110: Giants gather at Wanling Mountain Villa

Inside the Sect Master's temporary Immortal Cave in Fallen Immortal City.

Shangguan Jing wore an undisguised, heartfelt smile on his face.

He picked up the Spiritual Tea on the table, took a small sip, and felt the mellow fragrance fill his mouth and refresh his heart, putting him in an unprecedentedly relaxed mood.

"Four infant transformation pills of perfect quality... four future Nascent Soul True Lords!"

The excitement and joy in his heart were like surging waves that could not be calmed for a long time, thinking about the Sect soon gaining four pillars of the Nascent Soul Realm all at once.

The Beast Taming Sect, in his hands, was destined to usher in an unprecedented era of prosperity!

At that time, what would the mere Blood Fiend Sect and Myriad Spirits Sect count for?

He only needed to wait for the day those three Peak Masters and that girl, Ye Feiyan, successfully broke through their seclusion, for his Beast Taming Sect to sound the horn of counterattack.

The time when they would sweep away the petty villains and completely establish their status as the overlord of the East Sea.

The more he thought about it, the brighter the smile on his face became; everything looked wonderful to him.

Just as Shangguan Jing was dreaming of the glorious future of the Beast Taming Sect, and the smile on his face grew thicker.

Buzz—!

A streak of light, without any warning, cut through the sky and floated precisely in front of him.

"Hmm?"

Shangguan Jing slightly raised an eyebrow, waved his hand, and the communication Jade Slip fell into his palm.

His Divine Sense probed into it.

The next moment!

His face, which had been full of warm smiles, suddenly froze.

All the joy and anticipation in his deep eyes instantly faded away, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

"Myriad Spirits Manor... Daoist Wanjian... personally named them, wanting to discuss important matters with The two Old Ancestors, Jin and Huo?"

Shangguan Jing muttered to himself, his expression so gloomy it looked like water was about to drip from it.

A monstrous wave rose in his heart.

What kind of existences were The two Old Ancestors, Jin and Huo?

They were the true Sea Stabilizing Needles of his Beast Taming Sect!

One was a terrifying existence at the Fourth Tier Late Stage, and the other had already stepped into the Fourth Tier Peak Realm!

When the two of them joined forces, they could be called the absolute top fighting force in the entire East Sea Region.

And Daoist Wanjian of Myriad Spirits Manor was an existence on the same level as them, a genuine Peak Nascent Soul Realm Sword Cultivator, whose strength was unfathomable!

Now, such a major figure, standing at the Peak of the East Sea, personally named The two Old Ancestors, Jin and Huo, to discuss important matters?

This could only mean one thing!

That was... something big had happened!

Moreover, it was a heaven-shaking event... one capable of affecting the future structure of the entire East Sea Region!

Otherwise, Daoist Wanjian wouldn't have personally sent a message naming Ancestor Jin Huo for discussion.

Shangguan Jing did not dare to delay even slightly; he abruptly rose.

His figure turned into a streak of light, heading straight towards the Forbidden Ground located in the deepest part of Fallen Immortal City, where the Spiritual Qi was densest... Soon, he arrived in front of the Treasure Vault guarded by Ancestor Jin Huo.

He reported the matter exactly as it was to The two Old Ancestors, Jin and Huo.

When the two Old Ancestors, who had transformed into human form—one wearing a golden robe, the other clad in fiery armor—learned that Daoist Wanjian had personally named them.

Their faces, which had been as still as an ancient well, couldn't help but slightly sink.

As existences of the same level, they naturally knew Daoist Wanjian.

A Peak Nascent Soul Realm Sword Cultivator!

The strength of his fighting power was absolutely beyond doubt.

Now, such a figure wanted to personally discuss important matters with the two of them?

This matter was absolutely not trivial.

"Let's go, we'll take a look."

Ancestor Jin, wearing the golden robe, slowly spoke, his voice filled with endless gravity and antiquity.

As his voice fell, the figures of the two Old Ancestors instantly vanished from the spot, transforming into two Divine Rainbows piercing the heavens and earth, tearing through the void toward the Myriad Spirits Manor ten thousand miles away.

And just at the moment they set off.

Xuan Mo, who was lazily coiled outside Ye Feiyan's secluded Immortal Cave, resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his majestic dragon pupils.

He raised his massive Dragon Head, looked toward the two terrifying presences that instantly vanished into the horizon, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his majestic dragon pupils.

"Hmm?"

"What kind of matter could make those two Old fellows mobilize simultaneously?"

However, this curiosity was merely fleeting.

To him, even if the sky fell, it had nothing to do with him.

He swayed his massive Dragon Tail, shifted into a more comfortable position, closed his eyes again, and continued his leisurely and comfortable... great work of sleeping and idling... Myriad Spirits Manor.

As one of the top Sects in the East Sea Region, within its mountain gate, Sword Intent pierced the clouds, Spiritual Qi permeated the air, and Immortal Cranes cried out in unison, presenting a scene of immortal grandeur.

However, the atmosphere inside the most central Deliberation Hall was currently suppressed to the extreme.

When The two Old Ancestors, Jin and Huo, tore through the sky and descended upon this place.

Their majestic eyes slightly narrowed.

Because they discovered that beneath the main seat in the hall, there was another figure seated—a figure they were equally familiar with.

The City Lord of Three Seas City—True Lord Sanhai!

Even he had come?

It seemed the situation was more serious than they had imagined.

Ancestor Jin Huo exchanged a glance, seemingly reaching the same understanding tacitly.

"Fellow Daoist Jin, Fellow Daoist Huo, I trust you have been well."

Seeing the two arrive, True Lord Sanhai slowly rose and cupped his hands in greeting.

The two Old Ancestors, Jin and Huo, also nodded, and then took their seats.

After the leaders of these three top forces in the East Sea Region had all taken their seats.

Daoist Wanjian, who was seated on the main seat, his hair and beard white but his face rosy like an infant's, finally slowly opened his ancient, weathered eyes, which seemed capable of seeing through all the illusions of the world.

Without a word of unnecessary preamble, his voice, filled with endless sorrow and cold killing intent, slowly sounded.

"Three Fellow Daoists, just a short while ago..."

"My worthless little apprentice, Jianxin..."

"Has perished."

Boom—!!!

This statement was no different from a Nine Heavens thunderbolt fiercely striking the hearts of Ancestor Jin Huo and True Lord Sanhai.

The expressions on their faces instantly changed drastically; their majestic eyes were filled with incomparable shock and... disbelief!

Jianxin?!

How could they not recognize him?!

After all, Jianxin was also one of the legendary figures of the East Sea territory.

Although he only had cultivation at the Mid Nascent Soul Stage, his signature "Vast Righteous Sword Dao" had long been Cultivated to the Transcendent level.

His fighting power was so strong that he absolutely possessed the strength to contend even when facing a Late Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator!

How could such a person... possibly perish?!

The two Old Ancestors, Jin and Huo, exchanged glances, both seeing a trace of horror in the other's eyes.

Immediately, Ancestor Jin spoke first, asking in a deep voice, "Daoist Wanjian, is this matter truly real?

With the strength of that boy, Jianxin, even if someone like us, at the Peak Nascent Soul Realm, made a move, defeating him wouldn't be difficult.

But, to completely obliterate him... that, I'm afraid, would be absolutely impossible, wouldn't it?"

"That's right." True Lord Sanhai, standing nearby, nodded in deep agreement and echoed, "A Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator's Divine Soul is already merged with heaven and earth, and their life-saving methods are endless. Defeating and obliterating are two completely different concepts."

"As long as they aren't determined to die by fighting to the bitter end, even if the cultivation difference spans two minor Realms, if they are intent on escaping, the other party absolutely cannot stop them."

What they said was the truth.

This is also why Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators are called "True Lords" and revered as local Old Ancestors.

Because trying to completely kill a Nascent Soul is simply too difficult, too difficult.

"That's right."

Facing their doubts, Daoist Wanjian nodded with absolute certainty.

His ancient, placid face was filled with endless sorrow and... determination.

"What the two Fellow Daoists say is absolutely correct."

"Given Jianxin's strength, looking across the entire East Sea Region, even a Peak Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator truly cannot completely obliterate him."

Speaking up to this point, he changed the subject, and his voice, filled with endless cold killing intent, slowly sounded.

"Unless..."

His voice abruptly stopped.

The entire hall consequently fell into a deathly silence.

The air seemed to completely solidify at that instant.

The faces of The two Old Ancestors, Jin and Huo, and True Lord Sanhai, which had been filled with uncertainty and doubt, suddenly sank.

Their deep eyes suddenly contracted into the shape of dangerous needle points.

Daoist Wanjian hadn't finished speaking, yet they understood the terrifying implication contained within those unspoken words... an implication sufficient to make any Nascent Soul True Lord lose their nerve!

That's right!

The Peak Nascent Soul Realm truly cannot completely obliterate Jianxin.

But, what if it was... the Spirit Transformation Realm?!