The situation is dire; people have arrived from Mount Sumeru.

Following the appearance of the experts from Mount Sumeru.

The expressions of Jian Qiankun and the Zhongli Family Ancestor both changed inexplicably.

Only forces with long-standing legacies like theirs knew how powerful the obscure Mount Sumeru truly was.

The Mount Sumeru expert looked at the people present, his gaze sweeping over them indifferently.

Old Ancestor Zhongli narrowed his eyes.

"I didn't expect that you all would show up. Doesn't your Mount Sumeru look down on outside legacies?"

"Don't tell me you've also sent Disciples into this Legacy?"

"No way, right? If that's the case, it would be quite a slap in the face."

The Mount Sumeru expert glanced at the Zhongli Family Ancestor and let out a cold snort.

If it were anyone else who dared to mock Mount Sumeru like this, they would surely die.

Unfortunately, the Zhongli Family was not just any ordinary power.

Even Mount Sumeru had to be cautious when facing the Zhongli Family.

"Tsk tsk, even the Three Old Mountain Masters of Mount Sumeru have come. Could it be that a Disciple of your Mount Sumeru died inside?"

Seeing that the people from Mount Sumeru were ignoring him, the Zhongli Family Ancestor made a wild guess.

"Hmph~"

An Old Mountain Master of Mount Sumeru snorted coldly, still ignoring the Zhongli Family Ancestor.

Old Ancestor Zhongli stopped his mocking remarks.

Jian Qiankun's expression remained calm.

Aside from Mount Sumeru and the Zhongli Family, he didn't care about any other forces present.

Chu Xinghe sat within the nine dragon carriage.

His eyes were filled with thought.

If things didn't go well today, he might be in danger himself.

His gaze fell upon the System.

Host: Chu Xinghe

Age: 20

Strength: True God Early Stage (Five Million)

Physique: Destiny Void Body

Cultivation Technique: Void Derivation Scripture

Martial Skill: Teleportation, Heart Demon Lure, Heaven Intercepting Finger

Weapons: demon refining pot, purple gold gourd.

Mount: nine dragon carriage (Great Saint Early Stage Pure-blood Flood Dragons)

destiny value: 14,033,500

Inventory: True God Supreme Perfection Realm Card

Looking at the fourteen million destiny value.

His gaze fell upon today's shop.

[Refreshed Today: Summon a Supreme Perfection-grade Innate Saint Spirit for half an hour. Price: Twelve million destiny value.]

Chu Xinghe did not purchase it immediately.

Perhaps a new path would reveal itself when things seemed bleak.

Who knew if other unexpected events would occur?

Just as everyone was lost in thought.

The Secret Realm before them began to collapse continuously.

Two figures flew out from the Secret Realm.

They were Lin Wentian and Ling Yushuang.

Lin Wentian looked at the people from Mount Sumeru who had suddenly appeared.

A bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

The people within the Sect were all in secluded cultivation.

Why would the Three Old Mountain Masters come here?

Could it be that they knew he had obtained a supreme opportunity and came to protect him?

Jian Qiankun looked at Lin Wentian, especially at the sword in his hand.

"What is the meaning of this, Mount Sumeru? Stealing the Opportunity of my Sword God Sect?"

Old Ancestor Zhongli's mouth twitched upon hearing this.

This Jian Qiankun was still as shameless as ever.

He was a master of sarcasm the moment he opened his mouth.

Chu Xinghe was also happy to watch the show.

The Old Mountain Master of Mount Sumeru gave a scornful laugh.

"The opportunities of the world are obtained by those destined for them. Your Sword God Sect's Senior did not choose your Sword God Sect, but instead chose someone from my Mount Sumeru. It's clear that your Sword God Sect's Senior is quite dissatisfied with you Juniors."

A surge of Sword Intent rose.

"Hand over the Legacy. Otherwise, I'll have to test the strength of you Old Mountain Masters of Mount Sumeru today."

One of the Old Mountain Masters stepped forward, staring at Jian Qiankun with an unfriendly gaze.

"Others may fear your Sword God Sect, but we do not. Besides, your Sword God Sect's protective Dao sword has disappeared. What do you have to wage war against our Mount Sumeru?"

The speaker intended nothing, but the listener took it to heart.

Chu Xinghe's gaze fell upon the sword in Lin Wentian's hand.

Even Zhongli Qingmeng inadvertently glanced at the sword in Lin Wentian's hand.

Lin Wentian also felt something, but his expression did not change.

Because to others, the sword in his hand looked like an ordinary iron sword.

Now, hearing Jian Qiankun's words, he also had a faint suspicion in his heart.

Jian Qiankun snorted coldly.

This was a sore point for the Sword God Sect.

If the protective Dao sword were still there, their Sword God Sect wouldn't have kept their Sect closed all these years.

That was the lifeblood of their Sword God Sect, capable of exerting unparalleled power.

Unfortunately, it had been missing for many years, and there was still no sign of its whereabouts.

"Our Mount Sumeru can help you look for it."

The Old Mountain Master did not want to offend the Sword God Sect to the point of no return.

He made a casual promise.

As for whether they would actually search, that would depend on Mount Sumeru's mood at the time.

Jian Qiankun knew that even if he took action here, it would be useless.

Furthermore, after the previous battle, the injuries in his body had not yet fully healed.

He could only suppress the helplessness in his heart.

He never expected that their grand Sword God Sect would fall to such a state.

The Old Mountain Master looked at Lin Wentian kindly.

"Wentian, let's go back."

Lin Wentian had now broken through to the Void God Realm.

This meant he had crossed that threshold.

He could return to accept the Legacy.

While Lin Wentian was still hesitating.

The gaze of another Old Mountain Master suddenly fell upon Ling Yushuang.

His eyes held a peculiar emotion.

The Old Ancestor of the Ling Family had a bad premonition.

He stepped forward, about to take Ling Yushuang and leave.

A hand had already stopped him.

"Don't move, or don't blame our Mount Sumeru for not showing any consideration."

"Third Brother, what are you doing?"

The leading First Mountain Master looked at the Third Mountain Master and asked.

The Third Mountain Master walked to Ling Yushuang's side.

He tapped his finger.

A special dao rhyme was revealed.

Feeling this familiar Aura.

A hint of killing intent appeared in the First Mountain Master's eyes.

His gaze turned toward Lin Wentian with inquiry.

Lin Wentian was completely bewildered.

"What happened?"

"Did you know that your Junior Sister is already dead?"

With that single sentence, Lin Wentian's pupils shook.

Ling Yushuang was also stunned, thinking of that woman who wanted to kill her.

Could Mount Sumeru be acting?

"You have Clear Water's Origin on you. Don't you think you should give me an explanation?"

A massive Aura, like a tsunami, pressed down upon Ling Yushuang.

Lin Wentian stepped out.

"Ancestor, it must be a misunderstanding. Yushuang has always been by my side."

"Besides, don't you know Junior Sister's skills? She couldn't possibly be Junior Sister's opponent."

The Three Old Mountain Masters looked at Lin Wentian with suspicion in their eyes.

"She has Clear Water's things in her body. Even we cannot neutralize that kind of poison, yet she is now perfectly fine. Furthermore, she has Clear Water's Origin in her body. Wentian, tell us, what exactly happened during this time?"

"Others may not know Clear Water's situation, but don't you?"

Lin Wentian's expression changed drastically.

They were suspecting him of killing his Junior Sister and using her Origin to refine a Medicinal Pill to detoxify Ling Yushuang.

He hadn't done that.

He had only taken some of his Junior Sister's blood.

But now his Junior Sister was dead, and he was under suspicion.

"Regardless of whether it was her, she must die."

Ling Yushuang also began to panic.

Her gaze instinctively turned toward the Old Ancestor of the Ling Family.

She found that the Old Ancestor of the Ling Family was even more nervous than she was.

He didn't even dare to meet her eyes.

It was true that the Ling Family was one of the overlords of Tai Prefecture.

But that depended on which force they were being compared to.

At the very least, they were not enough to be seen in front of Mount Sumeru.

Jian Qiankun, Old Ancestor Zhongli, Zhongli Qingmeng, and Chu Xinghe were all watching the show from the side.

Especially Zhongli Qingmeng, whose eyes flickered with ripples, as if she were planning something.

As for Chu Xinghe, he could even predict what would happen next.