Chapter 540: Sect Master's Battle in the Unification Realm!

Chapter 540: Sect Master's Battle in the Unification Realm!

In the Western Flood, the Wuxiang Pavilion.

The spacious reception platform, constructed from plain and simple bricks, exuded a low-key atmosphere. However, the numerous statues surrounding it subtly revealed an ancient aura, giving off a sense of age and wear.

Those who were familiar with this sect knew its true nature.

The newer a sect was, the more it wanted to cloak itself in an ancient guise.

The sense of age that the Wuxiang Pavilion exuded was overly deliberate, making it seem inferior.

But their position was already questionable.

They had seized the opportunity when the crane, snipe, and clam were fighting, using their quick wit and information to gain control of the Unification Realm treasure land without lifting a finger.

From a third-rate power, they had suddenly ascended to become a true immortal sect.

This event had given the cultivators of Wuxiang Pavilion a taste of success.

Those at the bottom of the sect, if they wanted to rise in the chaotic waters of the Western Flood, had to be bold and seize the opportunity to take a gamble.

What was the point of being at the bottom of an immortal sect?

If they could seize the main sect's land, they could also seize the branch sect's treasure land.

The Boundless Dao Emperor Sect's intervention in the Western Flood had also attracted the attention of the Southern Flood Seven Sons, who wanted a piece of the action. They even disguised themselves and killed Pan Boyang, setting off the first spark.

Wuxiang Pavilion had already foreseen the impending storm.

This was a golden opportunity that couldn't be missed!

Allying with the Western Dragon Palace was just the first step in their plan. With enough information, they could do much more.

At this moment, inside the inner hall of the Wuxiang Pavilion's main hall, nearly all the sect's powerful cultivators had gathered. They were divided into two groups, their expressions solemn, yet a hint of barely concealed excitement was evident.

The atmosphere in the main hall was quiet, with only the faint sound of breathing.

Calculating the time, their Dao Child should already be in contact with Qi Qizi. It remained to be seen what kind of deal he could negotiate for the Wuxiang Pavilion.

Tap, tap, tap.

The grand elder of the Wuxiang Pavilion, Lu Qing, sat with his eyes closed, leaning against the main seat. His fingertips lightly tapped the armrest, and occasionally, he would lift his eyelids to glance at the jade slip beside his hand, but he received no response, which clearly made him anxious.

After all, Lu Mingchuan was not only the Dao Child but also his own grandson.

Normally, a proper immortal sect would never have a situation where a grand elder and a Dao Child were from the same family.

While elders assisted the Dao Child, they also needed to act as a check and balance, helping the sect make more sound decisions.

Just this fact alone revealed that the Wuxiang Pavilion still retained the style of a third-rate power.

After all, even their Unification Realm sect master was surnamed Lu.

"Fourth Uncle, still no news?" Finally, someone couldn't sit still any longer. Was the Dao Child really so capable that with just the cultivation of a second-tier city, he could negotiate happily with Qi Qizi, and even had no time to respond to the sect's message?

Or had something happened, and Qi Qizi had ignored him, temporarily unwilling to respond?

No one would think that the Dao Child had encountered trouble. After all, the Dragon Palace's strength was evident, and the Dao Child himself was on guard against Qi Qizi. If they changed their minds, at least one message would still be sent back.

"What's the hurry? And at this time, who gave you permission to call me Fourth Uncle?" Lu Qing frowned and glared at the speaker, intending to rebuke him further. But his expression changed slightly.

Everyone else in the hall also stood up and looked out towards the hall, their eyebrows showing surprise and apprehension.

Outside the Wuxiang Pavilion, above the reception platform, a golden light descended from the sky, like a rainbow bridge spanning the heavens.

This was the manifestation of the Golden Ledger.

Normally, the Western Flood cultivators rarely used this when visiting other sects, as it was too showy and made them seem like they didn't know their way around.

Unconsciously, everyone thought of the Southern Flood cultivators.

"What's going on?"

Before the Dao Child could respond, these Southern Flood cultivators had come to visit? Many people's faces became tense.

Lu Qing remained silent for a long time, quietly sensing the golden light bridge, until he discovered that there was only one person on it. Dressed in an ink-colored shirt, the handsome young man seemed too young to be one of the six Unification Realm giants.

He silently breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes showed a hint of ferocity: "What are you nervous about? It's just a fish that slipped through the net, and now it's come to our door. This is a good thing, something to be grateful for!"

It was probably one of the Southern Flood's Dao Children, and perhaps he hadn't consulted with others, and his request for aid had collided with theirs.

Since it was like this, they should keep him here, and not let him ruin the Wuxiang Pavilion's plans!

With this in mind, Lu Qing put on a gentle smile, then stepped out and disappeared into the hall.

He rode a cloud and laughed heartily, saying loudly: "The Wuxiang Pavilion apologizes for not coming out to greet you. Please don't be offended, and come in quickly!"

"..."

Outside the Wuxiang Pavilion, Shen Yi calmly observed everything before him.

Looking at the rapidly unfolding formation beneath his feet,

A trace of incomprehension flashed in his eyes. After all, for a sect leader who had to specially close his formation every time he left, to invite someone in without asking for their identity was indeed a risky move.

But it suited Shen Yi's intentions perfectly.

Shen Yi didn't hesitate at all. He politely nodded and stepped into the formation.

This action, seen by the many cultivators of the Wuxiang Pavilion, made them all breathe a sigh of relief. Indeed, just as the grand elder had thought, if this young man truly knew their plans, he wouldn't dare enter the treasure land.

Calling to the heavens would go unanswered, and the earth would be unmoved.

No matter how powerful his backing was, he could only stay here in despair.

"Look, he should be thanking us," said an elder, shaking his head with a smile.

Lu Qing glanced back at the many cultivators below, and they understood his meaning. With calm expressions, they retreated to the back, silently preparing.

Since they had decided to act, they had to be ruthless enough.

Instead of exchanging pleasantries with this Southern Flood Dao Child, it was better to directly eliminate any potential threats at the source.

"Dao friend, please come this way."

Lu Qing felt that something was amiss because the young cultivator's demeanor was too calm, not like someone seeking aid or causing trouble.

It was more like... he was a bit shy?

"Please take a seat in the main hall."

Lu Qing invited him again, and then he saw Shen Yi following him obediently. Although Shen Yi didn't respond, he looked around with curiosity.

Is he mute?

Lu Qing cursed under his breath, but he didn't show it. Regardless of who this person was, he would first capture him and then slowly interrogate him.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the two of them slowly approached the grand hall.

Lu Qing glanced to the side and noticed that several elders below had already given him a prearranged signal. He then turned his gaze back, only to see that the young man in ink-colored robes had also simultaneously averted his gaze.

In that moment of eye contact, Lu Qing looked into those pitch-black eyes and instinctively felt a slight palpitation.

"What's wrong, fellow Daoist? If there's something, let's go inside the hall and discuss it in detail."

Lu Qing concealed his embarrassment and smiled amiably.

The others stood at a distance on both sides, their faces growing increasingly menacing.

"There's no need to go inside. Everyone is already here." Shen Yi finally spoke up.

Unexpectedly, this young cultivator not only wasn't mute, but his voice was also strangely soothing.

Upon hearing this, the uneasiness in Lu Qing's heart finally surfaced. He withdrew his smile and asked tentatively, "I almost forgot... I haven't asked yet, where does your esteemed self come from?"

Shen Yi didn't answer. Instead, he lifted the hem of his robe and casually sat down on the stone steps of the grand hall, as if he were an outsider.

He clearly didn't open his mouth, yet everyone heard a cold and rough voice in their ears.

"Ten Thousand Demon Hall."

"Hiss!" The Wuxiang Sect cultivators' hairs stood on end, and they quickly turned to look, then instinctively raised their heads.

There, a majestic figure had suddenly appeared, though no one knew when.

The figure maintained a human form but was still several zhang tall, with broad shoulders and a thick build, resembling a small mountain.

The exquisite dragon horns, the golden scales that seemed to be cast from gold, and the indifferent, ferocious dragon head all made everyone's breathing heavy.

A powerful demon!

To be precise, it was a demon with an incredibly noble bloodline, even surpassing the dragon demons of the Western Palace!

In its palm, the sharp five fingers seemed to be holding a small bowl, and its claws were embedded in Lu Qing's skull, casually lifting him up.

"Crack! Crack!"

Lu Qing's face was covered in blood, his features distorted, and his eyes bulging out of their sockets.

He struggled desperately, trying to burst forth his powerful aura, but under the overwhelming demonic aura that surged like a raging river, he could only make his body twitch like a clown.

To be able to exert such overwhelming suppression...

The strength of this powerful dragon demon was evident.

Recalling the three words he had just heard,

Ten Thousand Demon Hall...

Everyone's minds simultaneously recalled the news that the Southern Dragon Palace's Crown Prince had intentionally revealed about the Hall Master.

In that news, there was also a strange dragon clan demon, fierce and ruthless.

The Wuxiang Sect cultivators gradually connected the rumors about the East Chamber Lord with the appearance of the demon before them.

So... it wasn't just the Southern Hong Seven Sons bluffing.

A formidable force from Western Hong had indeed entered, daring to challenge the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect!

They, themselves, had guessed wrong!

And now, these foolish pigs had welcomed them into the sect without any precautions.

"This... East Chamber Lord! I don't know what offense we of the Wuxiang Pavilion have committed against you, but why have you all come here today?"

An elder stepped back a few steps, trembling as he asked.

Pfft—

With a surge of powerful demonic power, Ke Shisan responded with action.

In its palm, Lu Qing's body exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

This action formed two silent words that echoed in everyone's minds.

Annihilate the Sect!

There was actually such an unreasonable and tyrannical force in the world, seeking to exterminate an entire sect without any grudge or enmity.

How dare they be so ferocious in Hongze, a place blessed by immortals!

Because of this, the Wuxiang Sect cultivators completely dismissed the idea that the Demon Hall was a disguise of the Southern Hong Seven Sons. That group of Southern Hong barbarians would never dare to associate with such a brutal demon, nor did they have the qualifications to command a dragon clan with such a noble bloodline.

"Sect Master!"

As Lu Qing was killed without any resistance, the Wuxiang Sect cultivators truly realized the terrifying gap in strength between the two sides. It wasn't something that could be bridged by courage or tactics.

Therefore, their final action was to scream and shout towards the sky!

If this had happened elsewhere, the Sect Master might have ignored their lives and chosen to save himself. But here, within the treasure land, the opponent would have to either retreat from the Unification Realm or face dire consequences.

Moreover, within the treasure land, the Sect Master's power was at its peak.

After all, the opponent was the heaven of this place!

Ke Shisan's figure disappeared, and his sharp claws casually slashed, easily tearing apart a cultivator's body.

Amidst this one-sided slaughter without any resistance.

Everyone frantically performed spatial movement techniques and summoned various Dao soldiers, trying to escape. However, their trusted abilities were as fragile as tofu against the golden claws.

Clang—

Just as the dragon claw was about to pierce another cultivator's body, it was finally blocked by something.

It was a strand of aura, only three feet long, like an invisible sword.

Judging by its appearance, it was far less impressive than the Dao soldiers of the White Jade Capital cultivators, and even many of the cultivation techniques of the Foundation Establishment Realm seemed more eye-catching.

But this strand of aura, while saving the cultivator's life, also caused Ke Shisan to be injured for the first time.

A gash appeared between its claws, and if it weren't for its stone body, its hands would be filled with fresh blood.

A sigh came from the sky, carrying a sense of detachment from the mundane world.

"East Chamber Lord, there's no need to go this far. Whatever the matter is, we can discuss it calmly."

As this voice echoed, almost all the Wuxiang Sect cultivators felt as if they had taken a calming pill, and they stopped fleeing, panting heavily.

"..."

Ke Shisan silently stared at the strand of aura in his palm.

Moments later, a exaggerated curve appeared on his lips, a sinister smile revealing sharp, white dragon teeth.

The smile contained a dense killing intent, a rage at being humiliated before his master! Ke Shisan didn't like to be as noisy as Wu Jun.

So he suddenly clenched his palm, causing the strand of aura to shatter into pieces.

In the blink of an eye, it boldly swung its arm, and a colossal dragon claw that blotted out the sky appeared, like five towering mountains side by side, tearing through the heavenly canopy as if ripping through a piece of cloth.

"You dare to negotiate with me? You only need to go and die."

Under the massive dragon claw, a figure in a long robe, old and disheveled, stumbled out from behind the clouds, no longer possessing the calm and composed demeanor from earlier.

He continuously manipulated his cultivation technique, and countless sword auras, like the one from before, suddenly appeared, covering the entire sky.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The sword auras converged into a mighty river, flowing freely, and then crashed into the dragon claw like five towering mountains.

One after another, the sword auras shattered, leaving countless scratches on the dragon claw.

This battle between two Unification Realm experts caused the entire Ten Thousand Phenomena Holy Land to tremble! Even in the mortal world far from the inner sect, it seemed as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking open, like the end of the world!

"Your Highness, please hear me out!"

The Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion Sect Master was caught off guard, and at this moment, he temporarily blocked the ferocious demon. Finally, he spoke again.

Without the camouflage of the heavens and earth, he looked like an ordinary old man, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, and even a bit shabby.

This time, he wasn't speaking to Ke Shisan, but instead, he looked towards the young man sitting on the stone steps in front of the hall, with a well-behaved little girl appearing behind him at some point.

Compared to the dragon demon, the cultivator was clearly a better choice for communication.

Moreover, judging by the young man's composed demeanor, he was most likely the true mastermind behind the Ten Thousand Demon Hall's actions, and his status might even surpass that of this East Hall Lord.

"..."

Shen Yi looked up, not expecting to have something to do here.

He was actually more interested in observing the Unification Realm expert's methods, which would help him make plans for the future.

At least for now, it seemed that Ke Shisan was slightly at a disadvantage in terms of strength, but it was unclear by how much he was losing to the old man.

"Please listen to me. No matter how the Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion has offended your hall, I am willing to apologize and make amends... Why cause both sides to suffer? You know, we Unification Realm cultivators still have our ultimate moves. With just you, the East Hall Lord..."

As a Unification Realm giant, the Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion Sect Master showed no trace of a powerful cultivator's demeanor, perhaps because he had obtained this holy land by chance.

Hearing the phrase 'both sides suffer', Ke Shisan's face turned cold again, and he suddenly clapped, shattering the river of sword energy and pointing directly at the old man!

"You..."

The Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion Sect Master stared at Shen Yi, but after listening, the young man casually averted his gaze, showing no interest in what he had proposed.

He knew that there was no room for negotiation.

The old man glanced at the approaching dragon claw with his peripheral vision, and a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes: "Do you think I'm afraid of you? I can seize a holy land in the Western Flood with the strength of the White Jade Capital. Who isn't an evildoer?"

"Who's more ruthless? You're still wet behind the ears!"

The next moment, he quietly sat back in the void.

At the same time, the cultivators watching from the side suddenly paled, instinctively wanting to flee, but then they realized they had nowhere to run.

They immediately knelt on the ground, their pleas for mercy echoing throughout the area: "Sect Master, spare us!"

In an instant, their bodies began to vaporize, as if returning to their essence, and they rushed towards the figure in the sky.

As the auras fluctuated, a massive, intangible sword spanning the heavens and earth quickly took shape. It casually used its blade to block the incoming dragon claw, and then the sword tip pointed towards the figure on the stone steps.

Compared to severely injuring that golden dragon.

The Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion Sect Master knew the principle of capturing the thief first required capturing the king.

He indifferently looked down, and then his pupils began to flicker.

He saw that the young man, facing a sword that even he feared, simply flicked his wrist, showing no intention of dodging.

Thinking of this, the Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion Sect Master began to sacrifice more lives: "I want to see what a small White Jade Capital like you has the qualifications to put on an act in front of me!"

As he spoke, the sword finally stabbed down!

However, under the Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion Sect Master's astonished gaze, it couldn't touch Shen Yi's body, nor could it even approach the flowing aura emitted by the golden bracelet.

In front of the hundreds of zhang long sword, the petite figure was like an ant, almost negligible.

She stood in mid-air, her delicate palm pressing against the sword's edge.

Then, she gently shook it.

Dense cracks appeared, spreading across the entire sword in an unstoppable manner, and then it collapsed like a mountain, crashing down.

The black horse-faced skirt gently rippled, and her delicate, well-behaved face was now so terrifying that it was hard to look at.

"..."

The Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion Sect Master sat cross-legged in mid-air, stunned.

Ke Shisan retracted his dragon claw, rubbed his wrist, and said indifferently, "This is your choice to switch, don't regret it... Evil brother, tsk."

The dragon demon's words carried a hint of ridicule and mockery.

Although the old man's face turned red, he had no intention of refuting. He suddenly spread his palms, and the sacrificial intent that had been directed at the outer sect began to spread, even covering the entire holy land.

Only by doing this could he reduce the immense pressure he felt when facing this little girl.

Shen Yi finally stood up and looked at Ke Shisan: "Let's go together, and be quick."

Hearing this, Ke Shisan became excited again.

He had thought that his performance earlier would disappoint his master.

He didn't expect to have another chance.

The next moment, the majestic golden dragon finally revealed its terrifyingly huge body, larger than the sword from before. As its dragon whiskers danced, a terrifying dragon roar echoed through the surroundings! At the moment the old man glanced over, a small, ink-black figure had already landed quietly beside him, and a fierce knee strike slammed into his jaw!

An Yi interrupted his sacrificial action, and then, expressionless, she struck again with her elbow, smashing it into the old man's face!

Accompanied by a low tiger roar, the Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion Sect Master's head exploded!

Roar!

(End of Chapter)

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