Chapter 566: The Pavilion Master's Gathering, the Profound and Unfathomable Ten Thousand Phenomena P

Chapter 566: The Pavilion Master's Gathering, the Profound and Unfathomable Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion

In the West Flood Domain, a grand palace stood tall, the residence of the Fourth Prince of the Qi family, Qi Zhaoping.

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

Leading them was the Seventh Lord of Xi Long Palace, Qi Zhaoping.

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

"Quickly inform my Fourth Brother on my behalf, I have important matters to discuss."

Qi Zhaoping stood with his hands clasped, his eyes cold, and his expression unreadable.

Only the two trusted Demon Generals by his side knew that their Seventh Lord had just thrown a massive tantrum in his own palace.

As the master of the West Flood Domain, all his subordinates were controlled by that damned woman, causing An Tingfeng and the Green Phoenix Clan Head to go missing for many days, and he, the Seventh Lord, was kept in the dark.

It wasn't until someone above Xi Long Palace had directly slain several Crystal Phoenixes that Qi Zhaoping realized what had happened.

It was clear to any observant person that those Phoenixes had taken Xi Long Palace as their backing, or more accurately, they relied on the Seventh Prince as their patron.

Yet, right under their patron's territory, they were mercilessly slaughtered.

How could Qi Zhaoping not be furious! Moreover, what made his heart race with anxiety was that his eldest brother had only entrusted him with a few tasks, and he hadn't even found the black bear yet. He had originally planned to appease his brother with the news of An Tingfeng and the Green Phoenix Clan's surrender, so he hurriedly sent a message to the south.

Now the message had been delivered, but the people were gone!

Qi Zhaoping could almost imagine how furious his eldest brother would be when he learned of this.

This wouldn't do... He had to come up with an explanation.

Qi Zhaoping understood that among his brothers, some were in cahoots with the second brother, vying for the crown prince position, while others had taken bribes from that damned woman.

In comparison, the Fourth Brother was relatively neutral, and his strength was also formidable.

This was why Qi Zhaoping had come to him today.

Finally, led by two Black-Backed Wyrms, Qi Zhaoping strode into the grand palace, making his way to the main hall. When he saw the Jade-Horned Silver Dragon seated on the throne, dressed in magnificent robes, he immediately clenched his fists and shouted, "Fourth Brother! Xi Long Palace's reputation is about to be ruined!"

Hearing this, the Jade-Horned Silver Dragon remained seated, his expression unperturbed.

He glanced at his younger brother and said calmly, "Is it Xi Long Palace's reputation or your reputation that's at stake?"

"..."

Qi Zhaoping suddenly choked on his words.

Qi Zhaoyang retracted his gaze and continued, "You know very well that Xi Long Palace doesn't like those Phoenix Demons. Just smelling their scent makes you nauseous, yet you still insist on mingling with them. You and your eldest brother must be starving."

"You wanted to win over these Phoenix Demons, but you couldn't protect them, and now you've come to me."

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

"What does Fourth Brother mean..."

Qi Zhaoping felt more embarrassed as his thoughts were exposed with just a few words.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, his expression dark and uncertain, and he released his clenched fists, "Younger Brother understands. If Fourth Brother doesn't want to help, Younger Brother will seek assistance elsewhere."

After saying this, he turned and left without hesitation.

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

With such a weak-willed person, how dare he involve himself in the struggle for the crown prince position.

Tap, tap.

Just as Qi Zhaoping was about to step out of the grand hall, Qi Zhaoyang finally tapped the armrest of the throne with his fingertips, "I don't want to meddle in the matters of the eldest and second brothers, but I can't ignore the West Flood Domain either. I can't let others find fault with it."

He stared at Qi Zhaoping's back as he slowly straightened his body, "Tell me, what's going on with the Ten Thousand Demon Hall?"

"So Fourth Brother has heard about it too."

Qi Zhaoping turned around, and upon hearing these words, anger instinctively flashed in his eyes, "Brother has dealt with them before, but I suffered a silent loss and felt ashamed, so I didn't dare report it to the palace."

Qi Zhaoyang nodded noncommittally.

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

However, as he had said earlier, being the Fourth Prince, neither his strength nor his status was exceptional, and he truly had no interest in meddling in such matters.

"To be honest, they aren't that powerful. After returning, I thought about it carefully. If they were as strong as they seemed, with their arrogant and domineering ways, how could I have escaped unscathed last time?"

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

If they feared Xi Long Palace, then how could they have slaughtered the Crystal Phoenixes right in front of him?

"I'm quite confident..."

"I don't want to hear your speculations." Qi Zhaoping, the Fourth Prince of the Qi family, waved his hand, interrupting his brother's words without mercy, "I just want to know, do they have Celestial Realm cultivators?"

"Not even close."

Qi Zhaoping shook his head firmly, even if he was not very perceptive, he could still distinguish the terrifying difference between the Earth and Celestial Realms.

"I understand."

Qi Zhaoyang nodded and stood up.

He spread his arms, and immediately, a guard brought over a set of armor, helping him put it on. With the silver armor and cloak, and the pair of jade horns on his forehead, he looked truly awe-inspiring.

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

"Talk?" Qi Zhaoping furrowed his brows.

Qi Zhaoyang glanced at him and took a step down the long staircase, the armor clanking loudly.

His expression gradually turned murderous, "Let's talk... about West Flood Domain's hospitality. Xi Long Palace doesn't exclude outsiders, but we must make our priorities clear. We don't share this water domain with others."

"If you want to climb by trampling on Xi Long Palace's reputation, you must be prepared to fall and shatter into pieces."

Several elite Demon Generals stood straight outside the hall, ready with the carriage, and they tied two hundred-zhang-long Black-Backed Wyrms. When the two princes took their seats, the wyrms suddenly charged forward, transforming into black shadows that soared across the water's surface like fierce, dark clouds.

...

West Flood Domain, Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion.

Inside the grand hall, Liu Shi Qian sat quietly in the main seat, gazing at the empty space below, lost in thought.

Not long after, a robust figure cloaked in a dark golden robe quietly appeared at the entrance of the hall. With measured steps, he walked through and took a seat beside them, "What's wrong? You seem to be weighed down with worries after achieving Fusion Dao."

"Nothing."

Liu Shi Qian hastily cupped his hands in greeting.

He stared at his palms, deep in thought.

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

Finding a Fusion Dao Land by chance was rare, but he had heard of it occasionally.

But not only did they stumble upon this sacred ground, they also took possession of it while the previous Sect Leader's corpse was still warm and his breath lingered, all within a short period of time... It was less like achieving Fusion Dao and more like seizing another's body.

Cultivating the Great Dao was a difficult and arduous path.

But this was akin to paving the way for oneself and then sprinting towards the Fusion Realm, even saving the effort of walking the path personally. Until he had completely crossed that vast chasm between realms, Liu Shi Qian still couldn't quite grasp the situation.

After entering the initial stage of Fusion Dao, although the dark golden robe concealed the figure's strength, Liu Shi Qian faintly realized that this senior might not be as powerful as he had initially guessed.

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

How could an existence capable of casually gifting him a sacred ground be so easily seen through? It could only mean that only after Liu Shi Qian broke through the realm could he truly comprehend the immense gap between them.

Lord Shen had only been in Xi Hong for a short while, yet he had already acquainted himself with such an unfathomable force.

What price had they paid to secure this sacred ground for Liu Shi Qian? Every time he thought of this, Liu Shi Qian became increasingly cautious, fearing that a single wrong word might cause trouble for Lord Shen and disrupt his plans.

"It seems the higher one's cultivation, the smaller one's courage. The books didn't lie to me."

Liu Shi Qian sighed inwardly, a bitter smile on his face.

He even began to yearn for the days when he leisurely flipped through books in the Moonlit Sect.

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

Chi Yang's panicked voice came through it, "Old Liu, something's wrong! Your Fusion Dao Land has caught the attention of the Dragon Palace, and their intentions don't seem friendly!"

"..."

Liu Shi Qian's body stiffened, and he turned to look beside him.

If he remembered correctly, when he first arrived at 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 token and sat silently in his seat, unsure how to respond.

Damn it, although he was a sub-palace lord of the Northern Ten Thousand Demon Pavilion, he was still just a small fry in the White Jade Capital. With his 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 it, a Celestial Realm demon!"

Chi Yang's voice suddenly trembled, and even as a senior of the Immortal Sect, he couldn't help but curse, revealing the intensity of his inner turmoil.

"You come in first!"

Liu Shi Qian didn't have time to think and quickly activated the Clan Protection Array, bringing Chi Yang, who had been guarding him outside, into the hall.

He swallowed hard, but to his surprise, 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 unmoved in his seat, as if everything was under control.

This... Could he really sit so calmly?

Liu Shi Qian didn't want to embarrass Lord Shen, so even though he was tense, he didn't show a trace of fear.

The two of them sat quietly.

Boom! Just as Chi Yang rushed to the hall's entrance, before he could say a word, the ground shook, and the entire hall trembled. Chi Yang staggered, holding onto the door, his face filled with fear as he looked up.

In the azure sky covered by white clouds, cracks appeared like shattered crystal, spreading like a spider web to the edge of their vision.

In the center of this spider web of cracks, a snow-white sword blade suddenly emerged, seemingly out of nowhere.

With just one sword, half of the Clan Protection Array had collapsed! What formidable power! Chi Yang hurriedly turned back, and his face, already frozen in shock, became even more stunned. He saw that in the face of such terrifying power, the two in the hall were sitting more calmly than ever.

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

But when did Old Liu develop such patience, allowing him to remain unperturbed even in the face of a Celestial Realm demon?

"What should we do now?" Chi Yang hurriedly stepped inside.

"Cough."

Liu Shi Qian gripped the armrest. He had no idea what to do.

With such a vast chasm between realms, even if he exerted all his strength, there was no hope for a turnaround.

At this thought, he could only turn his gaze to the robust figure beside him: "..."

Under the gaze of the two, Wu Jun remained silent.

"Wait, this sacred ground, you didn't take it from the Dragon Palace, did you?" Chi Yang suddenly remembered something and looked up in astonishment.

Liu Shi Qian also fell silent.

To be honest, based on his understanding of Lord Shen, this was something he was capable of.

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

"I believe I am now qualified to come in for a chat."

Even though the two had just arrived from Nan Hong, one could tell from the calm and composed tone that the speaker was no fool.

Qi Shao Yang, the Fourth Prince of the Qi family!

"Senior."

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

When he was in the White Jade Capital, he had been embraced by a Fusion Dao demon, and he didn't panic or lose his composure. Now that he had achieved Fusion Dao, he was even more composed.

Nevertheless, he couldn't just sit idly by.

Under the gaze of the two, Wu Jun finally lifted his eyes slowly. He looked through the hall door at the sword blade that had pierced the sky and the spider web-like cracks.

Just as Chi Yang was wondering how the figure would respond, a disdainful chortle sounded in his ear.

The voice beneath the dark golden robe carried a hint of exasperation.

"A worm with no memory."

This short sentence left both Liu Shi Qian and Chi Yang stunned, as if struck by lightning.

In Xi Hong, someone dared to blatantly call a Jade-Horned Silver Dragon a "worm."

This wasn't just arrogance; it was like courting death. If someone unfamiliar with the situation heard this, they might think that Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion was the true master of Xi Hong.

"Old Liu... You're getting more and more impressive."

Elder Chi Yang felt his mouth dry and couldn't help but mutter to the side.

When they arrived, the two were cautious, fearing any unexpected incidents. But now, the other party was sitting side by side with a being who could mock the Dragon Son's nose.

"Shut up."

Liu Shi Qian spoke softly, then saw the elder take a step and walk out of the grand palace, leaving the Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion.

"Is he going to confront them head-on?" Elder Chi Yang's eyes widened in surprise, but before he could react, he saw Old Liu hesitate and follow.

"Hey! Don't leave me behind!"

Elder Chi Yang stomped his feet. While he was extremely apprehensive, he also knew that if he couldn't stop these Dragon Palace demons, even hiding within the sacred ground wouldn't save him. He had no choice but to reluctantly follow in the air.

Outside the Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion.

The sky was occupied by two massive Black-Backed Wyrms, and under their enormous and terrifying figures, the entire sacred ground was overshadowed.

But what drew the most attention were the two relatively small, exquisite carriages, especially the one in the front.

Qi Zhao Yang leaned lazily against it, his expression relaxed. It was hard to believe he had just summoned his weapon, almost shattering the Clan Protection Array of the Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion.

"..."

Qi Zhao Ping averted his gaze, knowing that his fourth brother was teaching him how things should be done in the Western Dragon Palace.

He must have found out that Qi Zhao Ping had his subordinates help repair the tiles last time.

At this thought, Qi Zhao Ping's face turned red.

Who wouldn't want to be this domineering? The problem was that he wasn't a Celestial Realm expert and didn't have the strength to easily break the array.

Oh well, it didn't matter if he lost face in front of his own people. As long as he could regain his reputation from the Ten Thousand Demon Hall, it would be fine.

Qi Zhao Ping adjusted his breathing and then looked down with the same dignity.

Until a chortle was heard within the sect.

Immediately, a piercing "worm" sound echoed in the ears of the demons.

"Cough, cough."

Qi Zhao Ping almost choked, and his gaze turned peculiar as he looked at his fourth brother. He noticed a hint of embarrassment on his brother's unhurried face.

This Ten Thousand Demon Hall... seemed to be arrogant not just towards him but equally towards everyone else.

Before the Seventh Prince could think further.

Qi Zhao Yang had already slightly extended his hand, summoning back the cold and dazzling sacred sword.

He casually shook the sword, and with this slight movement, the vast waters below suddenly became turbulent. The endless emerald waves seemed to roar in unison, rising continuously as if to swallow everything in sight.

"Looking for death."

Qi Zhao Yang pointed and stroked the sword, and when his fingertip touched the sword tip, he finally cast his gaze towards the magic array below.

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

Three figures emerged from the array one after another.

The two solemn-faced cultivators could be ignored for now, but Qi Zhao Yang stared intently at the robust figure in the front wearing a robe. It was obvious that the previous sarcastic remark had come from his mouth.

With utmost effort, Qi Zhao Yang soon noticed something unusual and then looked at his brother with a mocking expression, his contempt deepening: "Last time, you were scared off by a mere tattered robe?"

"Impossible!"

Qi Zhao Ping hurriedly refuted, explaining anxiously: "Last time, it wasn't this one, but the other two. I wanted to slay them, but I was cautious, fearing trouble for the palace. That's why I planned to investigate first."

"So, did you find out?"

This question wasn't asked by the Fourth Prince but came from below.

Wu Jun walked slowly to the tile he had stepped on before, gently grinding it with his foot, and received a response from his master. His laughter now carried a feral edge.

In an instant, he looked up at the sky.

Under the dark golden hood, a pair of eyes brimmed with malevolence: "Last time, when this place was cracked, my master was magnanimous and allowed you to fix it. Now that you've damaged the array here, what do you plan to use to compensate?"

Being suddenly exposed, Qi Lao Qi's face turned red again, just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted.

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

"You?" Qi Zhao Yang was taken aback, as if he had heard a ridiculous joke. The long sword in his hand trembled slightly. Had these pretentious demons taken advantage of this trick too often, daring to use it against a Celestial Realm dragon like him?

Not to mention the Dragon Palace demons, even Liu Shi Qian and Elder Chi Yang were somewhat uncertain.

Slaying a Celestial Realm dragon demon wasn't that simple!

"Tsk."

Wu Jun nodded slightly and looked towards the demons behind him.

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

At the far end of the sky, two majestic figures stood with their arms crossed, suspended in the air. Their dark golden robes fluttered in the wind.

They watched the scene quietly, as if guarding the azure sky, cutting off all paths to survival.

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

Qi Zhao Ping instantly realized, jumping up and pointing at Ke Shisan, his eyes filled with hatred. He roared, "And there's another dwarf! Where is he? Is he hiding because my fourth brother is here?"

The demons tightened their grip on their blades, aiming their sharpness at the two figures.

Only Qi Zhao Yang suddenly fell silent and walked out of the carriage, glancing upwards.

Two figures had quietly appeared above the two carriages.

One was plump, and the other was petite.

The two stood with their hands down, quietly on the carriage, like phantoms, having reached such a dangerous distance without any detection, even from Qi Zhao Ping, a powerful Earth Realm demon.

Qi Zhao Yang took a deep breath and looked at the petite figure on his carriage.

The other party also happened to meet his gaze.

In that moment, Qi Zhao Yang felt a deep chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

(End of Chapter)

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