727: Chapter 727 The Crisis of the Cao Family

You smile and say, "Have you ever thought that those who have been to the Chaos Sea never returned... Could it be that they have already found the entrance to the Immortal Realm, but simply cannot come back?"

Murong Changge nods, "Many people think the same. Otherwise, everyone would have stood on the side of the Flame Emperor and Tianming."

After a pause, he looks at you earnestly, "By the way, people from the Heavenly Palace have been making some small moves on Tianyang Star recently; you should be careful."

"Don't worry." You smile indifferently, "I actually hope they come."

"Hahaha, good!" Murong Changge laughs loudly.

After chatting for a while longer, you learn from him about many events, big and small, that have occurred in the Immortal Realm over the last millennium.

For the first millennium, the various factions were relatively calm, enjoying a rare period of tranquility.

In the last two hundred years, ever since the Old Dean and Venerable Xuanyuan left, the Immortal Realm has started to become chaotic again—assassinations and ambushes are everywhere, many Mahayana Cultivators have fallen one after another, and many second and third-rate factions have suffered as a result.

For some reason, hearing this news of chaos in the Immortal Realm, you feel not nervous, but rather hot-blooded and extremely excited.

After Murong Changge takes his leave, you spread out your Divine Thought, scanning the entire Tianyang Star—a millennium has passed, and the landscape here has changed drastically.

If you are not counted, the True Spirit Immortal Dynasty is now the only dominant power.

The Piaomiao Sect was uprooted by a mysterious faction long ago, after True Lord Piaomiao was killed by you.

The Divine Dragon Cult also moved away from Tianyang Star shortly after that.

There is another faction that is now rising in fame within the Immortal Realm—the Budao Alliance.

Perhaps it was the low profile of the Heavenly Palace over the past millennium that allowed the Budao Alliance to grow in secret, to the point where it now rivals a top-tier faction.

You scan the Tianhuang Continent with your Divine Thought, but are surprised to discover—there is not a single Soul Transformation Cultivator.

From the conversations of many Cultivators, you learn that many factions and families have already moved away.

Even the Blood Origin Sect has moved away.

However, later on, the Blood Origin Sect clashed with local factions, and the entire sect was slaughtered to the last person.

You had long anticipated this—they were accustomed to taking shortcuts and could not settle down to cultivate diligently, so they were bound to clash with local factions.

Moving to a new place makes them outsiders, and being wiped out was only a matter of time.

Those who are not of our kind have different hearts; on someone else's territory, they are outsiders.

As for them moving away from Tianyang Star, you also understand; after all, they were worried about you settling scores later.

You look at the Tianhuang Continent, look at Longyang City, and suddenly feel a sense of unfamiliarity.

The land is still the same land, but the faces have all changed.

The two good brothers from your childhood—Meng Hao and Zhao Xu—failed to break through to Soul Transformation, and when their Lifespan reached its end, they passed away one after another.

Their Aptitude was mediocre to begin with, and after integrating into Tianyang Star, the Meng Family and the Zhao Family did not produce any other Geniuses, and they slowly declined.

In just a short millennium, those who did not break through to Soul Transformation are all gone.

The faces on the Tianhuang Continent have almost completely changed, and those Dynasties are no longer the Dynasties they once were.

You scan Tianyang City again with your Divine Thought, and a scene inside the City Lord's Mansion makes you frown slightly.

The City Lord's Mansion is shrouded in a spiritual light formation, surrounded by thousands of Cultivators from all directions, led by the grandfather, son, and grandson trio: Qi Zhengyang, Qi Tianchuan, and Qi Wei.

Qi Zhengyang is now at the Body Integration Early Stage, Qi Tianchuan is at the Void Refining Late Stage, and even Qi Wei is already at the Soul Transformation Late Stage.

Qi Tianchuan looks at Cao Jun with a smile, the corners of his mouth curling up, his tone indifferent, "Cao Jun, hurry up and call your sister out, otherwise today will be the day of the Cao Family's extermination."

It turns out that a few hundred years ago, ever since Cao Ruide and Cao Tianxiong fell, Cao Qingyi had handed over the position of City Lord to Cao Jun.

Cao Jun is now also at the Soul Transformation Late Stage.

Cao Jun's expression is grim, and he roars, "Are you not afraid that the True Spirit Immortal Dynasty will come to settle scores with you?"

"Hahaha," Qi Tianchuan throws his head back and laughs, "My Family's Old Ancestor is a Disciple of Mentor Chan Yi; even if Huangfu Zhanming himself came, what could he do?"

Cao Jun's face turns livid—Mentor Chan Yi is now a Mahayana Cultivator, which is not someone his Cao Family can afford to provoke.

Huangfu Zhanming is only at the Body Integration Perfection, so it would be useless even if he came.

As for the people from the Budao Alliance, their whereabouts are uncertain, and no one knows where they are.

Strength determines status and resources; this is an iron law on countless Star Continents. Whoever has a stronger background and greater strength possesses more territory and resources.

Seeing that Cao Jun does not speak, Qi Tianchuan raises his hand directly, and the entire City Lord's Mansion is shrouded by a vast Law Domain, which presses down on him like a great mountain.

Cao Jun feels his whole body locked by a tremendous force, and he desperately tries to mobilize his Law Power, but it is of no use—the gap between the two is too great.

Just as Cao Jun's Physical Body is about to be crushed, a female voice comes whistling over:

"Stop!"

Immediately after, Cao Qingyi's figure appears in front of Cao Jun.

With a casual wave of her hand, that vast Law Domain dissipates into nothingness.

She, like Qi Tianchuan, is currently at the Void Refining Late Stage.

Qi Tianchuan looks at Cao Qingyi as she appears, licks his lips, and says with a smile, "Qingyi, our two families have known each other for many years. As long as you agree to become my seventy-eighth concubine, I will ensure your Cao Family remains unharmed. How about it?"

Cao Qingyi looks at Qi Tianchuan and says coldly, "This Tianyang Star is not a place where your Qi Family can run wild; are you not afraid of that Immortal Venerable Qin?"

"Hahaha." Qi Tianchuan laughs loudly, "What relationship does Immortal Venerable Qin have with your Cao Family? Even if there is one, so what? Does he dare to offend the Academy?"

Qi Zhengyang, who has been silent all this time, finally speaks.

He looks at Cao Qingyi indifferently, "Cao Qingyi, I don't have time to waste words with you. Today, you will agree whether you want to or not. From now on, in this Tianyang City, there will only be my Qi Family, not your Cao Family."

After saying this, he slowly raises his hand, and a sky-covering giant palm quickly condenses, pressing down slowly with an Aura that crushes everything.

Beneath the giant palm, the Law Domain is even more intense than before, as if the entire sky has collapsed.

Everyone feels their chests tightening, unable to breathe.

Cao Qingyi trembles all over; she looks at Qi Zhengyang and grinds her teeth, trying her best to mobilize her power, but it is completely useless—the gap between her Clone and Qi Zhengyang is too great.

However, the next second,

That imposing, sky-covering giant palm suddenly cracks, and then shatters inch by inch, like dust blown away by the wind, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Qi Zhengyang is slightly stunned, looks around, and shouts sternly, "Who is it? Who dares to obstruct my Qi Family from doing business?"

Before his voice even fades, a figure appears out of thin air in front of everyone.

The moment Qi Zhengyang recognizes you, his pupils shrink sharply.

The anger on his face has not yet had time to fade; he freezes for a moment, then forces out a smile, bows, and cups his hands, "Junior... pays respects to Immortal Venerable Qin."

You look at him, your tone indifferent, "Pitiful people must have hateful aspects. Mentor Chan Yi sent you here to die, and you actually came."