667: Chapter 667 The Purple Sun Daoist Lineage

On the other side,

After changing your appearance, you traveled through several Teleportation Arrays and arrived at Ziyang Immortal City.

The Immortal City was exceptionally lively today; large groups of Cultivators were flocking in one direction—the Ziyang Palace—some riding swords, some on spirit boats, some riding Spirit Beasts, and some in palanquins.

You immediately spread out your Divine Thought.

The noisy sounds of the city flooded into your Sea of Consciousness.

"Hurry, hurry! Wanling Valley has brought tens of thousands of Disciples to attack Ziyang Palace. If we go late, we won't be able to see anything!"

"This Wanling Valley is too much, even attacking Ziyang Palace."

"I heard many forces have gone to support Ziyang Palace. I wonder if they can block them."

"Block them, my foot. Do you not know who is behind Wanling Valley?"

"Damn it, this Frost-Heaven Steed is getting old; it's flying slower and slower." An old Cultivator sitting in a palanquin pulled by a Frost-Heaven Steed shouted anxiously.

You ignored these miscellaneous noises and just glanced at the various Teleportation Arrays—many Void Refining and Integration Stage Cultivators from other Star Continents had arrived.

You did not delay; you lifted your foot and took a step, traveling a million miles, then lifted your foot again...

After a few steps, you arrived at the mountain gate of Ziyang Palace.

Looking at the scene before you, you felt relieved.

The people from Wanling Valley had just arrived and hadn't made a move yet.

At this moment, there were three factions in front of the Ziyang Palace mountain gate.

One side was Wanling Valley, with tens of thousands of Cultivators led by Immortal Wanling, standing on dozens of huge spirit boats. The smallest spirit boat was a hundred zhang long, and the largest one was fully ten thousand zhang.

The other side consisted of forces from various places. These people were divided into two groups—

One group was watching from afar, purely to watch the show and pick up scraps; the other group was hovering above the Ziyang Palace mountain gate, looking like they had come to stand up for Ziyang Palace.

From their conversations, you recognized a few familiar names among those standing up for them: Qian Santong, Xie Mu, Lin Feng, Jingkong, Gu Lingshuang, Tang Zhan, Chu Yiyi...

The third party was the people of Ziyang Palace—

Tens of thousands of Disciples stood everywhere at the mountain gate. Although their faces were filled with fear and unease, their eyes were quite firm as they looked up at the sky, gripping their Magic Treasures.

In the square of the Ziyang mountain gate, there were also five Nascent Soul Cultivators.

One of them was True Man Ziyang.

You remembered him—during the ninth simulation, the Holy Land had used the time dial to see your future, and you had joined Ziyang Palace at the age of three hundred and thirty.

At that time, this True Man Ziyang, whose Lifespan was nearing its end, had protected you with all his might.

At this moment, he was already over nine hundred years old, with a Nascent Soul at the Perfection stage; it was likely difficult for him to achieve a Breakthrough to Soul Transformation.

His aged face was covered in wrinkles, but his gaze was piercing as he stared at the sky.

Only you knew that there was another group of people suspended in the starry sky millions of miles away, secretly observing the situation.

The three leaders among them were the strongest—one at the Mahayana Late Stage, one at the Mahayana Early Stage, and one at the Body Integration Peak.

You only sensed the aura of this group through perception; you did not use your Divine Thought to investigate, fearing that you would alert the enemy.

Therefore, you didn't know who those three people were, but you could be certain that they must be people from the Heavenly Palace.

You felt puzzled—was it necessary to make such a big fuss just to destroy Ziyang Palace?

But then, what Immortal Wanling did and said made you understand the truth.

On that ten-thousand-zhang spirit boat stood a nine-story pavilion. Standing on the very top floor was Immortal Wanling.

He did not look at True Man Ziyang, but stared only at the dozen or so high-level Cultivators opposite him, including Qian Santong, and spoke indifferently:

"Fellow Daoists, do you really want to meddle in other people's business?"

"Immortal Wanling, if you dare to make a move against Ziyang Palace, are you not afraid that the Heavenly Palace will discard you like a worn-out shoe in the future?" Qian Santong roared directly.

He was now at the Void Refining Late Stage.

Two hundred years ago, he was the manager of Wuji Pavilion in Ziyang Immortal City and had a very good relationship with Ziyang Palace. After stepping down, he kept in touch. This time, after receiving the news from the current manager, he rushed over immediately.

"Do you still have any humanity? Ziyang Palace is already in this state, and you still want to destroy their Daoist Tradition?" Lin Feng echoed.

He was now at the Body Integration Late Stage. After receiving news from his Loose Cultivator friends, he rushed over without saying a word.

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness. Destroying someone's Daoist Tradition is not acceptable, it is not acceptable." Jingkong put his hands together.

"Dead bald donkey, are you not afraid of death today?" Gu Lingshuang asked with a smile.

"Amitabha, if I do not enter Hell, who will enter Hell?" Jingkong closed his eyes, his calm tone tinged with a hint of nervousness.

After a pause, he narrowed his eyes into a slit, glanced at Lin Feng, and added very seriously: "Benefactor Lin is a person of great Luck. Everything will be carried by him; he won't die, he won't die."

Tang Zhan and Chu Yiyi stood on the side, not speaking.

Jingkong and the other three were now all at the Void Refining stage. As Loose Cultivators in the Immortal Domain, they happened to get to know Lin Feng and came along with him.

City Lord Jia, who was beside Immortal Wanling, snorted coldly: "If you are sensible, leave quickly, otherwise the consequences will be more than you can bear..."

Ever since Wanling Valley became the number one force on Ziyang Star, City Lord Jia no longer needed to rotate his position as City Lord, and he was living quite comfortably.

He was now also at the Void Refining stage.

Immortal Wanling raised his hand to interrupt him, flicked his sleeve, and a shadow recording stone hovered in mid-air. It projected a deduced scene—

A man dressed in ordinary clothes, wielding an immortal slaying sword, slaughtered tens of thousands of the Liu Clan, blood flowing like a river, a truly tragic sight... Finally, he even attacked the Heavenly Palace on Nanliu Star...

However, the man's face was blurred. One could only judge by the methods used—the immortal slaying sword, the chaos cloak, and the Ziyang Divine Art.

These three things were each closely related to the former Venerable Ziyang.

After the Heavenly Palace deduced this image, they immediately could not sit still.

Therefore, they notified Immortal Wanling to play the villain—to wipe out the Daoist Tradition of Ziyang Palace in an attempt to force out the identity of that man.

After the scene ended, Immortal Wanling withdrew the shadow recording stone and then looked at the crowd, his tone indifferent:

"Although this person's face is blurred, these three methods—the immortal slaying sword, the chaos cloak, and the Ziyang Divine Art—are each inseparable from Ziyang Palace."

"Is it only allowed for this person to destroy others' Daoist Traditions, and not allowed for others to eliminate future troubles?"

Immortal Wanling's words, combined with the deduced scene, left Qian Santong, Lin Feng, and the others at a loss for words.

The entire mountain gate fell silent.

No one spoke.

Only those watching the show from afar were still whispering.

"This can't be blamed on Ziyang Palace, right? Ziyang Palace has so many Legacies and supreme treasures; which force doesn't have them?"

"Exactly. Liu Xuerong's Chaos bell, the Heavenly Palace's Immortal Suppressing Tower, didn't they all come from Ziyang Palace?"

"Sigh, I remember how high-spirited Ziyang Palace was back then. Once Venerable Ziyang fell, everyone wished they could step on them."

"Yes, I remember that the eight forces led by the Heavenly Palace were the most ruthless, almost emptying out their supreme treasures and Legacies."

"That's right, it is said that they didn't just empty out their heritage; later, they also secretly suppressed Ziyang Palace. Now, it's probably hard for Ziyang Palace to climb back up."

"Shh, keep your voices down."