, but he also had to thank the other man on the surface!

"Brother Zixiao, thank you."

"Regarding previous matters, it was my Qingyun Sacred Land's lack of consideration that disappointed you."

The Lord of Zixiao waved his hand, speaking with great magnanimity and ease.

"Let's not mention the past. Now, we must present a united front against the outside!"

He paused slightly at this point.

Then.

He struck while the iron was hot.

"Brother Qingyun, I have a proposal—"

"The Fire Phoenix Dynasty is powerful now; it would be difficult for any of us to resist them alone."

"Why don't we take this opportunity to hold a Martial Arts Convention and invite all Sects to attend, to jointly discuss the grand plan to oppose the Fire Phoenix Dynasty!"

"In name, we can say we are discussing the Martial Dao, but in reality—"

He lowered his voice.

"It is to form an Alliance to jointly resist the Fire Phoenix Dynasty!"

Sect Leader Qingyunzi pondered for a moment and then nodded.

"Good! We'll do as Brother Zixiao says!"

The two hit it off immediately.

It was as if they had returned to their previous state of Alliance.

Very soon.

Qingyun Sacred Land and Zixiao Sacred Land jointly issued invitations.

Every Sect with a name, regardless of size or strength, received an invitation.

In an instant.

The whole world was in an uproar...

No one was a fool.

Discussing the Martial Dao? Anyone with eyes could see that the drinker's heart was not in the wine!

...

Shenfeng Sect.

Inside the main hall.

Sect Master held a gold-foiled invitation in his hand, his expression somewhat complex.

The death of the Saint Son of Qingyun.

He had an unrefined thought that it might very well be related to their Old Ancestor.

However.

This sort of thing was something one should just know in one's heart; it absolutely could not be said aloud.

Once it was spoken.

Their Shenfeng Sect would be in trouble!

"Old Ancestor, Qingyun Sacred Land and Zixiao Sacred Land have jointly sent an invitation, asking us to attend a Sect Convention."

He respectfully handed the invitation to Wang Chen.

Wang Chen took it.

He casually flipped it open and took a look.

The invitation read—

"It is scheduled that in one month's time, a Martial Arts Convention will be held at Qingyun Sacred Land to jointly discuss the path of cultivation. The Shenfeng Sect is specially invited to attend."

The handwriting was bold and powerful.

It was also stamped with the seals of the two great Sacred Lands.

After Wang Chen finished reading, a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Interesting, the good show is about to begin..."

When Sect Master heard this.

He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Old Ancestor, you're going to attend?"

Wang Chen nodded.

"Of course I'm going."

"With such a lively scene, how could I not go see it?"

"Go and make preparations."

Wang Chen stood up, standing with his hands behind his back.

"In one month, this seat will personally attend the meeting."