89: Chapter 89 Senior Yun Zhongzi, save me!

"Family Head Shen, I have a question for you."

"Please speak, Elder Sun."

"The Four Great Families of your Guangnan City also sent people into the Secret Realm this time, right?" Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang's voice was sinister, his gaze scanning back and forth across the four Faces. "I want to know, did your people see anyone from my Tiangang Sect inside the Secret Realm?"

Patriarch Shen Tianze felt a shiver in his heart, but his expression remained calm as he said indifferently: "Elder Sun, the Secret Realm is vast and boundless. After our people entered, they explored separately and did not encounter anyone from the Tiangang Sect."

"Did not encounter them?" Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang sneered. "Then why has not a single person from my Tiangang Sect come out? Yet, not a single one of your people is missing?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of Li Wanshan, Zhao Qiankun, and Chen Jiuzhou changed simultaneously.

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang's words were clearly meant to stir up trouble!

What kind of strength did the Tiangang Sect have? And what kind of strength did their Four Great Families have?

The Secret Realm was so large; even if their Four Great Families joined forces, could they kill the Tiangang Sect members cleanly?

"Elder Sun, what do you mean by this?" Li Wanshan said in a deep voice. "The Secret Realm is treacherous and unpredictable; what does it have to do with us that the Tiangang Sect members did not come out?"

"Exactly!" Zhao Qiankun couldn't help but speak up. "Our families only sent a few Dharma Image Realm Elders inside. The Tiangang Sect Disciples all have profound cultivation; even if something really happened, it couldn't have been done by our people!"

Although Chen Jiuzhou did not speak, his expression was also very ugly.

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang ignored their defense, only staring fixedly at them, saying coldly: "This Secret Realm was originally yours. Who knows what you set up inside? If you don't give me an explanation, then just wait for the Tiangang Sect to hold you accountable!"

Before his voice even faded, he took a step forward, and the terrifying aura of the second level of the Primal Chaos Realm exploded!

That coercion, like a mountain crushing down, pressed toward Patriarch Shen Tianze!

Patriarch Shen Tianze's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously took half a step back, his internal spiritual energy surging wildly as he tried to resist.

However, how could the coercion of the second level of the Primal Chaos Realm be something he, a Dharma Image Realm cultivator, could withstand?

Just the moment he was about to be crushed by that aura—

"Bang!"

A figure descended from the sky and landed in front of Patriarch Shen Tianze.

It was an old man.

His figure was hunched, his hair and beard were all white, and he was wearing a washed-out gray Daoist robe. There wasn't a shred of cultivation aura on his entire body; he looked just like an ordinary, decrepit old man.

Yet, this very decrepit old man waved his hand casually—

"Bang!"

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang was sent flying backward as if he had been rammed head-on by a giant elephant!

He somersaulted several times in the air, smashed heavily into a giant rock ten zhang away, and spat out a mouthful of blood!

"Pfft—"

The blood exploded in the air, a shocking sight.

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang lay paralyzed in the rubble, a large part of his chest collapsed, ribs broken, his Face pale as paper, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"You... you..."

His voice was trembling.

He, a dignified expert of the second level of the Primal Chaos Realm, was actually swatted away by someone with a casual wave of the hand?!

What kind of strength was this?!

The whole place was dead silent.

Everyone widened their eyes, staring fixedly at the hunched old man.

This seemingly unremarkable, decrepit old man had actually swatted away an expert of the second level of the Primal Chaos Realm with one slap?!

What exactly was this old man's background?!

Patriarch Shen Tianze was also stunned.

He had originally intended to suffer a loss in public and settle the score with Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang at night, but he hadn't expected someone to step in and help them.

Swatting Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang away with one slap—this strength was much greater than his own fourth level of the Primal Chaos Realm.

"You... who exactly are you?!"

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang's voice was trembling, his eyes filled with horror.

Old Turtle stood where he was, his body hunched, hands tucked into his sleeves, a flash of disdain in his cloudy old eyes.

"Who this old man is, you are not qualified to know."

His voice was hoarse, yet it carried an indescribable dominance.

Don't look at how he acted subserviently before Shen Qingyuan, like a useless little old man.

He was, after all, a genuine Asking Dao Realm expert, and his strength was top-tier even in the entire Southern Region.

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang's Face was livid. He wanted to stand up but found that most of his bones were broken, making it difficult to move.

He gritted his teeth, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings, and suddenly landed on the green-robed figure in the distance.

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi!

Grand Elder of Yinxian Village!

A Peak Asking Dao Realm expert!

"Senior Great Elder Yun Zhongzi! Save me!"

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang shouted hoarsely, his voice filled with urgency. "This monster is committing violence in public, injuring an Elder of my Tiangang Sect. This is a provocation to the dignity of the Seven Great Sects of our Southern Region! As an Elder of the Holy Land, Senior cannot sit idly by!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes fell upon Great Elder Yun Zhongzi.

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping between Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang and Old Turtle, but he did not speak.

Beside him, Saint Xutian stood with his hands behind his back. His aged Face was expressionless, but his deep eyes were staring fixedly at Old Turtle.

He recognized him.

This hunched old man was the Yao Race member who followed behind that unfathomable Senior!

Then, his gaze fell on Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang, a flash of coldness in his eyes.

"Tiangang Sect Elder... Hmph, what a disgrace to the Tiangang Sect!"

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi naturally had the ability to read the situation.

Hearing the Old Ancestor's words, he understood how to handle it.

"Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang."

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi spoke, his voice calm yet carrying a sense of dignity.

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang hurriedly raised his head, his eyes filled with hope: "Senior!"

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi looked at him and said indifferently: "I saw today's events clearly. You were the one who acted against the people of the Four Great Families of Guangnan City first, and this Fellow Daoist couldn't stand it, which is why he acted."

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang's expression stiffened.

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi continued: "Your Tiangang Sect acts tyrannically in Guangnan City, forcibly demanding Secret Realm tokens and severely injuring the Zhao Family Head. I have heard of these things before. Previously, I gave Face to the Seven Great Sects and did not pursue it. But today, you attacked the people of the Four Great Families in public; do you really think there is no law in the Southern Region?"

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang's Face turned deathly pale, his whole body trembling.

He hadn't expected that instead of helping him, Great Elder Yun Zhongzi would stand on the side of that decrepit old man!

"Senior, I..."

"Enough." Great Elder Yun Zhongzi waved his hand, interrupting him. "Take your people and get out of Guangnan City. From now on, no one from the Tiangang Sect is allowed to step foot into Guangnan City. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang opened his mouth, but dared not refute.

Not to mention that Great Elder Yun Zhongzi was a Holy Land Elder, just looking at Great Elder Yun Zhongzi's own strength, it was a notch above their Tiangang Sect's Old Ancestor.

A mere Primal Chaos Realm cultivator like him, what could he use to challenge a Asking Dao Realm expert?

"Leave!"

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang gritted his teeth, crawled up from the rubble, and stumbled toward the outside of the valley.

Behind him, those few Void Piercing Realm Elders of the Tiangang Sect hurriedly followed, each of their Faces extremely ugly.

The people of the Tiangang Sect left in a dejected manner.

However, the atmosphere in the valley did not ease because of this.

Everyone was secretly sizing up Old Turtle, their eyes filled with awe and curiosity.

What was the background of this seemingly unremarkable, decrepit old man?

Swatting away an expert of the second level of the Primal Chaos Realm with one slap—this strength was at least Peak Primal Chaos Realm, possibly even Asking Dao Realm!

It was impossible for the Four Great Families of Guangnan City to have such an expert behind them, right?

Patriarch Shen Tianze stood where he was, looking at Old Turtle's back, his heart filled with doubt.

He did not know this old man.

But the fact that the old man had stepped in to help him just now was clearly intentional.

Why help him?

A thought suddenly flashed through Patriarch Shen Tianze's mind—Xiao Jiu?

Thinking of this, he had an epiphany.

"This Senior..." Patriarch Shen Tianze stepped forward and bowed, "I am Patriarch Shen Tianze, Head of the Shen Family. Thank you, Senior, for your help."

Old Turtle turned around, his cloudy old eyes swept over him, and he grinned.

"Family Head Shen is too polite."

Before his voice faded, his figure flashed and he vanished from the spot.

Patriarch Shen Tianze stood there, looking at the direction where Old Turtle had vanished, remaining silent for a long time.

...

Deep in the Secret Realm, Devil's Den.

The ten thousand soul banner floated in mid-air, wisps of Devilish Qi pouring madly into the ten thousand soul banner.

As the Devilish Qi poured in, the cracks on the flagpole faded significantly, and the hideous Faces on the flag became clear.

Shen Qingyuan stood lazily in the Void Realm with his hands tucked into his sleeves, his green robes fluttering slightly in the spiritual light.

In his palm, that crystal had become completely quiet, its surface glowing with a warm, jade-like luster, occasionally rubbing against his palm and emitting a faint humming sound.

"Exalted One, the Devilish Qi in the Devil's Den has been cleared." The voice of the Spirit of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner was hoarse, carrying a trace of fatigue.

Shen Qingyuan gave an "En" sound, his gaze sweeping across the entire Secret Realm.

After the Devilish Qi dissipated, the aura of this Small World had become much fresher.

The sky was no longer gray, but presented a pale blue, with faint clouds drifting by.

The ground was no longer a desolate plain, but began to have grass and trees growing, with babbling streams.

Although still very desolate, it already had signs of life.

"Let's go, it's time to go to the Tianque Holy Land."

Shen Qingyuan withdrew his gaze, took a step, and his figure disappeared into the Void Realm.

The ten thousand soul banner hurriedly followed, turning into a pitch-black stream of light, trailing closely behind.

...

Eastern Wasteland, Tianque Holy Land.

This was a majestic mountain range, the Peaks like swords, piercing straight into the clouds.

At the Peaks, ancient palaces were built along the mountains, and amidst the swirling clouds and mist, spiritual light flowed faintly, like a fairyland.

Tianque Holy Land, one of the oldest Holy Lands in the Eastern Wasteland, with a Legacy spanning ten thousand years, its foundation unfathomable.

At this moment, in the ancestral grounds deep within the Holy Land, the atmosphere was heavy to the extreme.

In a gloomy palace, several figures sat cross-legged, surrounded by faint light, their auras as deep as an abyss.

Leading them was a white-haired old man with a thin Face and deep eyes, Daoist runes faintly circulating around him, emitting a heart-stopping coercion.

Saint King Realm!

He was the Grand Elder of the Tianque Holy Land, Holy King Tianque.

"Xuanming's life tablet... is broken."

Holy King Tianque's voice was low, yet it exploded in the hall like thunder.

The other figures changed color simultaneously, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"What?! Great Sage Xuanming's life tablet is broken?!"

"How is this possible?! Great Sage Xuanming is a Peak Great Sage expert, only one step away from the Saint King Realm! Who could kill him?!"

"Could it be that those old monsters from the Forbidden Zone have taken action?"

Holy King Tianque shook his head, a look of gravity appearing on his aged Face.

"It is not the Forbidden Zone. Before Xuanming died, he sent back a Divine Thought."

He paused, a flash of deep apprehension in his eyes.

"The person who killed him is in the Southern Region."