207: The Sun and Moon Pot, having defeated evil, displayed its power; the Nine Sects convened to discuss the matter of vanquishing the Heavenly Demon.

"Bai Chuan? What is going on? You are so flustered, what kind of decorum is this."

Within the Misty Holy Land, a stern voice rang out.

Figures of numerous powerful Cultivators walked out from the Forbidden Ground. After learning the specific situation, they unanimously issued an order.

"Use all means to seal off the information."

"Find a way to arrange a new identity for him and keep him hidden."

"Regardless of whether he is the Reincarnation of an Ancient Sage, anyone with this seven-layered Karma halo is bound to be extraordinary."

...

Two other elders nearby noticed the situation here and cast their gazes over simultaneously.

After receiving the reply, Su Baichuan's gaze fell upon Yao Yian, and his expression became visibly kinder.

"Wait, Senior, listen to me..."

He tried to explain, but they wouldn't listen; he was unable to defend himself.

At this moment, the twin star mirror suddenly blurted out something that made Yao Yian's hair stand on end.

"Be careful, for a split second just now, this old thing had murderous intent toward you."

"He is planning to kill you!"

...

"The Reincarnation of an Ancient Sage!?"

Among the crowd, the remaining Evil Cultivators had fiery gazes, as if they had grasped the last straw.

If they didn't struggle a bit more, their outcome would either be death here or being thrown into prison.

They feared death, but they were even more unwilling to go from being high-and-mighty Cultivators to prisoners.

They could no longer enjoy themselves wantonly, could no longer crush Mortals like ants, and could only be slaughtered; how could they be willing to accept that?

Thus, they immediately decided to fight for it.

"Kill!"

Dozens of Evil Cultivators who were unwilling to sit and wait for death soared into the sky, attacking Yao Yian, intending to take him hostage.

These Evil Cultivators attacked simultaneously, using Cultivation Techniques that burned their Lifespan to forcibly raise their own cultivation levels.

Wherever they passed, those Immortal Seedlings being assessed were all killed, resulting in heavy casualties.

"Seeking death!"

Seeing this scene, Immortal Master Baichuan did not hesitate, turned around, and rushed over.

He attacked immediately.

"Bang!"

He unleashed a technique that directly crushed one of the Evil Cultivators. With a bang, the demonic Cultivator exploded in the air, filling the space with a bloody mist.

In the distance, the other two elders attacked, directly defeating the two strongest Evil Cultivators, but there were still many desperate people resisting.

"Where are the Disciples of the Misty Holy Land! Kill!"

A group of Disciples from the Misty Holy Land also went to defend, but the remaining Evil Cultivators still constantly attacked Yao Yian.

Among these Evil Cultivators, the weakest was at the Half-Step Silent Spirit Realm.

In their desperate struggle, some Evil Cultivators even burned almost all of their Lifespan, raising their cultivation to the Pseudo-Silent Spirit Realm.

With a dozen or twenty Cultivators at the Pseudo-Silent Spirit Realm charging with their lives on the line, no matter how high Immortal Master Baichuan's cultivation was, he seemed unable to kill them all in the face of their final desperate act.

Of course, this was him intentionally letting them through...

"Protect the Sage!"

A group of Misty Holy Land Disciples and the examiners nearby roared and charged toward the Evil Cultivators.

However, facing these desperate Evil Cultivators, despite their best efforts to block them, several Evil Cultivators still managed to reach Yao Yian.

With the enemy approaching, Yao Yian instinctively wanted to make a move.

But he suddenly realized that if he acted rashly, he might expose his true cultivation.

If his true cultivation were exposed, it would likely lead to even more trouble!

His root bones, his age, the twin star mirror on him—none of these could withstand scrutiny. If his cultivation were exposed, he would undoubtedly be unable to clear his name.

What to do?

Yao Yian panicked. Just as those few Evil Cultivators were about to succeed, they suddenly froze.

Following that, a young girl with a refined and elegant appearance, wearing an orange-red palace dress, with a face as beautiful as a painting and eyes as bright as stars, stepped out from the Void Realm in front of him.

She was also stunningly beautiful, but if he had to truly evaluate her, Yao Yian still felt she was not as good as Li Weiqing.

Because that fleeting glimpse during the life-and-death escape in the Epoch Battlefield had left too deep an impression on him.

Back to the point.

In her left hand, she held a small glass gourd.

The small glass gourd emitted a pale golden light, enveloping her and making her look even more ethereal.

"sun moon gourd, pass judgment!"

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

The small glass gourd shook slightly, and a golden Spiritual Qi surged from it.

Boom—

In front of this golden Spiritual Qi, the Evil Qi on the Evil Cultivators was completely ignited, releasing surging, turbid Spiritual Qi.

They seemed to be restrained by some invisible force, all frozen in place.

At this time, the small glass gourd emitted a hollow and cold voice: "Guilty!"

The next moment, the golden light surged into the bodies of those Evil Cultivators, constantly purifying that Evil Qi.

The Evil Cultivators only felt a violent pain in their heads. In the pain, they seemed to see the Cultivators and commoners they had killed.

Those people they had killed actually appeared to be resurrected before their eyes, each of them reaching out their hands, demanding their lives.

The purification was complete.

With a crack, the Meridians of these Evil Cultivators were all broken, and their cultivation was completely wasted.

After dealing with the Evil Cultivators, the young girl in the orange-red palace dress turned around.

She walked toward Yao Yian, a look of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

"Eh? It's actually a seven-layered Karma golden halo."

"No wonder the sun moon gourd made me rush over to save you. So that's why."

"My name is Brocade Lantern Like a Painting, what is your name?"

The young girl smiled sweetly, looking very beautiful.

...

...

Canglan Realm, Donglin Prefecture.

Thirty-Six States of Donglin, Dasheng Dynasty.

A certain city, Council Hall.

On this day, many powerhouses of the younger generation from the Nine Sects gathered.

Shenluo Sect, Star Arrival Sect, Dao Xian Palace, Wuji Sect, Ten Thousand Demon Gate, Moyang Sect, Ziyu Sect, Cloud Heaven Sect.

The younger generation of the nine hegemon-level forces in Donglin Prefecture were all present, preparing to discuss the war against the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons.

The older generation had their own battlefield.

And they, the younger generation, also had their own battlefield.

In any war, the side that exposes their trump cards first will undoubtedly fall into a disadvantage.

Therefore, their planning and performance were particularly important for whether they could win this war against the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons.

At this time, in the large Council Hall, it was packed with various capable Disciples from the nine hegemon-level forces, all standing quietly in the hall.

They were all existences second only to the Saints and Saintesses. Each of them had enormous influence inside and outside their Sects, and each controlled their own group of Cultivators behind them.

It could be said that each of them had their own force behind them, which was why they were qualified to come here and participate in this meeting.

Looking at the head of the hall, there were eighteen seats, arranged on both sides.

After many years, the Nine Sects had each selected one Saint or Saintess, totaling eighteen.

The left side was for the Saints, and the right side was for the Saintesses.

However, there was one seat that was still empty.

And that seat was also very close to the center, seemingly left for someone.

What was going on?

Some latecomers were full of curiosity, guessing who the empty seat belonged to.

Soon, after some observation, they finally understood who the empty seat belonged to.

That was...

"What is going on? Why hasn't the Yuntian Holy Son arrived yet?"

At the head of the hall, a charming youth in black robes was very dissatisfied, his gaze sweeping over the people in the seats.

"Who delivered the message? Was it delivered properly?"

"Replying to the Ten Thousand Demon Gate Saint, it has been delivered."

"Then why hasn't he come yet? Speak!"

The Ten Thousand Demon Gate Saint had an air of calling someone to account, but beside him, the Saint of the force the responder belonged to did not indulge him at all.

"What? Is the Ten Thousand Demon Gate Saint questioning my Ziyu Sect's people?"

"Hmph, what are your people doing? Can't they even deliver a message properly?"

"Heh, who is the Yuntian Holy Son? His style of doing things has always been unpredictable from the start. Who can say for sure whether he will come or not?"

"It seems that the Star Arrival Saintess didn't hurt you enough last time, running here to show off your power."

The two started to argue with gunpowder, and the people around them were all watching the show.

However, they only argued coldly for a few sentences, and then the scene returned to a dead silence.

At this time, someone made a suggestion.

"Why don't we discuss it in advance?"

As soon as this was said, everyone looked toward the head of the hall, or more accurately, toward a youth holding a stone sword in his arms.

He said: "Wait!"

Once the Seven Emperor Sword Sect Holy Son spoke, no one dared to disobey.

Time passed bit by bit. After half a day, the Seven Emperor Sword Sect Holy Son finally signaled that there was no need to wait any longer and announced the immediate discussion of the deployment against the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons.

...

Meanwhile, in a very, very distant place.

The wood-cutting old man who had been napping by the roadside for a long time woke up and found a simple-looking youth standing in front of him. Judging by his appearance, he seemed to have been waiting here for a while.

"Old man, hello, my name is Zhang Yizhi."

"May I ask, where is this place on the map?"

"I have been looking for a long time but haven't found the right place, please give me some guidance."

The wood-cutting old man leaned over to look, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"Oh my, young man, you are holding the map upside down."