Immortal of the Nine Realms

Zhou Bufan and the others were about to raise their cups when they heard Langya Wenxia's words, prompting them to freeze.

Langya Wenxia? The Langya Clan?

They instinctively looked at the ancestor of the Langya Clan and their hearts sank.

The Langya Clan was far stronger than the Nine Yang Dao Sect, with Dao Union Stage cultivators. The Grand Thousand Dao Sect could even invite the Langya Clan to attend the ceremony. Yet, they had actually dared to come and question their Dao?

The beggar Daoist glanced at Langya Wenxia, then looked across at Wu Weizi. The hatred in his eyes deepened.

He had finally figured out the Grand Thousand Dao Sect's foundation. If they could even invite the Langya Clan, they could almost walk freely in the Azure Dao Manor. How could they possibly fear the Nine Yang Dao Sect? Let alone the Purple Sun Dao Sect, which only sent an Enlightenment stage cultivator.@@novelbin@@

On the Immortal Boat, a group of Dao cultivators looked down at Zhou Bufan and the others, their eyes filled with coldness.

"That's Zhou Bufan, right? The sect master of the Purple Sun Dao Sect. When did he have ties with the Grand Thousand Dao Sect?" said a Soul Splitting realm cultivator indifferently.

Although he didn't directly name anyone, it was clear he was asking Daoist Yuanju. After all, the Purple Sun Dao Sect was under the jurisdiction of the Nine Yang Dao Sect. If their people were mingling with the Grand Thousand Dao Sect, the Nine Yang Dao Sect had some explaining to do.

"Oh?"

Many Dao cultivators showed skeptical expressions. They were somewhat isolated from the news. Several years had passed since the battle at the Ancient Demon Wasteland, but they still hadn't heard of the full details.

"Anyway, his Spiritual Attachment Technique is unusual. His Dao techniques aren't particularly powerful, but the evil entities he refines are," shared Xu Qingsong indifferently.

Meanwhile, Langya Wenxia couldn't help but frown upon seeing Zhou Bufan and the others silent.

"It's just a cup of tea. Is it really necessary to be so petty?"

A Daoist hurried over and gave Langya Wenxia a wry smile, explaining, "Honored guest, the tea here isn't for your consumption."

Fang Chen smiled and added, "Brother Wenxia, you're not accustomed to that tea. I've had someone prepare something else for you."

Langya Wenxia was stunned for a moment. "Not accustomed to it?"

Then he slightly flared his nostrils, a trace of suspicion flashing in his eyes. Why does this tea smell so strange?

"Honored guest, this isn't actually tea; it's something vile," whispered a Daoist.

Something vile?!

Langya Wenxia immediately realized something and he quickly leaped several meters back, his expression now filled with confusion and suspicion. "Brother Fang, what's this...?" Ɽå₦ОᛒĚš

Fang Chen casually smiled as he led the group into the Dao Palace, "These guests aren't following the rules. Some have even been killing innocent people here. As punishment, I've made them drink this tea for amusement. Brother Wenxia, you don't need to worry about it. Please, everyone, come inside."

On the Immortal Boat, the expressions of Xu Qingsong and the others slowly froze.

Vile Liquid!?

Daoist Yuanju's gaze was fixed on Zhou Bufan and the teacup in his hands. After a long pause, he sighed deeply. "It's my fault, I killed Daoist Zhou."

The others quickly guessed what had happened. The clan leaders exchanged glances as they realized the extent of Fang Chen's methods….

He was so vicious….

A cold chill ran down everyone's spines.

One of the clan leaders cast a probing glance at Ancestor Qin and the others and faltered, "Everyone, I believe we should carefully consider this matter. Since the Central Continent is willing to issue a decree, could it be that there is some deeper meaning behind this?"

"Everyone, the stance of the Three Grand Dao Sects has always been firm. There are small matters we may overlook in the past but if anyone dares to reinstate the Three Thousand Dao Sect, it will surely provoke public anger. I'd like to see if this puny Grand Thousand Dao Sect can withstand the wrath of the Immortal Kings," said Xu Qingsong flatly.

"But this person still has the support of the Void Immortal Sword Sect..." whispered someone.

Xu Qingsong sneered. "And what of the Void Immortal Sword Sect? This matter concerns the foundation of the Central Continent in its entirety. The Three Grand Dao Sects will stand united and not retreat a single step. What you may not know is that the Old Sword Immortal of the Void Immortal Sword Sect was injured a few years ago. Right now, they are struggling to handle their own issues."

Such a thing happened?

The others were stunned as if they had learned a major secret.

They were shocked to hear that the Old Sword Immortal of the Void Immortal Sword Sect—who was a figure comparable to a sect's founder—had been injured.

The next day, more cultivators were stopped by the Nine Yang Dao Sect. Meanwhile, the Grand Thousand Dao Sect was making its final preparations and waiting for the start of the grand ceremony for reinstating the Three Thousand Dao Sect.

At this point, besides the Langya Clan, no one else had arrived to witness the ceremony at the Grand Thousand Dao Sect. Even Qin Feng and his sister were being detained on the Immortal boat by the cultivators of the Immortal Qin Clan and were not allowed to leave.

"Father, Mother, even if the ancestor and you don't go, Qin Xuan and I must go. After all, we are disciples of the Grand Thousand Dao Sect," said Qin Feng as he gazed at Chu Lan from afar.

Chu Lan turned to look at the head of the Qin family. "What are you going to do? Are you really going to let them detain Feng'er and Xuan'er like this?"

The head of the Qin Family sighed and glanced at the several cultivators guarding them. He gently shook his head and lamented, "They only listen to the ancestor. My words carry no weight in their hearts. What can I do?"

Chu Lan snorted coldly and walked toward the cultivators responsible for guarding Qin Feng and Qin Xuan. "Gentlemen, we may not attend the ceremony, but Qin Feng and Qin Xuan are disciples of the Grand Thousand Dao Sect. It's unreasonable to stop them from going."

One of the cultivators replied indifferently, "Madam, they are also the young master and young miss of the Qin family. If they go and it's known that they are disciples of the Grand Thousand Dao Sect, it will bring great trouble to the Immortal Qin Clan."

"But—"

Chu Lan stopped mid-sentence, a sharp sense of foreboding rising in her chest.

It wasn't just her. All the cultivators nearby seemed to share the same feeling and they all instinctively looked up.

Three Immortal Boats slowly broke through the clouds, with a figure standing at the front of each boat.

Seeing the three immortal boats breaking through the clouds, Qijian and the others immediately stood up straight, trembling with fear.

They all cupped their hands and bowed deeply as they greeted the three figures standing on the boats. "We pay our respects to the three Immortal Kings!"

Despite the fact that these Immortal Kings had restrained their auras, the pressure emanating from them was still overwhelming. It felt as though a faint sense of anger hung in the air that sent chills down their spines.

As the Immortal Boats fully emerged from the clouds, everyone gasped in awe. The boats were crowded with countless figures, each one a grand cultivator with a heaven-defying cultivation. The sight was overwhelming like celestial soldiers descending from the sky.

At that moment, all doubts were erased. The words of Xu Qingsong rang true—Three Grand Dao Sects were completely united in their stance. The spectacle was clear evidence that the Void Immortal Sword Sect had arrived with the full force of its power and prepared to confront the Grand Thousand Dao Sect head-on.

Compared to the three magnificent Immortal Boats, the boats below felt like humble fishing boats. The Immortal Kings, however, walked through the void with majestic ease, inching closer to the ship where Qijian stood.

"We're not late, are we? Has the ceremony of the Grand Thousand Dao Sect started?" asked Ouyang Xuanzhen.

Upon hearing the Immortal King's words, Qijian immediately responded, "Not yet. Aside from the Langya Clan, no one else has arrived yet."

A chilling remark followed, "There is no need for the Langya Clan to exist anymore."

The crowd instinctively turned their gazes toward the speaker, who stood with a commanding presence. The figure had the body of a human but the head of a dragon. His size alone was imposing and just by standing still, he emanated a pressure that made it difficult for anyone to breathe.

It was none other than the Dragon Sovereign of the Morning Star Dao Sect!