246: The news spread, and the Dragon King came to apologize.

Sword Ancestor's expression became serious and solemn, no longer as relaxed as before.

"An Eight Tribulation Yang Spirit... his methods are unfathomable, far surpassing a Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit.

It is rumored that after eight tribulations, one can sever the past and future bodies, cultivating only the present body. The essence of their life undergoes a complete transformation, making them comparable to a True Immortal of the Upper Realm, and their lifespan becomes exceptionally long.

On the Starry Sky Ancient Road, throughout the myriad Realms, they are considered a hegemon, and few dare to provoke them easily.

In a large world like our Human Realm, there is more than one Eight Tribulation Yang Spirit mighty figure.

However, they are like Dragons, rarely seen, spending years searching for Opportunities deep within the Starry Sky Ancient Road.

Unless the Human Realm faces a crisis of destruction, it is usually difficult to find any trace of them."

"Life essence transforming, comparable to a True Immortal..." Gu Changsheng's eyes grew serious.

True Immortals of the Upper Realm are Immortals whose lifespans are as long as heaven and earth.

Eight Tribulation mighty figures can actually rival them.

It seems that if it weren't for the Starry Sky Ancient Road being polluted, these individuals, upon Ascension to the Immortal Realm, would likely have cultivated into True Immortals, or even higher Realms.

"Sword Ancestor's kind intentions, Gu will accept them."

Gu Changsheng no longer declined.

After all, the Tribulation Breaking Umbrella had suffered much damage during this tribulation and just needed to be repaired with Immortal Spiritual Energy.

Soon, the news of Sword Ancestor successfully Undergoing Tribulation seven times spread, shocking the Human Realm.

"What? Sword Ancestor actually passed the seventh Three Tribulations... How is that possible? Didn't he have a mishap in his cultivation and suffer damage to his Divine Soul...?"

"Tsk tsk, a Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit.

Among Six Tribulation Yang Spirits, Sword Ancestor was already one of the most skilled in combat.

Now that he has made a Breakthrough to Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit, his strength is unimaginable."

"Hehe, now someone won't be able to sleep..."

"Haha, I know! Fellow Daoist, are you perhaps referring to that Violet Gold Reverse Dragon?"

"Hmph, blame Emperor Jielong for being too arrogant. Sixty years ago, he openly intercepted Sword Ancestor's treasure midway, almost delaying his chance to achieve the Dao.

Now, it's time to settle that score.

Perhaps, at this very moment, he is like an ant on a hot pan, looking worried and distressed."

Back then, after Sword Ancestor obtained the Sword Dao Stone on the Starry Sky Ancient Road, because he was in a hurry to leave, the traces were not completely erased, and many Yang Spirits skilled in divination calculated it.

Even the intelligence about Emperor Jielong's attempt to seize the treasure midway, only to be severely taught a lesson by Sword Ancestor, also spread widely.

When the news first came out, many people secretly shook their heads, believing that Sword Ancestor had offended Emperor Jielong, and that Shu Mountain would likely not escape a calamity in the future.

After all, Emperor Jielong was notoriously vindictive.

Who would have thought that Sword Ancestor would successfully pass the Three Tribulations and achieve the Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit Realm?

At this moment, the situation had reversed.

Northern Plains.

Ice Palace.

Several blue-clad palace maids whispered to each other, mentioning 'Sword Ancestor' multiple times in their words, with occasional bursts of laughter.

Suddenly, a shadow was cast on the ground, startling them.

"Emperor... Emperor Jielong..."

Their faces turned pale as they looked at the majestic purple-robed middle-aged Cultivator before them, their eyes filled with fear.

Emperor Jielong snorted and walked towards the depths of the hall.

In a corner of the palace, a white-clad, long-haired youth leaned against the wall, arms crossed. Seeing Emperor Jielong, he sneered, "What?

Is the majestic Emperor Jielong, who shakes the Northern Plains, perhaps afraid?

That's right, after all, that Sword Ancestor is now a Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit, on the same level as the Palace Lord..."

"Trash, do you want to die?" Emperor Jielong's eyes swept over him, and boundless Tribulation Qi surged towards the white-clad youth. Strands of Tribulation Qi transformed into chilling white cold Qi, as if trying to freeze the Void Realm.

"Bastard, you dare to attack me!"

The white-clad youth's face showed terror, and his figure quickly retreated.

Although he was also a Six Tribulation Yang Spirit, his methods were far inferior to Emperor Jielong's.

Whoosh—

The cold Qi sealed the surroundings, and hexagonal snowflakes condensed in the Void Realm. Just as the white-clad youth was about to be frozen, a heavenly decree came from the Void Realm.

"Enough!"

Bang—

The ice shattered, scattering into countless specks of light.

A stunning Phoenix shadow appeared in the hall.

She wore a Phoenix crown and an exquisite Phoenix robe carved with secret patterns. A Phoenix pattern was vaguely visible between her brows, and her aura was as mighty as heavenly power.

It was precisely the Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit — Jichuan Ice Phoenix.

"Greetings, Palace Lord."

Emperor Jielong lowered his head, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.

"Palace Lord, just now, this fellow openly violated palace rules and attacked me. I implore the Palace Lord to punish this evil Dragon."

The white-clad youth seemed to have found his support and spoke with a wronged expression.

"You..."

Emperor Jielong's face showed anger.

"Enough!"

"All this bickering, what kind of decorum is this?"

A hint of coldness flashed in Ice Phoenix's eyes, and the temperature in the Void Realm plummeted. Even Emperor Jielong and the other person couldn't help but shiver.

This one before them was a True Spirit of heaven and earth born from the Jichuan Extreme Cold, a natural expert at manipulating cold Qi.

"Bai Chi, you may withdraw."

"Palace Lord... Yes..." The white-clad youth's face held a hint of unwillingness, but he ultimately retreated.

Immediately, only Ice Phoenix and Emperor Jielong remained in the hall.

"Speak, how should this matter be handled?

Will you apologize in person, or fight to the end?"

Ice Phoenix's voice carried no emotion.

"This..."

Emperor Jielong's face showed difficulty.

If he had known that Sword Ancestor would one day be able to make a Breakthrough to Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit, how would he have dared to offend him so easily?

But there was no such thing as a regret pill in the world.

After a while, he respectfully said, "Everything is at the Palace Lord's discretion."

"Good. Then this Palace will have you go to the Eastern Domain to apologize to Sword Ancestor.

After all, Sword Ancestor is a Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit, of equal standing with me.

This Palace does not wish to bring such a formidable enemy upon the Ice Palace because of your matter."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jielong's expression changed several times.

Once he bowed his head, he would truly become the laughingstock of the Human Realm.

That was secondary.

The most important thing was that an apology naturally required a gift, and how to produce a gift worthy of satisfying a Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit became the problem.

Seemingly seeing through Emperor Jielong's thoughts, Ice Phoenix sighed lightly and exhaled a piece of chilling white ice. As the vast cold Qi spread, the temperature in the hall immediately plummeted.

"This is Ten Thousand Year Jichuan Extreme Cold Ice, which has the effect of accelerating the nurturing of an undying body.

It is perfectly suited for Sword Ancestor's current situation.

You shall take this as a gift of apology."

"This... Thank you, Palace Lord..."

...Shu Mountain.

"Sword Ancestor has made a Breakthrough to Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit, and another newly advanced Yang Spirit has been born within the Sect. Shu Mountain's Luck is indeed flourishing."

"Jinghai Loose Cultivator of the Jinghai Sect respectfully presents a Ten Thousand Year Night-Shining Sand Pearl, specifically to congratulate Sword Ancestor and to congratulate the Eastern Domain!"

A long-bearded Cultivator in a blue robe, like a surging tide, smiled and handed over a congratulatory gift.

His body seemed to be enveloped in a deep blue watery shadow, and his aura was as unfathomable as the deep sea, clearly a mighty figure of the Yang Spirit Realm.

"Haha, well said."

Gu Changsheng unassumingly accepted the gift.

Ever since the news of Sword Ancestor's Breakthrough to Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit spread, Yang Spirit mighty figures had been continuously coming to pay their respects.

In less than a month, eight Yang Spirits had arrived.

They were all Grand Elders of Yang Spirit Sects or Loose Cultivators from the Eastern Domain.

'A good vintage...' Gu Changsheng's eyes flashed with purple, his gaze penetrating the box. A dazzling pearl, radiating moisture, was sealed within.

"Fellow Daoist Jinghai, having traveled hundreds of thousands of miles, please come in for a cup of wine. Gu would like to fulfill his duties as a host."

"Haha, then I shall trouble Fellow Daoist."

Soon, joyful laughter emanated.

As evening approached, a deep blue figure flew through the Void Realm, leaving Shu Mountain.

"This pearl, with its rich moisture, Seals at least a thousand large water veins... It can be considered a fine item."

Gu Changsheng smiled as he held the Ten Thousand Year Night-Shining Sand Pearl, then put it away.

At this moment, Sword Ancestor had already entered secluded cultivation to temper his undying sword body.

Since the transformation of the undying body was not an overnight process, but a gradual one.

During this period, the Divine Soul would gradually shatter and integrate into every inch of the flesh and blood.

Typically, this process would last for a hundred years.

Therefore, the current visible person in charge of Shu Mountain naturally fell to Gu Changsheng.

Suddenly, Gu Changsheng raised an eyebrow, looking towards the horizon, where a figure was vaguely flying, with a rather familiar aura.

Immediately, his gaze became peculiar.