Chapter 566: Gathering of the Pavilion Masters, the Profound and Unfathomable Ten Thousand Phenomena

Chapter 566: Gathering of the Pavilion Masters, the Profound and Unfathomable Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion

In the West Flood Domain, a grand palace stood tall, the residence of the Duke of the Fourth Branch of the Qi Family.

Outside the palace, a few figures hurriedly approached, riding on the water.

Leading them was Qi Zhaoping, the seventh son of the Western Dragon Palace.

Compared to his previous grand processions, this time, his entourage was extremely simple, with only two trusted aides, appearing slightly low-key.

"Quickly inform my uncle, the Fourth Brother, that I have important matters to discuss with him," Qi Zhaoping said as he stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold and his expression unreadable.

Only the two trusted aides beside him knew the extent of the rage he had just unleashed in his own palace.

As the master of the West Flood, he was supposed to be in control, but instead, that damn woman had taken command of his subordinates. Even An Tingfeng and the Green Phoenix Clan Leader had gone missing for several days, and his own Seventh Brother was kept in the dark.

It wasn't until someone above the Western Dragon Palace had personally beheaded several Crystal Azure Phoenix that Qi Zhaoping realized what had happened.

It was clear to anyone with eyes that those Green Phoenixes had relied on the Dragon Palace for support, and more accurately, they had considered Qi Zhaoping, the Fourth Prince, as their backer.

However, they had been slaughtered mercilessly right in the territory of their backer.

How could Qi Zhaoping not be furious! Of course, what made his heart even more anxious was that his eldest brother had only entrusted him with a few tasks, and the matter of finding the black bear was still unresolved. He had originally planned to appease his eldest brother with the news of An Tingfeng and the Green Phoenix Clan's surrender, so he quickly sent a message to the south.

Now, the message had been delivered, but the person was gone! Qi Zhaoping could almost imagine how furious his eldest brother would be when he learned of this.

This was unacceptable... He had to provide an explanation.

Qi Zhaoping understood in his heart that his brothers were either in cahoots with the second brother, plotting to seize the crown prince position from the eldest brother, or they had taken advantage of that woman.

In comparison, the fourth brother was relatively neutral, and his strength was also extremely formidable.

This was also the reason why Qi Zhaoping had come here today.

Finally, led by two Black-Backed Dragon Generals, Qi Zhaoping strode into the grand palace. As he made his way to the main hall, he saw a jade-horned silver dragon sitting on the throne, dressed in splendid robes. Without hesitation, Qi Zhaoping clenched his fists and exclaimed, "Fourth Brother! The reputation of the Western Dragon Palace is almost ruined!"

Hearing this, the silver dragon in splendid robes remained seated, his expression calm without much change.

He glanced at his younger brother and said indifferently, "Is it the face of the Western Dragon Palace or your own face that you're concerned about?"

"..."

Qi Zhaoping suddenly choked on his words.

Qi Zhaoping withdrew his gaze and continued, "You know very well that the Dragon Palace dislikes those phoenix demons, and even their scent makes us feel nauseous. Yet, you still insist on associating with them. You and Big Brother must be starving."

"You wanted to win over these phoenix demons, but you couldn't even protect them. Now you come to me for help."

At this point, Qi Zhaoping smiled slightly, revealing sharp dragon teeth with a hint of ridicule.

"What does Fourth Brother mean..."

Having his thoughts exposed with just a few words, Qi Zhaoping felt more and more embarrassed as he listened.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, his expression dark and uncertain, and released his fists, "Little Brother understands. Since Fourth Brother is unwilling to help, I'll seek assistance elsewhere."

After saying this, he turned around and left without hesitation.

Qi Zhaoping watched his brother leave with indifference, the ridicule on his lips turning into disdain.

With such a temperament, he dared to involve himself in the struggle for the crown prince position.

Tap, tap.

Just as Qi Zhaoping was about to step out of the main hall, Qi Zhaoping finally tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the throne, "I don't want to get involved in the matters of Big Brother and Second Brother, but regarding the West Flood, I can't just sit idly by and let others find fault."

He stared at Qi Zhaoping's back as he slowly straightened his body, "Speak, what's the situation with the Ten Thousand Demon Hall? What exactly happened?"

"So Fourth Brother has also heard about it."

Qi Zhaoping turned around and said, his eyes flashing with anger, "Actually, I've dealt with them before, but I suffered a loss and felt ashamed, so I didn't dare report it to the palace."

Qi Zhaoping nodded noncommittally.

Of course, he knew that the reason Qi Zhaoping had kept this matter secret was not because he felt ashamed, but most likely because it involved his eldest brother.

But just as he had said earlier, as the fourth brother, neither his strength nor his status was exceptional, so he truly had no desire to meddle in those matters.

"To be honest, they aren't that capable. After I returned, I thought about it carefully. If they were really as strong as they seemed, and with their arrogant and domineering behavior, how could they have let me return unscathed the last time?"

Qi Zhaoping paused for a moment, then raised his eyes.

If they were afraid of the Western Dragon Palace, then how could they have killed the Crystal Azure Phoenix right in front of him?

"I'm eighty percent certain..."

"I don't want to hear your speculations," Qi Zhaoping said, "I just want to know, do they have the Heaven Realm cultivation?"

"Not even close," Qi Zhaoping shook his head firmly, even if he wasn't the most perceptive, the terrifying difference between the Earth Realm and the Heaven Realm was still clear to him.

"I understand," Qi Zhaoping nodded, then stood up.

He spread his arms, and immediately, a servant brought over armor and helped him put it on. With the silver armor and silver mantle, and the pair of jade horns on his forehead, he looked truly valiant.

"Lead the way, let's go talk to them."

"Talk to them?" Qi Zhaoping furrowed his brows.

Qi Zhaoping glanced at him and strode down the long steps, the armor clanking loudly.

His expression gradually turned more murderous, "Let's talk... The Western Flood has its own ways of hospitality. The Dragon Palace isn't exclusive, but we must distinguish between primary and secondary matters. We don't have the habit of sharing this land and water with others."

"If you want to climb up by stepping on the face of the Western Dragon Palace, then be prepared to fall and be crushed to pieces."

Elite demon generals stood straight outside the hall, ready with their chariots, each pulled by two hundred-zhang-long black-backed dragons. When the two princes took their seats, the reins were suddenly pulled, and the two giant dragons transformed into black shadows, rushing towards the water's surface like a menacing dark cloud soaring into the sky.

...

Western Flood, Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion.

Inside the grand hall, Liu Shiqian sat quietly on the main seat, gazing at the empty space below with a dazed expression.

Not long after, a robust figure draped in a dark gold robe quietly appeared at the entrance of the hall. It strolled leisurely and sat down in the second seat, "What's wrong? You've reached Dao Unification, but you seem to be burdened with worries."

"Nothing."

Liu Shiqian hurriedly cupped his hands.

He stared at his palms and fell into deep thought.

As an elder of the Clear Moon Sect, having lived for so many years, he had never encountered such a situation.

It was rare to find a Dao Unification treasure land, but he had occasionally heard of it.

However, not only did they find the treasure land, but they also took advantage of the previous sect master's still-warm corpse and lingering breath to occupy the land within a short period... It was less about Dao Unification and more about seizing another's body.

Cultivation on the path of the Dao is arduous and challenging.

But this was like paving the way for themselves while also carrying themselves towards the Dao Unification realm, even saving the effort of walking, until they completely crossed that boundary, Liu Shiqian still couldn't snap out of his daze.

After entering the initial stage of Dao Unification, although his dark gold robe concealed his identity, he vaguely realized that this senior was not as powerful as he had initially guessed.

Precisely because of this, Liu Shiqian's heart began to palpitate with unease.

How could someone who casually gave away a treasure land be so easily seen through? It only proved that with his breakthrough, he could truly comprehend the vast gap between them.

Elder Shen had only arrived in West Flood for a short time, yet he had already befriended such an unfathomable force.

What price had the other party paid to obtain this treasure land for Liu Shiqian? Every time he thought of this, Liu Shiqian became increasingly cautious, fearing that a single wrong word might cause trouble for Elder Shen and disrupt his plans.

"It's true that the higher the cultivation, the smaller the courage. The books don't lie."

Liu Shiqian sighed in his heart, a bitter smile on his face.

He even began to miss the days when he leisurely flipped through books in the Clear Moon Sect.

Just then, the Dao talisman at his waist shook slightly.

Elder Chiyang's panicked voice came from within, "Old Liu, something's happened! Your Dao Unification treasure land has caught the attention of the Dragon Palace, and their intentions don't seem friendly!"

"..."

Liu Shiqian froze, then turned to look beside him.

If he remembered correctly, when he first arrived at the Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion, he had seen the Dragon Palace's demons helping to repair the bricks. According to common sense, they should have had a good relationship with the Dragon Palace.

Wu Jun also heard the voice from the Dao talisman and sat silently in his seat, unsure how to respond.

Damn, although he was the lord of the Northern Palace of the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion, he was still a small fry from the White Jade Capital. With the master absent, how could he know how to deal with the Dragon Palace?

He hurriedly contacted Shen Yi in his mind.

"Wait! It's the carriage of the Fourth Prince of the Qi Family... Damn, a Heaven Realm demon!"

Elder Chiyang's voice suddenly trembled, and even as an elder of an immortal sect, he couldn't help but curse, revealing the turmoil in his heart.

"You go in first!"

Liu Shiqian didn't have time to think and quickly opened the Clan Defense Array, bringing Elder Chiyang, who had been guarding him outside, into the hall.

He swallowed hard, but he found that the mysterious figure beside him, even upon hearing the name of the Fourth Prince of the Qi Family, remained as steady as a rock, sitting unmoving with an air of complete control.

This... Could he really sit so calmly?

Liu Shiqian didn't want to embarrass Elder Shen, and even though his body was tense, he didn't show a trace of fear.

The two sat quietly.

Boom! Just as Elder Chiyang rushed to the hall's entrance, before he could speak, he felt the ground shake, and the entire hall trembled. He steadied himself against the door, his face filled with fear as he looked upwards.

The clear blue sky above was suddenly covered in cracks like shattered glass, and terrifying fissures spread like a spider web to the horizon.

In the center of the spider web-like cracks, a snow-white sword blade appeared.

With just one sword, more than half of the Clan Defense Array collapsed! What formidable power! Elder Chiyang hurriedly turned back, and the stupefied look on his face intensified. He saw that in the face of such terrifying power, the two in the hall remained unmoved, one more so than the other.

The robed figure, whose true features were indiscernible, was one thing.

But when did Old Liu develop such patience that he could face a Heaven Realm demon without fear?

"What should we do now?" Elder Chiyang hurriedly stepped inside.

"Cough."

Liu Shiqian clenched his fist, knowing that he had no idea what to do.

With such a vast gap in their cultivation, even if he squeezed out all his energy, there was no hope for a turnaround.

Thinking of this, he could only turn his gaze to the robust figure beside him, "..."

Under their gaze, Wu Jun remained silent.

"Wait, this treasure land, it's not like you took it from the Dragon Palace, is it?" Elder Chiyang suddenly remembered something and looked up in shock.

Liu Shiqian also fell silent.

To be honest, based on his understanding of Elder Shen, he wouldn't do something like this.

Before he could finish speaking, a grand voice from outside the sect interrupted him.

"I believe I now have the qualifications to enter and have a chat."

Even though the two had just arrived from the Southern Flood, the calm and composed tone alone was enough for anyone but a fool to deduce the speaker's identity.

The Fourth Prince of the Qi Family, Qi Zhaoyang!

"Senior."

Liu Shiqian stood up and looked at Wu Jun with an inquiring gaze.

When he was in the White Jade Capital, he didn't panic even when a Heaven Realm demon grabbed his shoulder, let alone now that he had reached Dao Unification.

However, no matter what, they couldn't just sit idly.

Under their gaze, Wu Jun finally raised his eyes and looked through the hall door, gazing at the sword blade that had torn through the sky curtain and the spider web-like cracks with an indifferent stare.

Just as Elder Chiyang was guessing how the other party would respond, a disdainful sneer sounded in his ear.

Beneath the dark gold robe, the voice carried a hint of exclamation.

"A stinking bug with no memory."

This short sentence left both Liu Shiqian and Elder Chiyang stunned, as if struck by lightning.

In the West Flood, someone dared to openly call a Jade Horned Silver Dragon a "stinking bug."

This was not just arrogance; it was like courting death. If others didn't know better, they might think that the Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion was the true master of the West Flood.

"Old Liu... you're getting more and more out of hand."

Elder Chiyang felt his mouth go dry, and he couldn't help but mutter a complaint to the side.

When they arrived, the two were cautious, fearing any mishaps, but before long, the other party was already sitting side by side with the Dragon Son, mocking him with a finger pointed at his nose.

"Shut up."

Liu Shiqian scolded in a low voice, and then he saw the senior take a step forward, walking out of the grand palace at a steady pace, and then swiftly left the Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion.

"Are you planning to confront them head-on?" Elder Chiyang's eyes widened in surprise, and before he could react, he saw Old Liu hesitate for a moment, and then surprisingly followed after him.

"Hey! Don't leave me behind!"

Elder Chiyang stomped his foot, feeling extremely apprehensive, but he also knew that if he couldn't stop these powerful demons of the Dragon Palace, even if he hid within the Sacred Ground, it would be like trying to cover his ears to avoid the bell's sound. He couldn't escape death, so he had no choice but to reluctantly follow them into the sky.

Outside the Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion.

The sky was occupied by two massive Black-Backed Dragons, and under their enormous and terrifying figures, the entire Sacred Ground was shrouded in darkness.

But what drew the most attention were the two relatively small, yet exquisite treasure chariots, especially the one closer to the front.

Qi Zhaoyang leaned lazily against it, his expression relaxed. It was hard to tell that he had just summoned a powerful weapon, almost shattering the protective array of the Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion.

"..."

Qi Zhaoping averted his gaze, knowing that his fourth brother was reprimanding him, teaching him how one should conduct themselves in the Western Dragon Palace.

It was likely because he had found out about the previous incident where he had asked his subordinates to help repair the ground bricks.

At this thought, his face turned red.

Who wouldn't want to be so domineering? But he wasn't a powerhouse of the Heaven Realm, so how could he have the strength to break the array so easily?

Never mind, it was fine to lose face in front of his own family. As long as he could regain their reputation from the Ten Thousand Demon Hall, it would be enough.

Qi Zhaoping adjusted his breathing and then, with the same sternness, looked down at the area below.

Until a mocking laughter echoed within the sect.

Following that, a harsh voice calling out, "Stinky bugs," reverberated in the ears of the demons.

"Cough, cough."

Qi Zhaoping almost choked, and he shot a strange look at his fourth brother. He noticed a hint of embarrassment on the other's composed face.

This Ten Thousand Demon Hall... seemed to be acting arrogantly not just towards him, but also treating everyone equally.

Before the Seventh Duke of the Qi Family could think too much, Qi Zhaoyang had already slightly extended his hand, summoning back the cold and piercing treasure sword.

He casually waved the sword, and with this slight movement, the vast waters below suddenly became agitated. The endless emerald waves seemed to roar in unison, rising up relentlessly as if to engulf everything in sight.

"You're asking for death."

Qi Zhaoyang ran his fingers along the sword's body until his fingertips touched the blade. Finally, he directed his gaze towards the magic array below.

Just as he was about to completely break through the annoying array, his movement paused slightly.

Three figures emerged one after another from the array.

The two stern-faced cultivators could be ignored for now, but Qi Zhaoyang fixed his gaze on the robust figure at the forefront, wearing a large robe. It was clear that the previous sarcastic remark had come from this person's mouth.

Staring intently, Qi Zhaoyang quickly noticed something amiss, and with a mocking expression, he looked at his own brother, his lips curling in disdain, "Last time, were you scared off by a mere tattered garment?"

"Impossible!"

Qi Zhaoping hurriedly refuted, explaining anxiously, "The one that came out last time wasn't it, but the other two. I intended to kill them, but I was being cautious, worried about causing trouble for the palace. That's why I wanted to investigate further before taking action."

"So, have you figured it out now?"

These words weren't asked by the Fourth Duke of the Qi Family, but came from below.

Wu Jun took slow steps towards the location of the ground brick, gently grinding it under his feet, and he received a response from its owner. In its laughter, there was an added hint of malice.

In an instant, it raised its head and looked up at the sky.

Under the dark gold hood, a pair of eyes brimmed with malevolence, "Last time, when this place was shattered, my master was magnanimous and allowed you to repair it. But this time, you've shattered the array here. What do you plan to use to fix it?"

Being suddenly exposed, Qi Zhaoyang's face turned red again. Just as he was about to say something, the other party casually interrupted him.

Wu Jun stopped laughing, and his voice suddenly turned indifferent, "Never mind, just use the lives of you two stinky bugs to make up for it."

"You?" Qi Zhaoyang was taken aback, as if he had heard a ridiculous joke. The longsword in his hand trembled slightly. These pretentious fellows, had they taken advantage of this trick too many times, to dare to use it in front of him, a Heaven Realm Dragon Clan member?

Not only were the demons of the Dragon Palace surprised, but even Liu Shiqian and Elder Chiyang were somewhat perplexed.

Killing a Heaven Realm Dragon Demon wasn't such a simple matter!

Wu Jun nodded slightly and looked towards the rear of the demons.

Following his gaze, the demons of the Dragon Palace turned around in confusion and then froze in their places.

In the distant sky, two majestic figures stood on either side, arms crossed, their dark gold robes fluttering in the wind.

They quietly watched over the area, as if guarding the blue sky, cutting off all paths of escape.

"It's them! They were here last time too!"

Qi Zhaoping instantly reacted, jumping to his feet and pointing at Ke Shisan. When enemies met, their eyes burned with hatred, and he roared, "There's another shorty! Where is it? Is it hiding because it saw my fourth brother coming?"

The demons tightened their grip on their sword hilts, directing their blades towards the two.

Only Qi Zhaoyang suddenly fell silent, stepping out of the treasure chariot, he slightly lifted his gaze.

He noticed two figures quietly standing above the two treasure chariots, but he couldn't recall when they had appeared.

One was fleshy, and the other was petite.

The two stood with their hands hanging by their sides, quietly on the treasure chariot, like phantoms, invisible. They had already reached such a dangerous distance, yet even Qi Zhaoping, a powerful Earth Realm demon, hadn't sensed anything.

Qi Zhaoyang took a deep breath and looked at the petite figure on his treasure chariot.

The other party happened to meet his gaze.

As their eyes locked, Qi Zhaoyang suddenly felt a deep chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

(End of Chapter)

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