160: Taoist Chiyang

Under the Ancient Plum tree, Xu Qing lay on a grand chair, sipping plum blossom tea, with the aloof beauty Luan Ruxue quietly standing by his side.

After not seeing each other for several months, her cultivation had already reached the Peak of the Small Saint Realm; clearly, her time away had brought her significant gains.

“Ruxue, you said there was an Opportunity for you in the north?”

Xu Qing asked softly.

“Yes, Master!” Luan Ruxue replied with her usual coolness.

“If it’s just an ordinary Opportunity to become a Saint, then there’s no need to go!”

As he spoke, Xu Qing handed over his cup, and Luan Ruxue quickly refilled it for him.

“Master, this Opportunity is extraordinary, definitely not an ordinary one to become a Saint. Some time ago, I was training in the Tianluo Sea and accidentally entered a Secret Realm. There, I obtained a Legacy left by a Senior from the Yao Race during the Tianwu upheaval.”

“The Legacy recorded that a Yuanyao once appeared in the Ancient Land of Heavenly Demons. I want to go and see!” Luan Ruxue pleaded.

Xu Qing’s eyes narrowed upon hearing this.

The Yuanyao is one of the Five Phoenixes, an existence on par with the Azure Phoenix.

Legend has it that the first Phoenix born between heaven and earth was the Primeval Phoenix. Afterward, the Primeval Phoenix gave birth to five offspring, which were the Fire Phoenix Clan, Azure Phoenix, Yuanju, White Phoenix, and Yuanyao—the five great Phoenix species. Later, other Phoenix species appeared, but apart from a few mutated ones, most of them were not as noble as these five great Phoenix species.

The Yuanyao is entirely purple or purplish-black, naturally capable of controlling rivers and lakes, and prefers to reside in the north. Due to difficult reproduction, their numbers are extremely small. Not long after the Fire Phoenix Clan disappeared, the Yuanyao also vanished.

If the Eternal Continent truly has Yuanyao, then it is very likely to be in the Ancient Land of Heavenly Demons.

The Ancient Land of Heavenly Demons is located north of the Nanming Divine Continent and south of the Central Heaven Divine Continent. Its vastness is comparable to the Nanming Divine Continent itself, and it contains numerous ancient Yao Race tribes!

However, creatures like the Yuanyao always travel in pairs, rarely appearing alone. Could this news be false?

Even if it’s true, with Luan Ruxue’s strength, she could probably only operate in the outer regions at most.

“Your strength is too weak. There are many who covet your Bloodline in the Ancient Land of Heavenly Demons. It’s not how you deliver a package!” Xu Qing flatly refused.

The Yao Race has always followed the Law of the jungle. Luan Ruxue’s Bloodline is already close to the Azure Phoenix Bloodline, which will inevitably attract the covetous eyes of other Yao Race members.

Among the Yao Race, there are simply too many examples of devouring the Bloodline of others to enhance one’s own strength and Bloodline!

If a crisis arises then, even Xu Qing would be helpless. The Xu Family is powerful in the Five Great Territories, but when placed in...

“Package?”

A look of confusion appeared on Luan Ruxue’s fair face. Although she didn’t understand, she knew what Xu Qing meant.

“But…”

“No buts. What kind of existence is that Yuanyao? Even if it’s not the first generation Yuanyao, its adult descendants are Saint King-level existences. Now that long years have passed, their strength has advanced by leaps and bounds. How can you find it with your meager strength?”

Xu Qing waved his hand decisively.

Luan Ruxue pursed her lips in silence upon hearing this. She dared not disobey Xu Qing’s command, yet she felt somewhat unwilling!

Although her Bloodline was about to transform into an Azure Phoenix, it could only be considered a pure Azure Phoenix Bloodline, meaning an Ancient Azure Phoenix. Above that, there were many other Bloodlines such as the Primordial Azure Phoenix, Desolate Ancient Azure Phoenix, and Great Desolate Azure Phoenix.

“People should eat as much as they can hold. First, improve your cultivation. Three days later, I will bestow upon you a great fortune. How far you can reach depends on your fortune.”

“Yes, Master!”

Xu Qing said no more and instead lay back in the grand chair, basking in the sun.

Seeing this, Luan Ruxue stepped forward to massage Xu Qing. Although she was a bit clumsy, it surprised Xu Qing, but he contentedly enjoyed it.

But just as he closed his eyes, the Eternal Token vibrated again.

“Tsk! Liu Yangsheng, I want to see how far you can go?”

A cold sneer curled at the corner of Xu Qing’s mouth.

It turned out to be a message from Qi Wude. He was unlucky; he finally managed to sneak into the Liu Family’s ancestral land, only to find that the Liu Family had sealed off this spatial world, forcing him to hide in the Liu Family’s burial ground.

Through some means, he learned that the Liu Family intended to use a second-grade Saint medicine to Cultivate a Saint and several pseudo-Saints, and immediately sent a message to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing quickly understood Liu Yangsheng’s intention: he wanted to use several Saints to restore his strength. One had to admit, this guy was truly shrewd and cunning.

But that was all!

At this moment, Zhengyuan Holy Palace!

Oh, it should be the Xuanhuang Sub-Hall—Zhengyuan Hall!

Outside, due to the words of Venerable Ancestor Wen, it had already become lively.

Within Zhengyuan Hall, the atmosphere was somewhat heavy. Just now, powerful individuals from the Liu Family lineage were forcefully suppressed, and a bloody scent still lingered in the air.

Coupled with the impending great battle, a tense atmosphere enveloped all the disciples of Zhengyuan Hall.

And within that ancient hall, Saints from several families gathered together.

“Old Man Wan, have the Formations been checked?”

Sheng Tian looked at Ancient Ancestor Wan. He had become a Saint through the Dao of Formations, and his strength was even greater than that of Venerable Ancestor Wen. For all these years, he had been responsible for repairing the Formations of the thirty-three Tianguan Realms.

“Rest assured! I have checked all the Formations within Zhengyuan Hall, including those of each Family. Ordinary Small Saints won’t be able to break through them anytime soon!” Ancient Ancestor Wan was very confident.

“Thank you for your trouble!”

The several Saints expressed their gratitude.

Sheng Tian said, “Everything is ready. Now we just wait for the Zhengyang Ancient Sect to arrive!”

Time quickly reached the hour of Shen (3-5 PM).

“They’re here!”

Sheng Tian, who had been cultivating with his eyes closed, opened them. All the Saints did the same.

“Old Man Sheng Tian, your Zhengyuan Holy Palace dared to kill people from my Zhengyang Ancient Sect! Today, this old man will make your Zhengyuan Holy Palace pay a blood debt!”

A terrifying and extreme voice echoed for millions of miles around Zhengyuan Holy Palace.

At the same time, in the distance, a crimson fire cloud was rapidly approaching Zhengyuan Holy Palace.

Terrifying auras descended with a roar, soaring into the sky and pressing down on the vast expanse of millions of miles.

Boom!

An ultimate crimson sun, carrying a terrifying aura, fell towards Zhengyuan Holy Palace.

Clang!

With a sound of a sword cry, a ten-thousand-zhang Sword Intent shot out from Zhengyuan Holy Palace.

Immediately after.

Rumble!

The two collided, instantly exploding and causing the space for hundreds of miles to constantly tremble, faintly emitting sounds of cracking, as if it would collapse at any moment.

“Old Ghost Chiyan, after a million years, your cultivation hasn’t fallen behind!”

Sheng Tian’s figure appeared above Zhengyuan Holy Palace, his aura erupting without reservation. The Origin of Sword wrapped around his body, unleashing terrifying might.

“I didn’t expect you to reach this stage too!”

Within the fire cloud, a pair of crimson eyes stared intently at Sheng Tian, filled with shock.

Soon, fourteen figures revealed themselves: three Small Saints and eleven in the Saint Realm. The strongest was the owner of those crimson eyes, a robust old man with fiery red hair, whose cultivation had reached the Perfection of the Small Saint Realm.

“I didn’t expect Daoist Chiyang to come!”

“But Fellow Daoist Sheng Tian has also reached this stage.”

In the distant Void Realm, an Old Man in Green murmured.

This person was a Small Saint from the Sunset Ancient Sect, a fourth-grade Holy Sect. A great battle erupting with a fifth-grade Holy Sect naturally attracted the attention of other Holy Sects.

It could be said that in this vicinity, countless eyes were watching this battle.

And his purpose in coming, besides the battle between the two sides, was to investigate the Xu Family, which had caused this conflict.

To make Zhengyuan Holy Palace publicly submit, this Xu Family must not be simple. Otherwise, Zhengyuan Holy Palace would not risk annihilation to oppose Zhengyang Ancient Sect.

“I only obtained a few Opportunities!” Sheng Tian said with a smile.

Although they were schemed against, they had to admit that Dan Hong had indeed greatly enhanced their cultivation.

Swish, swish, swish!

Saints from several families also appeared behind Sheng Tian.

“Wanyu, you’ve also broken through?”

Daoist Chiyang’s eyes changed when he saw the Zhengyuan Holy Palace’s Formation.

“Three Small Saints, five Saints! Zhengyuan Holy Palace hides itself so well!”

Within a certain space, a powerful individual emanating a Saint aura had a gloomy expression.

He came from the Jinglong Holy Dynasty. If there was any force that had always been at odds with Zhengyuan Holy Palace, it was the Jinglong Holy Dynasty.

Over the past million years, the two sides had frequent skirmishes. Although no Saint battles had erupted, there had been many casualties among Martial Artists below the Saint Realm.

Ancient Ancestor Wan said coldly, “Enough nonsense. Between our two Sects, it’s a life-and-death struggle. Either you die, or I die!”