Immortal of the Nine Realms

Everyone simultaneously turned to look at the pale hand. Their eyes were wide with shock, almost overflowing with disbelief.

Without a word, the old Daoist immediately retreated over ten paces.

Qin Man also led Wu Tai and the burly middle-aged man to retreat a certain distance. Their eyes were filled with wariness, but they were reluctant to leave. Opportunities like this were rare. If they could truly gain a great immortal fate from the Pitu Ruins today, they were willing to face enormous risks.

Fang Chen sighed and activated the Five Elements Soldier Talisman with the Azure Lightning Technique. Two soldiers formed from blue thunder suddenly appeared beside him, and they swiftly tore apart the golden ropes binding him. Under their protection, Fang Chen withdrew a hundred paces, ready to escape at the first sign of danger.

Everyone on the scene was stunned by this sight. Wu Tai was left speechless. The burly middle-aged man was also in a daze. Qin Man's expression grew serious as he eyed the two thunder-constructed soldiers, sensing the faint danger they posed. Even someone like him, a Dao Union Realm cultivator, could feel the danger encroaching.

The old Daoist fixed his gaze on Fang Chen. His complexion shifted from greenish to white; he looked completely shocked. He never imagined that Fang Chen had such a hidden card. If not for the sudden events, wouldn't he have been outwitted like a mantis catching a cicada while a yellow sparrow was waiting behind to eat it?

Wu Tai's expression turned strange as he clearly realized the same thing. A sense of fear began to rise in his heart. He thought back to how Fang Chen had acted arrogantly but had seemed to flatter him earlier.

"That's why he's so arrogant… but why did he flatter Wu Tai in the beginning?" Xu Chenfeng wondered, filled with uncertainty.

At this moment, the redwood coffin opened slightly again, and everyone's attention shifted from Fang Chen back to the coffin.

A frustrated and angry shout came from inside the coffin, and the coffin lid flew off, crashing to the side.

The crowd was flabbergasted.

There's someone alive in there?!

A young man, who appeared quite ordinary in appearance, suddenly sat up in the coffin. His gaze swept over the crowd, and with a cold snort, he said, "Disciples of the Immortal Sect? How interesting. You dare to break into my cave dwelling? Do you have a death wish? Didn't your elders tell you that trespassing in an immortal's residence is a capital offense?"

Everyone was horrified. His words unmistakably revealed his identity!

"Are… are you Immortal Pitu?" Qin Man asked cautiously.

The young man glared coldly at Qin Man. "Is that even a question?"

Qin Man sucked in a sharp breath and then, with great excitement, immediately kneeled on the ground. "Junior Qin Man pays respects to the true immortal. I never thought there would still be a true immortal in the mortal realm. This is a great fortune for the world!"

The old Daoist hurriedly knelt as well, his eyes filled with horror. "Junior Xu pays respects to you, Immortal Pitu!"

A true immortal still alive in the mortal realm? If this news spreads, it will likely shock the entire world. The sect leaders from the Central Continent Empire, Celestial Heaven, and Northern Dipper might rush to this place!

"Cut the formalities. You still haven't explained why you trespassed into my dwelling. If you don't clarify this, none of you will leave," the young man said coldly.

Wu Tai gathered his courage and explained, "Immortal, the world has long rumored that you have passed away. We came here seeking an immortal opportunity. Had we known you were not deceased, we wouldn't have dared trespass into this place!"

"What? I'm dead?" The young man paused for a moment, then slapped his forehead. "Right, I've been dead for so long, I almost forgot about that!"

A layer of deathly energy instantly appeared on his face. His pupils gradually faded, as if covered by a thick layer of gray, losing all their luster. His pale skin even seemed to develop some strange spots.

The crowd was stunned.

They had initially believed this to be a living immortal, but now… what was going on?

Even Qin Man, a seasoned cultivator, was left bewildered.

"Let me think…" the young man mumbled to himself.

Suddenly, his gaze shifted as if he was searching for something nearby. When he saw Fang Chen, his expression brightened with joy.

"Junior Brother! Junior Brother, you've really come! I, your senior brother, have been waiting for you for so long!"

Junior Brother!?

The crowd looked at Fang Chen in confusion.

This being, who seemed to be Immortal Pitu, was calling Fang Chen, the sword leader of the Void Immortal Sword Sect, his junior brother?

The timelines didn't match up at all!

Wu Tai quickly interjected, "Immortal, are you sure you're not mistaken? This person has only cultivated for about a hundred years at most. How could he be your junior brother…"

Realizing something wasn't right, the burly middle-aged man and Qin Man spoke up, sharing the same opinion as Wu Tai.

"I might mistake other people for my parents, but I'll never mistake someone else for my junior brother." The young man sneered. "Do you bugs think you can teach me something? Who do you think you are? Keep talking, and I'll tear you apart!"

Qin Man and the others instinctively fell silent, their faces filled with uncertainty.

Xu Sijue spoke up. "Immortal, you must be mistaken. How could this young man possibly be your junior brother? He doesn't have the fortune for such a connection. I can testify that this young man is not that old. You have been in seclusion for tens of thousands of years, True Immortal. It's impossible for him to be your junior brother."

Fang Chen wore a bemused expression. The immortal in front of me is surely mistaking me for someone else, right?

"He's Fang Chen, right?" said the young man.

Hearing that, everyone was left speechless, their faces filled with astonishment.

Wu Tai trembled uncontrollably, instinctively turning toward Fang Chen and stammering, "A-are you a great cultivator who reincarnated and restarted your cultivation!?"

Qin Man and the burly middle-aged man's faces turned ashen.

The old Daoist's face had no color, his spirit seemingly drained.

"Senior… are you…"

Fang Chen felt like he had encountered the strangest thing ever. A long-dead immortal is claiming to be my senior brother and even knows my name?

Wait. Fang Chen's gaze grew sharper. Could this be an illusion!?

The young man smiled. "You don't recognize me, but surely you recognize Shu Kui?"

Immortal Shu Kui!?

Immortal Shu Kui was from a different era than Fang Chen, but he had also become a core disciple of the Reincarnation Immortal Sect.

In an instant, countless questions were answered in Fang Chen's mind. The answers lay in the three great Immortal Intents of the Reincarnation Immortal Sect: the past, the future, and the present.

Immortal Shu Kui had comprehended the past, which was why he could travel from the future to the past.

As for this person before me… it seems like he has comprehended the future intent?

Could he be from the past?

Fang Chen clasped his hands in a respectful bow. "Turns out you really are my senior brother."

The others were still stunned, their faces frozen in shock.

"That's right, that's right. I had a tough time waiting all this time for you to appear, Junior Brother. I see you're here for the Profound Mother Yin Beast, huh? Heheh, I have already prepared it for you, just watch."

The young man grinned weirdly and waved his hand toward the Yin River. The creature with the dragon body and human head, which Fang Chen had encountered earlier, immediately flew out from the Yin River.

It spun excitedly around the young man, occasionally rubbing its head against him.

Everyone was stunned. This was the Profound Mother Yin Beast!?

The young man reluctantly patted the Profound Mother Yin Beast's head. "Alright, go over to my junior brother's side. You'll be his spirit beast from now on, so make sure to follow him well."

It seemed to have high intelligence. It flew to Fang Chen's side as instructed, but its golden-silver pupils flashed with a hint of hesitation.

The young man added with a smile, "Junior Brother, it has another name in another place—Zhu Long. But there are others that call it Zhu Yin."